The treatments enjoyed by the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are different. Zhang Heng and Ning Xuerong received two identity tokens representing the honorary elders of the Tongmenghui Association at the same time.

Touching the special texture on this identity token, Zhang Heng couldn't help but think that getting this token would be a bit more trouble.

The old man in the Foundation Establishment Stage smiled and said, "If the two can become formal elders of the Tongmenghui, they will receive the offerings of five medium-grade crystal stones and some materials every year. But they must come here for a month every year and fight against foreign enemies in times of crisis."

Zhang Heng suddenly realized that the honorary elder was just a job post, and the one who really enjoyed the treatment was the formal elder. But formal elders also had to fulfill some corresponding responsibilities and obligations.

"It will take some time for Zhang to enter the foundation building to stabilize the realm. Let's talk about the official elder later."

Zhang Heng refused the old man's invitation in a humble and arrogant manner.

Elder Kushou smiled and said, "It's understandable that fellow Taoist has entered the foundation-building stage at such a young age. His future achievements are immeasurable. If you need any help, you can ask me. By the way, I would like to ask you the name of Gao, and I'm in Ma Hongxiu, the official elder in the alliance."

"In the next Zhang Heng."

Zhang Heng smiled at the slim elder, without introducing Ning Xuerong, and asked the elder surnamed Ma about the matter of the random cultivator trading alliance before leaving.

Holding Ning Xuerong's hand, Zhang Heng came to the third floor of the Random Cultivator Trading Alliance.

After entering the third floor, Zhang Heng discovered that most of the cultivators here were hovering between the early stage of foundation building and the middle stage of foundation building.

Zhang Heng and Ning Xuerong joined hands to enter the third floor. The monks just glanced at each other curiously, and then they were all busy.

Looking at the dozens of monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage upstairs, Zhang Heng thought to himself that the strength of this scattered cultivator league was beyond his imagination.

Even among the three sects of Fang Yunshan, the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage will not be much more than these people.

I glanced at a corner on the third floor and found an old man with white bearded closing his eyes to rest, and his breath was extremely obscure.

Zhang Heng carefully swept through the old man's body and found that the old man's cultivation had reached the realm of Great Perfection of Foundation Building. This old man might be the elder of the Random Cultivator League responsible for the second floor of public security.

Since Zhang Heng reached the second level of martial arts, his spiritual sense strength has been comparable to that of the early stage of Jindan. It is estimated that after his cultivation is stable, he will be slightly better than that of the early stage of Jindan.

After wandering around the third floor for a while, Zhang Heng found that some of the materials here were exactly what he needed.

In addition to a main magic weapon or spiritual weapon for the second level of practice, Zhang Heng also needs some other auxiliary materials. The names of these materials were recorded when Zhang Heng first entered the jade slip.

Some of these materials are more precious, while others are very common. Zhang Heng did not intend to collect all of these things at once.

Some of the more precious materials are just some in Zhang Heng's space ring, but some ordinary or side-door materials are gone.

"How to trade these soft iron smelting?"

Zhang Heng came to one of the monks.

Soft iron smelting is a relatively common material in refining tools, and there are many types of grades, such as those top soft refining bodies, which often have thousands of crystals.

The outer body cultivated by the first level of the exercise can only be considered low, and the materials required are not particularly harsh, and there is no need for top-notch materials.

The owner of the soft iron smelting is a black-faced man in the foundation-building stage. He is trading a low-grade defensive spirit weapon with another foundation-building stage monk in a brocade robe.

"This is not possible. This low-quality defensive spirit weapon has been obtained through a lot of hardships. Five hundred crystals must not be sold."

The black-faced man refused without hesitation the request of the brocade monk on the opposite side.

The price of a low-grade attack spirit weapon is about 200 yuan, while a low-grade defensive spirit weapon with defensive armor will increase by three or four times.

The brocade monk on the opposite side snorted coldly: "The defensive spirit weapon in your hand has been a few years. It was not refined by yourself, and the origin is unknown. Who knows whether it was snatched by killing an inner disciple of a certain sect? It's not safe to use this kind of thing in your hand. If you don't sell it, it's fine!"

The black-faced man hesitated for a moment, but he didn't have time to pay attention to Zhang Heng. He gritted his teeth and said, "Six hundred is six hundred! We'll make a deal."

The brocade monk on the opposite side didn't say much, took out five medium-grade crystals, and said indifferently: "Five medium-grade crystals should be enough."

The black-faced man did not object, picked up the defensive spirit weapon and traded with the brocade monk.

After watching the transaction between the two, Zhang Heng was a little puzzled. A defensive spirit weapon sold only five medium-grade crystals? Perhaps this defensive spirit weapon of this black-faced man is really a stolen item.

However, the exchange rate of medium-grade crystals and low-grade crystals is beyond Zhang Heng's expectations.

"It seems that I lost money when I bought the third-level talisman in Dutianbao last time!"

Zhang Heng felt a little regretful, and it was also a fault that he did not understand some market conditions in the world of immortal cultivation.

After the black-faced man finished the transaction, he found that Zhang Heng and Ning Xuerong had a few surprises on their faces. When they looked at Ning Xuerong, a stunning look flashed in their eyes.

"How to sell this soft iron?"

Zhang Heng asked straight to the point.

"How much do you want to buy? I have a lot of iron smelting here, which looks like dozens of kilograms."

The black-faced man said.

"Ten kilograms?"

Zhang Heng pondered for a moment, but decided to buy all the soft iron.

Although the soft iron required to refine the body outside is only part of the auxiliary materials and the amount is not much, Zhang Heng has to consider a success rate. In addition, Zhang Heng does not want to refine only one body outside.

"I've asked for it all, how do I sell it?"

Zhang Heng said very straightforwardly.

The black-faced man was stunned and asked curiously: "This soft iron smelting seems to be just an auxiliary qi refining material. What's the use of fellow Taoists needing so much?"

Zhang Heng's face suddenly sank: "Friends Daoist are so curious."

"Hehe, sorry."

The black-faced man also understood that he was a little reckless. In this world of immortal cultivation, he usually would not ask the other party’s secrets.

"A total of one hundred and fifty crystals."

The black-faced man calculated a little and reported a number.

Zhang Heng did not buy these things immediately, and he reported four or five kinds of materials in a row.

"Do you have these materials in the storage bags of fellow Daoist? If so, we can trade them together."

The black-faced man frowned slightly: "I happen to have the other four refining materials except crystal jade, but I keep them all for myself."

Zhang Heng just casually reported it to the black-faced man, but he didn't expect that the other party would have as many as four or five kinds.

Perhaps seeing what Zhang Heng was thinking, the black-faced man explained:

"Although I have a little understanding of the art of refining, my master is this famous weapon refining master with a radius of four or five hundred miles..."

When the black-faced man mentioned his master, he couldn't help but reveal a few traces of admiration on his face.

"Master of weapon refining?"

Zhang Heng couldn't help but think of the ancient armor in the storage bag.

"Dare you ask about the name of respecting the teacher?"

The black-faced man said, "My master is called Master Bailian, so I don't know the specific name. In Xia Kuihong, if you have any problems with refining weapons, you can ask my master for help."

Zhang Heng nodded and said, "In the next step, Zhang Heng has indeed some problems in refining weapons. He may go to visit the respected teacher in some time.

Is there some materials I mentioned just now? Will fellow Taoist give up and sell them to me? The price is not a big problem."

Being able to buy these materials at one time can save Zhang Heng a lot of energy. As for crystals, Zhang Heng is not worried. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)
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