While walking, Yang Feng used his spiritual sense to explore the various materials placed by various tribes. In less than a moment, he found a material.

This thing is also very expensive in the demon world, so it has no value.

Just as Yang Feng continued to search, he suddenly frowned and looked forward.

Two people wearing black cloaks came over, with masks on their faces unable to see clearly.

The auras of these two people were hidden. Yang Feng's spiritual sense was very powerful. After scanning it, he saw through this disguise. These two people were actually immortal cultivators in the Golden Immortal Realm.

For Yang Feng now, the Golden Immortal is nothing.

But now here, the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal Realm is somewhat conspicuous, at least he is the patriarch of a tribe.

The two seemed to notice Yang Feng's gaze, immediately lowered their heads, accelerated their pace, and quickly disappeared into the abortion.

When Yang Feng saw this, his eyes flashed.

These two people are sneaky, it seems that something should be happening.

However, Yang Feng shook his head. He did not intend to meddle in other people's business and continued to walk forward.

As a result, after half a day, Yang Feng did not get anything special.

Although there is a lot of price gap between the two interfaces, if the value is not as big as the bitter one, unless it is a large batch of feet.

Yang Feng was not surprised by this.

After all, there are great differences between the Immortal World and the Demon World. It is naturally not easy to find something with a large price difference between the two worlds.

In the next time, Yang Feng did not continue to search.

Yang Feng returned to the place where the Lizard Tribe was located and found that Kong Shi had not returned yet.

Yang Feng returned to the tent to rest for a while, took out the books he had bought before, and then looked through them one by one.

For Yang Feng, finding a way to return to the fairy world is the biggest thing.

Time passed little by little, and half a day passed quickly.

A figure flashed, and Kong Shi's figure suddenly appeared from the ground, and a smile shaved on his face.

Yang Feng raised his head and looked at Kong Shi and asked, "Seeing that you are in a good mood, have you found a clue to return to the Immortal Realm?"

Kong Shi was stunned for a moment and said a little embarrassedly: "I saw that many of the materials here are very low. If I take them to the fairy world to sell them, I will definitely make a lot of money. I was busy collecting various materials and forgot the way to inquire about returning to the fairy world for a while. I am so sorry!"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. There is still time next. If you can't find it in Qingqing Grassland, we can go to other places to try our luck, but I didn't expect that you are so interested in doing business."

Kong Shi said excitedly: "Yes, if you run all kinds of goods, if you can control them, you can quickly accumulate wealth. As your cultivation level increases, the requirements for cultivation resources will not continue to rise. Many cultivators are trapped in the same realm, hundreds of thousands or even millions of years, and many people are because of lack of cultivation resources."

Yang Feng nodded and said, "If we can open up channels and resell goods between the Immortal World and the Demon World, this is indeed a great business opportunity, but if we can't find a way to return to the Immortal World, everything will be empty."

Kong Shi nodded and said, "You are right. Now it's important to find a way to go back first and then talk about other things."

...

More than a month later, in the evening, the clouds were thick, and the three suns had not yet set completely, and the six full moons had risen, facing each other from afar, one became more blurred and the other became clearer.

The rippling waves were radiating on the lakeside not far away. Dozens of bonfire platforms several meters tall had been built along the lake shoreline, which were filled with a large amount of black grass and sporadic white phosphorus ore.

The tribes of all ethnic groups who came to attend the grassland conference temporarily put aside other matters and gathered around the tall bonfire platform. Yang Feng and the others also came to the lake with the lizard tribe.

The clan leader Yan Xi walked in front, and had already changed into a neat light black robe, covering his wide body, and a round clan emblem representing their lizard tribe on his chest, holding a torch burning with white flames in his hand.

Yang Feng and Kong Shi were wearing black cloaks, covering most of their faces in the cloak, and following Yan Xi immediately.

During this period, they have not found valuable clues about returning to the fairy world, and have not been too forced. On the one hand, they continue to be familiar with the customs and customs here, and on the other hand, they hope to see if they can gain something.

The group stopped in front of a bonfire platform. Yan Xi turned around, with awe and gratitude in his eyes. He said to Yang Feng and the others: "Two immortals, we did not have the qualifications to hold fire at the grassland conference in previous years. This year, we have benefited from the predecessors, so we have the opportunity to come to the Tongtian Fire. In other words, the immortals are unwilling to show up, otherwise we should sit in front of the big tent over there and wait for the viewing conference."

"It's okay, after all, we are not from you Mobei, so it's not convenient to show up." Yang Feng's heart moved and said calmly.

If he guessed correctly, this move was mostly arranged by the girl in black.

After saying that, he looked into the distance and looked at a huge black stone platform a little far from the lakeside. It was brightly lit and surrounded by creatures in various costumes and strange-looking demon worlds.

Some tribes in Mobei sent cultivators from their own tribes to hold a competition.

As a nomadic tribe without a fixed residence, the Lizard tribe is naturally not qualified to participate.

After a moment, the halo of the three round suns reflected in the depths of the clouds completely disappeared, and a low and long horn sound came from the black stone platform.

The patriarch Yan Xi, who was guarding the bonfire platform, immediately threw the torch in his hand into the bonfire platform.

A "huh" sound!

A white firework rose up, and the black grass accumulated therein was instantly ignited, and balls of snow-colored white flames sprang out, burning and making waves of sounds.

The white phosphorus ores scattered in them were quickly ignited, and wisps of white light like catkins floated out of the bonfire burning with white flames, slowly drifting towards the lake not far away.

I saw white fires lit up on dozens of bonfire platforms. The dense white lights reflected the entire sky like fireflies, reflecting the gloomy clouds, making Yang Feng, who had never seen stars since entering the demon world, suddenly seemed to have seen the starry sky again, and had a different kind of beauty.

Yang Feng looked at the sky and was slightly ecstatic. There were sounds like low whispers in his ears, which were obviously mixed with slightly different Mobei dialects. The tone was simple and low, like an ancient war song, which made people feel desolate when they heard it.

After a long time, the sound of war songs gradually stopped, and there were bursts of cheers coming from around the bonfire. People from all races began to surround the black stone platform.

Yang Feng and the others also came to the periphery of the stone platform with the abortion, looking up at the top.

I saw a large camp tent on the north side of the high platform, with the curtains open, and the elders of the San Miao tribe sat side by side, as well as the patriarchs of several other largest tribes in the Mobei region.

Among them, the girl in black was sitting in the middle of the tent.

Her eyes swept under the stage and fell on the lizard tribe. She stayed for a moment, then moved away.

"Miss, what's wrong? Are you still looking for the master who is hiding in the lizard tribe?"

Seeing this, the tall young man named Miao Dou hurriedly turned to the side and asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Miao Xiu shook his head gently without comment.

"That man is too ungrateful. The eldest lady went to visit him in person the day before yesterday, but she refused to show up. When the conference is over, I will definitely bring him here and apologize to the eldest lady." Miao Dou spat lightly and said a little angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense. Since people don't want to see each other, they will naturally have the truth that they don't want to see each other. As long as they are not malicious, we should not cause trouble. Don't make a good relationship a bad relationship." The girl frowned slightly and said.

Although she said this, she was also a little angry in her heart that the man was not giving face, and at the same time she became more and more curious about what the hidden master looked like.

"What the eldest lady said is so much, I said it erroneously..." Miao Dou quickly accused him of guilt.

"It's almost time, let's announce the official start of the conference." Miao Xiu nodded and said.

"yes."

Miao Dou responded and stood up and left the tent.

When he arrived at the stage, he first walked to a dark war drum and beat three times. Seeing the chaotic noises in the audience gradually subsided, he announced: "This conference has officially begun. Which warriors of the tribe will take the stage first to accept the challenge?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two dark figures fell on the stone platform one after another.

"The Bone Clan's Moon..."

The man who first landed on the stage was a humanoid creature with black scales all over his body. There was a piece of white pointed bone on his cheeks, elbows and knees, which looked very ferocious and terrifying.

As soon as his voice fell, a burst of shouting suddenly broke out from the stone platform, especially the sound of his tribe gathering was even louder. It seemed that being the first to be on stage was a great honor for them.

"Tiger tribe Muduo..."

Another man with a arched back with a tiger-headed man with a fish gill on his face immediately reported his own way.

The gills on his cheeks kept twitching, a hint of excitement on his face, and his arched back kept twitching. Compared to the one before, his voice was much smaller.

"Very good, in this first battle, do you have to decide the winner or the death?" Miao Dou looked at the two of them and asked with a smile.

"Isn't it a martial arts competition? Why do you still have to fight for life and death?"

When Yang Feng heard this, he was a little confused and asked Yan Xi.
Chapter completed!