Chapter 535 Trouble

"The variety of materials here is indeed very complete, but I haven't come across any of the best ones yet." Chen Feng shook his head.

First of all, Chen Feng no longer needs magic weapons, elixirs and ores, and although there are a lot of these things in this trading place, in Chen Feng's opinion, they are all of average quality.

Of course, Chen Feng still bought some things along the way, such as some medicinal materials that he didn't have on his body, which will be used for alchemy in the future. In addition to these, there are also some weird things, such as what Chen Feng is playing with now. A palm-sized black piece of iron-like thing.

"Boss, what is this?" Chen Feng asked casually.

"Hey, brother, you are really discerning. This is a dragon scale." The boss is a thin old man with a cunning look in his triangular eyes. At first glance, he is not a kind person.

"Dragon scales, this is a very good thing. I don't know how you sell it, boss." Chen Feng had a smile on his face, while Jian Xiaotian started coughing.

"You really want to buy it." After hearing this, the old man was stunned. It was obviously a joke. Is this kid a fool, or is this thing really a treasure?

But when the old man thought that there was no good stuff in his stall, he thought about it and quoted a number.

"A thousand precious crystals."

"Haha, a dragon scale is worth a thousand crystals. It's really cheap." Chen Feng laughed.

"That's, that's because I think the little brother is kinder, yes, more kind, we just get along better." The old man smiled awkwardly.

"Since we are more compatible, it would be great if you could just give it to me." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Gah!" The old man's eyes widened immediately. He had seen many thick-skinned old men, but he had never encountered one who was so thick-skinned and could hit a snake with a stick.

"Haha, I'm kidding, old man, I think we have a certain affinity, so let's just make friends. I took away a hundred pieces of precious crystals." Chen Feng said and waved his palm, and a spiritual stone appeared in his palm, but it didn't work. It's not the precious crystal that Chen Feng said, but a more advanced holy crystal.

"This is the Holy Crystal." After all, the old man was also a monk in the heavenly realm who had survived the thunder tribulation. His eyes immediately lit up when he saw the spirit stone in Chen Feng's hand.

"How about it? Can I buy it? If not, forget it." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, of course." The old man hurriedly grabbed the spirit stone from Chen Feng's hand. This is a piece of holy crystal. It is much more precious than a hundred precious crystals. Of course, the main reason is that the old man knows that he The piece of rotten iron in your hand is not worth that much.

"Brother Chen, what is this? It can't really be a treasure, right?" Jian Xiaotian said doubtfully while holding the black iron piece after leaving the stall.

"It's not a treasure, but it is indeed the scales on the dragon's body. Although it is a little damaged, it is still of some value." Chen Feng smiled. In fact, this kind of thing is dispensable to Chen Feng. Just being idle and bored.

"Hey, I thought it was something good." Jian Xiaotian shook his head and threw the scales in his hand to Chen Feng.

"I just fell in love with a magical medicine over there. It's really good, but the old man's price was too high."

"Elixir, what elixir?" Chen Feng was a little surprised. You must know that Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian both obtained a lot of elixirs in the secret realm. Nowadays, elixirs that are less than a thousand years old are generally not given to the two of them. in the eyes.

"A blood dragon ginseng." Jian Xiaotian whispered.

"This is a good thing. Let's go and take a look."

When he arrived at an inconspicuous stall, Chen Feng did see the blood dragon ginseng, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "The three thousand-year-old blood dragon ginseng is comparable to the ordinary five-thousand-year-old blood dragon ginseng." After taking the medicine, why don’t you go to the auction house?”

"Haha, little brother, you have a good eye. If you dig out a spiritual medicine and go to the auction house, then the auction house will not be busy all day." The old man said with a smile, and he looked quite kind.

"That's right. I want this blood dragon ginseng. I wonder if the senior needs spiritual stones or other things in exchange?" Chen Feng has long seen the old man's cultivation level. He is at the eighth level of heaven. Chen Feng was shocked. A monk of this status was setting up a stall here, which made Chen Feng feel strange.

"Forget the spiritual stone, I need a three-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine that is helpful to the soul and consciousness in exchange." The old man said with a smile.

"This old man's soul has been injured. It seems that he needs elixir to refine the Spirit-accumulating Pill." Ta said.

"I do have the elixir for spiritual consciousness, but if I exchange it, I will suffer a loss. Everyone knows that the elixir for the soul is more precious than other elixirs." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Little brother, does he really have a spiritual elixir?" A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Senior, what do you think of this spirit-accumulating grass?" Chen Feng moved his palm and took out a spiritual medicine.

"Yunling grass, it turns out to be Yunling grass, or a three-thousand-year-old Yunling grass. It's great. This is the best material for refining the spirit pill." The old man stood up excitedly and almost stretched out his hand to touch Chen. Feng snatched the elixir from his hand.

But the old man finally controlled it: "Haha, I lost my temper. I wonder if little brother can exchange with me?"

"Okay, but senior still needs to come up with something." Chen Feng nodded. Chen Feng was indeed interested in this blood dragon ginseng. This is a great elixir that can strengthen the blood and condense the body. It contains The overbearing medicinal power is exactly what Chen Feng needs.

"This." The old man's face showed some difficulty.

"What's wrong, senior?" Chen Feng was a little confused. Doesn't this cultivator at the eighth level of the heavenly man realm have anything on him?

"Hehe, to be honest with you, I have encountered some things recently, and I really don't have other precious things on me. Do you think this will work?" The old man paused for a moment, and then continued: "I usually know how to refine some pills. If you are willing, I can help you refine a furnace of earth-level pills. Of course, you need to provide the materials yourself."

When the old man said this, he was a little helpless and a little nervous, fearing that Chen Feng would not be willing. This also showed that the old man really needed the Yunling grass in Chen Feng's hand.

"Refine pills." Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.

"Okay, I agree to the exchange. I wonder when you have time?" Chen Feng nodded and handed the Yunling grass to the old man.

After receiving the soul-enriching grass, the old man immediately showed a happy expression on his face: "I wonder if my little brother can wait for ten days?"

"Ten days, yes." Chen Feng nodded and told the old man where he lived. He reached out to take the blood dragon ginseng, but at this time, something unexpected happened. A fierce gust of wind took the blood dragon ginseng away, so that Chen Feng and the old man did not react.

However, the first thing Chen Feng did after he reacted was to reach out and grab the blood dragon ginseng. With a crisp sound, the three thousand year old blood dragon ginseng broke into two pieces, and Chen Feng grabbed half of it.

"Hey!" Chen Feng's eyes immediately flashed with a trace of murderous intent.

Swish!

Jian Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Xiaotian Divine Sword turned into a stream of light and slashed at a middle-aged monk wearing a high crown.

This sword contained a trace of heavenly thunder power and the rolling sword aura. In addition, Jian Xiaotian's own Daluo battle body, with rich blood and qi, ordinary fifth-level cultivators could not resist Jian Xiaotian's attack.

However, this thunder and sword were blocked by the person who came. A condensed fist light directly smashed Jian Xiaotian's long sword, and then a domineering fist filled the sky and earth, disturbing the spiritual energy in all directions, and bombarded Jian Xiaotian and Chen Feng.

"A cultivator of the seventh level of heaven and man." Chen Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the young cultivator had found helpers in this short time, and wanted to kill the two of them right away. Such a domineering behavior made Chen Feng murderous.

When Chen Feng was about to take out the holy weapon to teach the other party a lesson, the old man who had been standing beside him suddenly made a move. A small bronze tripod suddenly flew out and blocked Chen Feng and the others.

Boom!

The huge fist hit the small tripod, and the dull sound made the surrounding cultivators all cover their ears and scream, especially Zhao Tian, ​​who was following the middle-aged cultivator, sitting on the ground with blood flowing from all seven orifices.

Dengdengdeng!

The middle-aged man retreated again and again, his face looked a little ugly: "Old Yao, do you want to interfere in the affairs of our Tianchi Sect?"

"Haha, I dare not, but you bully people like this, even an old man like me can't stand it." The small tripod kept turning in the old man's palm.

"Sacred weapon!" Chen Feng was even more surprised. The old man who even had a sacred weapon couldn't even take out anything else, and he was still trading in such a chaotic place. This was really too low-key.

"Old Yao, you are meddling in other people's business before your wounds have healed. Do you think you are a human immortal?" Before the middle-aged cultivator spoke, Zhao Tian started shouting again.

"Hey, young people nowadays are really rude." The old Yao sneered and flicked the small tripod in his hand, and a wave of air condensed with sound waves rushed towards Zhao Tian.

"Ba Long Fist!" The middle-aged cultivator Zhao Ming quickly punched and broke the air wave, but the impact force made Zhao Ming retreat a few steps again, and Zhao Tian and others fell to the ground again, very embarrassed.

"What happened?"

Hua La La La! A whole team of soldiers in shining armor rushed over with weapons. These soldiers were all composed of cultivators in the Heavenly Man Realm. With the murderous aura on their bodies, the murderous aura was everywhere. The cultivators outside retreated again, and some stalls that had not been collected in time were scattered all over the ground.

"Kill these three people on the spot." Zhao Tian suddenly shouted.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao." A total of 32 cultivators in the Heavenly Man Realm immediately formed an attack formation and were about to fight.

"So you Tianchi Sect are so domineering." Yao Laotou waved his hand and the bronze tripod flew up and grew larger in the air. A bronze aura enveloped himself, Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian.