Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Haha, it turns out to be Mr. Meng. As long as anyone can provide information, Wu is willing to use a two-thousand-year-old "Emperor Blood Ganoderma" or "Vitality Sanhuacao" as reward. Of course, the premise is that the information must be accurate, otherwise I But I won’t give it.”

The speaker was an old man with a sallow complexion and a short stature with a hunchback. When Wu Fan saw this person, he immediately said with a smile on his face, not daring to look down upon him, because this person was one of the middle-stage Nascent Soul monks.

When he came here, Wu Fan had done some homework and found out that this person's name was Meng Hentian, everyone called him Meng Lao, and his strength was pretty good, on the same level as his uncle.

But as soon as Wu Fan finished speaking, everyone below couldn't help but look surprised, and some people's eyes became lively, obviously having some bad intentions.

"Hey...! These two elixirs are both life-enhancing things. Fellow Daoist Wu is really generous in taking action. I just don't know how to make you believe the news we tell you?"

A trace of surprise also flashed in Mr. Meng's eyes, and he asked in surprise.

"It's very simple. Just swear to heaven in front of me. You are all pursuing the immortal way, so you will not joke about your future."

Wu Fan smiled slightly and said almost without thinking.

But his words caused the expressions of everyone present to darken. Some people who had previously wanted to fish in troubled waters shook their heads and smiled bitterly. After all, everyone has experienced the terrifying inner demon tribulation, and they really don't want to die because of a piece of material. Regarding future destiny, swearing to the way of heaven is no joke. If one mistake is not made well, it is a trivial matter that the cultivation level cannot be improved. If you lose your life because of this, it will not be worthwhile.

"Well, okay! After the exchange meeting is over, Fellow Daoist Wu will stay for now."

Mr. Meng did not show any surprise. He nodded indifferently and closed his eyes.

Wu Fan felt happy when he heard this. After taking a closer look at this person, he looked away.

However, at this moment, a voice quietly penetrated into his ears, but the person who conveyed the voice was not Mr. Meng, but someone else.

Although Wu Fan had no expression on his face when he heard the words, he felt happy again. He didn't look where the voice came from and just nodded slightly.

"Is there any fellow Taoist who wants to exchange? If not, Wu will go down."

Wu Fan glanced at everyone and asked again.

But after waiting for a while, he found that no one spoke, so he walked away angrily.

This kind of result was also expected by him, but fortunately, he didn't get nothing, at least he was expected to get material information.

When he sat back on the chair, people nearby sent him congratulations.

Wu Fan was also very happy at this moment. After all, he had gained a lot today.

In the following time, the last two people left came forward one after another. As a result, one person was lucky and got what he needed in exchange, while the other person returned disappointed.

Everyone thought that today's exchange meeting would end here, but unexpectedly, Xia Houjian also stepped forward.

"I killed an enemy leader a few years ago and got a flying treasure called "Cloud Shuttle". Although this treasure is not an ancient spiritual weapon, it is considered the best among ancient treasures. It can fly at full speed. The escape skills are not inferior to those of early Yuanying monks, which is very rare.”

"You all also know that I am proficient in escape techniques. This treasure is almost useless to me, so I want to exchange it for something. As long as anyone can come up with a three-thousand-year-old "quiet soul grass" or a "green baby fruit" , who will own this treasure?"

As soon as Xia Houjian stepped forward, he faced everyone and said coldly.

So he took out something from his hands, threw it into the sky above his head, and stood motionless.

When everyone saw this, they quickly looked up and saw that it was a three-inch-sized thing with two pointed ends, like a shuttle. The whole body was covered with white light, and the aura was extremely compelling. It was not an ordinary thing at first glance.

At this time, Wu Fan also turned his attention and found that this treasure was actually one level higher than his Gale Boat. It was indeed a rare item.

However, after taking one look, he withdrew his gaze and had no intention of exchanging it. After all, with his current escape skills, this treasure is just useless to him. Now it is enough to have a galloping boat to travel for him. It really involves escaping. At that time, it still depends on his wind and thunder wings or thunder escape skills.

However, for most of the people present, this treasure is still very attractive. After all, not everyone has a flying treasure, and even if they do, it may not be of a higher level than this one.

And for some people who are not proficient in flying escape, this treasure is a life-saving thing. If nothing else, it is also a good choice to use it for transportation.

It's just that what Xia Houjian wants to exchange for is too precious. Not to mention the three-thousand-year-old Quiet Soul Grass, the Qingying Fruit is the main elixir for refining the Yingying Pill. Not to mention that ordinary people don't have it, and even if they do, no one has it. Willing to exchange it, unless you are a casual cultivator with no worries.

However, Wu Fan happened to have these two elixirs, and the Quiet Soul Grass was also used to refine the Soul Calming Pill.

For a moment, the field fell into silence.

However, after a few breaths, two people wanted to exchange for other things, but they were rejected by Xia Houjian one by one. From then on, no one proposed the exchange.

Xia Houjian waited for a while, and when no one spoke again, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he took Chong Yunsuo back.

"Most of you Taoist friends have exchanged what you need today, which is a gratifying thing. As for those who have not exchanged, it doesn't matter. In the future, there will be other Taoist friends coming to Fengxiao City, and you will still have opportunities. , I will continue to hold it at that time, and I hope everyone can come to participate. Okay, that’s the end of today’s exchange meeting, everyone.”

Xia Hojian briefly said a few polite words, then stretched out his arms towards the door. It was obvious that he was going to drive people away.

Everyone also recognized him, and after being polite to Xia Houjian, they walked out in groups.

As for Xuanchengzi, Taishi Gong, Qianlong Zun, Qing Fangyi, including Gong Hubo and others, they all said goodbye to Wu Fan and then got up and left here.

Within a moment, Xia Houjian, Wu Fan and Meng Lao were the only three people left in the room.

"You two fellow Taoists, please discuss here, I will go back to the bedroom first!"

Xia Houjian was also a sensible person, so he immediately found an excuse to make room for the two of them. So with the words of thanks from Wu Fan and the other two, he turned around and walked towards the second floor, and soon disappeared.

"Mr. Meng, I wonder what kind of information you have?"

Wu Fan didn't waste any time. With a wave of his arm, he immediately placed a layer of isolation and restrictions in the room, so he couldn't wait to ask.

"I know the news about the "Xuanming Cold Iron", but it would be difficult for fellow Taoists to get it, because this thing is not in the Beidou Territory."

Mr. Meng was also a happy person and gave the answer immediately, but when he spoke, a strange look appeared on his face.