C61 Treasure Trading Convention

Shen Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes and nodded at him.

After the two of them got off the car, they found that this place was a desolate area. However, there was a market nearby, and it was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Treasure Trading Convention..."

Shen Qingfeng had a strange expression on his face. He and Xu Jing walked side by side towards the market.

Just as they reached the entrance of the market, they bumped into an old man.

This old man was dressed like a priest. He had shifty-looking features, and his yellow Daoist robe looked rough. It was as if he had bought it from a treasure for dozens of yuan.

What was even more shocking was that the long beard on his chin had actually been glued to it with glue.

"This little brother looks quite unfamiliar! It should be the first Treasure Trading Convention, right?"

The old man smiled brightly at Xu Jing, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

He had been looking here for a long time. The two young men driving the Land Rover Administration looked like they were not deeply involved in the world.

It was best to fool this kind of rich second generation, so he deliberately waited at the entrance of the market, afraid that other people would steal his business.

"You... what's the matter?"

Xu Jing had mysophobia. He frowned slightly and took two steps back. He suddenly had a bad feeling.

He did not expect this old Taoist to come up to him again. "Brother, I see that your face is dark, and you do not have enough Qi and blood. Have you been sweating a lot lately? Do you often use the restroom and your waist and knees are soft? "

Xu Jing's expression changed, and the old man happened to notice it.

"He's young! It was normal for him to be dissolute, but he had to be careful! Otherwise, it would be too late to regret his kidney deficiency in the future! "

"I have a good prescription here. After two sessions of treatment, I guarantee that you will be full of energy and will no longer have any worries. How about it?"

As the old man spoke, he took out a packet of herbs from a broken pocket. He opened his mouth and asked for three hundred thousand!

"Stupid old man! Don't spout nonsense!? Hurry up and get out of my way!"

Xu Jing flew into a rage out of humiliation. Most of the people he had come into contact with were elites in the business world. He had never come into contact with such triad people before.

The old man was pushed aside by him, and Yi Yi chased after him relentlessly.

"This little brother, if you think it's expensive, can you bargain? How about 150,000?"

"100,000. I'll sell it at a loss, alright? This is the medicinal catalyst created by the Thousand Snow Lotus, this formula was passed down by Lady Nuwa..."

"Sigh! Don't leave..."

...

Xu Jing strode away from the madman, feeling a little parched.

He was usually a rather restrained person. He never messed around with relationships between men and women, so how could he have a kidney deficiency?

Shen Qingfeng followed behind him and watched from the side.

He felt that this Treasure Trading Convention was different from what he had imagined.

...

"One's heart is bright and everything is auspicious. Don't lose to Yin and Yang from the left path."

"Usually, when you secretly distinguish between the wise and the foolish, only then would you have the assistance of an expert."

A Daoist passed by in front of him, but it was much better than the old man at the door disguising himself.

He held a large flag in his right hand, and on it, there were several big characters flying and dancing in the wind. The iron mouth directly determined the world!

There were some who were selling their skills. They wore fierce figures, and they were performing the act of breaking a huge rock in front of their chest!

"Everyone, brothers and sisters from my hometown, today, this one has just arrived at a precious land. Because I no longer have any strings attached to my body, I am selling my skills here. I hope that everyone will have a rich place to support money, a place to support others without money! Thank you, everyone!"

Some of the beggars were wearing the clothes of hundreds of families. They were so dirty that their original colors could not be seen. They were holding a broken bowl in their hands.

...

Of course, more people set up a small stall. When someone passed by, they would shout at the top of their lungs.

"Mount Hua Sword Technique, Nine Yin Scriptures, Hu Family Saber Technique, One Yang Finger, Purification Scripture... All of them are first-rate cultivation techniques. The price of jumping off the building is very high!"

"Dragon Spring Sword, the magic treasure of Reverend Long Yang from 500 years ago. It was just unearthed, and it can only be exchanged for Spirit Stone. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Ten thousand year old divine medicine, ginseng baby. Eat it and extend your life by 10 years. If you eat the entire stalk, you can ascend in broad daylight!"

There were even some who were hawking a large radish with a strange shape, causing the surrounding people to roll their eyes.

...

Xu Jing walked in the Treasure Trading Convention. The more he walked, the paler his face became. Even an outsider like him could tell that this was no Immortal Cultivator's gathering, it was all a bunch of scammers!

"Mr Shen, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect to receive fake news either."

He smiled apologetically at Shen Qingfeng. Was it really good to fool a Xiantian master like this?

This Great God was the one who killed Lee Qingshan with a raise of his hand. Later on, he silently killed his master as well. What a ruthless man!

"It's fine. I have been idle at home these few days. It's not bad to come out for a stroll."

Who knew that there was a mysterious smile on Shen Qingfeng's face. It was impossible to tell that he was angry.

He really looked like a person who was going to a market. He looked around, but he did not buy anything.

He was different from Xu Jing. His Dharma Eyes allowed him to see Qi.

This market was full of fish and dragons, but it was not that there were no cultivators. He had seen quite a few Pre-Sky Realm warriors.

Even those who sold or begged had some ability. There were not so many capable people in Jiangdong.

However, the things these people were selling... were most likely fake.

However, there were also those who were real. Shen Qingfeng saw foreigners with strange clothing selling voodoo dolls.

The resentment on the dolls must have had some effect, but he did not need it.

Shen Qingfeng and Xu Jing looked like young masters who were enjoying the scenery. In less than an hour, they had already searched most of the market.

In front of a stall at a corner, Shen Qingfeng suddenly stopped and stared at the goods inside for a long time.

On the stall was an object shaped like a pill furnace, and it was not even on one side of the stall.

It seemed to be made of black iron, but it had been too long. It was covered with rust and even lacked an ear. It seemed to have no value at all.

"Boss, how much is this iron furnace?" Shen Qingfeng suddenly asked.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He was dressed like a farmer and his body was covered in dirt. However, he was one of the people with the highest cultivation level in the market.

Mid Houtian realm!

The middle-aged stall owner raised his head and looked at the two young men in front of him with disdain. Then, he silently took a puff from his pipe.

"An ancient supreme treasure can only be exchanged for but not sold."

Xu Jing couldn't help but smile when he heard this. Along the way, he finally understood that this group of people knew how to play tricks and only knew how to coax people.

"A piece of scrap metal, they really treat it as a treasure. Let's go!"

"This place is a group of people who run around the Jianghu. How could there be any treasure here?"

Xu Family came forward and pulled Shen Qingfeng's arm. Shen Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and wanted to say something, but in the end, he gave up.

When the two of them turned around and took a few steps, the middle-aged stall owner suddenly spoke.

"Since you know the treasure, you are the fated one. Name your price! I'll treat it as a form of good karma."

" Oh? " Shen Qingfeng turned around and his eyes lit up.

"How about fifty thousand?" He hesitated for a while and said.

"This is just a piece of scrap metal, why do you want to buy it?" Xu Jing asked in confusion.