Grassroots Immortality

The Painted Heavenly Halberd can be said to be extremely suitable for Lin Xian today, and Lin Xian is determined to refine the Painted Heavenly Halberd as soon as possible.

However, within just twenty days, it was not enough to refine the Painting Heavenly Halberd. In desperation, Lin Xian had no choice but to spend his days in the teahouse every day.

Lin Xian changed his appearance. Hidden cultivation means spending several hours in the teahouse every day.

There were many people chatting in the tea house, and Lin Xian also obtained a lot of information from their chats.

Judging from the information he obtained, Li Qingling's worries were not unreasonable.

In the entire vast continent, there are only a handful of sects that did not participate in the siege of the Qinglian Sect.

For example: among the top ten sects, only three sects did not participate in the attack on Qinglian Sect, and Yan Sect was one of them.

Lin Xian was not grateful at all for this. He Xian knew the rules of the world of immortality very well.

Yanzong did not attack Qinglianzong, but it did not mean that Yanzong was not interested in him.

Lin Xian was unwilling to delve into the reason. As long as Yanzong hadn't shown his fangs to him, he certainly wouldn't ask for trouble.

As for other sects, Lin Xian will certainly not be polite. If the opportunity comes, Lin Xian will not mind making them pay some price!

Lin Xian has been a little upset since hearing the news about himself in the teahouse last time. He always felt that something bad would happen, but he didn't know what was about to happen, so he had been upset about it. Confused.

More than twenty days passed by in such a boring life.

Today is the day when the underground trade fair opens. Everything is ready, just waiting for the underground trade fair to open.

At nightfall, Lin Xian took the token and arrived at the designated place.

The location of the underground trade fair was not within Lancheng, but on a mountain peak hundreds of miles away from Lancheng.

This mountain is called Huanglong Mountain, and it is only a few hundred miles away from the Corpse Ghost Sect. It is completely within the sphere of influence of the Corpse Ghost Sect.

Although Lin Xian was not afraid of the Corpse Ghost Sect, Huanglong Mountain was the sphere of influence of the Corpse Ghost Sect after all. Lin Xian was still very careful along the way.

Fortunately, with the token in hand, the journey was smooth.

Lin Xian followed the map recorded on the token and arrived at the location of the underground trade fair smoothly.

The location of the underground trade fair is located in a very secret place deep in Huanglong Mountain. Not only are there several formations arranged here, but there are also several Nascent Soul monks from the Corpse Ghost Sect stationed here to maintain order.

Lin Xian held the token and of course entered the formation smoothly.

After passing through the formation, the scenery in front of me also changed immediately.

The formation covers an area of ​​about a mile in radius, and nothing can be seen outside, nothing more than rocks and trees.

But after entering the formation, it looked like a village.

Although the scale is small, dozens of houses are located in fixed locations according to certain rules, which looks quite aesthetic.

Seeing such a situation, Lin Xian was also slightly stunned. This was completely different from what he had imagined.

Lin Xian was still a little dazed. A golden elixir monk had already arrived not far from him.

"Senior, welcome to the trade fair hosted by our Corpse Ghost Sect. The trade fair is the largest building in the middle. Do you want me to lead the way, or do you want to go there on your own?"

This Jindan monk is obviously the person responsible for reception here.

The house was so close that Lin Xian certainly didn't need a monk to lead the way.

After waving his hand, Lin Xian took steps towards the trading venue.

According to the introduction of the monks from Wanbao Pavilion, the time for the trade fair to open is approaching.

When Lin Xian entered the house, he saw several Nascent Soul monks already sitting in the house. They were either closing their eyes and concentrating, or their faces were expressionless.

The room is not large. In the middle is a round table with an area of ​​about ten feet. There are more than twenty wooden chairs placed around the round table.

There are several feet of distance between the wooden chairs. In terms of the number of wooden chairs, the number of Nascent Soul cultivators participating in this underground trade fair is not very large.

Seeing Lin Xian's arrival, several Yuanying monks also glanced at Lin Xian, and then continued to close their eyes and rest.

Lin Xian walked to an unoccupied wooden chair, stopped, and then sat on it. He also joined the team of these monks.

As time went by, monks continued to come.

About an hour later, fourteen Nascent Soul monks also gathered in the house.

The agreed time has arrived, and the trade fair is finally about to begin.

A monk who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and reached Great Consummation entered from outside the house, came to the main seat, and sat down slowly.

At the same time, the monk said: "Old man Luo Jiugong is also the sect leader of the Corpse Ghost Sect. Maybe many fellow Taoists know Luo. We, the Corpse Ghost Sect, organize this Huanglong Mountain Fair to facilitate all fellow Taoists."

"Perhaps it is not the first time for some fellow Taoists to participate in the trade fair, and some fellow Taoists may be attending the trade fair for the first time, so Luo still needs to make a statement in advance."

"During the trade fair, you are not allowed to take action for any reason. If anyone dares to take action here, Luo will unceremoniously activate the formation and kill them directly. As for after leaving this place, Luo will not be able to control that much."

"Every time the transaction is successful, our Corpse Ghost Sect will charge a commission of 20 million spirit stones. Both parties to the transaction will receive 10 million spirit stones each. These are the rules. I hope all fellow Taoists know it."

"As for the rest, I will not say more. It is not my wish to delay the trading time of fellow Taoists. I will leave the following time to fellow Taoists, and the trade fair will officially begin."

After Luo Jiugong finished speaking, he looked at the first Nascent Soul cultivator on his left.

The Yuanying cultivator immediately understood and said, "I want to refine a furnace of elixirs recently, but I still lack a spiritual medicine that is more than 2,000 years old as a guide, so that the efficacy can be improved. So this medicine is what I want to exchange."

"For this reason, I am willing to take out a precious elixir recipe. This elixir recipe is called Tianxuan Dan, which is an ancient elixir recipe. Although many of the spiritual medicines in it have been improved and the efficacy has been reduced a lot, in today's immortal cultivation world, this Tianxuan Dan is still a good elixir."

"If you fellow Taoists don't need the elixir recipe, you can also bid through voice transmission. As long as I have what you need, I am willing to exchange it."

Hearing the words of the first cultivator who traded, Lin Xian was also happy in his heart. He didn't expect that the first cultivator who traded was the elixir recipe he needed.

Maybe this cultivator has been familiar with this place, so he knows the rules of trading here, so he is the first to trade.

The first cultivator who traded will definitely get some advantages, there is no doubt about this.

According to the monk from Wanbao Pavilion, this monk must have participated in several trade fairs but failed to achieve his goal.