Just as the two were about to fight again, a clear voice suddenly rang out throughout the hall.

"Zhan Hongyi, no matter how powerful you are today, if all of us rush over, you will not be able to get away with it."

Master Qingmu slowly appeared on the side. He waved his sleeves and a golden lock suddenly appeared in front of Ye Yang, blocking the two of them.

There were countless intricate and complicated patterns on the big lock, with silver lines and gold characters inlaid on it. As soon as it appeared, it swept away the bloody energy.

However, it can be seen that it was not easy for Master Aoki to take on this move, as the Wang family is good at the golden lock.

At this moment, he used his cultivation in the realm of True Person to stimulate and reverse the blood and energy, but even so, countless scratches were left on the golden lock.

"Today is a happy day, and it is not appropriate to shed blood. If you two have any grudges, why don't you choose another auspicious day to resolve it?"

Master Qingmu looked at Ye Yang and Master Xuanhe with a smile on his face and an unquestionable majesty.

Even with the three of them by his side, he still wasn't sure of winning, after all, Zhan Hongyi was too strong.

He also has a blood-red sword in his hand. Ordinary strong men in the realm of real people can't last more than three moves in his hands.

At this moment, the three of them were standing in a line, full of vigor, facing Zhan Hongyi, with a clear distinction.

Zhan Hongyi was frightened by the combined momentum of the three and withdrew.

Zhan Hongyi held a knife, the blade was sharp, blood lines flashed faintly, and even the space seemed to be cracked by him.

Zhan Hongyi looked at the three of them deeply and nodded slightly.

"Since the three of you are of the same mind and are acting together, I will temporarily stop what happened today."

"But Master Ye, I have something to make clear. The accounts between you and me will be settled sooner or later."

Ye Yang also retracted his sword and replied calmly: "I'll be at your service anytime."

Zhan Hongyi turned and left, leaving behind a meaningful sentence: "Remember, the anger of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce is not so easy to calm down."

As Zhan Hongyi walked away, the atmosphere in the hall gradually eased.

But everyone knew in their hearts that no matter whether it was Feitian Sect or Haitian Chamber of Commerce, or for Ye Yang, the master of both swords and knives, and Zhan Hongyi, the red-clothed Rakshasa, there would only be a bigger storm coming.

Looking at Zhan Hongyi's receding back, Ye Yang's eyes were deep.

He knew that this conflict was only the prelude, which had begun from the moment he killed Master Huayang.

He was prepared for the next battle, knowing that Haitian Merchants would not give up.

"Although Zhan Hongyi is powerful, I have also broken through to the realm of sword heart enlightenment. With my sword and blade out, one confuses time, and the other condenses my sword heart."

"No less than him."

Based on his understanding of Zhan Hongyi, this man is vindictive and will definitely keep silent on the matter. He must be prepared to deal with whatever happens next.

Watching Zhan Hongyi go away, Master Xuanhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the room full of guests and forced a smile on his face.

"My fellow Taoists, thank you for coming to participate in my Immortal Ceremony. We finally met today, so why not take this opportunity to exchange Taoist theories and hold a small trade fair so that we can share what we have."

"That's great, of course."

Everyone nodded upon hearing this. For these monks, having the opportunity to exchange what they needed with each other was undoubtedly a rare blessing.

So, under the leadership of Master Xuan He, after the banquet, many cultivators present started an unconventional trade fair.

Dong Feng also followed the crowd, stopping in front of various stalls to watch.

After all, he was the person who specifically organized the Xuanhe Zhenren Ceremony.

I know a lot about everyone who comes here, so I fantasize about whether I can get a bargain.

He looked around and found that there were many items on the ground. There were various kinds of items, ranging from various rare medicinal herbs to strange magic weapons, and some strange fragments of secret books.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the world of cultivation was so vast that there were indeed all kinds of wonders.

Only in such a venue can one see so many treasures, and those who participate are basically the ancestors of a place or famous figures.

Correspondingly, the probability of obtaining treasures will naturally increase greatly.

In an inconspicuous corner, Dong Feng's attention was attracted by an ancient jade slip.

This jade slip was unremarkable, and even had some old marks on it, but Dong Feng felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy from it, as if it was hiding an extraordinary secret.

He walked forward and asked softly, "Senior, what is the origin of this jade slip?"

The stall owner was an old man, wrapped in a black robe with star-like dots of light on it. Those dots were connected together, looking like a formation or a talisman, and he was filled with demonic energy.

The moment the two looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"This man is an old demon. I remember he was from the Blood and Bone Cult. His name seemed to be Jiao Ming Old Demon."

"It's the child of Feitianmen."

"Why is this kid so similar to my disciple? However, it seems that his cultivation has almost reached the middle stage of the warrior, and his strength is even higher than that of my disciple."

The old monster Jiao Ming looked at the man in front of him, as if he had thought of something, and stared at Dong Feng again.

Many years ago, the Blood and Bone Cult was just born. They massacred the entire village of Dongjiayuan in Shanhai City to sacrifice to the evil god. They accidentally brought back a disciple who was proficient in formations, named Dong Feng.

That disciple was usually quite smart and quite pleasing to him. This robe was a gift from Dong Feng.

At this moment, he looked at the person in front of him and smiled slightly.

Not long ago, he was chasing Bai Guyue and ended up encountering the four-eyed killing old general. He was injured by the aura of the four-eyed old man and suffered serious injuries.

This time, I heard that the nearby Xuanhe Zhenren was going to hold a Zhenren ceremony, so I wanted to take this opportunity to make myself familiar.

Secondly, he also wanted to see if he could exchange it for one or two healing pills to recover from his injuries.

As everyone knows, Feitianmen has many panaceas, especially the Sanbao Wanying Paste, which is very famous and has the effect of bringing the dead back to life and turning bones into flesh.

Dong Feng studied the art of talismans in depth. He took a look at the jade slip, a thoughtful look showing between his brows.

The old monster Jiao Ming hurriedly explained with a smile.

"I got this jade slip by chance. It is said to be the relic of an ancient cultivator who came from the ancient Dao Fu Sect. This jade slip records a lot of rare and uncommon Fu Dao inheritances. Since I don't understand this Dao, I am selling it."

Dong Feng was excited when he heard this. He could feel that this jade slip seemed to have some subtle connection with himself, so he asked about the price.

"I don't know how many spirit stones this will cost."

"Fellow Daoist, this kind of ancient talisman inheritance is something that is rarely seen in a thousand years. How can it be measured with spirit stones?"

"Oh? Then I wonder what you need, Senior."

"You are a disciple of Feitian Sect, right? I heard that Feitian Sect has a healing elixir called Sanwan Wanying Ointment. I naturally know that the elixir is precious and difficult to exchange."

"As long as you can take out one of them, such as the Xinghuang Heart Protecting Pill, I can also exchange it for you."

Dong Feng showed a thoughtful look when he heard this. If it were many years ago, the Three Treasures All-Purifying Ointment would be a rare item in Feitian Sect.

Not to mention that he is an ordinary guardian. Even many hall masters don't have this item.

But later, after Hall Master Ye made a powerful breakthrough to the realm of True Person, various resources in the sect became much easier to obtain than before.

Especially for these young pillars of the sect.

Each of them was given a complete Sanbao All-Purpose Ointment to use in case of emergency.

After some bargaining, Dong Feng took out an Apricot Yellow Heart Protecting Pill in exchange for the jade slip.

After getting the jade slip, Dong Feng did not rush to check it, but continued to stroll around the trade fair.

Soon, he exchanged for several elixirs and materials that were helpful for cultivation, and prepared to leave with satisfaction.

However, the old monster Jiao Ming followed Dong Feng's back closely.

It seems like he wants to explore something.

……

Apart from these, there are relatively simple trading venues.

There is also an internal trading booth.

The people inside have powerful auras, and each of them is above the late stage of the warrior realm.

Master Xuanhe spoke first.

"Everyone, I have a scroll of the Three Star Sword Secret Technique here, which I got from an overseas fairy mountain. Today, fellow Taoists are here, which brings honor to my humble humble home. I will take the lead in throwing out a brick to attract jade, and start the auction at the price of one spirit stone."

After saying that, a jade bamboo slip appeared in his hand, engraved with densely packed sword-shaped talismans, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Everyone can see that Master Xuanhe is trying to warm up the entire trading meeting.

Many people's eyes lit up. To be collected by a powerful True Person, the Three Star Sword Secret must be extraordinary. If they could learn it, their strength would definitely increase greatly.

However, everyone was mature and prudent, and they were not in a hurry to express their opinions. Instead, they looked at each other and weighed the options secretly.

Aoki Masamune also stroked his beard and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanhe is indeed very generous. I also have something today, and I would like to share it with you all."

After saying that, he took out a white jade bottle from his sleeve. There seemed to be light flowing inside it, and a few drops of golden liquid could be vaguely seen slowly rotating.

"What is this?" someone asked.

Qing Mu Zhenren smiled slightly, "This is 'Golden Dew', collected from the thousand-year-old sacred pine. Just a few drops of this can cleanse the marrow and strengthen the bones, but it is only useful for those below the warrior level."

There was a sudden burst of exclamations from the audience.

Things that cleanse the marrow and thin the bones are like the grace of rebirth for practitioners.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the white jade bottle, and even their breathing quickened.

However, this item can only work on practitioners at the Tongqi realm, which undoubtedly limits its value.

But Ye Yang was staring at this thing, his heart moved slightly, and suddenly a figure appeared.

Ye Yang transmitted the message in secret. Master Qingmu glanced at him, smiled slightly, immediately accepted the golden dew and said.

"Everyone, this item has been taken and is not for sale for the time being."

Seeing that Aoki Masato stopped talking, someone else spoke.

"I have a Martial Golden Elixir here. I wonder if any of you Taoist friends are interested in it? This time the starting price will not be exchanged for spirit stones, but only for some practical items."

"Martial Golden Pill?"

"This thing is precious."

"I still have a bottle of Soul Restoring Liquid here. I wonder if you are willing to exchange it for me, Senior."

The soul-restoring liquid can quickly restore consumed spiritual power.

It is also a very practical thing for practitioners.

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the trade fair became heated, and everyone took out their treasures for exchange.

"I am Bai Jiang, also known as the Ghost Gate Red King. I am honored to meet the three Immortal Seniors. Today I have brought something with me and would like to share it with you fellow Taoists."

An antique bronze mirror appeared in his hand. The mirror surface was blurry, but there was an indescribable charm in it.

"This is the 'Yunmeng Mirror', which can reflect people's hearts and discern the truth from falsehood."

Bai Jiang's voice was not loud, but every word was clearly heard by everyone.

The crowd was in an uproar again.

Such treasures are simply priceless to those who are shrewd and calculating, and they were quickly sold at a high price.

As the treasures were exhibited one after another, the trade fair entered its climax.

At this moment, a voice broke the delicate balance on the field.

"My fellow Taoists, could you please let me join in?"

The owner of the voice was a young monk. He was dressed simply, but his aura was unfathomable.

Everyone turned their eyes to him, wondering who this young monk who suddenly appeared was.

It doesn't look simple.

There was a commotion, and a strange little beast came out of the man's sleeve. The beast was snow-white all over, shaped like a deer, and had a pair of huge white crane feathers.

His eyes were as bright as stars, and he was looking at the people around him with a look that seemed to understand.

"What is this?" someone asked puzzledly.

The man introduced proudly.

"This is a rare Ice Feather Crane cub. It has a trace of the blood of the ancient Ice Qilin. It has a gentle temperament and is very fast. When it grows up, it will be extremely powerful. I am selling it at a low price now."

Everyone was talking about it, some expressed doubt, while others seemed interested.

Master Xuanhe looked at the little beast, and for some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

He was named after the crane. Today, on the grand day of the Immortal Ceremony, such a strange beast unexpectedly appeared, which made his heart ripple for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist, how much is this Ice-Feather Crane cub?" he asked.

Especially at this moment, the little beast suddenly stretched out its head and gently rubbed the back of his hand, as if begging him to take it away.

Master Xuanhe's heart softened.

(End of this chapter)