1446: C1446 The expected exchange of blows

C1446 The expected exchange of blows

"Feng Xing, there's still one more!" Yang Junshan smiled.

Cheng Susu finally raised her head as she heard this. Her eyes sparkled but she bit her lips and said, "But, but it's not enough."

"This is the Wind Elemental Fruit?"

A voice interrupted them and said, "Although this item is rare and can be used to concoct pills in place of many of the rare treasures, the quality of the pill is still limited. It is only useful for Dao Realm cultivators!"

Yang Junshan turned his head to look, only to see a tall yellow haired cultivator with narrow shoulders walk forward, his eyes swept across the red light on the jade plate, and then landed on Yang Junshan's body, with a faint appraising look, he said: "Let me know, I am She Yi!"

Yang Junshan slightly narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his half-closed eyes. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and asked, "Monster race?"

He Yi was slightly surprised and immediately felt a dangerous sensation disappear as he pretended to smile brightly and said: "Dao Friend Zhou Tianyang indeed lives up to his reputation."

Yang Junshan shifted his gaze from She Yi to the red light on the jade plate, "What, are you interested in this red light as well, fellow Daoist Yan?"

He Yi let out a "hehe" laugh. He originally had a bright aura retracted and her entire body was immediately filled with a cold aura. Even Cheng Susu who was beside his felt uncomfortable as her body slightly trembled.

He Yi opened his slender palms and saw a pair of wings the size of a butterfly flapping on her palm.

"The Wings of the Flying Rain-Dragon was refined from a pair of wings that had the blood of the Flying Rain-Dragon. It is a low-grade Dao tool that is exclusive to cultivators of the Wind-type!"

He Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction as he continued to say: "This ball of red light clearly needs to be traded for an equivalent amount of Feng Xing's items. Even though this ball of red light clearly has been refined by a fairyland, the value of this pair of Flying Rain-Dragon Wings is not comparable to it. However, compared to the Feng Xing Fruit in Fellow Yang's hands, it is likely to be much better, no?"

Saying up to here, He Yi turned his gaze to Cheng Susu who was holding a white jade plate and said, "Then, this Yan Zong Sheng's third disciple, wouldn't be interested in favoritism just for a single Feng Xing fruit, right?"

She tried her best to remain calm as she said, "Junior naturally does not dare to cripple Senior's Flying Rain-Dragon Wings for personal reasons, but Senior's Wings of the Rainbow Dragon may be exquisite, but its value is still a little different from this ball of red light. It should be known that although this ball of red light belongs to Martial Uncle Han, but in reality, a large majority of it was given to Senior Martial Uncle Han many years ago when he ascended to the Immortal Realm."

"Oh?" An expression of joy flashed across He Yi's face as he said: "Then this will make my heart itch even more. Since that is the case, how about we add this item as well?"

He only saw that a three foot long green bamboo stick had appeared in He Yi's hand as he said: "Although this item is not a wind-type item, the bamboo slip made from a grid item bamboo has many uses to a Confucian scholar. Although it is far from comparable to Yan Zong's jade spirit bamboo, it is still suitable for a Confucian scholar at Lady Cheng's cultivation level. This bamboo shoot is enough to cut out a hundred bamboo slips. It can be used to make a long paper. "

It was just that when she looked at the Wind Walking Fruit in Yang Junshan's hand, there was still a bit of hesitation. It was just that the value of She Yi's fruit was already far higher than a Wind Walking Fruit, so even though Cheng Su was helpless towards it, she still did not have any reason to choose a Wind Walking Fruit.

He Yi felt that victory was already in his grasp and his gaze towards Yang Junshan could not help but carry hints of provocation.

Originally it was only an ordinary bid, the highest bidder had it, but Yang Junshan felt that there was a deeper meaning behind She Yi's struggle for the red light, although he did not know the reason, but this extremely pure red light, related to the quality of his life's technique 'Innate Primeval Miasma', it was something he had to obtain.

In reality, Yang Junshan did not think that he would be able to obtain the Red Cloud Golden Light with just a single Wind Fruit. Looking at She Yi's face, Yang Junshan gave a faint smile, and a green bead floated out from his palm.

And when Cheng Susu saw the object in Yang Junshan's palm, her gaze suddenly straightened and she was no longer able to leave the bead. Even celestial sovereign Han Zhong, who was standing in the distance, looked over in shock.

Yang Junshan did not pay any attention to He Yi's shocked and angry expression as he smiled at Cheng Su Su and said: "It seems like Miss Cheng already knows the bottom line of this thing."

There was an excited look on her face, and her original shyness had long since disappeared as she said, "This is the Wind Setting Pearl, a rare treasure in the form of the wind. It is a treasure that is born with the ability to stop the wind, and it is also an extremely rare treasure that can be used to cultivate an external body."

Yang Junshan nodded with a smile and said, "Lady Cheng is right. Then, I will use a Wind Fruit and a Wind Setting Bead to exchange for this ball of red light. What do you think?"

Cheng Susu nodded and said, "Of course."

At this time, She Yi's faint voice rang out once more, saying: "The Body Transformation cultivated by the Wind Setting Bead cannot reach the Immortal Realm!"

Yang Junshan smiled, but didn't refute or admit it.

When Cheng Susu heard this, she smiled and said seriously, "Senior celestial sovereign, what do you think the chances of me ascending to the Immortal Realm in the future?"

"This —" He Yi's tone was shocked as he forced a laugh and said: "A famous teacher gives birth to a great disciple. Miss Cheng is a disciple of Yan Zong Sheng, his future becoming a saint is just around the corner."

Yan Zong Sheng was an old sage of the Confucian clan, and he had always been a good teacher and accepted many disciples. However, first of all, the path to becoming a saint was very difficult, and second, it could be that his luck was bad. In short, his disciples went from one to the other, and even his heirs were handed over to the fourth generation disciples, but in the end, only a third generation disciple, Han Zhong, managed to step into the sage realm of longevity.

Cheng Susu shook her head and said, "I know my own limits. I don't even dare to dream about becoming a saint. I am already satisfied to have an avatar."0

He Yi could only helplessly watch as Yang Junshan used a Wind Riding Fruit and a Wind Setting Bead to exchange for the ball of red and gold light that he similarly valued from Cheng Su's white jade plate. However, the aura around his body became increasingly cold.

After obtaining the red light, Yang Junshan finally had the time to take a look at the other items that Yan Zongsheng had placed. After obtaining the red light, Yang Junshan finally had the time to take a look at the other items that Yan Zongsheng had placed.

After meeting up with Zhong Kui and the others, Yang Junshan asked directly, "What kind of treasure did Mister Zhong exchange for from Yan Zong Sheng?"

Zhong Kui didn't hide the truth from him and said, "It was written on a bamboo scroll made from Jadeite Spirit Bamboo by Yan Zong Sheng. After entering the White Tiger Secret Realm, it will be of great use."

Yang Junshan nodded. Indeed, they were preparing for the White Tiger Secret Realm. He wasn't wrong about this point.

"Let's go, there's no point staying here any longer. Leaving now would only reduce the attention of others." Zhong Kui said.

"I'm afraid you and I have already been noticed by someone!"

Even though he said that, Yang Jun didn't slow down. After greeting Immortal Subduing and Celestial sovereign Xingxiu, he quietly left the Confucian Garden.

Not long after they flew away from the Starfield, they stopped in the middle of the starry sky.

"Everyone, after following us for so long, it's time to come out and meet with you." Zhong Kui said in a clear voice.

The moment his voice fell, spatial ripples suddenly appeared in the previously silent starry sky. The four deities' figures appeared in the starry sky. They were all familiar faces that they had met in the bamboo forest.

Zhong Kui's gaze swept across the four golden-armored celestial cultivators in the starry sky as he sneered, "The four of you have been following me the entire way. What can I do for you?"

He pointed at Zhong Kui and said, "Don't talk so much nonsense. Old ghost Zhong, I have been unhappy with you for a long time. You have escaped from our previous exchange several times. Today, I will teach you an unforgettable lesson."

Zhong Kui sneered, "Di Wujiang, our grudges have been going on for a long time. When did you ever take advantage of me in a one-on-one duel?" [It is only because I have a lot of people that I dare to spout such harsh words to you today.]

"Bullshit!"

Di Wuyu was about to attack when he suddenly remembered something. He looked towards Zhong Kui and said, "If you want to goad him into doing so, then this move won't work!"

Zhong Kui frowned almost imperceptibly. He turned his head to a cultivator beside Di Wujiang and asked, "Was the fat Magus Saint also here for me?"

"As long as Fellow Daoist Zhong agrees to give half of the Leakless Golden Congo to this Magus Saint, this Magus will immediately turn around and leave."

Zhong Kui didn't even bother to reply when he heard this. He directly looked at the third Golden Body Immortal and asked, "Is Immortal Pan going to harm Fellow Daoist Yang?"

This person was none other than the Golden Body Immortal, Pan Fuming, who lost control of his emotions at the trade fair.

Pan Fuming's eyes looked glazed over, but his tone was filled with a murderous intent as he said, "Why is it that even after thousands of years of arduous cultivation, there's still someone who can ascend to the heavens in a single step and form the foundation of the five energies in his chest? This is unfair! "

Zhong Kui shook his head; he didn't even have the desire to speak another word. This Celestial Lord Pan Fu Ming had already lost all hope of advancing his cultivation, and his state of mind had gone berserk.

When he looked at the last Golden Body Immortal, he did not wait for Zhong Kui to speak. Beside him, Yang Junshan had already asked: "It seems that Demon Lord She Yi is quite hostile towards me?"

The last remaining Golden Body Immortal was none other than the demonic clan Golden Body Immortal, He Yi who fought with Yang Junshan for the Crimson Light at the trade fair.

"Hehe, you have an aura that this Demon Sovereign extremely hates!" She Yi coldly laughed.

"What aura?" Yang Junshan asked doubtfully.

Zhong Kui suddenly turned his head and asked, "Have you come into close contact with a True Dragon?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned, but seeing the expression on Zhong Kui's face, he immediately understood and said: "She Yi's hostility towards the dragon race is the same as the true dragon's contempt towards the other members of the dragon race."

"Stop talking nonsense." He Yi stretched out her hand in the air and a spear appeared in her hand. He pointed at Yang Junshan and the other two and said: "Hand over the Flawless Vajra and the Crimson Light, otherwise we will have to take it ourselves."

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