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Chapter 217 Another ancient parchment scroll in hand, Lin Cangsong! [Please subscribe]

"Oh?"

"Want to participate in the underground trade fair?"

"As long as you understand your fellow Taoist's background and cultivation level, you can enter!"

Sima Yun heard this and nodded.

If he could introduce someone to an underground trade fair and get two bottles of foundation-building pills, he would be willing to do it.

"In that case, thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Sima."

Qin Wang said politely with a fist clasped.

Next.

Qin Wang briefly explained that his name was Zhang Aniu, and that he was a casual cultivator from a small sect, etc.

Sima Yun accepted Qin Wang's pills, showing satisfaction, and said, "Friend Zhang, come to me in five days, and I will take you to the underground trade fair."

"Okay, I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Sima when the time comes."

Qin Wang nodded to Sima Yun and turned to leave.

time flies.

The 5st day.

Sima Yun brought Qin Wang to Qingsong Valley, more than 300 miles away from Crouching Tiger Villa.

The scenery here is beautiful. There are three or four thatched cottages in the valley, as well as a lotus pond and pavilions. It is obviously the place where hermits live.

at this time.

In the pavilion inside the thatched cottage, an old man about 60 years old was sitting, drinking tea, and there were two boys with pigtails beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Sima, you're here very early!"

Seeing Qin Wang and Sima Yun coming over, the old man smiled warmly and said with a fist.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, this is Fellow Daoist Zhang, a casual cultivator. He wants to participate in our trade fair. Please help introduce him."

Sima Yun clasped his fists and said to the old man surnamed Qiu.

"Oh, since it was Fellow Daoist Sima who recommended me, there's nothing I can say. This is the entrance badge for the exchange meeting."

When the old man surnamed Qiu heard Sima Yun's words, he immediately reached into his storage bag, and a palm-sized gray wooden sign appeared and flew steadily towards Qin Wang.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qiu!"

Qin Wang reached out and grabbed the sign, then clasped his fists and said to fellow Taoist Qiu.

"You're welcome. The trade fair won't start for another hour, so please go in first!"

Taoist friend Qiu nodded to Qin Wang and Sima Yun.

Sima Yun glanced at Qin Wang and walked forward along the cobblestone path in front of the thatched cottage.

From Sima Yun, Qin Wang learned that the old man surnamed Qiu was called Qiu Bingzhang, and his cultivation was in the late foundation building stage.

Specially responsible for guiding monks here.

Soon, the two of them came to a stone wall that was fifty meters in size.

There are ripples on the stone wall.

Sima Yun took out the wooden sign in his hand and waved it towards the stone wall.

Suddenly, the light of the stone wall in front of him changed, revealing a portal about two meters high, leading directly into the mountain.

There is a red carpet on the ground in the mountain passage. After walking ten feet, you will see a space in the mountain with a radius of several hundred feet. Inside is a huge platform with rows of stone cushions arranged in the space.

There were already forty or fifty cultivators sitting inside, the lowest of whom was at the initial stage of foundation building.

All around the space.

Every ten feet, there stood a maid in the Qi Refining Stage, wearing a red fairy dress, with a pretty face and a slim figure.

Some of the sitting monks closed their eyes to rest, while others gathered in groups of three or four, whispering to each other.

Qin Wang walked in.

A maid came forward and led Qin Wang and Sima Yun to a seat nearby.

Sima Yun was fine and told Qin Wang some things he needed to pay attention to at the trade fair.

Qin Wang and the other man sat there for about half an hour, during which time monks came in one after another.

There are already four to five hundred monks in the entire mountain.

They are all cultivators from Taikang Immortal City, most of them are independent cultivators.

"My fellow Daoists, I, Lin Cangsong, will be responsible for organizing this underground trade fair."

"Our underground trade fair aims to allow us, the many independent cultivators, to exchange what we have, share resources, and learn from each other's cultivation experiences, so that we can go further on our cultivation path!" "During the trade fair, if any fellow cultivators have personal grudges, please resolve them privately after the transaction is completed. Thank you!"

"The trade fair begins now!"

"Let me offer some inspiration. I'd like to exchange an old sheepskin scroll, two foundation-building pills, and Tianyin Water, a material for a golden elixir."

At this moment, an old man in his 50s with gray hair walked slowly forward and stood on the stone platform in the middle.

He exuded a terrifying aura, and Qin Wang discovered that his cultivation level was at the Fake Dan realm.

Only one step away from the golden elixir.

"An old parchment scroll?"

"Want to change to cloudy water?"

Qin Wang's eyes lit up when he saw the old parchment scroll that Lin Cangsong took out.

Isn’t this a parchment scroll made of exactly the same material as the old parchment scroll in his hand?

He didn't expect that.

You will encounter ancient parchment scrolls here!

This is such an unexpected gain!

only.

Qin Wang didn't have the Tianyin Water in his hand, and he thought to himself, "I wonder if he'll use something else to exchange it for something else?"

Lin Cangsong took out the foundation-building pill, but all the cultivators present were at the foundation-building stage. No one needed the foundation-building pill unless they wanted to take it back for their descendants to use.

In the end, the Foundation Establishment Pill in Lin Cangsong's hand was exchanged for a short and stout cultivator, but the old parchment scroll was not exchanged.

Lin Cangsong stepped aside, and a burly monk stepped forward and took out his treasure to show it.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, what do you want in exchange for that parchment scroll?"

Qin Wang saw that no one continued to come forward to exchange, so he immediately sent a message.

"Oh? I wonder what you'd be willing to exchange for it?"

When Lin Cangsong heard Qin Wang's voice transmission, he immediately looked at Qin Wang.

"A top-grade spiritual weapon, I wonder if it's okay?"

Qin Wang said in a voice transmission.

Along the way, he killed many Foundation Establishment cultivators and had more than 10 spiritual weapons in his hands.

These spiritual weapons were all in his storage bag and he did not use them.

First, he was being hunted by Tianchu and Daqi, and he was worried that someone with ulterior motives would use these spiritual weapons to track him down. Second, he didn't have time to get rid of them.

just now.

By exchanging these things, this old parchment scroll can be put to good use!

"A top-grade spiritual weapon?"

Lin Cangsong looked at the cultivator in the distance and said in a voice transmission, "I'll give you two of them in exchange!"

"Two?"

"I only have a top-grade spiritual weapon, plus a mid-grade one, and some materials. How about that?"

Qin Wang sent a voice message again.

"Plus two spiritual weapons!"

Lin Cangsong refused to give in.

"I only have one mid-grade one, one high-grade one, and five bottles of foundation-building pills. How about that?"

Qin Wang's eyes showed a thoughtful look as he transmitted the message.

The spiritual weapon he took out was something that was discarded from Situ Yunfei's storage bag. This thing had been in Situ Yunfei's storage bag for who knows how many years. Even if others checked, they would not be able to find it on his body.

It’s just right to exchange it for this old parchment scroll.

of course.

He didn't dare to act too generous, for fear that he would be taken advantage of and hunted down. What should he do?
When it comes to dealing with people out there, Qin Wang has to be extra careful!
"Okay, deal!"

Lin Cangsong nodded. He had obtained this old parchment scroll many years ago. If he could exchange it for a spiritual weapon, it would be great to give it to his grandson.

Followed by.

Under the guidance of the maid, Qin Wang went to Helin Cangsong to exchange for the old sheepskin scroll, and then continued to exchange it for other things at the original place.

(End of this chapter)