Purgatory

Chapter 161
The first peak of Yuan Mang.

A series of wooden palaces are located in the center of the mountain.

Today is sunny and sunny, with warm wind blowing slowly, making people feel comfortable and just want to find a place at random to enjoy the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain.

Standing on the highest peak in Yuanmang, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains and small lands, overlook more beautiful peaks around you, and you can clearly see the mist curling up in the valleys and streams.

"Once every three years, I'm here again."

Han Ting smiled brightly, with great interest in her eyes.

Pang Jian silently looked around.

He saw that there were many futons for people to sit on the smooth and flat rocky ground on the top of the mountain.

In front of each futon, there is a wooden platform for displaying items.

Among the many wooden platforms and futons, there are dozens of wooden towers. On top of the several-foot-high wooden towers, there are women in white clothes who are loyal to Old Monster Cao.

After a cursory glance, Pang Jian found that there were hundreds of futons and wooden platforms scattered in a circle around the wooden palace.

Many casual cultivators who came up randomly found a futon, and after sitting down, they displayed the spiritual materials, precious crystals, pills, spells and utensils they planned to sell on the wooden platform.

The casual cultivators who planned to buy spiritual materials walked slowly in front of each wooden platform, their eyes wandering around erratically.

After paying attention, Pang Jian was secretly surprised.

——The identities of buyers and sellers of casual cultivators are not fixed.

Some casual cultivators originally wanted to buy spiritual materials, and after a while they didn't see anything they were interested in, they randomly found an empty futon to sit down on, and put the things they didn't need on the wooden platform for sale.

Also, a casual cultivator who was selling spiritual materials suddenly saw the spiritual materials he needed on the wooden platform in the distance, put away his things immediately, and took the initiative to ask the stall owner for the price.

Every casual cultivator, as well as children from aristocratic families, held a token with the word "mang" engraved in their hands.

Whenever a deal is finalized, both parties to the deal will notify the women in white clothes on the nearby wooden pagoda to each pay [-]% of the spirit stones.

The existence of the token, and the white-clothed woman on the wooden tower patrolling all parties, seem to be to ensure that the participants will not trade privately.

Pang Jian, who was not in a hurry to move, gradually noticed that there were no people from the Blood Moon and Yinling Temple, only casual cultivators and children of aristocratic families.

So he asked Han Ting in a low voice.

"It was like this for the first three days. This is because the value of the traded objects is not high, and even the internal trading field is not open."

Han Ting, who has participated many times, pointed to the buildings with wooden structures, and said, "Wait for the next three days, when we get to the trading field, the priceless things will gradually appear."

"On the last day, Old Monster Cao will take out the rare treasures he collected and let the buyers get them by drawing lots."

Pang Jian wondered, "Drawing lots? Isn't it the one with the highest price?"

"Well, it's just a lottery. The grand event held by Mr. Cao can attract so many casual cultivators and people from various schools and sects, because the rare treasures he presented at the end are not for the highest bidder, but for It's all down to luck."

Han Ting smiled sweetly.

Unaccustomed to bunting her hair with hairpins, she unnaturally brushed the broken hair around her ears, and continued:

"If it's true that the one with the highest price gets it, wouldn't it be that those rare treasures that are rare in the third world will always be obtained by those from Blood Moon, Fierce Sun Sect, and Galaxy Alliance?"

At this point, Han Ting showed a bit of respect: "Old Monster Cao is also a casual cultivator, so he gave the casual cultivator a chance. The price of the rare treasures he took out on the last day will be marked in advance, and those who want it will be drawn by lottery. When he arrived, he bought it at the price he set."

"The people from the five major sects and the dignitaries of the major families do not have the privilege to break the rules, and cannot forcibly purchase at high prices."

"He did this to allow casual cultivators to get the spiritual materials he urgently needs at a relatively low price."

Han Ting explained patiently.

"He is so kind, doesn't he plan to make money?"

Pang Jian was surprised.

"Through the previous six days, everyone's own transactions, he has earned enough spirit stones." Han Ting rolled his eyes at him, explaining his confusion: "It's because the strange treasures he took out on the last day are often of extremely high value, It seems very fair, and his three-year trading conference will make everyone crave for it."

"In the first six days, he took [-]% of every transaction, which has already made him a lot of money."

Han Ting looked at the wooden buildings with some envy, and said again: "Through the three-year trading conference, the spirit stones obtained by Mr. Cao are enough to meet his daily cultivation needs!"

After listening, Pang Jian nodded slightly, and then he and Han Ting went back and forth between the stalls.

During the period, he noticed a casual cultivator named Zhang Bin, who looked at him and Han Ting frequently with intriguing eyes.

Every time Zhang Bin looked over, Han Ting would get closer to him intentionally or unconsciously.

——It seems to be deliberately disgusting Zhang Bin in this way.

Soon, Pang Jian was at a stall and saw a casual repairman selling stones that released the sun's rays.

There is a mark on the top of the stone - Rijing Stone.

He immediately thought of the alien woman in the fifth realm, who was extremely eager for this kind of ore, so he stopped to take a closer look.

There are a total of seven Rijing Stones, with a total price of [-] spirit stones. There is a row of small characters below, describing the rarity and use of Rijing Stones.

Pang Jian didn't care about the purpose, and no matter how rare it was, he hesitated for a while, and expressed his desire to buy it to the stall owner sitting on the futon.

"Little brother is very knowledgeable."

The chunky stall owner stood up with a smile, and happily waved to the woman in white on the nearest wooden tower: "I've made a fortune here!"

Immediately, he pulled Pang Jian to the bottom of the woman in white, and handed over two hundred spirit stones.

The woman in white accepted it with a smile, and looked at Pang Jian again.

Pang Jian, who knew the rules, also took out [-] spirit stones. As a transaction, he first gave it to the woman in white on the wooden pagoda, and then took out [-] spirit stones, and exchanged them with the short and fat stall owner for [-] sun essence stones.

The stall owner who got the spirit stone closed the stall directly, changed from a seller to a buyer, and went to other stalls to buy the spirit materials he had long wanted.

He sold seven Sun Jing Stones in order to get two thousand spirit stones in exchange for the item he wanted.

"damn it!"

Pang Jian, who was paying attention to his movements, saw him suddenly stomping his feet and cursing: "How long has it been? Is the formula in my picture gone?"

At this time, Han Ting suddenly asked strangely: "What do you want the Rijing Stone for? It seems that only people from the Lieyang Sect have special needs for this kind of ore."

Pang Jian didn't answer, and continued to wander from booth to booth.

Not long after, he saw the lightning strike wood and golden obsidian stones needed by the foreign women of the fifth world, and he also bought them with the spirit stones in his hand.

In just one hour, the 20 spirit stones and [-] yuan spirit jade in his hand were exhausted.

In his storage bracelet, apart from the shock gun, copper box, lightning strike wood, gold obsidian and sun essence stone, there is only 13 Yuan Lingyu left.

Even if a piece of spirit jade can be exchanged for a hundred spirit stones, he only has 300 yuan of spirit stones left.

At this time, he saw someone selling Anshen Pill again.

A bottle of Anshen Dan contains ten pills, and the price tag is... three thousand spirit stones.

The Lingyu in his hand couldn't even buy a bottle of Anshen Pill, and that's not counting as old monster Cao's commission.

Standing in front of that booth, Pang Jian stopped still, and said after a while, "I remember, you said you would compensate me with spirit stones."

Han Ting, who originally came here to seek healing and detoxification medicine, had no special purpose and pursuit because her injury was getting better day by day. Hearing this, she was surprised and said, "You want the tranquilizing pill?"

Pang Jian nodded.

"Ok."

Han Ting snorted, and said to the stall owner who had been staring at her hot figure for a long time: "A bottle of Anshen Pill, I want it now!"

"Okay!"

The tall and thin stall owner hurriedly stood up and walked with her to the nearby wooden pagoda.

After each gave three hundred spirit stones, Han Ting took out ten times as many spirit stones, pocketed the bottle of Anshen Pill, and handed it to Pang Jian.

"Just here today."

As soon as he got the Anshen Pill, Pang Jian, who was shy in his pocket, was in no mood to hang around anymore.

"It's your first time attending a meeting, and you bought a few things quickly, and then it ended in a hurry?"

Han Ting was surprised.

She still remembers the first time she participated in the meeting, wandering around until dark, when the women in white spoke to drive her away, she left reluctantly.

She is very clear that the stall owners who are selling items today may not necessarily have all the things they put out.

There are also many wanderers who hold good things in their hands, and those people may take out eye-catching treasures at any moment when they sit down.

"My money is tight, and I don't have any spirit stones to buy when I see what I want."

Pang Jian said frankly.

Han Ting was stunned for a moment, thinking that the children of the upper world family, who doesn't have tens of thousands of spirit stones?
This guy, but only spent a few thousand spirit stones, is he already cash-strapped?

After hesitating for a while, Han Ting kindly said, "I can lend you some."

"No need."

Pang Jian shook his head.

"Well, you go back first, and I'll look around again."

Han Ting is not reluctant.

"Ah."

Pang Jian didn't intend to hang out with her, he left directly from the top of the mountain and walked along the stone steps to his cave.

The nineteenth floor, Dongfu No. 56.

After closing the stone gate, Pang Jian swallowed an Anshen Pill first, and then began to establish a bond with Fan Gu Zai.

Anti-Bone Boy's vision slowly appeared.

A ferocious beast covered in thick ice fell into a pool of its own blood, its blood showing a strange light blue color.

In the light blue blood, there are actually tiny ice crystals, shining like stars.

Anti-Bone Boy, at this moment, is crawling on the corpse of this huge beast, greedily drinking the blood of the cold beast.

The woman from the Celestial Clan with six pairs of pure white wings looked at it tenderly, and said softly: "I have wronged you for a while, you see that you have lost weight, and the advancement of your blood has stagnated. It's all my fault, I really Stupid, how could the giant dark anaconda eat grass..."

"Woooo!"

The anti-bone boy who was hungry and thirsty to swallow the blood of the beast felt as if something was stuck in his throat, and suddenly vomited crazily.

"Nijingshi! Lightning Strike Wood, Gold Obsidian!"

Yu Xin flapped her wings and screamed in surprise.

Pieces of ore that she desperately needed were spat out by Xiao Hei again, which made her both moved and guilty: "Xiao Hei, you are so kind to me, I don't even know how to repay you..."

"No! Wait! You can't bear the horn of the ice crystal beast!"

Yu Xin yelled violently.

As she was being moved, she suddenly found that after Xiao Hei had finished spitting out the ore, he rushed to the horn of the ice crystal beast and swallowed the horn that had been cut off by her in one gulp.

"This ice crystal beast is a level [-] ferocious beast, and its horn is extremely cold and sharp. It will pierce your internal organs!"

She frantically tried to stop it.

however.

Under someone's instructions, the giant dark anaconda swallowed the unicorn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast in one gulp, and immediately sent the unicorn from the fifth realm to the 56 caves in the third realm.

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(End of this chapter)