"Please come inside, master!" Walking to the gate of the fair, monk Liujing dispersed the medium-term pressure of the heaven level. The two prefecture level guards immediately showed their respectful color and dodged to let Ye Lingfeng and others enter.


    Days in the middle! Not only the two guards, but also LV Yu feels the pressure from monk Liujing. He looks at Ye Lingfeng in consternation. Unexpectedly, when he bought Ye Lingfeng from Baigang, he is surrounded by a powerful man.


    Ye Lingfeng saw LV Yu''s surprise, but he didn''t want to explain. Since he wants to make friends with LV Yu, he has to put each other on an equal identity and explain the identity of monk Liujing. If he doesn''t say it well, he will let LV Yu, a simple guy, mistakenly think that ye Lingfeng is deliberately showing off the level of people around him. On the contrary, it''s not good.


    The air raid shelter where the ghost city is located was built when the third line of Daxing was built. In addition to the shelter for civilians to avoid bombing, the inside of the shelter has a command post for the military. However, due to the abandonment of the strategy of third line construction, the command post was also vacant, and the conference hall of the command post became the venue of the trade fair.


    Like a ghost city, there are no electric lighting facilities inside the venue. Only a dozen candles with arms thick and thin provide light source, which makes the whole hall shine like day. Not only that, ye Lingfeng also felt that when the candle was burning, there was a faint fragrance in the air, which made people calm. It was obvious that there was some kind of spiritual medicine mixed with the candle.


    I don''t know who led this trade fair. I''m afraid these candles alone will cost a lot of money. After taking a few deep breaths, ye Lingfeng was surprised when he realized that his mind was changing more smoothly.


    "The ghost market fair is led by a mysterious expert. It has been held for nearly a century, but no one has ever seen the real face of the owner behind the scenes. However, it is said that the owner behind the fair has a lot to do with Miaoyuan mansion.... " Monk Liujing could see the doubts in Ye Lingfeng''s heart, so he explained to him in a low voice.


    Unexpectedly, I have friendship with the people in the mysterious mansion! Hearing monk Liujing''s words, ye Lingfeng can''t help but feel a little surprised. After he entered the world of ancient martial arts cultivation, he met many ancient martial arts cultivation sects. Even the nine ancient martial arts sects in China had almost met each other. The only exception was the mysterious mysterious mansion. The people in this sect were just like the names of their sects.


    Since the owner behind the fair has a lot of friendship with the mysterious mansion, it shows his high status.


    Because the cultivation of monk Liujing was in the middle of the heaven level, they were in the front row, the second row from the center of the meeting hall. As far as ye Lingfeng can see, most of the first row are old monsters at the top of the heaven level, and the Huo family''s ancestors are among them.


    "Ghost market fair is held once a year. Although there are new friends, I think you all have heard the rules before you come here. I won''t talk about it any more. The fair will officially start next!" When the hall was full, the man in black, who had talked with the old liar before, walked slowly onto the rostrum, threw his fist around and cleared his throat.


    "In that case, I will not hide myself. Let''s throw a brick to attract jade first." As soon as the voice of the man in the black shirt fell, an old man with white hair and whiskers came out of the crowd. After standing on the rostrum, he took out a long knife from behind with his backhand and said slowly: "this knife is called duanyun. It''s made of cold iron mixed with silver. It''s like cutting iron like mud and blowing hair to break hair!"


    After saying that, the old man pulled a few pale hairs from his head with his backhand and put them on the blade to blow gently. The gray hairs were cut off from the middle and fell to the ground.


    What a quick knife! Seeing this scene, ye Lingfeng''s eyes suddenly showed the essence. Although the sharpness of this sword can''t be compared with reincarnation sword, it has exceeded the weapons of ordinary ancient martial arts practitioners, so it can be regarded as the sharp weapon of magic weapon.


    "One cloud breaking sabre, plus the sabre technique experience created by me, can be exchanged for a heavenly elixir!" After dancing the cloud breaking sword twice, the old man''s eyes swept slowly towards the field, and then said in a deep voice.


    The level of this fair is really much higher than that of the fairs I have participated in before. Not only are there magic weapons for sale, but even the matching swordsmanship are packaged and sold at the same time! However, the thing to be exchanged is also outrageous and frightening. It''s tianlingdan!


    "It turned out to be Li Yun, the crazy knife of the Li family..." At the same time, monk Liujing recognized the identity of the people on the stage, sighed and said: "I''m afraid this Li Yun has no more life. He wants to use this weapon that looks like his life and the skill of sword to exchange the elixir for his nephew''s descendants to break through the heaven level, so that he can continue the family after his death."


    With Li Yun''s voice falling, the atmosphere in the field suddenly rises, but ye Lingfeng sighs to himself. He can imagine that Li Yun''s Sabre skill experience must be extraordinary. If he can see it carefully, it will also help him to improve his cultivation, but he can''t meet the needs of the other side at all, and he uses a sword, so his Sabre skill experience is of little use to him.


    It''s just that after the short video, Li Yun''s cloud breaking sword and his skill were exchanged by one of the top stars in the first row for Tianling pill. Ye Lingfeng can see that when the transaction is completed, Li Yun holds the hand of duanyun Dao, and Mori baigujie is bulging high. His eyes are full of pain. It looks like he wants to separate the flesh from the bone.Ye Lingfeng is also quite emotional. In the eyes of outsiders, the owner of guwu Xiulian family seems to have unlimited scenery. But in these people, it is carrying the rise and fall of the whole family. If not, Li Yun would not take out the weapon that was regarded as the second life of the ancient martial arts practitioners to give his descendants a chance to break through.


    After Li Yun set a precedent, the trade fair immediately proceeded at a dazzling speed. Many natural resources and local treasures were constantly taken out. Many things, even ye Lingfeng, were extremely moved.


    "I''ve made a fool of myself." About half an hour after the fair, a prefecture level peak old man behind Ye Lingfeng suddenly got up, walked to the high platform, carefully took out a red brocade box from his arms, opened it, and said in a loud voice: "I want to sell a ginseng with five Pinnacle leaves. It''s very rare that it has full roots and no defects. I don''t have any requirements, as long as I can take out something equivalent to the value of this ginseng! "