Countless pairs of eyes gathered at the gate of Linglong Pavilion.
"Squeak!"
Under the gaze of countless people, the two doors of Linglong Pavilion slowly opened, and at the same time, a majestic voice came from the pavilion: "The Yibao Conference has officially begun, please come in!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone stood up one after another and rushed into Linglong Pavilion.
"Mr. Lin, let's go in too." Qi Shanfeng looked at Lin Fan.
"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded.
Afterwards, the two of them also entered Linglong Pavilion.
After walking into Linglong Pavilion, Lin Fan discovered that the space inside Linglong Pavilion was much larger than expected. It was almost as big as four or five large stadiums. There were countless lighting facilities hanging overhead, illuminating the entire space like daylight. Below
There are many white lines drawn crisscrossing the ground, dividing the ground into countless small areas. These small areas are the areas where everyone places their own treasures. They are separated from each other and do not interfere with or disturb each other.
In the middle area, there is a three-story small building with the doors and windows closed, but there are several powerful auras faintly coming from inside the small building. It is obvious that there are strong men from Linglong Mansion sitting here.
Qi Shanfeng explained: "This is actually a small world with its own space. After it was accidentally discovered by Linglong Mansion, they built Linglong Pavilion on top of the small world and used it as the venue for the Yibao Conference."
Lin Fan heard this and nodded.
This approach is not unusual. He himself also built a Extraordinary Pharmaceutical Factory outside the Donghuang Taixuan ruins as a cover.
"Everyone."
At this time, a powerful voice came from the center.
Everyone followed the sound.
On the roof of the three-story building in the center, I saw a slender figure standing with hands behind his back. He was an elegant middle-aged man with a face like a crown jewel, a bun, a flowing beard, and a blue robe.
He holds a folding fan in his hand.
"This person is the master of Linglong Mansion, Feng Yuxiu." Qi Shanfeng introduced to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan nodded. After seeing Feng Yuxiu face to face, Lin Fan was basically sure that he came from the Kunlun Immortal Realm, because he did have Yuan Dan in his body, and after Feng Yuxiu showed up, he also showed up to Zhu Chungang and others.
Wu Zha nodded, obviously they were familiar with each other.
Feng Yuxiu always had a faint smile on his face. After looking around, he continued: "Everyone, welcome to the 49th Yibao Conference. As you can see, there are many white lines in the venue.
In the separated small area, you can choose an area at will, place your own treasures, write down the transaction requirements, or you can move around freely in the field and try your luck."
"Of course, the use of force is prohibited in my Linglong Pavilion."
"Good luck to everyone."
After saying that, Feng Yuxiu nodded to everyone, and disappeared in a flash.
Regarding the prohibition of using force, Feng Yuxiu just mentioned it lightly, because the two words "Linglong" were enough to explain everything.
After Feng Yuxiu disappeared, countless figures rushed out, each occupying a small area, and took out the treasures they wanted to exchange. Many people even wrote down what they wanted to exchange in front of them.
As a result, the spiritual energy in Linglong Pavilion suddenly became much more abundant, and countless rays of energy were emitted.
Looking around, there are many kinds of magical weapons with shimmering light, heavenly materials and earthly treasures with fragrant fragrance, and scrolls recording martial arts or secret techniques, etc.
If there is something to sell, there will naturally be something to buy.
A considerable number of people did not take out anything, but browsed through it.
They mainly come here to try their luck and see if they can find something they like.
"You can go shopping by yourself, I'll take a look around." Lin Fan waved his hand and said when he saw Qi Shanfeng next to him looking eager to try.
Qi Shanfeng nodded to Lin Fan, then rushed out and began to search on the field.
Lin Fan stood there, squinting his eyes slightly and looking around. Then, his consciousness fully opened and enveloped the entire Linglong Pavilion.
With his spiritual consciousness, Lin Fan doesn't need to go out and try his luck, and can easily find good things.
After a moment, Lin Fan's eyes lit up slightly. There were still good things on the field. There were a few things that even made him interested.
There was something among them that made Lin Fan's breathing quicken, and then he disappeared in a flash.
When Lin Fan appeared again, he appeared in front of a hunchbacked old man.
The old man squatted on the ground, with his head lowered. He was wearing linen clothes, and there were even a few patches on the clothes. He was also unkempt, looking like a homeless man. His left sleeve was empty, and his left arm was completely missing. I don’t know what it was.
He was born like this and was cut off by others.
In front of the old man in sackcloth, there were several things placed.
A long knife with a faint red glow, a purple bead, a bracelet, and a jet black iron lump that was about half the size of an adult.
Lin Fan's eyes slowly swept over these items.
The sense of the old man in sackcloth was quite sharp. Lin Fan's gaze only paused on the iron bump for a moment before he noticed it. He then pointed at the iron bump and asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you want this?"
Lin Fan knelt down and asked, "How do I change it?"
The old man in sackcloth raised his head. His left eye had no eyeball, only the white of the eye, which looked very penetrating.
"Spiritual weapons, or heavenly materials and earthly treasures of equal value." The old man in sackcloth glanced at Lin Fan and said.
Lin Fan reached out and touched the iron knot.
The old man in sackcloth waved his strength to stop Lin Fan's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Take out the thing that makes me tempted, otherwise don't touch it casually."
There was a hint of displeasure in his voice.
"hehe."
Lin Fan smiled, this old man was quite impressive.
However, he was not angry. He took back his hand and asked softly: "Martial skills, do you want to change?"
Hearing this, the old man in sackcloth slowly shook his head.
He himself has learned a seventh-level defensive martial arts and an eighth-level offensive martial arts. It can be said that he has both offense and defense, and the requirements for martial arts are not high. On the other hand, the old man in Mai knows very well the principle of biting off more than he can chew.
If you give him another ninth-level martial skill, he won't be able to master it in a short time. It can't be said to be a small help to him, but it will definitely not be big in a short time.
Therefore, the old man in sack clothes does not care about martial arts.
Lin Fan raised the corners of his mouth, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Super Ninth Grade."
"Even if I am a ninth-level martial artist..." the old man in Mai subconsciously replied, but before he finished speaking, he realized that Lin Fan was not talking about ninth-level martial arts, but... super ninth-level!?
Thinking of this, the old man in sackcloth rolled his throat, stared at Lin Fan, and asked in a lowered voice: "Did you just say that you have a ninth-grade martial arts skill?"
Ninth-grade martial arts are not very attractive to the old man in Mai, but if he surpasses ninth-grade martial arts, the significance will be extraordinary.
Both are Dongxuan, why is the fighting power of the banished immortal far superior to the ancient warriors native to the earth?
It is because the martial arts they master are beyond the ninth level. When two people are of similar strength, the quality of their equipment and skills will determine the outcome to a large extent.
As for the power of the ninth-grade martial arts, the old man Mai knows very well. Compared with the ninth-grade martial arts, the improvement brought by the ninth-grade martial arts is leaps and bounds.
So, he was tempted.
"Yes," Lin Fan nodded, looked directly into the eyes of the old man in sackcloth, and said word by word: "Super ninth-level attack martial arts."
The old man in sackcloth twitched his eyelids and was about to agree.