Chapter 19: Exchange Storm

Three days later, Ling Yuan walked out of the woodshed again. This time, under the guidance of Lao Dao, Ling Yuan was enlightened like a Daigo enlightenment. I also know my way of spiritual cultivation and how to continue. At present, without much delay, he followed the guidance of the old Taoist and left the Wang family and went to the largest exchange in Jiangzhou.

In the firewood room, after feeling that Ling Yuan had gone far away, the old Taoist sighed and waved his hand, and there was a glow in the air. In a blink of an eye, Wang Qingming actually teleported to the firewood room. Seeing the seriousness of the old Taoist priest, he stood aside in awe and dared not come out of the atmosphere.

"Qingming, there is another situation on Wuling Mountain. I'm afraid that man is unwilling to be lonely again. The great disaster of the Ling family is a catastrophe, and the only solution is to this son. But Cui'er has no feelings for him. I'm afraid that the disaster of the Wang family is about to come. Before that, the poor road must go to Wuling Mountain again to talk to the old man. You have to be prepared, the Wang family, which has reached the critical point of life and death.

Ling Yuan walked on the street and did not go directly to the exchange, but first came to the home of teacher Ji Yun. Although this obscene old man has no good impression in Ling Yuan's heart, he is also his own master after all.

However, when he came to Ji Yun's home, he returned disappointed. Ji Yun's house has been empty for a long time. It can be seen that Ji Yun has left long ago. Ling Yuan, who was about to leave, swept over and found that there was a letter on the table covered with thick dust.

After opening the letter, it is Ji Yun's handwriting. There was nothing more in it. They just told Ling Yuan that they didn't have to think about looking for him. Their master and apprentice fate was not over, and they would naturally meet again in the future. Moreover, the letter also said that Ling Yuan must practice hard. Only by becoming a master of spiritual cultivation can he avenge his parents and get his true love.

Seeing this letter, Ling Yuan once again had a new view of this obscene master. In the short words, it is full of Ji Yun's unfathomableness. Immediately, Ling Yuan gently kowtowed and kneeled to Ji Yun's bed. After salute, he silently turned away and went to the exchange.

Jiangzhou City, originally a continent of Nanzhanbuzhou, is very densely populated. Moreover, Jiangzhou City is also the trade center of the Tanglong Empire. It is the state city with the largest population density and commercial prosperity in addition to Jian'an City, the capital of the country.

Xueyu Pavilion, also known as Xueyu Trading Ground, is one of the largest trading venues in Jiangzhou. The trading floor is located on the main street, not to mention the inside of the trading floor, but also outside the trading area, which is full of people. The dense vendors were not qualified to enter the trading floor, so they set up stalls outside and sell something. Among them, there are also some treasures occasionally. Therefore, it spread once and twice. Whether they are spiritualists or ordinary mortals, they all want to come here to exchange for good things.

Of course, some people with real identity will still enter the trading floor, because it is the place with the most good things. Basically, there is an auction every week, and today is the beginning of another auction.

quickly walked to the door of the trading house. Ling Yuan was waiting to walk in when he was stopped by a guy-like man.

"Oh, this prince, I don't know which son you are from. There seems to be some face-to-face. But don't think about it. It's not that we don't welcome strangers here, but our exchange. Every auction, there will be many treasures for auction. Therefore, in order to prevent stability in the field, it is necessary to check the identity. If you want to buy something, you can show proof, or you can verify with the small one where your government is. If you want to sell something, you need to let the small have a look first.

This guy, although speaking, does not seem humble or arrogant. However, the words are still full of toughness. This is also a powerful person, and Ling Yuan doesn't want to do more trouble. At present, he took out a three-grade demon core from his arms.

"Give it, man, I'm here to sell something, and I want to buy something. I don't know, is this demon core qualified enough?

"Enough, that's enough. Sir, this is the demon core of the third grade. That's enough. Well, you and the little one come in. Let's go to the second floor and let our elder talk to you.

As soon as he saw the teenager in front of him, he threw a three-grade demon core without changing his face, which immediately made the clerk change his mind. This kind of teenager is either rich or noble. He must be a noble son somewhere, and he can't offend himself. Dude still has this little eye, and the demon core of these three grades is enough for him to pay attention to it. Even if the elders come, I'm afraid he will be polite.

"Hight. Boy, I want this demon core. You can't go in. If you go there, you can't sell too much money. I just need a metallic demon core. I'll give you 60 second-grade spiritual stones. You can put down your things and leave.

Following the buddy, he was about to walk in when a loud voice came from behind him. As soon as Ling Yuan heard this man's words, he suddenly felt a little unhappy. He said to himself what is this and can come here. Which one is not everyone's son?

"That boy, did you hear what our son said to you? Don't go, leave the demon core, 60 second-grade spiritual stones, you must have never seen so much.

Ling Yuan didn't want to talk to this person in the first place, because from his words, he could feel that this guy was another ditch. However, just as Ling Yuan raised his foot and was about to leave, another voice came. This sentence can make Ling Yuan a little annoyed. Looking back, there was a group of people standing not far behind. The leader is a young man in green silk clothes, gently swaying a folding fan in his hand, and he looks good. But at a glance, I knew that he was an idle dboy.

At the right hand of the young man stands a man who looks like a domestic slave. The last words came from his mouth.

"Well, a slave dares to be arrogant. Didn't your master teach you how to be a good slave?

Seeing Ling Yuan's bad face, he taught the slave a lesson. The guy beside him felt bad and quickly took two steps to the middle of the two, trying to make a round.

"Two sons, speak slowly if you have something to say, hehe, speak slowly if you have something to say. Harmony makes money, and peace is precious."

But before the man finished his words, he was slapped aside by the young man. The young man looked arrogant and pointed to the buddy.

"Get out of here, it's just a dog that dares to speak in front of Ben. You, boy, which son are you from? Don't you know that I am the son of Qingxuan of Tongyunmen? How dare you talk to me like this? Do you think I can't stand you in this exchange?

The prince named Qingxuan's face was arrogant, and Ling Yuan's face was even more blue. There is about to be a battle in the exchange. The man covered his face and kept wink at the other guy, asking him to report it quickly to avoid an argument.

"Ha ha, Mr. Qingxuan, why didn't you let anyone tell you when you came here? Yo, what is this? Two sons? Is it possible to do it here at the slave's house?"

The guy, accepted the other party's intention, turned around and was about to go upstairs to inform. At the stairs on the second floor, a woman came out. This woman, with willow leaves and a small cherry mouth, is very beautiful. And the clothes are very decent, and there is a beautiful, steady and mature atmosphere all over the body, which makes people involuntarily be attracted by it at a glance.

"Oh, it turned out to be the owner of Xueyu Pavilion, Miss Xue, and I didn't deliberately find fault. I like this boy's demon core, and I want to buy it at a high price for easy negotiation. Unexpectedly, the boy spoke wildly, so he was presumptuous here. Presumably, Miss Xue won't hurt the harmony of our two families for this boy.

After seeing the woman come out, Qingxuan's eyes suddenly glowed, and two words were obviously revealed in his eyes, the pervert. However, although Qingxuan's tone was a little gentle, he still didn't want to let Ling Yuan go. Seeing this, Ling Yuan wanted to set up a position to compete with the other party. But before Ling Yuan could take action, the woman quickly walked downstairs and appeared in the middle of the two in the blink of an eye. The woman's hand immediately alerted Ling Yuan's heart. Xin said: This woman has a great cultivation.

"Ha ha, Mr. Qingxuan, I'm Xueyu Pavilion, but there are rules. If there is any grudge, it will be solved off-site. Don't say that the slave family won't give you a good face. If you want to touch this gentleman, at least now, you can't. Besides, Mr. Ling is the son-in-law of the Wang family. Although you are the son of the elder of Tongyunmen, I'm afraid you can't fight so much.

Miss Xue's words not only made Qingxuan feel a little depressed and her face changed several times. Ling Yuan was even more surprised by her words. Since she entered the Wang family, she has hardly had contact with outsiders, but this woman suddenly said her origin and surname. It seems that this Xueyu Pavilion is really not simple.

"Well, it turns out that you are the one who wants to compete with my brother Qingyu for women. Good boy, you have guts. Today's business is not over yet. There will be something you will look good in the future.

After saying this, Qingxuan, who was aggrieved, turned around and left angrily with several of his slaves. Ling Yuan was not angry because of his words. At this time, Ling Yuan had been thinking about how the woman in front of him knew his identity.

"Ms. Ling, don't be surprised. I, Xueyu Pavilion, although it only claims to be a trading place outside. But familiar people know that Xueyu Pavilion also sells all kinds of information. If Mr. Ling is interested, he will go to the three-story Accord with the slave's house.

While Ling Yuan was making a surprised guess, Miss Xue's voice came from his consciousness. Ling Yuan nodded gently at Miss Xue. He did have some doubts and wanted to ask the other party. Seeing Ling Yuan nodding, Miss Xue said goodbye to the Qingxuan son and slowly walked up the stairs with Ling Yuan. The two went all the way to the three-story Accord. After the guest master sat down, Ling Yuan asked the questions in his heart impatiently.