Following the little boy's footsteps, turning left and right in the plum blossom forest, Chen Xuan and Song Wen finally entered a pavilion, and then followed the stairs to a semi-open-air tower on the highest floor. During the whole process, Chen Xuan sensed this Langya small building.
There are powerful restrictions hidden everywhere in it, and it may be triggered by accident.
Duke Huangmei is definitely a master who is good at setting up various forbidden formations.
As soon as he came up to the stairs, Chen Xuan saw a layer of light white light shield slowly falling from the sky. If he hadn't had good eyesight, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Song Wen obviously saw it, and he immediately sent a message to remind Chen Xuan: "Fellow Daoist Xuan Chen, midnight has arrived tonight, all the restrictions on Langya Xiaozhu have been activated and will continue to operate for one night; we see what is shrouded in the sky
The forbidden array light shield cannot even cultivators with the peak spiritual will of the shocking level, but cannot transmit their spiritual consciousness."
"So, no matter what happens inside, the outside world knows nothing."
Chen Xuan responded through a voice transmission, and at the same time he thought that Huangmei Gong had done too well in keeping confidentiality. No wonder the monk Gu Xuecheng had known very little about the transaction process of this small circle over the years.
Song Wen nodded and saw an old man with a tiger beard walking up the other entrance of the tower, with a heavy date and a tiger's beard. He gently touched Chen Xuan's arm: "Look, that's the one Huangmei Gong is the best friend.
Yicang Pine Beard is an older generation of strong men who have become famous for more than ten thousand years in the Ancient Ice Field.”
Chen Xuan looked at the old man a little. Although this man deliberately restrained his cultivation like Song Wen, Chen Xuan could still roughly determine that the bearded man of Cang Song was at the Star Realm level, not the Taoist Saint Realm.
From this point of view, Huang Mei Gong and Sui Han’s other friend, the Kuzhu Man, are probably also in the Star Realm, but the three of them are definitely in the Red Star, and they are above the Three Destiny Stars. Even if they are at the Xuan Star, Chen Xuan would not be surprised.
Anyway, as long as it is not the Taoist Holy Realm, Chen Xuan will have no pressure at all.
More than a dozen monks came up downstairs one after another. Each of them had different appearances and auras, and their identities were as mysterious as Song Wen. They were all hidden in the Star Realm, which rarely appeared in Guxue City.
These monks did not greet each other, as if they were completely unfamiliar. They would nod or greet them when they saw the Cang Pine Bearded Old Man. This shows that the Cang Pine Bearded Old Man has a high status in this trade fair.
Looking from the semi-open-air pavilion railings, you can see a small part of the wonders of ice sculptures in Gu Xue City and the snowy scenery in the distance.
It was snowing outside, but Langya Xiaozhu was as warm as spring. Many potted plants on the tower were green, which was pleasing to the eye.
"Everyone wait a moment. Huangmei Gong and Kuzhuweng have not come out of the cave. Let's sit down first."
Cang Songlong Benshu has a very good relationship with Huang Mei. He seemed to be the master of Langya Xiaozhu while speaking, and the monks were not surprised by this.
Chen Xuan and Song Wen sat on two wooden chairs in the corner, watching the scenery outside while communicating.
"Fellow Daoist Song, are the participants different at every trade fair?"
Hearing Chen Xuan ask this question, Song Wen smiled and said, "Suihan Sanyou are a regular host. As for me and other participants, I am only invited to participate. Of course, we have the consent of theSuihan Sanyou.
, you can also invite monks like Fellow Daoist Xuan Chen; most of the people who participate each time are new faces, and the number generally does not exceed twenty people."
After hearing this, Chen Xuan suddenly realized that this trade fair had been inviting different participants in the form of an invitation system.
Then Chen Xuan looked at the dozen monks present. Most of them not only hid their cultivation, but also used disguise methods, making them very strange to each other.
"Fellow Daoist Song, is this trade fair mainly bartered?
Can we exchange some news about opportunities and treasures from all walks of life?"
Chen Xuan thought that if he could trade information, he would definitely ask about the news and rumors about top body-tempering spirits at the trade fair.
"Of course, I'll be planning to ask all the participants tonight and see who has the best snow spirit liquid information I want."
As soon as Song Wen finished speaking, two figures walked out of a room in the pavilion.
Chen Xuan looked around and saw a man on the left with brown hair, short and strong figure, and a sixty-year-old man with full muscles on his face, white and red skin, which looked quite heroic.
The person on the right is about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and tall and thin body. He is holding a dry bamboo stick in his hand, and his spiritual light is faintly visible. Obviously, this bamboo stick is a magic weapon.
This time, without Song Wen's introduction, Chen Xuan could also see that the short and strong old man on the left was Huang Meigong, the owner of the small building in Langya, and the tall and thin old man on the right must be the slutty old man on the right.
The monks stood up and greeted each other.
Mr. Huang Mei waved his hand with a smile and signaled everyone to sit down: "All visitors are guests. You don't have to be polite to the three old men, just sit down and talk."
"The participants tonight are very good, and there are a few who seem to be familiar with each other."
The old man nodded repeatedly, as if he was forgetful, but this sentence implies his means of knowing people.
Especially the eyes of Kuzhuweng, which seemed to have cataracts, swept over Chen Xuan's face and then sat on the main seat with Huang Meigong.
There are so many participants tonight, many of them are old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years. In terms of identity and experience, they are no worse than those of the three friends in the cold. Even if they are not as flirted with, they do not hide their age.
In this way, the young Chen Xuan and Song Wen became a little conspicuous.
However, Chen Xuan was not weaker in his momentum.
"This trade will be first made by my master, the owner, to attract jade. I want to exchange this piece of snow and genus essence for a piece of fire tin wood. I wonder if you have this thing?"
Mr. Huang Mei did not talk too much nonsense and took out a piece of ice-shaped spiritual object that emitted cold air. The participants secretly exclaimed that the first treasure that Mr. Huang Mei took out was so rare.
Chen Xuan immediately determined that this snow Geng Jing contained the best ice spirit energy and could be used to forge ice-type magic weapons. However, in terms of the purity of the ice spirit energy, it was still weaker than the cold ice spirit in his hand.
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Even so, many people immediately proposed a deal.
These monks could not produce the fire tin wood that Huangmei Gong wanted, and asked if they could use other spiritual objects instead.
In the end, one of the monks successfully traded a piece of Chiyang Iron Wood to Huangmei Gong's Xue Geng Jing.
"Old Huang, congratulations on your good start."
The old man with dry bamboo and the old man with a beard immediately expressed his congratulations. After looking at each other, they gave in to each other: "Take it out first."
"It's better you."
Everyone thought, the three friends in the cold this year had a good relationship, and they didn't have the bad temper as they were in the legend.
At this time, Kuzhu Weng smiled and said, "It is rare that there will be a rising star in this trade fair. Why don't we ask fellow Taoist Xuan Chen and fellow Taoist Song first what they want to trade."