Li Daochong looked down for a while and touched his chin. He felt that such a trading method was very good.
Just want to show on stage, you must queue up, first come, first go, then go, and you are not allowed to jump in the queue.
Li Daochong took the number plate, which said 739, that is, he was 739 to show on the stage.
And now the 230 is on stage.
Li Daochong was ashamed. When will he have to wait? Maybe he won't have a chance to go on stage today.
But there's no other way but to wait.
Li Daochong found a place to sit in the area with few people behind him. Just as he sat down, a powerful evil spirit came downstairs.
Li Daochong looked at the door. A short man came up with a group of demons.
The short man's cultivation achievement and Li Daochong's mind could not be visited. The four evil monks behind him were all practicing virtual friars.
This line-up is not enough to describe terror. These five people can sweep the whole Shenghua Federation.
Among the three great Xiuzhen empires, such a combination can also go sideways.
Li Daochong felt that it was inconvenient without a guide. At this time, Xin'er came up from below.
The girl of the spiritual city saw Li Daochong sitting in the back at a glance, so she went straight over.
When she came to Li Daochong, Xin'er smiled and said, "senior Li, grandpa is worried that you are not familiar with the process of Tianfeng fair. Let me be your guide."
Li Daochong nodded, patted the seat in front of him and said, "sit down."
Li Daochong sat on the left and right with silver bottles and cherry blossoms. Naturally, there was no place for Xin'er, so she could only sit in front.
"Do you know who that little man is?" Li Daochong asked without waiting for Xin'er to sit down.
When Xin'er came up, he already saw the five people. Now he glanced again and replied, "Mr. Li, I don't know the short man. The four people next to him are big people on the black prison star. The tall man is Wu Chanda, the Lord of the Earl's house, the female nun is long erniang, the great Earl of the black dragon, and the other two are the two Dharma guardians of the heavenly ghost and the chief of the Earl's house, chiheyan and Xia Shanhu, all of whom are virtual monks."
Xin'er seemed calm when she introduced her. In fact, her delicate body trembled involuntarily. If she were not in the black prison palace, she would never dare to approach these dangerous people.
Xin'er just finished his introduction, another group of people came upstairs, led by a gloomy man in a simple military uniform.
When Li Daochong's mind swept over this person, the other party didn't know whether he was aware or coincidental, but it was opposite Li Daochong's four eyes.
After looking at each other, the man calmly looked away.
Xin'er's delicate body trembled more fiercely, and her voice was a little hoarse when she opened her mouth, "it's the man of the demon sect."
"Is that the devil?" Li Daochong asked casually.
"No, the man doesn't know, followed by the demon lord Chi Kuang and three Hall masters." Xin'er swallowed his saliva and had an impulse to escape.
As soon as the big three of the black prison came down, the atmosphere immediately became a little dull.
Other friars felt a little unnatural, and the friars who showed their items on the stage were even more worried, for fear that their treasures would be favored by the demon clan and the Earl's house.
If the people of these two forces are interested in asking price, what kind of price should be quoted will become a problem.
It will be difficult to repay high, offend them and tie a beam.
If the price is low, you can sell it at will, but you are unwilling.
Many friars began to be reluctant to show their items on the stage. Some friars even left for a while until the two leaders left.
Of course, there are some monks with unknown status and mysterious accomplishments who have not left. Most of these monks come from the three great monastic empires. Attending the Tianfeng fair is not a personal wish, but represents a powerful monastic company or a group.
Naturally, these monks are not interested in the big three of the black prison.
One of the top 100 companies in the three empire can crush the three giants of the black prison.
However, although these monks are not afraid of the big three of the black prison, this is someone else's territory.
The so-called strong dragon can't suppress the local snake. On the black prison star, these friars naturally don't want to conflict with the three giants of the black prison.
Therefore, they all maintain the attitude that the well water does not invade the river.
However, in this way, Li Daochong had to arrange the number sequence for a long time and pushed forward at a very fast speed.
There should have been 500 people in front, but it was not long before number 609 came on stage.
At least 300 monks did not go on stage or leave.
The back seats were empty, but when the demon clan and the Earl's house sat in the front row from left to right, many monks began to move back.
Li Daochong was surrounded, and two-thirds of the monks sat behind to keep a safe distance from the demon clan and the Earl's house.
The friar who dares to stay is at least a friar in the later stage of God transformation, and the friar who is coming to the front stage at the moment is an empty friar.
This friar is well-known on the black prison star. His name is hanging pot shangzun.
Friar Huashen is usually called the true king, while friar lianxu is the superior. When he reaches the fit state, he is the level of Laozu.
However, these names are not fixed. Sometimes practitioners with strong strength or higher seniority will also be called Laozu.
In general, the name of refining virtual friar is shangzun.
Hang Hu shangzun is not a demon, nor is he resident in the black prison star domain, but he will appear at major fairs of the black prison star every once in a while to sell or purchase goods.
Hanging pot shangzun naturally knew that the two giants of the demon clan and the Earl's house were near the high-end venue, but the ominous hanging pot shangzun seemed not interested in the two giants and took out the items he wanted to sell.
It's a palm sized piece of Fajin.
When Shang Zun of the hanging pot took out the Fajin, there was not much movement under the stage. This Fajin was ordinary, gray and lustrous. It didn't look much different from an ordinary stone on the roadside.
There is no special aura fluctuation. The monks who can sit under the stage are naturally well-informed. They have never seen any treasure.
Many friars found nothing after their thoughts were found out, and they couldn't help losing interest in the items sent by the statue on the hanging pot.
However, when Shang Zun began to introduce, there was a commotion under the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a purple basalt, which was accidentally obtained in a secret territory of Nankun empire a few years ago."
Zixuan stone came out of the Zun's mouth on the hanging pot, and someone immediately showed a suspicious color.
"Amethyst? Hanging pot Shang Zun, you can't make a mistake. Apart from others, amethyst is immortal level magic gold, which is extremely rare. The magic gold is dark purple. How can this gray stone in your hand be Amethyst?"
A monk asked with a suspicious look on his face.
The friar asked everyone what they wanted.
The respect on the hanging pot was not angry, smiled and said, "The Taoist friend is right. The Amethyst is really dark purple rather than gray. The reason why the Amethyst hanging in someone's hand is gray is that it is attached with a layer of cold refined rock on its surface, which is also a kind of good catalytic gold. This layer of cold refined rock seals all the shapes of amethyst, so you can't see the true face of Amethyst and feel even a trace of Amethyst essence No, it also shows that the purity of the cold refined rock wrapped in the outer layer is very high. Only fit friars can detect the inner structure. "
"Lord Danghu, it's boring for you to say so. Who else can do this except Tianfeng's ancestor here? Do you want to ask Tianfeng's ancestor to identify it?" a friar was dissatisfied.
"Please don't be impatient. Hang will not be mysterious. Since you want to see the truth, hang will cut a small opening for you to identify." Shang Zun said, took out a small knife, and a spirit flow around the tip of the knife. With a gentle dig, a gap the size of a soybean appeared on the gray stone.
As soon as the gap opened, a purple light was emitted from the inside, and a strong purple Xuan essence was released from the inside.
It's really Amethyst.
The friars who just had no interest were shocked. This is the most precious item so far.
Amethyst is immortal level magic gold. It is not only an excellent material for refining immortal level magic weapons, but also the top grade of immortal level magic gold. Its value can be imagined.
Amethyst doesn't need too much. Just adding a little can increase the hardness and strength of the magic weapon several times.
If such a large piece of amethyst is used in one magic weapon, it is enough to raise the product level of this magic weapon to a large level.
Any can reach the top-grade level of immortal magic weapon. At this level, the power of magic weapon will be extremely terrible.
If it is a flying sword, one sword can split a true planet in half. Of course, the worst user must be a virtual monk, otherwise it is still difficult to split a star.
It was confirmed that it was really purple basalt. Many friars showed an extreme desire for urgency in their eyes.
Even Chi Kuang, the Lord of the demon sect, who had just arrived, and Wu Chanda, the Lord of the Earl's house, were a little excited.
If such a large piece of purple basalt is added to their magic weapon, it can also increase a lot of power.
But their purpose of coming here today is not to participate in any trade fair. The real boss is not them. Even if they are excited, they can only watch.
Li Daochong looked at the purple basalt in Zun's hand on the hanging pot and liked it. If this thing was added to Cang ink, wouldn't it make Cang ink a higher level.
However, Li Daochong didn't have many spirit stones and nothing good to change. He had to give up.
"Shang Zun, how much do you bid for this purple basalt?" someone asked.
"500 million high-grade spirit stones." the price is quoted on the hanging pot.
All the practitioners under the stage were suspicious at that moment, but soon someone responded and immediately said, "hang a pot, I'll give you 600 million. I'll take this piece of amethyst."
The respect on the hanging pot smiled, "Taoist friends, don't worry. Hanging hasn't finished yet. One or two 500 million high-level spirit stones."
"What?"
Several people under the stage screamed at the same time.
"You don't have to look at xuanmou like this. The transaction is what you want. Xuanmou gets this purple basalt. It's dangerous and can't be humane. If it's not for the smoke from xuanmou's ancestral grave, I'm afraid it has fallen into that secret territory. The price of one or two 500 million high-level spirit stones is not high. You think it's expensive. Of course, xuanmou also accepts it in addition to the spirit stones "It's worth exchanging treasures," continued Shang Zun of the hanging pot.
The audience fell silent for a moment. If 500 million high-level spirit stones bought this one, it would be cost-effective.
But if it's only one or two, it's a little expensive. This palm sized purple basalt weighs at least more than ten kilograms.
That is, more than 100 Liang. If you buy this piece, you will get more than 50 billion high-grade spirit stone.
I'll go to your sister. Why don't you grab it.
A monk looked at the treacherous merchant's face on the hanging pot and cursed in his heart.
Although the value of amethyst is high, it is not so high. Such a $2.3 billion is acceptable. Those in urgent need can bid up to $5 billion. No matter how high it is, it will exceed the value. It is not that there is no substitute.
"I want this purple basalt."
A majestic female voice came from the corridor of the venue, and everyone followed the prestige.
Qian Yueling, the leader of qianyin sect, came up from downstairs with a female monk in qianluo clothes.
Eh!
Li Daochong said softly. He saw that there were acquaintances among the female nuns who came up, and there was more than one.
Why are they on black prison?
A big question mark flashed in Li Dao's head.