Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Although Li Wenbo is a Jindan Daoist, he is kind to He Yunxi, a foundation-building monk.

It can be seen that in Yanzhou, even if Jindan Zhenren wants to obtain Chaoyuan Dan, he must look at the other party's face.

Not only him, but there were also golden elixir monks around him who came to the stage to trade. Everyone who came to the stage took out a lot of rare spiritual materials and third-level elixir recipes from their storage bags.

Except for Li Wenbo, He Yunxi selected the best of the remaining two and made a deal with the two monks who paid the highest bids.

In just one cup of tea, He Yunxi harvested four third-level elixir recipes, six third-level spiritual materials, and more than 100,000 spiritual stones.

In addition, we also exchanged a lot of third-level talismans, spirit animal skins and other odds and ends. All in all, the harvest was quite fruitful.

He Yunxi bowed and was about to turn around and step down when the monk beside him who had not changed to Chaoyuan Dan asked hurriedly.

"Girl, we sincerely ask for this Chao Yuan Dan. Can we discuss it with your husband again and come up with two more for my transaction?"

He Yunxi sighed lightly, and then shook his head at these people.

"Although my concubine and my husband understand the thoughts of fellow Taoists, three of Chao Yuan Dan, an extremely rare elixir, are already the entire possessions of our couple."

Zhou Yiqiao was sitting under the stage and saw that He Yunxi was surrounded by several people and was reluctant to step down, so he jumped to her side.

He smiled, bowed his hands to everyone, and then explained.

"Fellow Taoists, my wife is right. These three Chaoyuan Pills are all our property. I hope you will understand."

After Zhou Yiqiao said this, the monks who were still unwilling to give up all stopped and retreated from the high platform with gloomy expressions.

After all, Yuan Dan was so precious this time, so it was an unexpected surprise for the couple in front of them to be able to get three of them.

He Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhou Yiqiao rescuing him, and thanked all his fellow Taoists with a smile in return.

The two of them left the high platform together, and Nan Feilong, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke again.

"This Chaoyuan Pill is indeed an extremely scarce item in our Yanzhou. Even for my Gusu Nan family, it is not easy to obtain a Chaoyuan Pill."

"But it just so happened that the Holy Emperor gave my Gusu Nan family a batch of Chaoyuan Pills some time ago. Today, Nan made the decision privately. After the fair, five Chaoyuan Pills will be provided for everyone to buy!"

As soon as Nan Feilong finished speaking, a burst of noise immediately erupted from the audience.

The elixir given by the Holy Emperor himself is more precious than the Chaoyuan elixir circulating in the market.

Zhou Yiqiao, who had just sat down, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He didn't expect that Nan Feilong would be so willing.

"Elixirs like the Chaoyuan Pill have always been expensive but not marketable due to the control. The direct descendants of the Gusu Nan family probably don't have enough. I didn't expect that Nan Feilong would be willing to sell it to gain fame."

"I really spent a lot of money to pave the way for Na Nanzheng."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured, then looked like it had nothing to do with him, sat in his seat, and observed the changes in the expressions of everyone present.

Nan Feilong's move was almost clear. Many monks under the high platform had already understood what he meant, and they all started to think about it, hoping to join Nan Zheng's command after the conference and participate in this heirloom.

Zhou Yiqiao glanced around, silently memorizing the looks of several monks with obvious expressions, and planned to keep a distance from them.

The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, and participating in the heir apparent is a matter of high risk and high reward. Zhou Yiqiao realizes that he has a moonstone space, so he only needs to stay away from major disputes and develop steadily.

While everyone in the field was changing their minds, the trade fair on the high platform was still in progress.

"This is a thousand-year-old purple flame grass I accidentally harvested. I hope it can be exchanged for resources that can help the foundation-building monks practice!"

Another monk in the late stage of foundation building came to the stage to trade. As soon as he finished speaking, several monks were eager to exchange with him.

He Yunxi received Zhou Yiqiao's instruction and jumped onto the high platform again. After some bargaining, he finally exchanged the purple flame grass for the highest price.

Because the Nan family had their own agenda for this conference, most of the people invited were Jindan Daoists, but there were fewer monks in the foundation-building realm.

But after an hour, all the transactions between the foundation-building monks came to an end.

Nan Feilong flew onto the stage and loudly announced that the final exchange meeting had officially begun.

As soon as he opened his mouth, several monks who had gained a lot stood up and left, obviously fearing that they would be coveted by someone who wanted to.

Zhou Yiqiao and Zhou Yiqiao sat firmly on the spot and had no intention of getting up and leaving together.

This time, the two of them changed their body shapes and were able to deceive others; secondly, although they took out elixirs such as Chaoyuan Dan, compared with the precious spiritual materials that everyone took out, Chaoyuan Dan was just a middle-class item, except for Some people with good intentions are not overly conspicuous.

The two of them sat under the high platform and watched one senior after another step up to the high platform to share their experience in cultivating immortals with everyone. They also benefited a lot.

After a while, the exchange meeting gradually came to an end. When Zhou Yiqiao and He Yunxi were secretly sighing, a faint fragrance suddenly filled the entire square, making many monks' eyes light up.

"what happened?"

Zhou Yiqiao released his consciousness and discovered that the scent was coming from the east side of the exchange meeting.

Following the direction of the fragrance, Zhou Yiqiao quickly discovered the source of the fragrance.

A female cultivator in a yellow shirt was standing at the entrance of Guangcheng with her hands behind her back, as if she was waiting for someone.

This female cultivator in a yellow shirt has a delicate face and snow-white skin. Although she is alone at the door of the building, she still makes the nearby monks stop frequently.

Zhou Yiqiao searched with his spiritual consciousness and found that behind the female cultivator in yellow, there were more than a dozen monks, all of whom were in the foundation-building realm, and these monks all had strong mana fluctuations.

"This appearance is somewhat similar to Nan Feilong and Nan Zheng. This person has always been the daughter of the head of the Gusu Nan family."

Zhou Yiqiao muttered something in his mind and quietly hid his consciousness without disturbing anyone.

At this time, on the high platform, Nan Feilong's face was filled with joy, and he looked at the female cultivator in yellow and said loudly.

"Amei, you have always lived in seclusion, why are you here today?"

After saying this, Nan Feilong turned his head and introduced to everyone in the audience.

"This girl is my sister, Nan Feiqing."

Upon hearing Nan Feilong's introduction, the monks present all bowed respectfully and called out that they had seen Miss Nan.

Nan Feiqing nodded in return without any pretense.

"Fellow Taoists, you're welcome. I'm here this time to make this event more interesting and to give my brother a small gift."

Nan Feiqing moved her lotus steps lightly and walked slowly to the center of the square.

The guard on the side untied the package from behind and slowly unfolded it, revealing a dark, unknown animal skin inside.