The female cultivator in red stood tall, reached into her sleeve with one hand, took out a fist-sized blue bead, and placed it directly on the table.

Immediately afterwards, the female cultivator in red looked around the audience and spoke slowly: "This object is a secret treasure, the water-dividing bead. It is useful for deep-sea sneaking and dealing with water-attribute spells. It has been removed from the Primordial Spirit mark. All fellow Taoists use your mind power to cast it."

You will know if you exchange it for a defensive secret treasure, I can make up the difference appropriately."

There were monks at the scene who showed thoughtful expressions, but they were covered by masks and could not be seen by others. Many monks used their telekinesis to carefully observe the water-dividing beads.

Although Gu Xuan did not have a defensive secret treasure, he thought that he would go to the deep sea to look for Di Hong in the future and might need water-dividing beads, so he secretly asked: "Senior, is this treasure worth exchanging?"

Wang Mang understood Gu Xuan's thoughts and immediately responded: "It won't be of much use, so it's okay not to change it."

Wang Mang's vision was naturally good, and Gu Xuan immediately gave up the idea.

At this time, a female cultivator in pink sent a message to the female cultivator in red.

When the woman in red heard the words, she seemed to be thinking about it, and then sent a message back.

The female cultivator in pink sent another message, then left her seat and walked to the stone table.

The female cultivator in red immediately picked up the water-dividing beads, walked to the body of the female cultivator in pink, flicked her sleeves, and a blue light shield flashed out, covering their bodies.

For a moment, the blue light shield flashed away, and the female cultivator in red returned to her seat. Although her expression could not be seen, it was obvious that she had reached a deal with the female cultivator in pink.

The female cultivator in pink stood directly behind the stone table, took out a piece of jade slip, shook it quickly towards the cultivator present, immediately held it in her hand, and said slowly: "This is a secret technique of invisibility, only the consciousness can see through it, exchange it for a high-grade jade slip."

Shengyuan Dan, or a bottle of middle-grade Shengyuan Dan, I can make up the price difference."

After the woman finished speaking, there was a look of expectation in her eyes, but unfortunately she was met with a cold reception. After waiting for a long time, there was no response from the monk, and she finally came back disappointed.

The two male cultivators stood up together, and then the black-robed male cultivator took the initiative to sit down and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please go first."

"Thank you."

The monk in brocade robes walked behind the stone table, flicked his sleeves, and a green rope flew out from it. With the movement of his mind, the green light on the surface of the rope flashed and disappeared in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a green light flashed on the surface of the stone table, and blue light ropes were tied up.

The brocade-robed monk solemnly said: "The secret treasure spirit-binding rope is used in battle. It is extremely difficult to prevent. Let's exchange it for a talisman. If you fellow Taoists want to exchange it for other treasures, please don't open your mouth."

Seeing the function of the spirit-binding rope, many monks were quite interested, including Gu Xuan, but the words of the brocade-robed monk made many people exchange their thoughts. Not everyone has a talisman.

While Gu Xuan was hesitating, the man surnamed Wu next to him sent a message to the monk in golden robes. After the other party sent a message back, he happily left his seat and came forward.

In Gu Xuan's eyes, the spirit-binding rope was an excellent combat treasure, and was eventually exchanged for a talisman by a man named Wu.

This made Gu Xuan take a high look at the man named Wu. He owned a talisman and rented a high-end cave, so he must have an extraordinary background.

After the monks in brocade robes returned to their seats, the man surnamed Wu stood behind the stone table. With a flick of his sleeve, a gray spiritual boat flew out and landed on the table.

With the activation of thought power, the surface of the gray spirit boat flashed with light and suddenly disappeared, apparently becoming invisible.

"This is a low-grade flying boat. It requires mental power at the late stage of the Gangli realm to see through its invisibility."

The man surnamed Wu's voice was mellow. When he said this, he paused slightly, but the spirit boat did not appear.

"My request is not high, I only want a bottle of spiritual wine, but I want a strong spiritual wine, the more

The stronger the better. Alas, the only thing I like is drinking. Unfortunately, most of the spiritual wines in the spiritual world are not strong enough and are far inferior to the worldly wines."

As soon as the man surnamed Wu finished speaking, three monks and even a female monk sent messages to him at the same time.

The man surnamed Wu conveyed a few words to them, and when the three interested monks came forward together, he waved his sleeves and flashed a red light shield.

This time, after waiting for a long time, the red light shield flashed away, and the man named Wu returned to his seat with the three interested monks. It seemed that the exchange was not successful.

Next, the monks came forward one by one, and the exchange treasures they took out were all extraordinary.

Apart from being tempted by the spirit-binding rope, Gu Xuan had no interest in exchanging other treasures.

The twenty-fourth monk who came forward to exchange was an old woman in gray clothes. She walked tremblingly, as if she was about to die.

They saw the old woman in gray standing behind the stone table, taking out a dark red bead the size of a peanut from her sleeve and placing it on the table.

The old woman in gray clothes said hoarsely: "This bead is my trophy. After being sensed by the treasure-hunting mouse, it is undoubtedly a treasure. However, I have tried all means and still don't know what the use of this thing is. I have also asked several treasure appraisers and got the same result."

To put it in the negative, if any fellow Taoist likes it, I can exchange it for anything."

Gu Xuan used his mind power and carefully observed the dark red beads, but found nothing. He quickly asked: "Senior, can you see the trick?"

"This bead does not have any spiritual power fluctuations, nor is it engraved with a weapon array. I suspect that it is made of some kind of weapon refining material and was deliberately polished." Wang Mang paused for a moment, "It is also possible that the old woman is playing tricks on it."

Gu Xuan did not respond and sent a message to the old woman: "I am willing to exchange for a piece of middle-grade magic crystal."

There are over a hundred thousand low-grade magic crystals in Miao Pu's storage bag, but there are only a few dozen mid-grade magic crystals.

"Fellow Taoist please come forward."

After hearing the message from the old woman in gray, Gu Xuan slowly walked to the stone table under the surprised gazes of many monks.

The old woman in gray clothes flicked her sleeves and displayed a yellow light shield to cover herself and Gu Xuan: "There are only three people at the scene who are willing to exchange. Fellow Taoist is the most sincere and seems to be a knowledgeable person."

Gu Xuan said expressionlessly: "I don't know the goods. The treasure hunter thinks it is a treasure. I believe it for now. I wonder if you are lying?"

"Haha, what did I do to deceive fellow Taoists? This will prove it."

The old woman in gray clothes was not angry, but smiled. She immediately shook her sleeves, and a treasure-hunting rat clung to her arm.

"Xiaoya, tell this Taoist friend quickly, is this bead a treasure?"

"Zhizhi." The treasure hunter glanced at Gu Xuan before nodding his head.

"Then exchange with fellow Taoists."

Gu Xuan quickly took out a medium-grade magic crystal and handed it to the old woman. He then took the dark red bead and put it into his storage bag.

The old woman in gray clothes moved her thoughts, and the yellow light shield suddenly flashed away, and then she returned to her seat.

Gu Xuan stood behind the stone table, flicked his sleeves, and a golden crescent blade, a yellow scimitar and a blue ax fell on the table.

Without unnecessary movements or any nonsense, Gu Xuan said loudly: "Three ordinary spiritual medium-grade artifacts are exchanged for a divine refining technique. I sincerely exchange them and I can make up the price difference."

The exchange treasures that other monks took out were either secret treasures or unique ones. Gu Xuan Shang was the first monk to exchange ordinary treasures.

With his level of cultivation, it is quite rare to take out three idle middle-grade wares at the same time, which is enough to show his sincerity.

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The important treasures on Gu Xuan's body are either rare treasures or of great use to him, so naturally they cannot be exchanged.

Wang Mang had secretly analyzed that the monks present were unlikely to possess the magic technique, so Gu Xuan only took out the pattern weapon, which seemed like a formality.

Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, no one responded.

Gu Xuan became the fourth Yi Bao monk who encountered a cold scene, but he didn't care. He put away the three middle-grade magic weapons and returned to his seat calmly.

Several more monks came on stage, and all the Yibao monks took their turn.

Seeing this, Manager Liu said loudly: "Is there any fellow Taoist who needs a second round of transactions?"

No one responded at the scene, which meant that the exchange meeting was coming to an end.

Among the treasures being exchanged, a silver corpse was the most valuable, but the owner of the silver corpse asked for five talismans. It was simply unreasonable, and naturally the transaction was difficult to achieve.

Manager Liu walked behind the stone table and spoke again: "This exchange meeting in this pavilion will not make any profit. It will be held next year. All Taoist friends are welcome to participate. This exchange meeting ends here. Please come to the right side of the exchange meeting.

Leaving the Shimen, fellow Taoists in the first five rows should go to the Shimen on the left, and there will be a waiter behind the gate to guide them."

This move is obviously also to prevent someone from harboring resentment and murdering someone to seize the treasure.

There was not much difference in the number of people in the five rows before and after them. They stood up one after another and walked towards different stone doors. The monk walking in the front pressed against a protruding stone on the stone wall, and the closed stone door rumbled and sank.

Brother Yi Bao filed out of the stone gates on both sides. There was a male waiter at each door to guide them away.

Return to the original path through the stone gate on the left, but outside the stone gate on the right, there is another underground cave passage. Gu Xuan and the man named Wu both go this way.

The underground tunnel is more than ten feet long, and at the end is a spiral staircase, only five feet high. A dozen monks followed the guide who climbed the spiral staircase and came to a secret room.

The waiter opened the closed door. Gu Xuan glanced around and found that outside was an elegant room for entertaining guests.

"Please, gentlemen, leave your masks and leave on your own."

A group of monks took off their masks, followed another waiter out of the private room, and found that it was a shop called Mingtao Pavilion.

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Gu Xuan stood at the door of Mingtao Pavilion and did not leave immediately. He looked around and said to himself: "The wind is light and the clouds are light today, which is suitable for an outing."

"Fellow Daoist Wei is so elegant, why don't we go for a walk together?"

A clear male voice floated over, it was the man named Wu. After taking off the mask, his face was quite handsome.

"That's what I mean, let's go back together. Fellow Daoist Wu please."

Gu Xuan stretched out his hand to lead them, and the two left Mingtao Pavilion side by side, walking on Qingshi Street towards the direction of the cave.

There are many people walking on the street, and the streets are bustling with people, giving it a rather secular and bustling feel.

Gu Xuan got straight to the point and said: "Fellow Daoist Wu, I can't hide it from you. Wei Mou has a question in his mind, and I won't be happy to express it."

"Fellow Daoist Wei, please speak."

A woman in white clothes walked towards her, with a graceful figure, a graceful figure, and a bit of beauty. The man named Wu couldn't help but glance at her.

Gu Xuan said loudly: "Today, under the cover of the mask, Wu Daoyou can recognize Wei. This is very puzzling. If Wu Daoyou can speak clearly, Wei should listen attentively."

The man surnamed Wu chuckled: "It's just because Wu has a purple-marinated rat that senses the aura of Fellow Daoist Wei."
Chapter completed!