After leaving, Yang Feng did not rush back to the temporary cave, but instead looked for some shops that looked larger in size nearby and started shopping.

I bought those high-level pills before and almost all the spirit stones he had accumulated had been hollowed out.

In the future, Yang Feng will inevitably have some places to spend money, so he thought of selling some materials and magic weapons that he could not use for the time being to exchange for some top-quality spirit stones.

Walking out of two streets and coming to a street full of people, Yang Feng saw a shop that occupied the best position in the entire street.

This shop has three floors and is decorated very gorgeously.

On the door of the shop, there are three big characters "Duobaozhai".

Duobaozhai?

Yang Feng silently recited the name of the shop, and found it a little funny, and then walked into the door of the shop.

There were many customers in the shop, standing in front of the counter, pointing at various magic weapons placed on the shelves.

Beside them, there was a servant who explained something with a smile on his face, or took out a magic weapon from the shelves.

Yang Feng looked around and found that although the magic weapons placed on the shelves were not of high level, they could only be used as magic weapons for those who were cultivators in the realm of the God Transformation Realm, their quality was considered to be of high quality among the same level.

At this time, a servant noticed Yang Feng and hurriedly walked over with a smile on his face and said, "What does this guest want? Do I want me to introduce it to you?"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "I'm not here to buy things, I'm here to sell things."

"So, please follow me, the acquisition of our Duobaozhai has always been the responsibility of Master Hai and Master Hu. I will take you to see them now."

The attendant in Qingyi was stunned when he heard this and then said.

Yang Feng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Under the leadership of the Qingyi attendant, Yang Feng winds up from a wooden staircase in the back hall and goes straight to the third floor.

The layout on the third floor is completely different from the lobby on the first floor. It is not like a shop or a tea room in the inn, with separate rooms.

"Master Hai, Master Hu, some guests have arrived."

When he arrived at the door of a house, the blue-clothed servant shouted.

With a slight "creak", the door of the house opened.

Yang Feng saw two people sitting opposite each other in the room. There was a chessboard on the square table in front of him, with dozens of black and white chess pieces scattered on it.

The two of them looked up at Yang Feng who was stepping into the door. Seeing that his breath was not weak, they immediately stood up and saluted him slightly.

The middle-aged man in the middle of the robe of Confucian scholar waved his hand and signaled the attendant in the robe to retreat, then said, "I am going to the sea and Wuliang. Is this colleague Hu Dayou next to me, I don't know what my friend calls me?"

The old man with short beard beside him was still worried about the unfinished chess game. Before he could completely remove his eyes from the chessboard, he just smiled slightly and nodded absent-mindedly to Yang Feng.

"Yang Feng is down." Yang Feng replied.

"In this Duobaozhai, we two have some vision and have always been responsible for identification and acquisition. Since Fellow Daoist Yang is here, I guess there are treasures that want to be sold, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled gently and asked.

"Yes, I have a water spirit bell in my hand. I'll ask you two to estimate the price." Yang Feng said with a smile.

After saying that, as soon as he flipped his wrist, a small blue bell the size of a sea bowl appeared in his palm. It was crystal clear and had dense rune inscriptions on the surface, and several dragon-shaped streams of light were faintly floating on it.

When Hai Wuliang saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the eyes of the short-bearded old man finally completely moved away from the chessboard.

The two of them carefully picked up the Water Spirit Bell, looked at it carefully for a while, and exchanged glances with each other. Only then did one of them say, "This item level is not low, at least it is a magic weapon that can be used by immortals in the Mahayana stage. It seems that it is not used for attacking or defense, but for locking down an area of ​​spiritual energy."

This magic weapon was obtained from Han Qiu after Yang Feng killed Han Feng and his storage bracelet. Its function was as the short-bearded old man said, very single.

Therefore, the first thing Yang Feng wants to take action this time is this thing.

"What fellow Taoist said is right, the function of this thing is indeed limited to this. However, for some immortal cultivators who specialize in water-attributed exercises or want to block water-attributed spiritual objects in the ground, this thing is a rare good thing. I believe that Guizhai should be able to give a reasonable price."

Yang Feng paused and said with a smile.

"Three top-quality spirit stones, fellow Taoist see how the price is?"

Hu Dayou pondered for a moment and spoke.

Yang Feng thought about it and realized that it was fair, so he nodded.

Then, he flipped his wrist and suddenly a white round bead appeared in his palm, revealing a hint of coldness that could be seen in the naked eye.

As soon as this object came out, the temperature in the whole room dropped sharply. Hai Wuliang and his two men placed in the tea cup next to the chessboard, and a slight "crack" sound suddenly sounded, and the tea inside instantly frozen into ice.

Seeing this, the two of them looked at the beads at the same time, and they looked at the beads carefully...

After about half an hour, Yang Feng slowly walked out of Duobaozhai, and Hai Wuliang and the others insisted on sending him off the third floor and all the way outside the store.

When they were about to leave, they repeatedly told him that if there were treasures in the future, they would definitely give the most satisfactory price.

Yang Feng responded with a smile, turned around and walked out of the street.

The two of them watched until their figure disappeared before turning back to Duobaozhai, which surprised the customers and the attendants in the hall.

They collected five magic weapons and the same spiritual materials from Yang Feng, and thought they had made a fortune, and were very happy.

In fact, what they bought was just one or two tenth of the treasure Yang Feng wanted to sell.

Afterwards, Yang Feng visited several of the largest shops in the city one by one. It was not until the evening approaching that he left Heicheng and rushed back to the temporary cave in Yangshan.

After he opened all the original cave and the restrictions he later set up, he went straight into the secret room.

In the secret room, Yang Feng flipped his wrist, took out the blue cow-head mask and put it on his face.

As he pointed his fingers between his eyebrows and silently recited the spell in his mouth, a green light immediately flew out of his mask and turned into a huge array plate on the wall.

After looking at the right side of the array disc for a while, his wrists began to wave.

I saw a series of lights flying out one after another, but several magic weapons flew up in the air and landed on the green light array plate.

Although Yang Feng had different appearances and sold the magic weapons and spiritual materials in his hand in several batches, he still kept several of the rarest treasures, including the black iron cone of Jiao Shiliu.

These treasures were basically collected by Yang Feng from the remains of several other members of the Impermanence Alliance during his previous trip to Yuedao. Most of them were their personal magic weapons. If they were circulated here, it would likely cause unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, he planned to send it all to the Impermanence Alliance for sale.

Then, Yang Feng suddenly remembered something again, moved his eyes to the left side of the array plate, raised his finger and wrote in the void.

As green light characters flew into the array plate, a task seeking information about the Daodan Dan formula soon appeared on the right side of the array plate.

After doing all this, he put away his mask, closed his eyes and started to breathe.

...

Time flies, and several days pass.

Yang Feng originally thought that the news about the Daodan Pill recipe would take a long time to get a reply, but he didn't expect that the earliest response to this thing was to receive.

However, what he got was not a specific Daodan elixir recipe, but was told that because this thing is too precious, it will basically not appear in ordinary transactions.

Only by becoming a core member of the Impermanence Alliance with a higher level of identity can someone occasionally come up with a voluntary formula to exchange it. Most of the requirements are extremely harsh and almost no one can achieve it.

In addition, the man also said that if he could obtain the title of Tiandan Master and collateral, it would be much easier to obtain the pill recipe by then.

Even if you don’t have to take the initiative to look for it, members will take out the pill recipe and materials themselves and ask them to help refine the Taoist elixir.

Then, Yang Feng asked about some things about the three supreme laws, but was told that although there are many classics in the fairy world that claim to be able to cultivate the supreme laws, most of them are in the hands of some major forces and will never be easily spread.

As for some people who are out there, they either have incomplete magic techniques or have defects in their practice and are not reliable at all, so no one dares to practice easily.

In addition, over the past few days, the magic weapons that Yang Feng had sold in the Wuchang Alliance have been sold out one after another.

With the magic weapons and spiritual materials sold in Black City, Yang Feng made a small deal and saved more than 600 top-quality spirit stones.

However, in Yang Feng's opinion, this is a astronomical wealth for ordinary immortals. Whether it is to deal with the auction conference three years later or to pay the high fees to leave the Black Sea, it seems a bit stretched.

He was not too worried about this, but he added a task to the Impermanence Alliance to seek the seeds of the Soul Flower.

According to his estimate, as long as there is spiritual liquid, it will be fine to cultivate a soul flower that is more than ten thousand years old before the Black Sea Auction is held.

At that time, with this object pressing the array, he will probably be able to exchange for what he needs.

However, if the spiritual liquid is used to ripen the soul flowers, the refinement of heavy water from the earth immortal incarnation will inevitably be affected.

But this is inevitable. After all, you cannot have both fish and bear's paw.

A few days later, Yang Feng was sitting quietly in the secret room of the temporary cave, and suddenly opened his eyes with a look of movement, got up and went outside, waved his hand to make a magic trick.
Chapter completed!