In this way, he spent the whole day wandering in the market, but he was not in a hurry to take action.

Anyway, the Qi Gathering Pill I want to buy is just a very ordinary thing, and there is no need to compete with anyone. What I have to do now is to be familiar with the situation.

So, after walking around all day, Qin Yan gained great gains. Although he couldn't tell the price of various items, he knew it well.

At the same time, Qin Yan also discovered that there were far more monks who came to participate in this small trade fair than he had imagined, and there were thousands of them.

However, they are all immortal cultivators at the Qi refining level. If you think that masters who have successfully built foundations are disdainful to participate.

Among them, the main ones are scattered cultivators.

There are not many monks coming from the Immortal Sect.

This was a bit beyond his expectations.

You should know that the Luoyun Mountain Range is undulating, 800 miles away, and the Luoxue Sect is only a drop in the ocean. In addition to Qin Yan’s sect, there are two major immortal cultivation sects here, namely Tianfu Mountain and Lingyao Valley.

As the name suggests, you can tell from the name that these two major sects are good at elixir and the other is good at talisman making.

The strength of these two major sects is as different from that of Luoxue Sect. The three families live together in Luoyun Mountains and have been passed down for thousands of years.

At the small trade fair, it is indeed useless for experts above the foundation building, but disciples at the level of Qi refining in the three sects should still be very interested in participating. Why didn’t they see many people?

Are those guys all like themselves, hiding their names and changing their appearance?

Qin Yan couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Of course, he was just curious and had no intention of exploring it in his heart.

It doesn't matter whether those guys come or not.

In this way, I spent the next day in peace, and the world of immortal cultivation was not always fighting and killing.

...

On the third day, the sun rose and the small trade fair officially kicked off.

When Qin Yan came outside, there were more people than he had imagined. It seemed that one day yesterday, many more people came to Tianhui Peak.

This time, he saw many people wearing the clothes of disciples of the sect, and even some big figures who deliberately came late.

The originally messy market also became orderly.

Unlike yesterday, any rag can become a stall. Today, all stalls are provided by the organizers of the fair. Of course, a certain fee must be paid, but it looks obviously more formal and more pleasing.

Someone maintains order.

Although under normal circumstances, it will not interfere with transactions, at least it will be eliminated from forcing buying and selling, and it will not allow anyone to rely on their profound cultivation to bully others.

Everything looks very good.

"Look, it's the cultivator from Lingyao Valley. He is actually coming in groups. Is the one who leads the team Cao Menggu?"

"Cao Menggu, are you talking about the famous genius in Lingyaogu, the youngest true teaching in a century?"

"Who else is there besides him? I heard that this person is less than twenty years old this year and has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. He is unprecedented and has no one to come later. Otherwise, he would not have been appointed by the elders and become a true disciple."

"Will such an existence come to participate in small trade fairs?"

"What's impossible? Maybe someone else is tired of practicing and can't come out to relax?"

...

Qin Yan's heart was moved by the talk of talking and talking, and he had really heard of Cao Menggu's name. Although it was not the same sect, who made the other party so famous?

True teachings that are less than 20 years old will attract attention wherever they are placed.

It is a foregone conclusion that foundation building is a must. Many people are speculating about how old he is to become the ancestor of the Golden Pill.

It can be said that this person was born with a halo and his whole life was full of attention.

And his arrival attracted almost everyone's attention.

Qin Yan also turned his head.

What comes into view is a row of wooden kites, which require high-level monks to fly. For ordinary cultivators, if they want to experience the feeling of flying, wooden kites are a good choice.

Of course, this thing is also very expensive. Lingyao Valley has made a lot of money this time. Of course, other disciples who can receive such treatment are probably due to Cao Menggu's glory.

The other disciples were all sitting on a wooden kite with two or three people, while the guy named Cao stood out and rode a crane very coolly. He was dressed like snow in white, and his brocade robe and jade belt. I have to say that others were also very handsome, so the effect was amazing, and everyone's eyes were attracted by him.

However, male monks are mostly guilty and envious, jealous and hateful. As for those female monks, they all look like crazy, and their eyes are almost full of stars.

Among them, Qin Yan is the calmest one, carefree and happy, neither envious nor jealous. Whether the other party is cool or arrogant, what does it have to do with me?

Just do your own thing well.

So he just took a look and then withdrew his gaze, and then Qin Yan came back to the market.

Today there are more people, and there are a wide variety of treasures, and the sound of hawking and bargaining comes one after another.

Not far away, two monks fell in love with a treasure at the same time, and they were fighting to blush and raising prices. The stall owner smiled and the anger between them became increasingly fierce. If it weren't for the fact that there were immortal cultivators who maintained order nearby, they might have drawn their swords toward each other!

Further away, a monk grabbed the stall owner and spitted everywhere, with a look of indignation. Although it was far apart and it was noisy around here, it was still not difficult to hear clearly with Qin Yan's five senses and six consciousnesses. The other party bought a treasure from him at a high price yesterday. The other party yelled that it was only available in the sky but not on the ground. But when he saw it today, it was a thing on the street, and it only cost one-third of the price.

I was cheated.

So the man naturally refused to give up and came to the stall owner to argue.

Both sides held their own opinions, which attracted many monks who watched.

There are many similar scenes in the market. There are no immortal style here, and there are only bargaining and playing games with buyers and sellers. Qin Yan couldn't help but shook his head and sigh. The world is bustling and all for profit. His beautiful imagination of the world when he was a child was finally completely disillusioned.

Qin Yan stopped in front of a stall.

The stall is a young girl, who is seventeen or eighteen years old. She looks so beautiful, but she is also pretty and pleasing.

There were a lot of things sold at the stall, but Qin Yan just picked up a bottle: "How to sell this?"

"There is a Qi-gathering pill in it. A bottle of ten pieces is sold for only one spirit stone." The girl sorted out her hair on her temples, and a crisp sound came into her ears.

"A ten spirit stones are considered fair price, but I have to depend on the quality of your Qi Gathering Pill."
Chapter completed!