Although there are some monks on the second floor, most of them are at the Qi Refining stage.

The third floor is somewhat interesting to Li Feiyu and Han Li.

As soon as the two of them entered the third floor, several rays of divine consciousness immediately swept over them.

Han Li felt a shiver in his heart, as he felt the temptation in the later stages of foundation building.

Suddenly, he saw Li Feiyu beside him, walked in nonchalantly, and naturally took a seat by the window.

This made the foundation-building monks on the third floor, who were clearly divided into two groups, all look over.

One group was from the Seven Major Factions. There were only five people sitting at the same table, which seemed a bit intimate.

The other group was naturally composed of monks from outside. There were seven or eight people in total, but most of them were just one or two people at a table, and they did not whisper or talk to each other.

With such a completely different atmosphere, it is easy for people to feel a hostile confrontation.

As a disciple of Huang Maple Valley, one of the seven major sects, Han Li was supposed to move towards the position of the seven major sects.

It can be seen that Li Feiyu opened another table, so he could only follow it.

"Fellow Taoists!"

As soon as he sat down, Shi Shiran spoke next to Li Feiyu, breaking the tranquility of the teahouse.

"The way to cultivate immortality is not advisable behind closed doors!"

"You and I are destined to be together today, why don't we see if we can exchange what we need?"

Faced with Li Feiyu's sudden proposal.

Han Li's eyes lit up.

But there was still silence in the teahouse.

"Since your Excellency proposed it on your own initiative, why not offer some suggestions?"

Just when Han Li was thinking about whether to help, a barefoot foreign monk who was sitting alone spoke coldly.

But it attracted many nods of agreement.

"A top-grade magic weapon!"

Li Feiyu did not refuse and directly took out the magical weapons that he had captured over the years.

These magic weapons are useless to him.

It would be appropriate to take it out now.

Especially for a group of monks in the foundation building stage, there is no doubt about its attraction.

Even Han Li beside him couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looked at it for a few times, and then took it back.

After all, there is a set of top-level magic weapons made by ink dragons, so I won’t be too excited.

"What do you need, Your Excellency?"

It was the same monk who sat alone, barefoot.

"I don't want anything ordinary..."

Li Feiyu spoke calmly, very casually.

He once again took out two or three of the top-level magical weapons that he had captured and put them down.

A group of foundation-building monks, these people make him feel valuable because they are the weird and weird people in the world of immortality.

Ordinary skills, supernatural powers, elixir materials...
Chapter completed!