Qin Fengming went straight to the stone platform, where he found a palace three to four feet high. This palace looked extremely simple, showing that it was very old, and there was no plaque hanging above the main entrance.
Sensing the energy fluctuations at the palace gate, Qin Fengming knew that this palace was completely surrounded by some kind of powerful restriction. Even if his spiritual consciousness was released, he could not detect anything in the hall.
Although there were crowds of people in front of the stone platform, there were very few people here, and no monks stayed here.
"Fellow Taoist, do you have any precious items that you need to exchange?"
Just when Qin Fengming stood in front of the hall door, he saw a flash of light at the door of the hall, and a figure flashed out. This person was wearing the clothes of the Green Snake Valley Fair, and had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Chengdan.
"Ah, yes, Qin has a piece of weapon refining material here, and he wants to exchange it with other Taoist friends through the stone platform here." Qin Fengming saw this, and said without any strange expression on his face.
"Since Fellow Taoist has items to exchange, please invite Fellow Daoist Qin to enter the main hall to speak."
Qin Fengming didn't hesitate at all. He followed the man and walked towards the palace gate.
The restriction at the door of the palace was also mysterious. Qin Fengming seemed to have entered the main hall without feeling anything.
Entering the main hall, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be stunned. There were nearly twenty or thirty monks in the hall, which was only ten feet in size. A dozen of them were sitting in the center of the main hall. These monks were all wearing uniforms.
Clothing at the Green Snake Valley Fair.
Although the uniforms were uniform, Qin Fengming could see that these monks belonged to different sects, because wherever the monks sat around, there was a stone tablet with different names written on it: Jingyun Sect, Wen Family
, Feihuang Valley, White Crane Sect. It seems that these monks are undoubtedly the guardian monks of this trading platform.
At this time, a dozen other monks were sitting on wooden chairs beside the four Eight Immortals tables on both sides of the hall, sipping fragrant tea. Seeing Qin Fengming approaching, they all turned to look at Qin Fengming, and then again.
He lowered his head and drank the fragrant tea.
In the front of the main hall, there is a huge stone mirror, which is very similar to the stone mirror I saw in Jingyun Sect. At this time, a lot of materials and names of spiritual grasses are revealed on the stone mirror. Some of the names are already there.
It's dim, but some still shine brightly.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, as long as you pay one thousand spirit stones and take out the treasures to be exchanged, I will make arrangements in a moment."
Qin Fengming did not hesitate. He raised his hand and a jade box appeared in his hand. With a flick, the lid of the box opened, revealing a piece of black weapon refining material inside.
"This is a piece of black sapphire crystal. Qin plans to exchange it for a purple sapphire crystal of the same size or a blue waterfall crystal of the same size."
"What? It's actually a piece of black stone crystal. How can such a precious material appear here?"
"Black crystal is a precious material for refining top-notch magic weapons. Is this fellow Taoist crazy?"
Following Qin Fengming's words, dozens of monks in the hall opened their eyes almost simultaneously, looking at Qin Fengming with incredulous expressions. Some of the monks could not help but speak out.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, do you really plan to exchange this piece of black stone crystal here? This piece of weapon refining material is too precious. Even if it is placed in the official trade fair of Green Snake Valley, it has already met the conditions."
Looking at the jade box in the hands of the black-faced monk in front of him, the monk who led Qin Fengming into the temple said with a look of shock on his face. His tone also showed a trace of difficulty in keeping steady.
"Yes, this is a thousand spiritual stones. Just ask fellow Taoist to arrange it for Qin."
The monk took the spirit stone and the jade box, looked at Qin Fengming again, then turned and walked towards the huge stone mirror.
"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, I want to get this piece of black stone crystal, but I don't know which two materials are removed. Can you trade it with spiritual stones? As long as you want to give up your love, no matter how many spiritual stones you have, I will never do it."
Don’t refuse.”
Just when the leading monk turned around to handle the transaction, an old man with yellow hair suddenly stood up from the side of the hall. Beside the Eight Immortals table where this old man was sitting, there was no one
The monk sat at the same table with him.
The yellow-haired old man stepped forward quickly, came directly in front of Qin Fengming, and stretched out his hand to intercept the monk.
The old man's face was hidden in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult for ordinary people to see his face clearly. As the old man approached, an extremely cold aura swept towards Qin Fengming. This man didn't need to look, just
There is no doubt that he is a demon cultivator.
"My fellow Taoist, I'm sorry. Qin removed those two materials, but he will never exchange them for anything else." Facing the demon cultivator at the peak of the Pill Formation in front of him, Qin Fengming's expression remained unmoved and he spoke directly.
"I, Huang Xuzi, practice in Yanyun Mountain, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here. I believe fellow Taoists have heard of Yanyun Mountain before."
The yellow-haired old man did not comment on Qin Fengming's answer, but suddenly said this.
"I'm sorry, I forgive Qin for being clumsy, but I don't know where Yanyun Mountain is. However, Qin only exchanged this piece of black stone crystal for purple lin stone and blue waterfall crystal, but he would never exchange it for anything else.
exchange."
As Qin Fengming said these words, more than a dozen Chengdan monks sitting at the Eight Immortal Tables on both sides of the hall almost simultaneously let out a soft moan. Some monks even whispered:
"Ah, that monk in the early stage of becoming an elixir didn't even know about Yanyun Mountain. It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It seems that this person must be in serious trouble today."
"Hmph, that black-faced monk actually dared to say such things to fellow Taoist Huang Xuzi. You really don't know how generous the world is."
Although everyone's whispers were extremely weak, Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual consciousness allowed them to hear every word.
After hearing the words of the people, Qin Fengming immediately knew that the yellow-haired old man in front of him must be a person of great influence. There must be an extremely powerful person behind him. However, Qin Fengming was slightly shocked by these comments.
But he didn't take it to heart.
Now that the Evil God Sect has withdrawn the original reward due to pressure from Manghuang Mountain and the two super sects, and promised in person that he would not do such unscrupulous things again, Qin Fengming can now blatantly walk in the Yuanfeng Empire to build
Fairyland.
As the young master of Manghuang Mountain, he can be used as a powerful amulet. Even those famous Ying-Transformation monks will show courtesy to him.
With the knowledge of all the old monsters, they would naturally know that Qin Fengming must have had some secret surveillance technique placed on him by the five great monks of Manghuang Mountain. As long as he dies, Manghuang Mountain will definitely know about it. In this way, he will definitely know.
There will be no Ying Hua monk who is willing to take action to kill Qin Fengming at the cost of offending Manghuang Mountain.
Although this kind of protection is not omnipotent, for Qin Fengming, it gives him a huge room for maneuver. Even if there are Yingying monks who want to do evil to them, if the other party hesitates, he can use secret techniques to escape.
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"Humph, okay, okay, okay, I have remembered what you said, and I hope you don't leave Green Snake Valley as soon as possible."
The yellow-haired old man stared at Qin Fengming for a moment, then shook his sleeves, snorted coldly, and sat back down at the Eight Immortals Table where he had been sitting, and then stopped looking at Qin Fengming.