Wuhuang is above

Chapter 210 The value of this trade will come

Learning from the previous man's lesson, this cultivator did not take chances. Knowing that Feng Qingyu was interested in swords, he also took out a high-grade long sword, and named it only for the thousand-year-old star grass.

Naihe seemed to realize that the price was too high before, but this time Feng Qingyu still showed the slightest intention to buy it.

And those who were interested in this sword couldn't bring out the thousand-year-old star grass, so the cultivator had to put away the long sword and leave the booth with regret on his face.

Feng Qingyu didn't speak about several treasures one after another, and everyone gradually forgot about the Sui Xingcao.

However, when a cultivator took out a thin mask with cicada wings, the atmosphere of the trade fair was once again pushed to a climax!
"My mask is made of the inner alchemy of the Thousand Illusory Fox Demon. Wearing this mask, you can change your appearance, shape, and breath at will. Even a strong man who has reached the Mahayana level can only see that you are wearing it. Mask, and no one can see the real face behind the mask!"

These words were like a flame ignited in Feng Qingyu's heart.

If she had such a treasure in her hand back then, she would not be shy by those people when she participated in the auction, so that she would be humbled to buy something.

Thinking of what happened at the previous auction, Feng Qingyu felt furious.

Few people knew about the things I did, so why did the whole city know about them afterwards?
For nothing else, even for peace in the future, she must get the phantom fox mask.

"I don't know what you want to change this mask for?"

Before the cultivator finished explaining, Feng Qingyu had already started to inquire.

Seeing that it was her who made the inquiry, the cultivator's eyes lit up.

"If fellow Taoists want it, all they need is the 3000-year-old Star Grass plus 30 high-grade spirit stones, how about it?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Qingyu immediately took out the spirit grass and threw it to the booth: "Please, shopkeeper Cheng, transfer 30 spirit stones from my card to this fellow Taoist."

Seeing Feng Qingyu make a move, the cultivators knew that they had lost the qualification to compete for the phantom fox mask, but at the same time, they were secretly fighting each other.

It seems that it's not that the female cultivator is not interested in treasures, but that the treasures that those people brought out before are too low-grade and they didn't pay attention to them!

The transaction went quickly, and when the phantom fox mask was delivered to Feng Qingyu, some cultivators couldn't wait to come to the booth, and took out the best treasure in their hands and began to display it.

But after taking away the phantom fox mask, Feng Qingyu didn't make any moves, just sat on the seat and half-closed her eyes, as if she wasn't interested in these treasures.

"How about this one? This baby is very suitable for your attributes, and the refined essence is more suitable for you to absorb. Why don't we buy this thing?"

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness space, Feng Qingyu passed her idea to Xiaodao, but Xiaodao rejected her kindness again.

"Forget it, treasures of this level are useless to me, you'd better save yourselves, I will remind you if you meet a suitable one, don't bother me again."

Well, with good intentions, I wanted to find some treasures to refine the essence and liquid for Xiaodao to absorb, but that guy didn't like these things, so Feng Qingyu had to give up.

The transaction was in full swing. Except for the two before, basically every monk came to the stage, and none of them went back empty-handed.

Everyone is working hard for their favorite treasures, only Feng Qingyu, and the old bird on her shoulder, each of them is very calm, and seems to disdain the treasures that these cultivators have brought out glance.

This situation lasted for most of the time, until a cultivator came onto the stage with a dusty stone, Feng Qingyu's slightly narrowed eyes opened again.

"I got this treasure by accident. The grade is unknown and its function is unknown, but one thing is certain, the flame can change the color of this stone."

As he said that, the cultivator used a fireball technique.

Under the calcination of the fireball technique, the stone really changed its color, and there seemed to be a flame burning inside it.

"Second Xu, how many times have you brought this broken stone? No one is willing to exchange it with you, so why do you take up the quota? If you don't have good things, you should step down as soon as possible, so as not to waste everyone's time!"

"Yeah, old Xu, you don't get tired of holding it, and we're getting tired of watching it! You should move quickly so that the next fellow daoist can play!"

Questioning voices, urging voices, all kinds of voices came and went, but the cultivator named Xu Lao Er ignored the crowd at all, and still showed his treasure without haste.

But under the booth, Feng Qingyu's heart was beating wildly, her cold eyes fell on the stone, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

Originally, she was thinking of leaving as soon as possible after the trade fair was over, but after the appearance of this stone, Feng Qingyu could no longer calm down.

The moment the stone appeared, not only her, but also the old bird on her shoulders, and even all the people who practiced fire attribute skills in the field were like them.

The moment this strange stone appeared, the baby fire in his body began to be out of control, and he couldn't help but want to leave the body.

If they hadn't forcibly suppressed them with cultivation bases, they might have already begun to make a fool of themselves.

Although Feng Qingyu and Lao Niao performed better than them, the flames in their bodies were still stirring.

Integrating with Jin Yan's origin, Feng Qingyu could clearly feel Jin Yan's desire for that piece of gray stone.

"You stone, what are you going to trade for?"

Before Feng Qingyu could speak, someone had already started making inquiries.

Feng Qingyu only glanced at the man and could tell that the other party was a fire attribute spiritual root cultivator, and the exercises he practiced were also related to flames.

"Old rules, [-] top-grade spirit stones, or one heaven-level attack magic weapon!"

As soon as the price was announced, the cultivator who asked the question stopped immediately, while the other cultivators around laughed again!

"Xu Lao Er, Xu Lao Er, you really dare to speak!"

"Ten thousand top-quality spirit stones? You might as well go outside and grab them, maybe you can really rob [-] top-quality spirit stones!"

Hahahahaha.
"I want your stone."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the faces of Zhongxiu were full of disbelief.

They even began to wonder if there was something wrong with their ears, and why someone actually offered such a price to buy a broken stone.

Is it because I am blind?Is that stone really a rare treasure? ?

Just as the thought crossed his mind, Feng Qingyu had already taken out the Purple Gold King Card over there.

When everyone saw the color of her card, Qiqi gasped!
"Purple Gold King Card!!"

Now, not only were the cultivators unable to calm down, but even the storekeeper Cheng could no longer maintain his previous calm attitude. Qing Yu began to apologize.

"I knew that Xiaoyou was not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect to have such a background. If you had revealed this Zijin King Card earlier, who in the entire Tongtian Chamber of Commerce would dare to make things difficult for Xiaoyou?"

The shopkeeper Cheng apologized to Feng Qingyu with a haha, but Feng Qingyu always discussed the matter on the spot, and basically settled the grievances on the spot, and would not take it at ease at all.

(End of this chapter)