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

Zhou Yiqiao searched for all the information in his memory, but there was no content about the Red Lotus Fairy in front of him.

"Yaowang Valley and Jiange are both members of the Central Continent Holy Sect, but this Red Lotus Fairy is able to take the throne compared to Wu Meng."

"You must know that according to the old man of Feixian Sect, Wu Meng is already the sword leader of the sword pavilion, and his status is extremely noble."

"Does this Red Lotus Fairy have a higher status than Wu Meng in the Medicine King Valley?"

With his thoughts at this point, Zhou Yiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully looked at the Red Lotus Fairy sitting at the top.

The appearance of the Red Lotus Fairy was covered by a red veil, making it difficult to see clearly.

He is in the middle stage of Yuanying cultivation, but he gives people a feeling of being hidden and elusive.

Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself.

"It seems that this woman's identity is very special. At this trading conference, we will try to avoid communicating with her to avoid being tainted by the cause and effect."

With this thought in mind, he took the initiative to find an inconspicuous position in the room, waiting for Ji Fengyue and others who were sitting on the main seat to officially start trading.

In full view of everyone, Ji Fengyue and others communicated with each other in low voices for a moment, and finally Ji Fengyue, as the host, spoke first.

"Since it is a trading conference organized by Mr. Ji, it is up to Mr. Ji to make suggestions."

As he spoke, he opened his palms, and a rolled-up picture album appeared in his palms.

Ji Fengyue displayed the picture album, and a lifelike landscape painting immediately appeared in front of everyone.

In the painting, there are clouds and mist, and haze fills the sky.

A winding river stretches across the entire painting, winding like a silver dragon and extending into the distance.

"My master made this in his spare time and named it "Smoke and Water Picture"."

"There is a trace of my master's spiritual will on this smoke and water picture. As long as this picture is hung in your quiet room and you meditate before practicing, you can eliminate the possibility of going crazy during practice."

Speaking of this, Ji Fengyue obviously paused for a moment, obviously not yet thinking about what kind of treasure he would exchange this picture for.

After a few breaths, he finally made a decision.

"Since this is the first trading item, Ji will not ask for a high price, making this trading conference a good start."

"This picture is at least as good as a low-grade spiritual treasure. Ji will treat this picture as a low-grade spiritual treasure and exchange it for the same amount of spiritual stones or elixirs."

After Ji Fengyue said this, he placed the smoke and water picture on the stand in the center.

This is the rule of this trading conference. All monks who propose a transaction must place their items on the central stand for their favorite Taoist friends to choose from.

This is done, firstly, to be open and transparent during the bidding process and to speed up the process of the trading meeting, and secondly, to increase everyone's knowledge and experience.

Ji Fengyue had just sat back down when several monks who were interested in the smoke and water picture came forward to check it out.

After several people took turns to appreciate it, one of the favorite monks soon took out a low-grade spiritual weapon and exchanged it with Ji Fengyue.

This spiritual weapon is a dark short sword with a simple shape. Only the blade and scabbard are engraved with light golden runes.

However, the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from it are not strong, and compared with the several magical weapons used by Zhou Yiqiao, they are really shabby.

But Ji Fengyue did not refuse.

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist."

He nodded and put the spiritual weapon into his bag.

It can be seen from Ji Fengyue's residence that he is not a monk who lacks spiritual stones.

The main reason why he held this trading conference was to make connections through this event, or to form a good relationship with monks who were worthy of investment.

The first transaction was completed, and the atmosphere in the entire Changsheng Pavilion gradually became warmer.

The thin old man from Feixian Sect stood up and stepped forward, took out small wooden boxes and put them on the table, and said with a smile.

"I am under the command of Feixianzong Guo Xiaotian. There are seven Ning Gang Pills in this wooden box. Each pill sells for a thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

After that, Guo Xiaotian opened the wooden box, and in an instant, a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out from the wooden box and filled the entire venue.

Most of the monks, including Zhou Yiqiao, had their pupils shrink unconsciously after seeing the seven round pills in the wooden box.

There is no other reason. Each Ning Gang Dan has a Dan pattern on it.

What's more, the central Ninggang Pill has two solid and one empty, a total of three pill patterns!

The so-called Ninggang Pill is an emergency elixir that can help Nascent Soul monks recover their body's Gangqi as soon as possible after receiving serious injuries and avoid secondary injuries.

Ordinary Ning Gang Dan, after taking it, can restore Gang Qi to the Nascent Soul monk within at most one stick of incense and help him evacuate from the battlefield as soon as possible.

The Condensation Pill with pill patterns like the one that Guo Xiaotian took out has stronger medicinal properties, and it often only takes half a quarter of an hour to restore the monk's Gang Qi to its original state.

Not to mention the three-marked pill located in the center of the wooden box. According to Zhou Yiqiao's guess, it is very likely that the medicinal effect will occur within a few breaths after taking it!

Such elixirs are no different from many treasures used to bring the dead back to life!

Sure enough, the moment Guo Xiaotian closed the wooden box again, several monks immediately stood up from their seats.

Each of these people took out the treasures they wanted to trade, and quickly stepped forward to stop Guo Xiaotian who was about to return to his seat. Their enthusiasm was far more than Ji Fengyue's smoke and water picture.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, I am Li Ji of the Hunyuan Sect. This is a top-grade spiritual treasure. I would like to exchange it for the three-marked treasure pill!"

"Fellow Daoist Guo, I am a casual cultivator, He Kai. This is the key to enter the ruins of Senior Huashen Zhenzun Tongxuan. I would like to exchange this item for three Ninggang Pills with one pattern!"

All of these are different.

Each of the trading items given by these people was enough to stir the heartstrings of most of the monks in the venue, which was enough to show how precious the Ninggang Pill that Guo Xiaotian traded this time was.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Everyone was so eager, and Guo Xiaotian also responded enthusiastically to the transactions of the people in front of him.

Not only that, while he was trading with everyone, he glanced at Wu Meng, who was talking to Fairy Red Lotus, intentionally or unintentionally, with an undisguised look of provocation in his eyes.

Wu Meng was not blind, so he naturally saw Guo Xiaotian's provocation, but he just curled his lips indifferently and ignored it.

In the end, under everyone's eager scramble, Guo Xiaotian's seven Condensation Pills were exchanged for a top-grade spiritual treasure, a secret realm key, a fourth-grade top-grade monster hide and a bottle of diluted dragon blood!

Seeing Guo Xiaotian returning to his seat with a full load, Wu Meng, who had been ignoring Guo Xiaotian, stood up decisively and walked to the center of the venue.