Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

After a while.

"I'm very interested in this drop of blood." Wei Yang held the jade bottle and looked at the old man in green robe, "Old sir, how do you deal?"

"Are you sure you want it?" The old man in green robe reminded.

"Sure." Wei Yang nodded with a casual smile on his face, "I like to study things from ancient times."

"Nonsense, I like it too." The old man in green robe rolled his eyes.

Several Dou Zun present also showed a tacit smile.

After reaching their level, there are actually not many things that they can pursue.

Everyone has similar hobbies. They are all very interested in items from ancient times and like to study in this area.

Some are more extreme, and some even spend most of their wealth just for this, only to buy back a bunch of useless items.

However, I still enjoy it and never tire of it.

Gently stroking the jade bottle with his thumb, Wei Yang looked at the old man in green robe, waiting for the price to be announced.

"Let's do this. Give me the Blue Underworld Flame, and then add a seventh-grade elixir to me, and it's yours." The old man in green robes stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before saying.

"Okay." Wei Yang nodded readily.

He threw the jade bottle containing Qingming Cangyan directly to the old man, then turned over his hand and took out a jade bottle and put it in front of him.

"This is Su Xin Dan, can you take a look?"

This Su Xin Pill was refined by him working overtime in the previous three days. Due to time issues, he did not perform the additional step of infusing spirits. It can be regarded as a relatively ordinary Su Xin Pill.

"Oh, Suxin Pill?" The old man in green robe first checked the Qingming Cangyan. After making sure that there was no problem, he grabbed another jade bottle.

He opened the bottle cap, poured out one of the pale white elixirs, then put it to his nose and sniffed it.

"The quality is okay." He nodded and put the elixir back.

"The boy is quite cheerful, unlike some people who just don't buy it and also like to chatter."

These words made the melon-eating Douzuns next to them look a little unnatural.

Wei Yang smiled and put the jade bottle containing a drop of ancient blood essence into the ring, then took the jade box containing the snow bone ginseng from the jade platform and put it away.

"Hehe, boy, take a look, what else are you interested in? I'll give you a discount." The old man in green robes looked at Wei Yang with a smile on his face, a little expectantly.

I have been setting up a stall on the top floor for most of the day, and it is finally open.

Of course, it was also because the old man in green robe was a little bored himself, and he also wanted to deal with some items that he didn't need at hand.

After all, after reaching the eighth level, sometimes it is really quite leisurely.

They don't bother to take small orders, and there are very few large orders, so sometimes it may be rare to open the furnace even once a year.

Because if you want to hire someone from the Eighth Grade to make elixirs, in addition to having to prepare your own Eighth Grade medicinal materials and even elixir recipes, the remuneration is sometimes a problem.

Moreover, you have to have someone of the eighth level who likes you and is willing to make elixirs for you, or you have to have connections and can get on the line, or the reward you offer really impresses them, otherwise, it will be difficult.

"No, I have limited funds. If I buy any more, I will really go bankrupt." Wei Yang waved his hand helplessly and turned to leave.

It's not that he really can't afford it, but there are too many good things. He must stay rational and restrain his desire to buy.

Otherwise, he would have to give up all his belongings and cause disaster.

"Tsk." In response, the old man in green robe lightly tskted, looking rather regretful, and then continued to lazily close his eyelids.

"etc."

The transaction was finally over, but at this moment, an old man in gray robe hurriedly came from a distance.

His speed was very ghostly. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Wei Yang before his voice even came.

Wei Yang frowned slightly and glanced at the person, his eyes also slightly condensed.

This is an old man wearing a gray robe, with skin as white as snow, an overall feminine temperament, and sinister eyes.

With his keen soul perception, Wei Yang was able to detect that this person was very strong, probably almost as strong as Binghe's level.

The sudden appearance of this old man also made people around him look at him again.

And when these people saw the visitor, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"This old ghost is here too." The black-robed Douzun snorted softly.

"What's the matter?" Wei Yang asked with a calm expression.

"Haha, little friend, I am also very interested in the drop of ancient essence and blood you purchased before. I wonder if you can give it to me? I can exchange it with you for an eighth-level Yin beast fire." The feminine old man said to Wei Yang grinned, but a breath appeared faintly on his body, locking on Wei Yang's body.

Hidden threats.

Wei Yang suddenly frowned and stared at the feminine old man. After a moment, he slowly shook his head and said lightly: "I'm sorry."

After saying this, he turned his feet and moved to the side, trying to avoid the feminine old man and leave from the other side.

"Hehe, it's not up to you. Walk slowly." The feminine old man sneered and shook his hand slightly.

Suddenly.

Buzz~

A powerful force of space spread out, making the space around the two people seem to be completely frozen.

Wei Yang's moving footsteps also stopped for an instant.

Feeling the powerful force of space pressing on him, his face gradually became gloomy.

Seeing that Wei Yang was imprisoned, the feminine old man seemed to have no intention of robbing him. Instead, his eyes turned to the green-robed old man behind Hanyu Terrace.

He turned his hands, took out a jade bottle, and opened the lid.

A ball of cold flame, about the size of a palm, with a dark gray color, slowly floated and appeared.

Click, click, click~

As the flame emerged, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, making a slight clicking sound.

The surrounding temperature also dropped suddenly, and a feeling of extreme cold spread across the air.

Upon closer inspection, you can see that even the space above the flame is cracked by the cold, with tiny gaps appearing.

Everyone's eyes narrowed.

Hanminghuo!

Eighth level beast fire.

A Dou Zun level beast fire!

The feminine old man waved his hand gently, and the dark gray flame slowly floated towards the green-robed old man.

"Old Qing, the transaction has just been completed, and this kid has not left the scene. Now as long as you are willing to regret it, take back the previous transaction, and give me that drop of ancient blood essence, this Han Ming Fire will be yours. Yes." The feminine old man smiled.

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone around him darkened slightly.

Although this move is not a blatant violation of the rules of the trade fair, it is at most a dispute, but it is inevitably suspected of bullying the small.

The old man in green robe raised his eyes and looked at the dark gray flame floating in front of him. Then he glanced at Wei Yang and Yinrou old man with interest.

After a moment, he smiled.

Under the gloomy gaze of the feminine old man, the green-robed old man waved his hand gently, but brushed back the dark gray flame.

"Old ghost Yin, everything has its own first come, first served. I am not the kind of person who is blind to money. Although this eighth-level beast fire is indeed good, now that the transaction has been completed, the items have changed hands, and the money and goods have been cleared. Naturally, I will never regret it again," the old man in green robe said calmly.

Hearing this, the people around him who were looking at the excitement all nodded secretly.

The character of an eighth-grade alchemist is indeed guaranteed.

This involves reputation issues.

If he always goes back on his word, then no one would dare to ask him to make medicine.

Regarding the words of the old man in green robe, some ugly expression also flashed across Old Ghost Yin's feminine face.

Glancing at the old man in green robe, he then turned to Wei Yang. Old Ghost Yin said slowly: "I'm a Yin Ghost from the Tianming Sect. Boy, take this Han Ming Fire and trade that drop of ancient blood essence to me."

Seeing that Wei Yang seemed to want to speak, he continued: "Boy, I advise you to think carefully before speaking. There are many friends and many paths. It is not wise to offend someone for a drop of blood that has almost exhausted its essence. "

"I will exchange an eighth-level beast fire with you. Speaking of which, not only will you not suffer a loss, but you will make a huge profit."