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"No matter what grievances and grievances there are between you."

"But this is Tianbao Villa, can you give me some face?"

"It's not too late to resolve your conflicts in the future."

After finishing speaking, Du Zhengde looked at You Minghui, Chen Jingsheng and Yi Wei with old eyes.

"The three of you are all sixth-level perfect martial artists, and you are only a little bit away from seventh-level martial artists."

"The purpose of your coming here is to obtain treasures that can improve your cultivation. I advise you to cherish this opportunity."

"If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait three years before the Eighth Guwu Trading Conference will start."

"Can you really wait?"

Du Zhengde's words stunned all three of them.

Putting aside other things, the ancient martial arts world is respected by the strong, and Du Zhengde is a ninth-level martial artist, so they have to give him face no matter what.

"Okay, for the sake of Senior Du, the three of us are enduring our blood feud, and let you go today!"

"But don't be too complacent, your death will come soon!"

After uttering harsh words, the three left with hatred.

"Xu Qing."

"It's your first time participating in the Guwu Trading Conference."

"If you have something you like, do it as soon as possible."

"If it's too late, you won't get it."

After the three left, Du Zhengde showed a kind smile.

"Thank you, Senior Du, for reminding me."

Xu Qing cupped his fists and saluted.

"Okay, the trading conference will start soon."

"I still have work to do."

After speaking, Du Zhengde turned and left, and Xu Qing also returned to the door of No.13 room.

But when Xu Qing was about to sit down, his expression became weird.

It's really narrow, You Minghui entered room No.12, Chen Jingsheng entered room No.14, and Yi Wei entered room No.15.

The three of them just surrounded themselves in the middle.

But Xu Qing didn't pay attention to these three people at all, he simply leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a tall and very beautiful woman walked up to the high platform.

"All the leaders and seniors in the ancient martial arts world, the Seventh Trading Conference has officially begun."

"Those who participated in the previous trading conference have the priority to display trading products."

After finishing speaking, the woman took out a list: "Meng Ping, please show your trading items."

"it is good."

A third-level martial artist stood up from the audience.

Not everyone is eligible to enter the small room. Like him, there are hundreds of people sitting in the auditorium.

He took out a big hammer with shiny silver light: "This is a big hammer inherited from my family. It weighs one ton and one thousand catties."

"My family is in decline, and I'm not good at using this hammer, so I will bear the pain and give it to you ancient martial arts experts."

"The starting price of my hammer is twenty crystals, and the types of crystals are optional."

After Xu Qing glanced at the big hammer, he looked away.

The big hammer was so-so, and he didn't have the slightest interest in it.

But there are not many people who are interested.

Immediately, a strong man shouted: "22 green crystals, I want it!"

As soon as his voice fell, another big man who was stronger than him stood up.

The big man waved his hand: "25 red crystals!"

Three minutes later, a thin man called out the highest price of 3 green crystals and got the big hammer.

A guard carried a big hammer and handed the hammer to the thin man.

The maid took a bag of green crystals and handed the crystals to Meng Ping.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qing became a little puzzled.

Tianbao Villa didn't charge any handling fee. What's the point of holding a trading conference in Tianbao Villa that day?

……

As the trade conference was in full swing, Xu Qing got the answer.

Tianbao Mountain Villa also participated in the transaction. Tianbao Mountain Villa sometimes acts as a buyer and sometimes acts as a seller.

It seems that Du Zhengde's real purpose of holding the trade conference is to expand his network.

The contacts in the ancient martial arts world are much more important than those of ordinary people.

Soon, a man with sly eyebrows and a fourth-level martial artist stood up.

"Hi everyone, my name is Diao Xing."

"I have a big sword here, I wonder if you are interested?"

After speaking, Diao Xing took out a big sword.

This big sword is very long, and the light blue blade is simple and unpretentious.

But it was such a sword that aroused Xu Qing's interest.

A weapon that emits a cold glow may not be a good weapon.

Xu Qing could tell at a glance that the quality and sharpness of this great sword could be considered a top-quality sword.

With a glance at Xu Qing, everyone present is not stupid, and many people can see that the big sword is a good sword.

Seeing that he successfully attracted everyone's attention, Diao Xing smiled triumphantly: "This sword is not easy to come by."

"I dug it out of the ground."

Xu Qing cursed secretly, "Fuck, tomb robbery is tomb robbery, why are you talking so implicitly, you think everyone doesn't understand.

"Okay, I won't say much, everyone should know the quality of this sword."

"I don't want much, the starting price is eighty topaz."

As soon as Diao Xing's words came out, many people withdrew their thoughts of buying the sword.

The sword is indeed a good sword, but Diao Xing's asking price is not low.

However, there are still many people who are interested.

The bidding for the cyan sword rose sharply, and soon reached 150 topaz.

"Go up, go up!"

Diao Xingle blossomed.

If he sells the great sword, he can get a lot of crystals.

With these crystals, he can exchange for a lot of cultivation resources.

As long as there are training resources, a fifth-level martial artist is within easy reach.

Seeing many people shouting prices, Xu Qing was not in a hurry.

No way, money is so calm.

This sword is really good, it can be bought as a gift to Bai Lang.

Ever since Bai Lang became an ancient martial arts practitioner, he has been short of a good sword.

In the end, when the bidding reached 210 topaz, the bidding stopped.

"Anyone else want to bid?"

"If not..."

Xu Qing interrupted the girl on the high platform: "260 topaz!"

For a while, the audience was silent.

The price Xu Qing yelled was so high that no one wanted to follow him anymore.

"Okay, deal, deal!"

Diao Xing jumped up excitedly.

It was a surprise that the sword sold for 260 topaz.

For Xu Qing, 260 topaz is just a drizzle.

He directly added fifty more to prevent someone from wasting time bidding again.

Sure enough, as he thought, the high price of 260 topaz was called out, but no one followed.

After paying 260 topaz, Xu Qing got the great sword.

He held it in his hand, looked at it, and asked Lie Quan to pack it up and put it away.

The fiery trading conference is still going on.

Another woman stood up.

"Goddess Qinglian!"

"Goddess Qinglian!"

This person's name is Qing Meng'er, and he comes from a small sect called Qinglian Sect.

But many people shouted frantically, calling her Goddess Qinglian.

Xu Qing really wanted to spit on these people.

This Qing Menger's appearance is indeed pretty good, but it's too much to be called a goddess.

I didn't expect that the ancient martial arts world would also have hanging silk.