Retrograde fairy way

"This fellow Taoist, do you know if there are any third-order spirit pills?" Du Ruifeng, the four fake pill monks guarding the venue, couldn't help but come forward to ask at this time, with hope flashing across their eyes.

"I don't know which kind you need?" the man in black thought for a while.

A gleam of horror flashed in the eyes of the monks, what is the origin of this black-robed man, and why there are so many pills, even the third-order pills can be taken out one after another?

"Xuanjin Zhuanyuan Pill!" Du Ruifeng said with a trace of excitement on his old face.

This elixir is what monks of the golden system of kung fu need. Judging from their fake alchemy level, it is obvious that they intend to use it to attack alchemy.

Even though it is not as precious as the extremely precious Juyuan Golden Pill, for the fake pill monks, being able to find high-level pills for use in breaking through can also bring a little help.

Hearing this, the man in black slowly closed his eyes and fell silent for a while.

Seeing this, everyone didn't dare to disturb him. He was obviously using his spiritual sense to check whether there was such a pill in the storage bag.

Not long after, the man in black slowly raised his head and said, "There are such pills, but not many, only three!"

"Okay, okay, I don't know what refining material you plan to exchange for, as long as I have it, I will definitely give it to you!" Du Ruifeng said excitedly, with a happy face.

"It doesn't need to be like this, as long as the materials are refined at the same level!" the man in black shook his head.

"Okay!" Without any hesitation, Du Ruifeng took out several jade boxes with talisman seals from the storage bag one after another, put them on the auction stage, and said, "Please have a look, Fellow Daoist!"

The man in black was not polite either, and immediately tore off the talisman from one of the jade boxes, and opened the box to check.

All the monks hurriedly looked up, this is a third-tier treasure, which is rare for them.

"Transform into black gold and iron!"

"Fusing Yuan Bone Gold!"

"Molin Purple Stone!"

Every time the man in black opened a jade box, someone with knowledge in the field let out an exclamation, obviously these refined materials were not ordinary things.

"Old Du, why did you take out all the refining materials that are going to be used to refine the natal magic weapon?" Wu Zhicheng watched clearly from the side, his white eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't help but stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe!" Du Ruifeng laughed at himself, and said with a bitter face: "I have been cultivating so far, and I have been fighting for that chance. If I can't even see the hope of Lian Dan, what is the use of these treasures?"

"This..." Hearing this, Wu Zhicheng nodded slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"This is the Xuanjin Zhuanyuan Pill, please take a look at it!" the black-robed man inspected the refining materials, took out a jade bottle and put it on the auction stage.

Du Ruifeng quickly picked it up, uncorked the bottle, smelled it carefully, and tested it with his spiritual sense, he immediately showed excitement, put it in the storage bag, and sent it to the man in black He bowed and said, "Thank you fellow Taoist!"

"No problem, fair deal!" The man in black waved his hand slightly.

Seeing that the black-robed man actually took out the third-tier elixir again, the few fake elixir monks present couldn't sit still immediately, and hurriedly left their seats and walked towards the auction stage.

For a moment, the venue became a little chaotic, as if this trade fair was only held for people in black robes.

Seeing this situation, although Mr. Songmu was deeply moved, he could only get up and said loudly: "Fellow daoists, wait a moment. If this fellow daoist still has the pill, he will naturally come up with a deal. Please come in order." !"

The fake elixir monks present hesitated for a while when they heard the words, they were all afraid that there would be no third-tier elixir if the transaction was late.

This kind of opportunity will not be available for decades or even hundreds of years, unless they are willing to spend a lot of money to go to the auction house or even buy it from the sect.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the black-robed man thought for a while, and raised his voice: "Fellow Taoists, although there are not many third-order pills here, they are enough to trade with you, but only for refining materials. The material is given priority to pills!"

Although everyone was shocked when they heard the words, they were relieved when they knew that they would not return empty-handed. They all bowed their hands to the man in black and walked back to their seats.

"This fellow Taoist, please continue!" Mr. Songmu nodded to the man in black.

The man in black bowed his hands, then took out several bottles of pills again and said, "Three each of Chiyan Zhuanyuan Pill, Qingmu Zhuanyuan Pill, and Frozen Breath Zhuanyuan Pill! Fellow Taoists who need it can bid!"

The few fake alchemy monks looked at the jade bottle with bright eyes, and when they noticed that a few foundation building monks moved forward intentionally, the cold light flashed immediately, and they suppressed them.

A fake alchemy cultivator nodded slightly at them, and then went forward to trade a bottle of green wood Zhuanyuan pill with the black-robed man. Apparently, the few people had sent voice transmissions with their spiritual senses, intending to round up the pills, and they did so according to their own skills. In exchange for pills.

As a result, the rest of the people did not have any objections, and the three bottles of pills were quickly exchanged.

Then, the black-robed man took out several bottles of pills again, which were still panacea pills that could speed up the cultivation of various departments, and took out second-order pills from time to time, which made the group of foundation-builder monks grab it with great joy.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, there are several kinds of third-level refining materials here. I wonder if there is any Haotu Zhuanyuan Pill?" The last fake Dan cultivator walked up and asked with a smile.

"Yes!" the man in black asked and nodded, then took out a bottle of elixir and placed it on the auction stage.

The old man's eyes were happy, he took out several jade boxes from the storage bag, put them on the auction table casually, and then grabbed the jade bottle.

The man in black didn't care, so he went to check the treasures in the jade box, but when he opened the jade box and took a look, he immediately asked coldly, "What do you mean, fellow daoist?"

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist has collected so many refining materials, so I don't really care much about it. The old man's third-level refining materials are gone, and these second-level refining materials are right to treat this transaction as completed. When we meet next time, I will definitely treat them as treasures." Here you go!" The old man smiled nonchalantly, and put the jade bottle away with his palms turned.

When the people present heard the words, they immediately understood that the old man didn't want to exchange for the spirit pills, and he was clearly planning to use low-level treasures to make up for it by virtue of his cultivation.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Mr. Songmu and the others to see how they planned to deal with it.

The man in black didn't seem to be in a hurry, he also turned to look at them.

Mr. Songmu's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Daoist Jiang Yangping, what do you mean?"

The other four fake alchemy monks also stood up and looked at Jiang Yangping with unfriendly expressions.

"Hehe, this old man is trading with this fellow Taoist!" Jiang Yangping's beard trembled, and he didn't feel nervous at all because of the attention of the five fake alchemy monks.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist is determined to make trouble!" Mr. Songmu said with a cold expression.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Song is serious, making trouble is not counted, it's just that the old man's time is running out, and he just wants to fight again!" Jiang Yangping said with a slight smile.

"You..." Mr. Song Mu's tone faltered, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his complexion became even more ugly.

The expressions of the other four elders also fluctuated.

But they understand the meaning of their words.

With his cultivation in the false alchemy realm, as he said, time is running out like him, if someone dares to stop him, he must fight to the death.

Even though the five fake alchemy cultivators could surround and kill him, there is no guarantee that he will not drag one or two people to the underworld together, which they are unwilling to do.

"Hey!" Jiang Yangping smiled, and glanced around the crowd indifferently, with indescribable pride and arrogance on his face.

But just as he turned around, the man in black behind him waved his left hand violently, and saw a green glow shoot out from his cuff, and shot straight into his lower back.

Before Jiang Yangping could react, the blue light flashed on his left hand, and he chased after the green light and stretched it out.

"Uh..." Jiang Yang's complacent look froze, his eyes looked down in disbelief, and he saw a small hole appearing in his dantian, as if thinking of something, his expression immediately turned ferocious.

But before he detonated the fake pill, he saw a palm passing through his abdomen, holding a yellow fake pill inside, he felt a pain in his head, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"magic weapon!"

A sharp-eyed monk saw a flash of green light, penetrating from Jiang Yangping's abdomen, and when the stream of light turned around, it was a crystal clear green knife, which disappeared into the sleeve of the man in black.

But the other monks were horrified that the black-robed man dared to directly hold his fake pill in his hand, just when everyone was about to dodge, they saw the black-robed man flipped his wrist, took out a jade box, and put Its fake pills are in full bloom.

The five of Song Mugong's faces twitched, and fear appeared in their eyes.

Although the previous actions of the black-robed man were suspected of a sneak attack, whether it was the green knife-shaped magic weapon or the subsequent action of grabbing the fake pill, it was enough to show that the opponent had the strength to kill the fake pill monk.

What's more, Jiang Yangping, as an old-fashioned fake alchemy monk, would not have one or two protective treasures, but seeing that the green knife was not even hindered at all, he knew that its sharpness was far beyond everyone's imagination.

The black-robed man seemed to have done a very random thing, and the blue-green light flashed on his hand, sweeping away the blood.

Looking at Jiang Yangping, who was dying on the ground, he waved a burst of vitality and turned it into fly ash. The storage bag flew into his hand, took out the previous elixir, and put the storage bag into his arms.

"I don't know which fellow daoist is willing to exchange this vast land to Yuan Dan?" the black-robed man said Yiran, scanning the next circle of the field.

Everyone couldn't help but hesitate when they heard the words, but they realized it in an instant. At this time, the third-order earth-type panacea may fall into their hands without the fake alchemy cultivators vying for it.

Immediately, several monks got up and took out their own treasures and went forward to exchange them.

But more of it is hopeful and sighing, not in line with the elixirs I use.

Not long after, the black-robed man took out a few bottles of pills again, and after exchanging the refining materials, he bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you fellow daoists for your support, I'm here for now, if I have a chance in the future, I will come here again to participate in the transaction of!"

Saying that, he bowed to Mr. Songmu and the others, then flung his sleeves and robes, and strode out of the hall.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, those who got the pills showed joy, while those who didn't got a little hesitation, and the expressions of many monks changed for a while, and dozens of people got up and went out.

Those people with hesitant faces immediately got up and followed after seeing this.

As for Mr. Songmu and others who organized the trade fair, seeing that the trade fair had been stopped, their expressions were slightly hesitant and changed, but in the end they did not stop everyone.

You know, there are so many foundation-building cultivators who cannot be stopped by a few of them. After all, public anger cannot be appeased.

But when they chased out of the manor, they only saw a blue ray of light piercing the sky and going away, and they couldn't catch up for a while.

A large number of monks showed regret, but there were also a dozen people who were unwilling to sacrifice their spiritual weapons and chased in the direction where the blue light left.