A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 220 Trade Fair

"I've heard that Pengling Sect's tranquilizing incense is a miraculous medicine in the world. Smelling it can improve one's comprehension by 30%, and the side effects are very small. Not only that, it can also make one's mind as calm as water, and avoid the birth of demons."

"Yes, it's usually not sold outside. I didn't expect to have the chance to see it today."

"How many spirit stones are there in this box?"

While Lu Luan was communicating with the menial disciple, the people around him were also discussing in a low voice.

After the introduction, the disciple said with a serious look, "This incense weighs one or two pounds, and costs fifty intermediate spirit stones. Do you want it?"

"So expensive?"

Lu Luan frowned.

Although most of the people who come to the fairy meeting are well prepared, the price is still a bit high for them.

Sure enough, as soon as the man finished speaking, many people lowered their heads and fell silent.

"Daoyou, can you give me less?"

Someone tried to bargain.

However, the disciple just shook his head and said nothing, obviously it was priceless.

A middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Fifty spirit stones, I want them!"

The Immortal Assembly had not yet begun, and no independent cultivator would purchase it unless it was absolutely necessary. Therefore, no one competed with him for the calming incense, and he won it very smoothly.

Then there were some pretty good things. Lu Luan wanted to buy them several times, but he suppressed himself. These were not too important. He had limited money, so he had to spend the best resources.

"The essence of a powerful creature from underground, thirty intermediate spirit stones..."

After a while, the male disciple collected the unsold items and left.

They flew to other islands and everyone scattered.

After that, Lu Luan walked around the island, but didn't find anything he liked, so he spotted a tall building and slowly walked towards it.

"Fellow Daoist, the room here costs 300 low-level spirit stones per day. There is still more than a month before the Immortal Meeting. If you want to stay here for a while, I will charge you one mid-level spirit stone. How about that? There are not many people coming to the Immortal Meeting now. If we wait for a while, there will be more people, and there will be no extra rooms by then."

In front of the counter, a female disciple who worked as a clerk smiled at him.

This building was built by an inner sect disciple of Pengling Sect. The first floor was used to auction various treasures. Now it just happens to provide a quiet place for independent practitioners to retreat.

Lu Luan took out a mid-level spirit stone and said, "It's up to you."

After the girl took the spirit stone, she took out a jade token from her body and said, "Daoyou, this is your room."

Lu Luan nodded and smiled back.

But when he was leaving, the girl spoke again: "Daoyou, in ten days there will be a large-scale trade fair in our auction house on the first floor. There will be many treasures unique to our sect. Daoyou, don't miss it."

"Ten days from now?"

Lu Luan took note of it and bowed, saying, "Thank you for letting me know."

Then he took the jade token and went to his room.

After more than ten breaths, he found his room, opened the door and walked in.

After all, it is a great immortal gate. The layout inside is very exquisite, it is very comfortable to look at, and all kinds of configurations are very complete.

"Is there spiritual energy in this?"

When he walked in, he found that the spiritual energy in the room was not only very rich, but also of very high quality.

I was a little surprised for a moment.

But when I think about it, I feel relieved. After all, it is a great immortal sect.

After closing the door, he sat down cross-legged in front of a low wooden table made of black locust wood.

Looking out the window at the Pengling Sect in the misty water vapor in the distance, he couldn't help but say to himself: "It would be great if I could go there and see it for myself."

Naturally, he wanted to broaden his horizons by visiting such a powerful force on Cangming Star, but he was obviously not qualified now.

After shaking his head, he withdrew his gaze, his face showing thought. A bead appeared in his hand at some point and he gently twisted it between his fingers. His eyes were deep and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, he carefully put the beads away.

Qing said: "Don't let me down at this Immortal Meeting."

After drinking a few cups of tea alone, he moved two fingers and the leaf appeared between his fingers.

"I'll go to the auction house in ten days. There's basically nothing good there from the casual cultivators. But in these ten days, I'll practice the God-Slaying Technique first."

After he finished muttering, he hung the leaf above his head and began to practice.

With this thing, he was reluctant to waste any time.