Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

As the transaction unfolded step by step, a man stood up without waiting for Master Tianjing to call him.

"What I took out this time was Star Steel Sand..."

One by one, the Nascent Soul cultivators stepped forward to take out their own things and exchange them.

When one reaches the Nascent Soul stage, everything that is taken out is extremely rare.

It is far from comparable to what is sold in the market.

However, although each cultivator's treasure is extremely rare, not everyone can successfully trade them.

There are also some monks who seek things that are too rare.

None of the monks present met the requirements.

Soon, it was the Fire Dragon Boy's turn.

What he took out was a three-colored exotic flower the size of a bowl, which was the material for a face.

Although it is not as good as the Red Jingzhi, it is also a rare item.

What he wanted to exchange was the material of "Poison Talisman Wood", which none of the monks present possessed.

In the end, I had to return disappointed.

As for Lu Luo, he used the juice of a magical herb to exchange for a magical sword that had not yet recognized its owner.

Soon, it was the turn of Wang Lin, Han Li and the other two to trade.

Wang Lin has a lot of good things in his hands, and if he picks up a few of them, it will surely cause people to scramble for them.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Lin quickly walked forward and came to the table.

He patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand.

"call out!"

Followed by a crisp sound of breaking through the air.

A pale white jade box appeared in his hand.

"There is a seventh-level demon pill in here. I want to exchange it for a demon beast cub with the blood of the Ice True Dragon, or the whereabouts of the demon beast!"

The bloodline of the True Ice Dragon that one possesses needs to be enhanced using the Dragon Transformation Technique.

Therefore, it is extremely important for me to find a pet like the Six-Winged Frost Centipede, which is a true ice dragon spirit pet.

"Level 7 Demon Pill!!!"

The jade box in Wang Lin's hand immediately attracted the attention of the Nascent Soul cultivators present.

After all, in the south of Tiannan, level seven monsters are very rare, and this level seven monster pill naturally makes the cultivators present very coveted.

"This is a seventh-level demon pill, it's really extraordinary."

"But this spiritual beast with the blood of the Ice Dragon is also very rare!"

……

Listening to the conversation of the crowd, Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly. He put his hands behind his back and looked quietly at the more than 20 Nascent Soul cultivators present.

In the hope that some monks can provide useful information.

After a silence that lasted for half a cup of tea.

A female cultivator in a red dress stood up, took lotus steps forward, and handed over a light red jade slip.

Looking at the silent female cultivator, Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, but without hesitation, he took the jade slip and placed it between his eyebrows.

As his spiritual consciousness poured into the jade slip, a hint of joy flashed in Wang Lin’s eyes.

"make a deal!"

As Wang Lin finished speaking, all the cultivators present were surprised and looked at the brocade box on the table with envy.

It was so easy to obtain a seventh-level demon pill, which made others envious.

Wang Lin squeezed the jade slip in his hand, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

In Wang Lin’s mind, the stream in the jade slip is far more valuable than a level seven demon pill.

Wang Lin returned to his seat and looked at Han Li beside him.

Han Li nodded slightly, then quickly stepped forward, holding up two white jade slips and placed them on the table.

"call out!"

Han Li waved his sleeves and a breeze blew past.

The brocade box opened with a sound.

Two emerald green spiritual herbs appeared before everyone's eyes.

There was a surge of spiritual energy emanating from the spiritual herb, which was obviously a spiritual herb of high age.

"These are two three-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, which are only used to exchange for one piece of Geng Essence. If you cannot provide the Geng Essence in person, providing information on the whereabouts of Geng Essence will also be an equivalent exchange."

"Geng Jing?"

As soon as Han Li said this, all the cultivators around him looked strange.

Although these thousand-year-old spiritual herbs are quite precious, they are far from the value of Geng Essence.

If an exchange were to take place, it would probably only yield a bean-sized amount of Geng essence. But what use would such a small amount of Geng essence be?
However, if it was just to exchange the information about Geng Jing, then using these thousand-year-old spiritual herbs as a trade seemed too generous.

After all, as everyone present knew, there is a world of difference between information and actual acquisition.

Even though information such as natural treasures and ancient monks' ruins are known to everyone, the places where they are located are often remote and rarely visited by people.

Or it is a dangerous place full of dangers, which even a monk with the ability to know everything would find difficult to set foot in.

The most typical example is the Demon Valley in the central part of Tiannan Continent, which is said to be an ancient battlefield.

It is said that in the ancient times, many ancient powerful magic cultivators set up strange formations and restrictions here, and for some unknown reason they killed each other.

In the end, because the divine power was too powerful, it even tore tiny cracks in space, causing the spatial structure of the entire valley to become extremely unstable.

The death of ancient monks, the disorder of space, and the remnants of ancient prohibitions have made this ancient battlefield full of hidden dangers, making the Demon Valley an extremely dangerous place.

Over the years, countless monks who boasted of their great supernatural powers have gone there to look for the relics and techniques contained therein, but no one has ever returned alive.

The number of high-level monks who died in this valley, even if there were not a thousand, must be at least eight hundred.

The various rare and precious things they carried with them were also scattered in the valley.

In the past ten thousand years, no cultivator dared to take the risk and the Demon Valley has therefore firmly established itself as the most dangerous place in southern China.

In the end, all the cultivators in the entire Tiannan Continent knew that there were many treasures in the Demon Valley, but they could only sigh in despair, and no one dared to go there to die.

"It seems that Han Li wants to mix Geng essence into the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword to increase its sharpness."

Looking at Han Li, Wang Lin touched his chin and muttered something in his heart.

But Han Li doesn't have the golden thunder bamboo.

I don't know what spiritual materials were used to make the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

Gengjing shouldn't pose too many hidden dangers.

The cultivators present looked at Han Li, but no one took the initiative to ask through voice transmission.

Seeing this, Han Li felt slightly disappointed.

However, he was really frustrated that there were so many Nascent Soul cultivators here and they knew nothing about Geng Jing.

He sighed secretly, glanced casually at the monks around him, and frowned inadvertently.

A strange look flashed across his face, but he finally sat down without hesitation.

As Han Li sat down, Nangong Wan walked to the stage with her beautiful eyes moving.

With a flick of her jade hand, a scarlet spiritual iron flew out from the storage bag.

The spiritual iron is extremely scarlet, emitting surging fire power.

"Suzaku Stone!" Nangong Wan's lips moved slightly, holding the Suzaku Stone in both hands, looking at everyone, and said:

"It is a spiritual ore for making fire magic weapons. If it is made with Suzaku Stone, it can increase the power of the magic weapon by 10%."

Listening to Nangong Wan's explanation, the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivators present moved slightly.

Several monks who practiced fire-related techniques could not help but stare at the Vermillion Bird Stone.

But I became interested in this material.

Finally, a thin monk in black walked onto the stage and exchanged Nangong Wan's Vermillion Bird Stone for a magical sword.

Half an hour passed like this.

The last monk also completed the exchange of items he needed.

Master Tianjing returned to the center of the venue again and said with a smile:

"My fellow Taoists, it looks like most of you have already exchanged the items you need."

"Those who haven't exchanged yet don't need to worry about it. After all, the Yuanying Daoists who came to Zhuitian City this time are only a minority."

"There will be many opportunities in the future. Tianjing will hold larger exchange fairs. I hope you will continue to participate."

"However, before that, I have a few items here that I hope to exchange with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands flashed with white light, and he instantly took out seven or eight items from the storage bag. These items instantly occupied the table in front of him.

After seeing the items on the table, the other monks were all shocked and surprised.

There were seven or eight puppet monsters of different sizes and shapes displayed on the table, including a white wolf, a green python, and a creature that looked like a red bull.

These puppets appear to be dead objects on the surface, but they exude amazing spiritual power.

Their strength seemed to have reached the level of the early stage of Jindan, however, they were not the type recorded in the Puppet Sutra that he studied.

This made Han Li full of doubts. Could it be that this person was also a cultivator from the Qianzhu Sect?

But doesn’t the Qianzhu Sect have any cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage?
Or is this person practicing some other type of puppetry?

Han Li's thoughts raced as he carefully observed these puppets again, hoping to find some clues from them.

However, before he could see anything, the fat man from the Hehuan Sect across from him had already started talking with a smile:

"Hey! Fellow Daoist Tianjing, when did you start practicing puppetry?"

"Are you planning to give up the 'Crystal Light Kung Fu' you were practicing before? If so, I really admire you very much!"

Tian Jing Zhenren responded with a smile:
"Brother Daoist, you are joking. With my old bones, how can I change any martial arts? These puppets were found by me and a few Taoist friends in an ancient ruins not long ago."

"Now that I am short of money, I can only use them to exchange for some of the things I need."

"Although this thing is not very powerful for us, it is still quite effective in certain special occasions."

Another monk who looked elderly stroked his beard and said:

"Oh, I am quite interested in these puppets. If I give them to my apprentice, it would be a good choice to save his life."

"I wonder what Master Tianjing intends to exchange for it?"

Master Tianjing explained in a calm tone that what he was using for exchange was an extremely rare special item called "Soul Stone" in ancient times.

He made it clear that only one Soul Stone was needed in exchange for one of the Puppet Beasts he had.

These puppet beasts were all made by ancient monks themselves, and their craftsmanship is so exquisite that it is rare in the world.

This statement aroused doubts among the monks present, as they obviously knew very little about this substance called "Soul Stone".

Master Tianjing seemed to have anticipated this, and immediately took out a thumb-sized emerald green crystal from his storage bag.

At first glance, this crystal looks like a wood-attributed spiritual stone, but when the monks use their spiritual sense to explore it.

However, he discovered that what it emitted was not the spiritual energy of wood, but an extremely cold and indescribable fluctuation.

"This thing is quite strange. It seems to contain some kind of ghost power, but its purity is far beyond the ordinary ghost power."

A demon monk who was surrounded by black aura raised a question about this.

Master Tianjing frankly stated that he had no idea what kind of substance was contained inside the crystal.

But what is certain is that it is definitely not ordinary soul energy, otherwise he would never exchange it for the puppet beast.

His answer was straightforward, and the demon monk did not ask any further questions.

Looking at the soul stone in Tianjing Zhenren's hand, a smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips.

Finally it was this person's turn to trade.

He has mastered an ancient method of making puppets.

The puppet made with this method can reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Wang Lin did not speak in a hurry, but waited quietly with composure.

Soul Stones only appear rare when no one has them.

In order to get greater benefits.

This kind of "Soul Stone" was apparently little known to the public. After a period of silence, only one cultivator hesitantly took out a piece and exchanged it for a puppet beast.

Master Tianjing asked several more times and saw that no one took any action. Although he was mentally prepared for this, he still felt a little disappointed.

Just as he was about to put away the remaining puppet beasts, another person suddenly stood up and walked towards him.

This made Tianjing Zhenren excited. He looked at the newcomer with a hint of surprise and asked, "Fellow Daoist, do you also have a soul stone?"

It was Wang Lin who walked closer. He silently turned over his palm, and a emerald green crystal suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, this crystal was about the size of an egg, and it exuded an icy aura that was almost visible to the naked eye. Its intensity far exceeded the crystal that the Taoist had shown before.

Master Tianjing was slightly surprised at first, but then a strong sense of joy surged in his heart.

But a happy smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and he said:
"This soul stone of yours is so big, it is really a rare item."

"How about this, among these puppets, you can pick two at will as exchange."

"I will never let you suffer any loss."

"Two?"

Wang Lin sneered and chuckled, “This soul stone of mine is more than enough to exchange for all of your puppets!”

"If you don't want to exchange, then I'll leave now!"

There was no room for bargaining in Wang Lin's words.

This made Tianjing Zhenren stunned.

He looked at Wang Lin, and his mind moved slightly: "Looking at this man's appearance, he seems to know something about soul stones. Could it be that he has other soul stones on him?"

Thinking of this, Master Tianjing smiled and said quickly: "In that case, let's make a deal!"

Wang Lin nodded slightly, handed over the soul stone, and then waved his sleeves.

The six puppets were put into the storage bag.

Then he turned around and heard the words of Master Tianjing.

"Done!"

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, everything was under control.

Afterwards, Master Tianjing announced the end of the exchange meeting. Many cultivators went downstairs and left. Han Li and the other three also left Jinglong Pavilion.

Han Li and the other two did not say a word when they left the attic.

They were obviously shocked by Wang Lin's move.

Whether it is the demon pill or the soul stone that can be exchanged for six puppets, they are all extremely rare items.

Han Li naturally knew the mystery of Senior Brother Wang.

The Fire Dragon Boy Lu Luo and the other two were wary of Wang Lin. (End of this chapter)