Chapter 283 Secret Market Trading

The first floor of the attic in the secret city.

From time to time, the bald man asked Zhou Xing a sentence, with a kind attitude and looked only more than 20 years old, but Zhou Xing felt that he was talking to an old man. What the Jindan monk asked him was all about his own trivial matters, as if the elders were asking about the lives of his children. For each question, Zhou Xing thought about whether there was a problem, and then answered it cautiously.

No matter what he answered, the bald man seemed to believe it, always with that expression and always looking at him like that.

"His qualifications are ordinary, and there is nothing surprising about him. His personality is a little kind, but he is not in line with the current world of cultivation. Why did Wan Hai choose him as the inheritor? Let's see how this person's heart is. Although the bald man smiled, he sighed in his heart and sighed that his fallen brother seemed to have made a wrong decision.

This bald man is the person the bright moon fairy met on the top of the mountain of Wan Cangzong.

In the Dantian field of Zhou Xing, he felt the breath of his blood-connected brother, Wanhai. However, he naturally did not think that Wanhai had not fallen. Even his cultivation could not see through the wooden beads. However, like the bright moon fairy, he thought that Zhou Xing had received the inheritance of Qiyun Zhenren Wanhai.

At this time, from the crystal platform in the middle of the attic, suddenly there was a strong aura fluctuation. Even with the cultivation of the monks present, he couldn't help squinting slightly, and suddenly there was a trace of joy on most people's faces.

"The transaction has begun."

"I don't know what good things can be brought out in this secret market."

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A whisper came to Zhou Xing's ear, and his eyes flashed and he stared at the middle of the attic.

When young, the silver light gradually faded, as if shrinking back like a wave, forming a silver light, like a square platform made of moonlight, slowly rising from the middle of the attic.

At the same time, next to the silver square platform was a middle-aged man wearing a purple-gold brocade robe, a headbanded with a jade crown and a good-looking appearance. He smiled and was under the silver light, dazzling and eye-catching.

The middle-aged man stood next to the square platform, hugged his fists at the monks at the attic, and said loudly, "I'm Yan Kuan, I've met you Taoist friends. It's not a great honor for Yan Moutian to be the host of this secret market transaction. Welcome to come!"

"Master Yan is very kind!" In the attic on the first floor, many people huddled back.

"He actually presided over this transaction, and it seems that there is another magic weapon."

"If this person hosts, it seems that the magic weapon grade that appears in this trade fair will not be lower than the ordinary eight grades."

"I don't know what kind of performance weapon it will be."

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Several Jindan monks in the attic on the second floor also returned to Yan Kuan, and the two people sitting on the third floor were motionless.

Yan Kuan glanced around the attic and bowed slightly to the two people on the third floor. After a long time, he said loudly, "This secret market transaction is the same as before. First, you take out the treasures you want to sell or exchange, and then identify the authenticity, and then exchange them with everyone. You can also put forward what you need and exchange it with everyone here. Of course, at the end of the transaction, some treasures prepared by the secret market are directly exchanged for spiritual stones. Hey hey, tell everyone in advance that this time, after several months, Mr. Yan used countless rare treasures to make a magic weapon successfully.

"The magic weapon refined by Master Yan must be precious. Don't you know whether Master Yan's magic weapon is aggressive or defensive? On the first floor, a monk asked.

Yan Kuan smiled and said funnyly, "As for the attributes of the magic weapon, I believe it will not disappoint you." After saying this, he coughed softly, interrupted the other people's thoughts about asking, and said loudly, "Okay. Ladies and gentlemen, the transaction has officially begun. I don't know which Taoist friend will take the stage first?

The whole secret city was quiet for a moment.

"Let Zhao throw bricks to attract jade. Let's make a fool of yourself first." On the first floor, the figure of an old man in gray floated out. The man wore half a black mask on his face and could not see his appearance. He landed lightly on the stage and bowed his hand to Yan Kuan and said, "Master Yan."

Yan Kuan said with a smile, "Zhao Daoyou, please."

The old man in gray nodded, turned his hands, and took out a red stone, which was the size of a fist and had clear edges and corners. The old man introduced: "This is a fire stone, which can be refined into magic weapons and elixir. For treasures with fire attributes, it can increase the effect by more than half. Ordinary magic weapons can also have some fire-resistant effects.

After listening to his words, the practitioners present did not speak. This material is only ordinary and not enough to arouse everyone's interest. The old man in gray seemed to know this for a long time and handed the firestone to Yan Kuan, "Master Yan, please distinguish it."

Yan Kuan took the firestone, weighed it with his hands, rubbed it, and a faint silver light appeared in his eyes. After a moment, he exchanged it with a monk surnamed Zhao and said with a smile, "It's indeed a fire stone, which is no different from what Zhao Daoyou said. I don't know what Zhao Daoyou wants to exchange for this thing?

The old man surnamed Zhao seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Hong Sheng said, "Zhao wants to exchange the firestone for five medium-grade Ziyang Dan. Is there any Taoist friend willing to do it?" He looked at the first floor of the secret city. This kind of fiery stone would not be seen by the Jindan monk.

The monks at the first level are basically the late foundation-building and peak monks. When they hear the words, they all meditate and consider the gains and losses. Zhou Xing took a look at the firestone and was not interested. He was thinking about what to exchange for the Juling elixir, or some elixirs suitable for the foundation monks. The elixir sold in Danpu requires two materials and Lingshi. Some materials can't be bought anywhere at all. They have to be obtained by opportunity. It's too troublesome to get them in exchange.

For a long time, no one answered. There was a trace of disappointment in the eyes of the old man surnamed Zhao. The value of the material could not be fully determined, but to see whether the other party needed it. Obviously, there was no one present who needed Huoshanshi very much. He meditated for a while, took back the Huoshan stone and stored the magic weapon, and said, "Zhao needs Ziyang Dan above the middle grade. If any Taoist friend has it, please put forward the conditions."

While waiting, a sound came from a compartment in the first floor of the secret city: "I have Zhongpin Ziyang Dan. I can take out two grains. What are you going to exchange for?"

Hearing the words, the old man surnamed Zhao was overjoyed and opened his mouth to reply, but he used the art of voice transmission, and others could not know the content.

And the monk who spoke in the compartment obviously used the technique of voice transmission. The two communicated. Finally, the old man surnamed Zhao seemed to be a little hesitant. After a long time, he nodded deeply. With his hand raised, a bag flew towards the compartment. At the same time, a Dan bottle flew out of the compartment to the old man surnamed Zhao. The old man surnamed Zhao opened the cork and checked it, and the joy on his face was even stronger. For a moment, after the people in the compartment were also identified, the old man surnamed Zhao punched Yan Kuan, and then shook his body and returned to the compartment he had just been in.