Not far down the mountain, you can see the seven-story pagoda standing in front of you.

There was a faint aura on the pagoda, and Xu Ziqing suddenly had a feeling that there seemed to be a high-level monk living on the pagoda... Then he let go. It was natural for such an important trading place to have high-level monks, so there was no need to make a fuss.

When I walked to the tower, there was no one guarding the outside, but the token gave off a faint light when I entered, presumably to verify my identity. Xu Ziqing didn't panic, and just walked in.

After entering, it suddenly became clear. Different from what you see outside, the tower is very spacious. Although there are people coming and going, it still doesn't seem crowded.

Xu Ziqing raised his eyes and looked around, carefully observing the situation in the tower.

I saw that the tower was octagonal, with a tower hole at each corner, but it was sealed. And there was a monk sitting in front of the tower hole. They were probably at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining. Even if they were placed in the casual cultivation alliance

There are also outstanding talents in those big families and sects outside.

However, these talents all have smiles on their faces and a warm attitude. They are stewards on the first floor of the tower, specializing in transactions on this floor.

Xu Ziqing took a few steps closer and could see clearly.

It turned out that there was a piece of silk hanging on the tall pagoda hole, and there were densely written small characters on it. These were the resources collected by the steward who took care of the pagoda hole, and the corresponding contributions were marked on it, which was clearly visible at a glance.

There was nothing in front of the cave steward, but he pushed everyone away three steps away. It can be seen that there must be a restriction here, and no one with casual cultivation can break it.

It's very convenient, Xu Ziqing thought. Then he stepped up and scanned all the small characters on the silk cloth of the eight pagoda holes, and he knew it well.

But even though he could see clearly, he had no intention of taking out everything right now. Instead, he turned around and walked to the second floor of the pagoda.

Walking up the wooden ladder, Xu Ziqing only felt a thin layer of pressure on his body. As soon as his spiritual power shifted, all the pressure disappeared.

It seems that he has passed the second restriction.

The wooden ladder was not high, and he quickly reached the second floor. Xu Ziqing looked up again and saw eight pagoda holes, and in front of each pagoda hole was a small shop.

There are eight stewards with the same level of cultivation standing in the shop respectively, conducting transactions with people.

Xu Ziqing immediately understood that the first level was where the resources from the monks were acquired and exchanged for circulation and contribution, while the second level was where existing resources were built into each shop so that the monks could freely exchange their contributions for the resources they needed.

The classification is very clear, elixirs, magic tools and talismans, exercises, spiritual materials and herbs, edible items, sundries, etc. Each category is under the responsibility of a steward, which is quite convenient.

Xu Ziqing looked at them one by one as usual, and also made silent calculations in his mind. Then he went up to the third floor.

When crossing the wooden ladder, the pressure increased a bit, but it did not hinder Xu Ziqing much and he could still pass smoothly.

When we arrived at the third floor, there were suddenly fewer people.

Although there is still an octagonal tower hole on this floor, and there are still monks sitting in this tower hole, these monks are not in charge of things, but high-level monks with cultivation levels of the ninth or even tenth level of Qi Refining.

Xu Ziqing also had some discernment. Even though he could not completely judge how deep these monks were, he could tell from their coercion that they were extremely difficult to mess with.

The purpose of these monks who are not easy to mess with is to mediate the conflicts among the monks who are scattered in the alliance.

Except for the pagoda cave, there are many futons placed everywhere else. Brocade cloth is spread in front of the futons, and bans are set on the brocade cloth. Inside the bans are some magic weapons and spiritual elixirs.

It turns out that this floor is where monks freely exchange resources.

Because some resources were hard-earned by the monks, they felt that it was not worthwhile to exchange for contributions on the first floor, so they set up a stall on the third floor to try their luck.

When Xu Ziqing saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The trading hall of the Sanxiu Alliance is really comprehensive, and you can't find a single mistake or omission.

It's enough to get here. Although Xu Ziqing is curious about what kind of transactions are done on the third floor, there is no need to rush. He just wants to take a look on this floor first to see if there is anything suitable.

So he stopped and looked at the stalls one by one, starting from the left hand side.

The monks who set up stalls would not hawk like ordinary people, not to mention that the people here are just to exchange resources, not to make a living, so naturally they are a bit arrogant and alienated.

Therefore, behind each stall, the monk would sit cross-legged on the futon, and then close his eyes to rest. There may be secret practitioners, and they would not do anything rude at all. If anyone takes a fancy, they can go to the front of his stall and tap the ban.

, once the ban is moved, the monk who placed the ban will wake up and can discuss the deal.

Xu Ziqing walked silently and stopped in front of the first stall.

On top of this brocade cloth, there are three or five magical artifacts, two porcelain bottles, and a box of spiritual beads.

The grade of the magical artifacts is good, two are of medium grade, one is of low grade and one seems to have a dim light, but also has a faint hint of coercion. If it were not a little inappropriate, I am afraid it would be close to high grade.

On the porcelain bottle, there are three small words "Bigu Pill" written on it. However, low-grade Bigu Pill is very common in every city. If you can get it...could it be middle grade or top grade?

Xu Ziqing didn't care about those magic weapons, but he was somewhat interested in Bigu Pills and Lingzhu. But he didn't know what the monk wanted in exchange for them.

Immediately, he looked towards the side of the brocade cloth.

I saw it written above:

In exchange for snake grass, more than 500 points; cluster grass, more than 800 points; pear and jujube flowers, more than seven petals, red and yellow. All items must be of medium quality or above, and those who are idle should not speak.

Xu Ziqing saw it clearly and made some decisions in his mind.

If he was looking for magical artifacts, he really didn't have them, but if he was looking for spiritual herbs, it would not be difficult.

Now that the business could be done, Xu Ziqing stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the restriction.

The monk opened his eyes in an instant, and the light in his eyes disappeared in a flash: "What do you want, fellow Taoist?"

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly: "I wonder what grade this Bigu Pill is?"

The monk wore a blue robe, his hair was pulled up loosely, and his appearance was very dull. However, his eyes were still clear, and he said: "There are ten pills in a bottle of the middle-grade Bigu Pill."

Xu Ziqing calculated that twenty pills of Bigu Pills would last ten years, which was very useful. After he made up his mind, he put his hand into his sleeve. When he took it out, there was already a dense leaf bag in his palm.

Come: "Fellow Taoist wants snake grass, and I have two of them here. I don't know if you agree with it."

Seeing Xu Ziqing's generous attitude, Brother Luotuo was not polite. He broke the restriction with a snap of his fingers, took the leaf bag, opened it and took a look - suddenly the spiritual energy filled the air, and a spicy meaning floated around, gathering energy to form a snake-like illusion.

Come.

"High-quality snake grass?" He said in surprise, then lowered his head and sniffed, "This year, it must be seven hundred years old."

Xu Ziqing smiled and said: "How?" He also had a thousand-year-old snake grass in his ring, but he had seen some things along the way and knew that wealth should not be revealed, so he chose the one with the least age.

Brother Luotuo was overjoyed: "Snake Xincao is very rare. Fellow Taoist has such a treasure. My two bottles of Bigu Pills will belong to fellow Taoist." After saying that, he swept away the two porcelain bottles and put them directly into Xu Ziqing's hands.

Xu Ziqing put away the Bigu Pill and saw that he was quite honest in the transaction, so he asked again: "This transaction is over, I still have some Clusters of Yuancao, can you..."

Before Brother Luotuo finished listening, he was already looking excited: "Fellow Taoist, do you still have the Cluster Yuancao?"

Xu Ziqing coughed lightly and took out another leaf bag: "But there's only one."

Monk Luo Tuo hurriedly took it, opened it, and smiled immediately: "It is indeed an eight-hundred-year-old grass, and it is also top-grade."

Obtaining the Snake Letter Grass made him infinitely happy. The Cluster Grass was even rarer than the Snake Letter Grass. It can be said to be one of the most rare spiritual herbs. Not to mention that it was of such good quality, it was often taken with great care.

Gold is hard to come by.

Brother Luotuo didn't have much hope at first. He just gave it a try and set up a stall here. No one showed up for days. He was very disappointed. But after all, it was an urgent need, so he had to stay here day after day.

, I was very anxious. I didn’t expect to meet these two spiritual herbs that I needed most today, and I was simply overjoyed.

Brother Luotuo was afraid that Xu Ziqing would take back the Cluster of Yuancao, so he hurriedly said: "Whatever you want, fellow Taoist, just tell me. I have several magic weapons here that are very powerful. If fellow Taoist likes them, I can try them out right now."

It’s okay.”

Xu Ziqing listened to his quick words, then shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't want those magic weapons, but..." He cast his eyes on the box of spirit beads, "Fellow Taoist thought that this cluster of Yuancao was worth so much, so he said

Exchange the spirit beads with me."

Hearing what he said, Brother Luotuo was a little surprised.

How precious is the Cluster Grass? Does this new young monk only want the Spirit Pearl?

He was puzzled, but when he saw Xu Ziqing's face smiling, as if he really meant it, he suppressed it. He just wanted to gather Yuancao, and if he asked the question rashly and offended the seller, it would be worthless.

At that moment, he simply said: "The Cluster of Yuancao is very valuable. If my fellow Taoist wants to exchange it for spiritual pearls, just take this box. In addition, if you have anything else you want, you can also tell me.

If I can do it, I won't hesitate."

Even though a monk is a monk, he does not take advantage of others.

Xu Ziqing only smiled and said: "A box of spiritual beads is enough." Even if people of this kind of character meet by chance, they can still form a good relationship.

Brother Luotuo was stunned for a moment: "My name is Kang Wenyu. Do you dare to ask my friend?"

Xu Ziqing also smiled: "I'm Xu Ziqing."

Kang Wenyu closed the stall, stood up, and said with cupped hands: "Kang has taken note of the friendship between Taoist Fellow Xu. Now Kang has something urgent to leave, and I hope to see fellow Taoist again one day."

Xu Ziqing also held up his hand: "See you soon, fellow Daoist Kang."

Kang Wenyu turned around and left without any hesitation. Xu Ziqing got the Bigu Pill and Lingzhu, and he was very satisfied. After that, he suddenly remembered something, which was what he was longing for.

Xu Ziqing thought for a while and then continued walking forward.

The transaction between Xu Ziqing and Kang Wenyu just now seemed to be hidden, but in fact how could it be hidden from the monks on this tower level? Not to mention the two kinds of spiritual herbs that Xu Ziqing brought out, it was even more eye-catching.

So seeing that Xu Ziqing had not left yet, the monks' eyes could not help but linger on him.

Xu Ziqing was slightly embarrassed, but then he let go and quickly scanned the many stalls.

From his point of view, most of the things exchanged here were magic weapons, but not many other things. He walked for a while before stopping in front of a futon.

Sitting on this futon is a woman with no makeup and a yellow shirt, and her breath is calm.

On the stall in front of her, there were more than a dozen palm-sized small bags, with auras flickering on them, and the thickness of the light was also quite different.

This is what Xu Ziqing needs.
To be continued...