Learning from the previous lesson, the cultivator did not take advantage of the opportunity and knew that Feng Qingyu was interested in the sword. He also took out a high-grade long sword and named it for only a thousand years of age.

However, it seemed that I realized that the price was too high before, Feng Qingyu still showed the meaning of buying it this time.

Those who were interested in this sword could not produce the thousand-year-old star grass, so the cultivator had to put away the long sword and leave the platform with regretful expression.

Feng Qingyu did not speak up several treasures in succession, and everyone gradually threw the matter of Sui Xingcao behind their heads.

However, when a cultivator took out a mask of a weak cicada wing, the atmosphere of the trade fair was once again pushed to a climax!

"My mask is made of the inner alchemy of Thousand Illusion Fox Demon. Wear this mask, and you can change your appearance, form, and aura at will. Even a strong man who has reached the Mahayana realm can only see that you are wearing a mask, and no one can see the true appearance behind the mask!"

This sentence was like a ball of flame igniting in Feng Qingyu's heart.

If she had such a treasure in hand, she would not have been afraid of those people when attending the auction, and would have been humbled by others when buying something.

When Feng Qingyu thought of the previous experience at the auction, she felt so angry.

Not many people knew what I did, so why did it make everyone know about it later?

Nothing else, even for peace in the future, she must get this fantasy fox mask.

"I wonder what you want to change to this mask?"

Before the cultivator could finish his explanation, Feng Qingyu had already started inquiring.

When she saw that the person who asked for the price was her, the cultivator's eyes lit up.

"If fellow Taoist wants it, you only need the 3,000-year-old star grass plus 300,000 top-grade spirit stones, how about it?"

Without any hesitation, Feng Qingyu immediately took out the spirit grass and threw it to the booth: "Please ask Manager Cheng to give this fellow Taoist 300,000 yuan in the spirit stone in my card."

Seeing Feng Qingyu take action, the cultivators knew that they had lost the qualification to compete for the Illusion Fox mask, but at the same time, they were secretly fighting Xiao Jiujiu.

It seems that it is not that the female cultivator is not interested in the treasure, but that the treasures that those people took out were too low and they didn’t like them!

The transaction went on very quickly. When the fantasy fox mask was delivered to Feng Qingyu's hand, some cultivators could not wait to go to the booth and took out the best treasure in their hands to start displaying it.

But after taking over the fantasy fox mask, Feng Qingyu did not take any action, just sat in the position and squinted his eyes, as if he was not interested in these treasures.

"How is this one? This baby is very consistent with your attributes. It is more suitable for your absorption after extracting essence. Why don't we buy this thing?"

In the space of consciousness, Feng Qingyu passed on her thoughts to Xiaodao, but Xiaodao once again rejected her kindness.

"Forget it, this level of treasure is useless to me, you should save money. When I really meet someone suitable, I will remind you not to bother me again."

Well, I was kind enough to find some treasures for Xiaodao to extract essence spiritual liquid for it to absorb, but that guy looked down on these things, so Feng Qingyu had to give up.

The transaction was in full swing. Except for the two before, almost every monk came to power, and no one went back empty-handed.

Everyone was working hard for the treasure they liked, only Feng Qingyu and the old bird on her shoulder. This person and the bird were very calm, as if they were disdainful of the treasures these cultivators took out.

This situation lasted for most of the time, and it was not until a cultivator came to the stage with a gray stone that Feng Qingyu's slightly narrowed eyes opened again.

"I got this treasure by accident. The grade is unknown. The effect is unknown. However, one thing is certain that flames can change the color of the stone."

As he said that, the cultivator used a fireball technique.

Under the calcination of the fireball technique, the stone has indeed changed color, and there seems to be a ball of flame burning inside it.

"Xu Laoer, how many times have you brought this broken stone? No one is willing to exchange it with you, so why should you occupy the quota? If you don't have good things, step down as soon as possible, so as not to waste everyone's time!"

"Yes, Lao Xu, you won't get tired of holding it. We're almost tired of watching it! You should move your nest quickly so that the next fellow Taoist can come on stage!"

There were voices of doubt and urging, and various voices came one after another, but the cultivator who called Xu Lao Er ignored everyone and still showed his treasures in a hurry.

Under the booth, Feng Qingyu's heart pounded, and his cold eyes fell on the stone and could no longer be removed.

She originally thought that she would leave as soon as possible when the trade fair ended, but after the stone appeared, Feng Qingyu could no longer calm down.

Just as the stone appeared, it was not only her, but also the old bird on her shoulder. Even all the people who practiced fire-attributed martial arts in the field were like them.

The moment this strange stone appeared, the infant fire in the body began to be out of control and could not help but leave the body.

If they hadn't forced their cultivation to suppress it, they would have started to make a fool of themselves.

Although Feng Qingyu and Lao Bi performed better than theirs, the flames in their bodies were still restless.

When blending with the origin of the Golden Flame, Feng Qingyu could clearly feel the Golden Flame's desire for that gray stone.

"What are you going to trade with?"

Before Feng Qingyu could speak, someone had already started asking for a price.

Feng Qingyu only glanced at the man and realized that the other party was a fire-attribute spiritual root cultivator, and the skills he practiced were also related to flames.

"Old rule, ten thousand top-grade spirit stones, or a magic weapon of heaven-level attack!"

As soon as the price was released, the cultivator who had asked before immediately stopped, but the other cultivators around him burst into laughter again!

"Xu Lao Er, Xu Lao Er, you really dare to speak!"

"Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones? You might as well go outside and grab them. Maybe you can really get ten thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Hahahahahaha...

"I want your stone."

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and the faces of the cultivators were filled with disbelief.

Even they began to wonder if there was something wrong with their ears, why did someone really pay this price to buy a broken stone?

Could it be that I am a clumsy person? That stone is really a rare treasure?

The thought had just passed by in my mind, and Feng Qingyu had already taken out the Purple Gold King card.

When everyone saw the color of her card, they all took a breath!

"Purple Gold King Card!!"

Now, not only the cultivators could not calm down, but even the shopkeeper Cheng could no longer maintain Yun Tanfengqing's attitude. He ran from the booth with a smile on his face and began to apologize before he could get close to Feng Qingyu.

"If I had known that my friend was not an ordinary person, I wouldn't have such a history. If you showed this Purple Gold King Card earlier, who would dare to make things difficult for me in the entire Tongtian Chamber of Commerce?"
Chapter completed!