But here, the transaction is more advanced, and the value of the items is almost impossible to see in open-air stalls.

Wang Lun knew that this trading method would exist a few days before the trading conference. The longer the time, the more houses like this wrapped in Guanghua disappeared.

After all, the monks who stay in it may be able to reach more than a dozen or even hundreds of door-to-door monks every day, and the transaction is most likely to be completed in the first few days.

Therefore, Wang Lun was also hurrying up and he officially came into contact with this trading method the next day after the trading conference was held.

Wang Lun went in both houses on Minghu Street.

He wore a black hat, covered his head, and then brought a black scarf. Wang Lun didn't want people to recognize his true face.

In both houses, there is indeed a Nascent Soul monk in charge, and he has many cultivation items that can be exchanged. This is why they spend money to buy separate residences as a place of trading.

Wang Lun didn't like any of them, after all, they didn't have the required energy to breathe here.

After leaving Minghu Street, Wang Lun went to Heihu Street again. In addition to the sloppy Taoist's purple house, there was also a house wrapped in purple light.

In the afternoon and evening, after several hours, Wang Lun walked through almost half of the streets on Kuihu Lake and visited more than 20 purple houses.

But no one has used iron for trading, and no Nascent Soul monk provides useful information.

"Just filter out other purple houses tonight."

Wang Lun said in his heart. He specialized in searching for the fire. The news will not be kept confidential. Until tomorrow, there may be a ill-hearted Nascent Soul monk using fake news to deal with him.

Taking advantage of the fact that the various Nascent Soul monks in the purple house have not yet been breathed, and it is the lowest danger. He has to concentrate on screening during this period of time today to avoid long nights and dreams.

Wang Lun did not have dinner, and screened one street after another in the night. After two hours, he ruled out ten purple houses.

Halfway through, Wang Lun passed by the open-air stall where he bought the Blood Evil Pill last time, but he did not see the old woman.

After Wang Lun used the Blood-Breaking Evil Pill and found that the old woman had not cheated, he planned to buy a few more from the old woman. After all, there was more than once in a private transaction. The sloppy Taoist can host it, and other Nascent Soul monks can also host it. He wanted to participate in a few more events.

But the old woman didn't know why, but she didn't set up a stall when she was doing the best business on this day at night.

Wang Lun continued to screen.

After a busy night, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The streets are still very lively, and the business of open-air stalls is booming. People are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, but Wang Lun is not interested in joining in the fun, and he is tired.

He visited all the purple houses and visited more than forty Nascent Soul monks, but did not exchange them for the Xitieng.

Perhaps some of them had Xitieng, but were unwilling to exchange it for only the spirit stones. They felt that his conditions were not enough, so they refused to make a deal with him. But no matter what, after he experienced it personally, he found that the channels for Xitieng were really narrow.

"There is no other way, I can only wait for the auction, or have the opportunity to find the sloppy Taoist." Wang Lun returned to the inn on Chihu Street.

In the corridor, Tang Si's room living on the same floor was still lit, and Wang Lun didn't bother him. After all, he didn't want to have anything to do with this person. This person was hiding very deeply and had a bad intention, so there was no need to contact him.

Wang Lun entered his room and checked

After banning the room and confirming that no one has come in, he put down the Qian Mie Spirit Sword on his waist and the cloth bag on his back.

In the cloth bag, the silver-winged divine armor sealed the flame boy, who was still fainting. Since he arrived at the Kui Lake, the latter may have awakened for less than ten minutes in the twenty-four hours a day.

Wang Lun used his magic power to awaken the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit, but he still controlled the Silver Winged Divine Armor to bind the latter.

The latter, as always, used his short awake time to curse: "Boy, if you have the ability to let go of your bondage, let me fight you one-on-one! Is there any kind of genitals, you are not there!"

"Noisy." Wang Lun said two words coldly.

"You don't even dare to fight alone, hahaha." The Nascent Soul Fire Spirit was afraid that Wang Lun would not get angry, so he continued to use the provocation method.

But let alone the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit Body, even if the cunning humans are used, Wang Lun will not be fooled.

Wang Lun asked directly: "Give you a chance, should you surrender to me or make other choices."

He told the other party very early that the other party had no third choice, either surrender or die. No matter what the other choice was, no matter what the other party said, he would only give the other party a death ending.

The reason why he is willing to give the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit now a chance to choose is Wang Lun, who also thought that if he could sign a united life contract with the other party, the benefits would be quite good compared to the benefits obtained by refining the second Nascent Soul.

After all, after the life contract is completed, the other party will completely surrender to him and be controlled by his will. Moreover, the other party has excellent potential and his cultivation will increase in the future.

In addition, there is a certain chance of failure in refining the second Nascent Soul, which is not 100% safe.

For his own interests, he gave the other party a chance to choose this time.

"I will never surrender even if I die." The answer to Wang Lun was the cold voice of the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit.

"Take it serious?" Wang Lun asked again.

"Of course! Let me sign a contract of life, hum, it's impossible, I'd rather die!" The Nascent Soul Fire Spirit looked very strong.

Seeing this, Wang Lun had no intention of persuasion.

"In a few days, I will use the Demonic Extreme Infant-forming Technique to refine you into my second Nascent Soul," said Wang Lun.

"You, how did you know the second Nascent Soul?" The Nascent Soul Fire Spirit body was obviously a little panicked.

Wang Lun sneered: "Do you think I can't find your real purpose in my life?"

The Nascent Soul Fire Spirit wanted to be tough, but was not good at it, and his momentum was much weaker: "The probability of failure in refining the second Nascent Soul is very high. There is no need to take such a risk. Why not discuss it?"

Wang Lun found it funny. He was so imposing half a minute ago, but now he is timid.

“No need.”

Wang Lun emitted magic power, shocking the Nascent Soul Fire Spirit.

Finally, he was given a chance. He couldn't discuss it again if the other party didn't take it seriously.

No words all night.

As early as the morning came, Wang Lun practiced first as usual. In the afternoon, he went to the street and learned about the news that the auction organized by the organizer officially began the evening after tomorrow.

The auction will be held at the same time and at different locations, with a number of levels, including special sessions that only accept monks from the Jiedan realm and the Nascent Soul realm.

The auction will last for two days, and it will be held during the day and at night. The specific number and time of the event will be determined soon.

In just over two days, the auction will begin. Wang Lun feels that he can afford to wait and there is no need to leave Kuihu early.

After returning to the inn, Wang Lun continued to meditate and practice.

In the evening, Wang Lun went downstairs to have a meal. Although the Nascent Soul monk did not enter a grain of rice or a drop of water for ten days and half a month, it was completely fine, but Wang Lun regarded eating and sleeping as the same thing as ordinary people. These unnecessary things in the eyes of many monks are an integral part of his life experience.

Since his practice in Yinshan Village, he has been doing this and has developed a habit. When it comes to meal time, if there is nothing special, he will eat.

Asked for a single table, Wang Lun ordered a few dishes and saw a familiar person not far away drinking wine.

Tang Si is still dressed like a scholar, but his appearance is not as good as before. Although he used to be sick, his clothes were at least clean and tidy. Now they have pleats on their clothes, and some places are even torn. Tang Si's hairstyle is also messy, as if he has experienced a dusty journey.

Tang Si was pouring wine on himself, with sadness written on his face.

At first glance, this person seemed to have just experienced something very bad, so he was drinking to drown his sorrows.

Wang Lun glanced and withdrew his gaze.

It was okay if the red silk thread on the soles of Tang Si's shoes was discovered. After he found out, he was wary of the other party and avoided contacting the other party.

The food came soon, and Wang Lun picked up the chopsticks and started to feast on it.

The wine here is not delicious. Even if the price is high, it does not have the mellow taste of white wine. It is completely incomparable to the spiritual wine brewed by monks.

Wang Lun didn't ask for wine. Halfway through the meal, Tang Si actually walked over drunk and staggeredly. Of course, perhaps because of his sick body, he was not walking steadily.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, do you mind if I sit down?" Tang Si asked with two wine glasses and a jar of wine in his hands.

"I just finished my meal." Wang Lun said as he stood up and was about to leave. He didn't want to be troubled, and he didn't want to find out whether the other party was really drinking to drown his sorrow or pretending.

"I want to invite you to work with me to do something." Tang Si sat down and said, "I'm not drunk, I'm just in a bad mood and I'm not talking nonsense."

"I'm not interested." Wang Lun didn't plan to get involved.

But Tang Si said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Wang, please make a decision after listening to my narrative. It won't take you much time. What do you think?"

Wang Lun walked straight forward.

Tang Si flashed, moved to Wang Lun, and lowered his voice and said, "If you share half of all the belongings of a Nascent Soul monk, will you not have any interest?"

Wang Lun looked at Tang Si, who hurriedly continued to whisper: "I'm not lying, fellow Taoist might as well talk after listening."

"Yes." Wang Lun changed his mind. Curiosity was secondly, mainly because he discovered what action Tang Si wanted to take, but he was probably trying to pull himself into the water, and he had a chance to counter the other party and get the title of the Nascent Soul monk.

So, Wang Lun planned to listen first.

"I was given a handful of a female monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. The most important secret book of the Three Pole Realm Fan was taken away by the other party, and the Hunyuan Fan was also taken away. Both treasures were isolated from each other. The other party should think that the whole spiritual world is not as stupid as me." Tang Si said, with annoyed expression.

Wang Lun just looked at Tang Si and did not express his opinion.
Chapter completed!