Qi Tian also smiled helplessly.
He thought that he would have to move such a thing back, and he didn't know how many people would pay attention to it.
Moreover, it would be troublesome to bring such a thing to the Alchemist Alliance.
Qi Tian thought about it, and communicated his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness to the stone tablet at the same time.
The stone tablet suddenly disappeared.
Qi Tian only felt that when his hand touched the stone tablet just now, the bronze skull in his dantian suddenly burst out with fierce light, and then a strange aura instantly instilled along his dantian along the eight extraordinary meridians.
His hand swallowed up the stone tablet in just an instant Feng Suiying's pupils shrank, thinking that Qitian must have stored ancient magic weapons, and he must not be as simple as ordinary monks, but when he thought about it again, how could someone who could fall in love with him be so simple?
He smiled in relief.
During the subsequent auctions, Feng Suiying and Qi Tian commented on the items from time to time, but they did not auction anything more.
After the auction ended, the two of them stepped onto the teleportation array at the same time, and together with many monks, they stepped out of the teleportation array and left the Wanbao Pavilion.
Feng Suiying looked up and saw that it was midnight.
"I have gained something today.
The secret trade fair is about to begin.
I hope there will be some unexpected gains."
Qitian followed closely behind Feng Suiying.
The more he walked on this road, the more familiar he became, and he came directly to the shop selling secret techniques.
The old man on crutches seemed to have never seen Qi Tian before.
He watched Qi Tian following Feng Suiying.
He didn't say anything because Qi Tian was a Qi Condensation Stage monk.
He only seemed to give Feng Wu an extra look.
The old man silently gave Feng Suiying and Qi Tian a bamboo hat each and asked them to put them on, and then slowly walked behind the wooden frame.
I saw a hidden grid on the ground behind the wooden frame, like a mechanism in the mortal world.
The old man did not use any spiritual power.
He only knocked on the ground a few places with his crutch.
A row of wooden frames on the wall With a slight turn, a secret room inside was revealed.
I saw eight people sitting at a long table in the room, and these eight people were all wearing the same bamboo hat.
This bamboo hat isolates spiritual consciousness and can slightly change people's voices, just to ensure the transaction.
However, the probability of killing people and seizing treasures in this kind of transaction is much higher than that in an auction.
Qitian and Feng Suiying randomly found a place to sit down.
Almost everyone was still waiting, and it was quiet.
Qi Tian has further doubts about the identity of the old man with a cane.
In his opinion, the person who can host this secret trade meeting must have a higher level than everyone present, but it cannot exceed much.
Only those who are higher than everyone can have majesty.
Only if there are no more than a lot can the monks who come feel safe.
After waiting for another incense stick, five more people came in one after another.
The old man with a cane no longer went out, but sat on the only square chair in front of the long table.
"This time, everyone will still give me face.
Come on, old man."
It is my honor to host the secret meeting, so I won’t say much.
Everyone takes turns to bring out the magic weapon, and then propose what they want to trade.”
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the monk on his right waved his sleeve, and two items appeared: "Golden elixir level green snake gallbladder, and five-hundred-year-old cloud shadow grass, in exchange for elixirs that can quickly replenish spiritual power."
As soon as the monk finished speaking, the monk sitting next to him took out three objects and briefly introduced them, said what he wanted, and started talking one by one.
Feng Suiying smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and a black mist floated in front of him, "Ten foundation-building ghost mothers in exchange for a trace of high-level fire."
Qi Tian looked at the ten ghost mothers swimming like snakes in the black mist, and smiled slightly in his heart, just because the moment the ghost mother appeared, Feng Wu kept hearing voices coming over, saying that he was watching this ghost mother.
The food is very delicious, and it has plenty of fire.
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Qi Tian must take a picture of this ghost mother.
Feng Wu only felt that after seeing the ghost mother, he was unbearably hungry.
On the one hand, he was horrified to find that he seemed to have some strange love for ghosts, but on the other hand, he could not refuse the temptation that the ghost brought to him.
Qitian nodded, thinking in his heart that Fengwu should be the bloodline of divine beasts such as Golden Crow and Phoenix, but how could he be interested in ghosts?
Qitian knew that the inheritance of divine beasts was in the bloodline, and outsiders could not participate in it, and he was now Neither sight nor cultivation can judge higher-level things, so I had to do what Feng Wu said.
Qi Tian took the two small mung bean-sized flames that Feng Wu spit out from his mouth.
He didn't know what the name of Feng Wu's fire was, and he didn't know whether it was a high-level one, but Feng Wu swore by it, and he had seen this kind of fire.
The fire easily burned down a foundation-building monk, and he frowned and gritted his teeth, "Two grains of Samadhi True Fire in exchange for ten ghost mothers and bows and arrows."
Feng Suiying smiled slightly, and his position towards Qi Tian became three points higher.
As soon as this fire appeared outside the black hat, he felt that the pure Yang Fire breath was definitely a high-level fire, but he didn't listen.
I have mentioned the name of this "Samadhi True Fire".
Feng Suiying didn't know that the fire came from the bird on Qi Tian's shoulder.
He only knew that fire was rare and it was not easy for Qi Tian to have it.
In the closed secret room, all transaction processes were carried out in an orderly manner.
After everyone reported their belongings, the exchange began.
Qitian took the ghost mother from Feng Suiying and disappeared in Yiru's hands.
Feng Wu watched helplessly as the ghost mother entered Qitian's storage bag.
Apart from muttering angrily to herself, she didn't say or do anything more.
This old and cunning person naturally understood everything.
It depends on the occasion.
At this time, a big bow suddenly flew in front of Jiang Xing, "There are no arrows, but there is a bow.
I can't draw this bow, and I have never used it, but just one fire is not enough."
Qi Tian took the flying bow, stood up and pulled the bowstring.
As soon as he took the bow, he felt the weight, and a sense of vicissitudes of life permeated the bow.
However, there seemed to be many wormholes on the bow, and it was slightly decayed. meaning.
At this moment, Qi Tian directly used ten percent of his strength to pull the bow to a half-full position.
Qi Tian was shocked and kept a calm expression on his face.
You must know that that day at Wanbao Pavilion, he could pull the bow to a full moon in one go.
He put down the bow and said, "I want this bow."
"Then Ghost Mother, you need to give me two more."
The monk who brought the bow said.
Feng Suiying thought for a while, looked at the person who spoke, and thought to himself that this person must not refine the puppet, but this matter has nothing to do with him, so he only paid attention to the person twice, and then stopped paying more attention.
Qi Tian was startled, and after a moment he communicated with Feng Wu, who was also startled.
"No way, you little brat, don't even think about you eating and drinking from me, and now you want to eat and drink from me."
Fengwu was stubborn, thinking that he would scold this kid to let him know how hard he had worked, so he When the two fire seeds come out, it needs to rest for a while before it can feel comfortable.
Qi Tian knew that these two fire seeds were brought out by Feng Wu, and now it seemed more difficult to get something from Feng Wu than to reach the sky.
Feng Suiying only saw Qi Tian silent for a moment, but he did not take out the ghost mother.
Although he didn't know what happened, he turned his palm and gently threw the two foundation-building stage ghost mothers towards the monk.
Qitian hugged Feng Suiying slightly, feeling grateful but already remembering it in his heart.
The monk accepted the ghost mother, said nothing more, hugged his shoulders and waited.
At this time, everyone's transactions were similar, and those who had not completed the transaction also collected their belongings.
The old man on crutches smiled slightly at this time, "Everyone must know that I discovered an ancient monk's cave a few years ago.
For this reason, I was often hunted down by monks."
At this time, all the monks behaved differently, but they all had waves in their hearts.
Although some of them were already familiar with this matter, no one thought of doing anything rashly due to the old man's cultivation.
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However, at this moment, the old man himself said this matter.
No matter what his purpose was, it showed that the cave was still there. not fully obtained by this person "Now that so many years have passed, I haven't advanced much in my cultivation.
I have visited the cave many times, but there is nothing I can do."
The old man sighed and looked around at everyone before continuing, "Most of you and I can be considered As an acquaintance, I will no longer hide it.
This cave is so powerful that no monk below Yuanying can break it, but I have a method that can turn the attacks of the monks into one blow. " Qi Tian speculated in his heart, but he couldn't figure out the old man's purpose of revealing this news at this moment.
The old man had a calm look on his face, "I have decided to gather everyone's efforts to explore the secret place of this cave with me.
Are there any monks who are interested?"
Everyone was silent, and no one expressed their opinions.
They all waited for the old man to say something.
"Five years from now, I will be waiting here for fifteen monks in the foundation-building period," Crutch said, flicking his sleeves, and fifteen black metal tokens floated in front of the fifteen people in the room, "If you are interested, Then drop a drop of essence and blood into this token, which is regarded as a blood oath.
If you don't come after five years, or if you leak this matter, you will be killed by the blood oath."
After a moment of silence, monks one after another sprayed out a mouthful of blood that filled the metal token.
As soon as the blood mist appeared, a one-horned ghost suddenly appeared on the metal token and swallowed the blood mist directly.
This is a blood oath.
Anyone who violates a blood oath will usually suffer misfortune and die unexpectedly at the moment of violation.
Feng Suiying glanced at the ghost, with extreme contempt flashing in his eyes.
He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
A similar ghost appeared on the metal plate in front of him.
When this ghost appeared, it was swallowed up like those ghosts.
This blood, but the moment it felt the breath of this blood, the ghost actually trembled and let out a violent cry that could only be heard by Feng Suiying.
Feng Suiying ignored the ghost, stretched out his hand and patted the metal token.
It seemed to everyone that he had completed the blood oath.
Feng Suiying put the token into the storage bag.
Only he knew that.
How dare a ghost make a blood oath with him, let alone talk about backlash
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