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Yiyuan is 20 miles northwest of Chengdu Prefecture, backed by Fenghuang Mountain, half lake and half field, with a quiet and pleasant scenery, hence the name Yiyuan.

Mei Jianhe, the owner of Yiyuan, is the leader of Fengwei Gang, a great man in Shuzhong. Fengwei Gang ranks first among the affiliated sects of Qingcheng Sect, and is famous. Everyone in Chengdu Prefecture has to give some face.

At this moment, Yiyuan's restrictions are fully open. Surrounding the manor, there is a farm guard every hundred feet.

When Shi Feng came, it was not yet noon.

When he reached the gate of the manor, a housekeeper came up to him and politely clasped his fists, "Are you here to attend the Yiyuan Exchange Fair?"

Shi Feng wore a cloak to cover his face, held his throat, and said in a rough voice, "Nonsense! If I don't attend the exchange fair, can I come to visit the garden?"

The housekeeper was not angry at all, "Yes, yes, welcome. Have you prepared the ceremony for the exchange fair?"

Shi Feng took out the storage bag and threw it over, "You can check it out."

The housekeeper opened it, took a quick look, and smiled and bowed, "Thank you for your gift! Daoist, please come in."

A maid came over and led Shi Feng into Yiyuan and came to a quiet room.

The maid whispered, "Please rest here, sir. I will take you there when the exchange fair starts. If you have any instructions, just call me."

"Well, I know, you can go down."

After the maid left, Shi Feng immediately looked around to see if there were any traps and ambushes.

The quiet room was small, only enough for one person to rest. On the table were tea, wine, three plates of spiritual fruits, and three plates of cakes and candied fruits, all of which were very clean and tidy.

With Shi Feng's cautiousness, he certainly wouldn't touch these things.

He turned around, then sat cross-legged and said, "Qingcheng Sect is indeed a big sect, doing things in a thoughtful and orderly manner."

White Fox said, "Qingcheng Sect held this exchange meeting not to make money, but to make good connections."

Shi Feng nodded slightly. There were only 20 to 30 participants in the Yiyuan exchange meeting, and each person paid 10,000 spiritual stones, which was only about 200,000. This amount of spiritual stones was definitely far less than what could be earned from an auction.

But private exchange meetings can meet the special requirements of high-level cultivators.

These people all have some things that are not visible to the public. For example, after Shi Feng killed Chilu Taoist, Qiu Longzi, and Wei Yunfei, he took away their storage bags. It is definitely not possible to sell the treasures in them openly.

Everyone in the world knows that Feng's Wanbaozhai can buy stolen goods, but Wanbaozhai is notorious for its thieves, and it has a very low price for stolen goods, which many people are unwilling to accept.

Therefore, a private exchange is the best way to deal with tricky items on your body.

In addition, at a private exchange, since everyone is masked and their identities are unknown, you can also buy some things with confidence, such as famous and upright people buying the blood evil skills, enemies buying the other party's magical secrets, etc.

Of course, this kind of private exchange also has certain risks, because there are few people, it is very easy to be targeted. After each meeting, there will be murders and treasures, which has become a common occurrence. If it doesn't happen, it would be strange.

Shi Feng closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, as if he was asleep. After about an hour, footsteps sounded outside the door, and the maid's voice said, "Master, I want to see you."

"Come in."

The maid walked in and bowed, "Master, the exchange will start soon. I will take you there.

Here are two things, which are given by our manor. It is not a token of respect, but I hope you will not despise them."

As she spoke, she brought a jade box.

When he opened it, he saw a black robe and a cloak, both of which were magical instruments that could isolate spiritual consciousness.

Shi Feng looked through them and found that the grades of these two magical instruments were quite good, worth two or three thousand spirit stones.

He put on the cloak and immediately turned into a black-robed, green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost.

The maid led the way, and after many twists and turns, they entered a huge pavilion in the middle of the lake.

There were many chairs in the pavilion, forming a huge circle, and in the middle was a bluestone table.

When Shi Feng arrived, there were already more than ten people sitting in the pavilion.

Shi Feng was ushered in and sat down. The chairs were exactly the same, except for the numbers on them.

Shi Feng was the twelfth to arrive, and his chair was also marked with the number twelve.

This was no wonder, as all the cultivators on the seats were wearing black robes and had ghost faces, and without numbers they could not be distinguished at all.

Shi Feng said nothing, and silently scanned the crowd on the field.

The cultivators outside were still coming in one after another, and after a while, all the chairs were full, with a total of thirty-two people.

Although there were thirty-two people on the field, no one talked to each other, so the whole scene was silent.

Although everyone's appearance was covered, their cultivation was not hidden. The Yiyuan Exchange Fair was a gathering of high-level cultivators, and participants must be at least in the late stage of foundation building.

Shi Feng counted and found that among the thirty-two people, there were twenty-two Jindan, and only ten were cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

In the tortoise bone, Shi Feng asked: "Master Hu, can you use the magic of the underworld to peek at the true appearance of the cultivators present?"

"I can try, but it's probably not easy. I'm afraid many of these people are like you. In addition to wearing the cloak robes given by the Phoenix Tail Gang, they also have their own disguises inside."

Shi Feng said: "No. 3, No. 9, and No. 26 don't need to be tested."

The Horned Demon Dragon was painted pitch black and lay there, very unhappy. He looked up and said, "Why don't you test them? Do you know these three people?"

"No. 3 is Longshi Tiesuo, No. 26 is Yinsha, I have planted divine dust on these two people, and these divine dusts have not dissipated yet."

"What about No. 9?"

Shi Feng said lightly: "No. 9 is Uncle Ganchu."

The Horned Demon Dragon looked at the cultivator at the ninth position, who was also wearing a black robe and a cloak. Under the black robe, it was impossible to tell whether he was fat or thin, male or female.

The Horned Demon Dragon looked for a long time, but he didn't recognize that this was Gan Chu Dao Ren, "How did you recognize him as your uncle's? Did he communicate with you?"

"No, my uncle shouldn't have recognized me yet."

The Horned Demon Dragon was puzzled, "Then how did you recognize him? Is your little fox's spiritual awareness better than the old fox?"

Shi Feng smiled slightly, "It's not worth mentioning. I recognized his hands. I have learned from my uncle for many years, and I am very familiar with his palms."

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Go! It's so simple, I thought it was some magic!" With a glance, he saw that Shi Feng had put on a pair of gloves at some point, covering his hands tightly.

The Horned Demon Dragon couldn't help but spit, "You are really a little fox!"

At one o'clock in the morning, a girl walked into the corridor outside, but she was not wearing a mask. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a purple skirt and silver belt, and smiling almond eyes.

She walked straight to the table in the middle of the pavilion, clasped her hands and bowed, "Welcome all Taoist friends to Yiyuan. My surname is Mei, my courtesy name is Jianfang, and I am honored to be the master of ceremonies today."

"So she is Mei Jianfang?" Shi Feng said softly.

"Do you recognize this beautiful sister?"

Shi Feng rolled his eyes, "No! But I have heard of her name, the third generation outstanding disciple of Qingcheng Sect, the younger sister of the leader of Fengwei Gang Mei, the sixth of Qinzhong Jiuxiu, the white-feathered flying fairy Mei Jianfang!"

"Today's exchange meeting is very clear to all Taoist friends. It is a voluntary exchange. Our garden is just a place to entertain drinks, so there are no rules to constrain everyone. However,"

Mei Jianfang paused and continued, "Although there are no rules, there are still three reasons to talk about first. First, the exchange of things is voluntary on both sides. You can't force buying or selling, and you can't steal openly or secretly. You are all famous people, and it's not good to make a fuss."

Although she said this politely, there was a hint of warning in her tone.

When everyone came in, they had already explored the surroundings. The pavilion was set on the water, blocking the roads on all sides. The dome above was a very powerful restriction, which prevented people from outside from spying and prevented people from robbing things and running away.

Outside the lake, there were shadows, and dozens of gang members were deployed, surrounding the entire pavilion tightly. Obviously, if there was any problem, they would rush in to suppress it.

Mei Jianfang raised her slender jade finger and said, "Second, what to exchange and how to exchange are also decided by both parties. You can exchange on the spot, or you can privately agree on a time and place to exchange.

Third, you can exchange things with your own eyes. Yiyuan has no ability to help you identify the authenticity. This is not a shop or an auction. If you are deceived, don't ask our garden to be responsible.

Correspondingly, our garden will not charge any commission for your exchange. As before, we are just setting up a venue and giving away some tea."

Someone thought: Eight thousand spirit stones of tea, this is too expensive!

Mei Jianfang smiled and said, "As for how the exchange will proceed, it's very simple. There is a main stage in the middle. Let's start from number one. Fellow Taoists can take turns to go on stage and take out the treasures you want to exchange, or you can say the treasures you want to get. The fellow Taoists below can respond. When both parties reach an agreement, the exchange is done.

If the fellow Taoist whose turn it is is still hesitant, then jump over and go to the next fellow Taoist."

A hoarse voice said, "Fellow Taoist Mei, if someone has finished the exchange or doesn't want to exchange, can he leave early?"

Mei Jianfang said, "Of course you can leave, but you can't leave the garden. We will send someone to entertain you. Only when the entire exchange is over can everyone leave together."

The hoarse voice didn't continue to speak. He was quite satisfied with this answer. After all, if you are allowed to leave Yiyuan in the middle, there will be too many variables.

For example, if a strange treasure suddenly appears on the field, if someone is allowed to go out to tip off and call for help, the person who bought the treasure may be hacked to pieces as soon as he leaves Yiyuan.