Chapter 1037

"Oh, purple Yan sect is absolutely useless in order to get more cultivation resources, which is harmful to the reputation of the three quality and powerful Zong!"

When it comes to this matter, Ge Feng can't help but at last he sighs: "this is the benefit of the powerful clan! I am stronger than you, I will be overbearing. What can you do? "

Shenyulin and Huang Miao listened to ge Feng, all silent.

The world of martial arts and Taoism, which is a truth that can not be broken through ages, is the weak and strong food.

Only the strong will win respect, can we do whatever they want and dominate everything.

For the four quality clan gates like the Bitao martial arts academy, only if the overall strength overtakes Ziyan sect can we get rid of the situation of being oppressed and let go of the slaughter.

However, although there are three innate spiritual root disciples and some qualified disciples in the current Bitao martial arts academy, the lack of cultivation resources has become a major obstacle to the progress of those disciples. Therefore, it is still a long way to go to catch up with Ziyan sect.

"The zongmen assembly will officially begin two days later. In these two days, you can walk around in Ziyan city and open your eyes. But you give me remember, purple Yan City, Hidden Dragon crouching tiger, must not easily provoke trouble. You know? "

After a rest in his own residence, Ge Feng called Fang Bai and others together, and ordered several words carefully, and then said, "I will go to the martial arts trade market in the west of the city to exchange some of the cultivation resources that our clan needs. If you want to go with me, say, I will take you with me. Think of the rest of the city to play, do not come back too late at night, lest I worry! Remember? "

Nine disciples nodded, some of them said they would go to the martial arts trade market with Ge Feng, some were ready to go around the city, and the three or three or two slowly dispersed.

Liu Qingqing wanted to stay with Fang Bai, but she was taken by shenyulin and Huang Miao to go shopping.

Soon, there was only one square white left in the large courtyard.

Fang Bai went out of the yard, left Zhuque City, and went to a remote place without any one. He first changed his clothes, then he carried his whole body blood and moved his face and flesh, changed his appearance and his body was a little short.

When he reappears before people, he is a middle-aged warrior in black robe, fair skin and thin figure.

After asking a passer-by about the specific location of the Wu people trading market, Fang Bai Ji walked.

To the west of the city, Zhuque street, far away from the end of the street stands two gates, the door is painted with a fire-related beast, above the gate hung a huge sign of gold, the sign reads "Purple city warrior trading market" several golden and dazzling words, the settlement of the writing is not the national Lord of the thousand lakes, but the current leader of Ziyan Zong Li Zheng.

Thus, purple Yan Zong is the true master of the thousand lake country.

The gate of the martial arts trading market is also guarded by the armed people. If you want to enter the trading market for a visit or transaction, you need to pay ten yuan of "entrance fee" to get a special waist card with a number to enter successfully.

"This market for martial arts trade, where tens of thousands of martial arts trade here every day. Just the entrance fee every day is a great income!"

Fang Bai entered the martial arts trading market with waist cards, and saw the lively scene in the meantime, and he did not secretly complain about ziyanzong.

In the vast trading market, tens of thousands of martial arts linger. They wear various kinds of clothing, including disciples from various major schools in thousand lakes, many non sectarian martial arts practitioners, and even foreign martial arts. As long as they see the training resources they need, they will stop to bargain to see if they have hope to take them.

In order to raise or lower prices, both sides of the transaction shouted and argued rationally, and the quarrel was red and red, but they were happy.

In the trading space, there is a continuous stream of vitality, which is released from cultivation resources such as medicine and pills.

Fangbai God knows the spread, and has been turning around in the trading market, and I have known some of the situations here.

Tens of thousands of the martial arts here, most of the them are heaven class, only a small part of the those who are in the wild level, and there are no Hongshi martial arts.

The cultivation resources of the martial arts trade mainly include low-grade and low-level, which can make Fang Bai move less.

"Eh? This tripod furnace is very good, and it can be bought to make pills. "

After a stall, Fang Bai's eyes swept through a cauldron and was not attracted.

The tripod stove is three feet high. At first glance, it looks black and dark, and it is very old and dark.

The tripod of the tripod stove is engraved with mysterious array rune that ordinary martial arts people can't understand, which seems to contain some strange power.

But this strange force can only be sensed by the martial arts with chaotic real body and extremely sensitive sense. If fangbai finds it, it will probably continue to be buried.

Although many of the martial arts in the trading market are aware of goods, they can not see what materials the Ding furnace in Fang Bai Xiang is made of. It is just that the tripod furnace is common and not like any rare treasure.They didn't know that for many pharmacists who often made pills, the cauldron furnace was made of rare fire refined iron as the main material and added with other materials. It has reached the level of a high-quality spirit instrument, and it is difficult to exchange it with ordinary cultivation resources.

As a matter of fact, even the stall owner who put out the cauldron didn't know that the ancient cauldron stove he had unintentionally obtained could be so precious.

Fang Bai looked at the price of the cauldron, and found that 20000 pieces of low-grade huoyuanshi and 20 bottles of low-grade Juyuan pills were not expensive, but in fangbai's space ring, there were some low-grade Huoyuan stones and some low-grade Juyuan pills, which were enough to exchange for the cauldron.

"Brother, I like your tripod stove. Can you make it cheaper?"

Fang Bai picked up the tripod stove and looked at it in his eyes. He pretended to be careless and asked the stall owner.

The owner of the stall is a perfect warrior of heaven level. He looks more than ten years older than Fang Bai after he changed his face. He is short and thin. He has two goat beards and looks like a wretched and wicked man.

Looking at the clothes of the stall owner, he should be a martial arts practitioner with no clan or sect.

"Little brother, I got this tripod stove from a dangerous place with great efforts. The price can't be less!"

The stall owner said solemnly.

"I came out in a hurry. I didn't bring so many stones and pills Well, I'll trade you this cauldron stove with a crystal tear of 500 years old. What do you think? "

Fang Bai knew the value of the cauldron, and the price marked by the stall owner was not expensive, so he did not continue to bargain, and decided to exchange it with a crystal tear.

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