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Chapter 545: The Wind Blows Overseas (News)

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    The following monks took out their things one by one, and they were indeed not ordinary goods, basically they were treasures that could only be used by monks in the alchemy stage.  No wonder the secret city specially holds this exchange meeting.

    Han Li watched coldly from the sidelines, even though he didn't like them.  But these things aroused the emotions of other monks, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

    When it was Han Li's turn, he randomly picked out a few rare materials of level 6 and 7 monsters from the storage bag and placed them in front of him, which naturally attracted the surprised eyes of others.

    In a blink of an eye, it was the turn of the last dark-skinned middle-aged monk, who was one of the only three mid-stage alchemy monks present.

    Others looked at him with a look of awe, naturally.

    At this moment, the man's face remained unchanged.  He slowly took out two things from his body, and casually handed them to the table.

    A slap-sized, dull copper sheet, and a half-foot-long, gray-white bone strip, which looks like the spine of some animal.

    These two things made most of the monks stunned, and they didn't see any peculiarities about them, so they couldn't help but want to hear this person's introduction.

    However, after the middle-aged monk took out the things, he said slowly:

    "I only sell these two things to people who know the goods. If you don't have this opportunity, don't force it!" Then he leaned back indifferently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person next to him.  That gorgeous beauty Xiu didn't even look at her.  This woman was quite embarrassed.

    After hearing this, the others looked at each other speechlessly.

    Only after Han Li and Yun Tianxiao saw these two things clearly, their expressions changed slightly one after another.

    A strange look flashed across Han Li's face.  Although the things were far away from him, with the help of his powerful spiritual sense, two things were clearly visible with a glance.

    It's nothing more than a bone strip, although it is not an ordinary monster material, he still doesn't put it in the eyes.  But the copper piece made him a little bit interested.  There are some strange ancient characters engraved on it.  These texts are similar to the ancient texts in the animal skin book that records the unnamed Qigong method.  Is there any relationship between them?

    He has never been able to figure out the contents of those ancient documents.

    When Han Li was thinking secretly, Yun Tianxiao laughed.

    "Haha! I didn't expect Brother Sun to be able to take out the spirit bone of an eighth-level monster with such a big hand. Yun is a little tempted." This person glanced at the bone and said as if joking.

    These words made the audience suddenly startled, and there was a commotion.

    This thing can be regarded as the most precious thing that has appeared.

    What kind of existence is the eighth-level monster, this spiritual bone is definitely a rare treasure for their alchemy monks.

    And when Han Li heard this, his heart moved even more.  Could it be that this person knows about the eighth-level monster.

    When the monk surnamed Sun saw Yun Tianxiao yell out the origin of the bone, he just smiled, looked at his words meaningfully, and didn't say much.

    The scene of the exchange meeting at this time has really heated up.  There was an unconcealable look of excitement on everyone's face.

    And those accompanying female cultivators were all staring at the things on the round table, with unconcealable fiery expressions on their faces.

    Seeing this scene, Han Li couldn't help but look down at Wen Siyue in his arms, and found that there was also a hint of envy in his eyes.

    It seems that these things are irresistible to monks, both men and women.

    At this moment, the fat old man spoke, and began to tell the items and conditions he exchanged.

    "Tianlingzi can be exchanged for a few elixir plants that are more than five hundred years old. The demon pill needs a spirit tendon of a seventh-level monster to exchange. Of course, if someone produces enough spirit stones, I will sell them. And  "The arrogance on the fat old man's face has mostly dissipated after seeing the rare items brought out by the people behind.

    However, when he said that he wanted to change a spiritual tendon, his eyes glanced at Han Li inadvertently.  Because among the materials in front of Han Li's desk, there happened to be one such thing that met the requirements.

    But it's a pity that Han Li didn't care for a sixth-level demon pill, and he didn't stand up to exchange it at all. He just sat still with his usual expression on Wen Siyue in his arms.

    "I really want a sixth-level demon pill, but Wu has no spiritual tendons, so I don't know how many spiritual stones are needed to give up!" Another gray-haired old man asked with great interest.

    "Fellow daoists also know that it is no different than in previous years. It is becoming more and more difficult to obtain demon pills. The price of this sixth-level one is naturally higher. If fellow daoists are willing to give you 15,000 spirit stones, feel free to take them."  The fat old man didn't seem very happy about selling the demon pill for money.  An obviously high price was quoted.

    &nbspAfter hearing this, the gray-haired old man sneered and stopped talking.  Obviously feel too expensive, put out the original plan.

    "Yao Pill, I want it!" A white-haired old woman said coldly with no expression on her face.

    And as the words fell, a storage bag was shot at the fat old man.

    The fat old man was taken aback for a while, but after taking the storage bag and inspecting it for a while, he showed a satisfied expression.

    "Only Mrs. Qing has such courage. It's really not comparable to us poor monks." He seemed to know the old woman, and he threw the demon pill to her with a smile.

    The white-haired old woman snorted coldly, grabbed the Yaodan and looked at it for a few moments, and put it away without saying a word, without the slightest intention to speak again.

    Some monks also asked about the fat old man's other items, but most of them were replaced.

    The remaining materials that no one wanted were taken back by him.

    When they arrived at the "Panli worm" eggs of the red scarf monster below, there was an upsurge of competition.

    ?Because this person's conditions are very loose, whoever exchanges things with high value or gives out more spirit stones, the beast eggs will belong to him.

    In the end, this object was exchanged for several bottles of rare medicinal pills by an unattractive red-clothed monk.

    After another five or six people, it was Han Li's turn.

    Han Li looked at the pile of materials in front of him. Before he could speak, he felt several fiery eyes on his face, including the fat old man who pointed out that he wanted spiritual tendons.

    Han Li smiled lightly.

    He didn't get up, but leaned back, leaned back with Wen Siyue in his arms, and said calmly:

    "These materials, I don't need anything, just a change of news. As long as the information satisfies Li, all these things will be offered."

    "information?"

    "Information!"

    Han Li's words surprised the others, but they were not ordinary people. Although they were a little surprised in their hearts, no one made a fuss.  On the contrary, everyone was aroused with a little curiosity, quietly watching what Han Li wanted to say next.

    Yun Tianxiao's eyes moved, and a trace of suspicion flashed across his face.

    "I don't know which fellow daoist can provide the location of the lair of the eighth-level monster. I want to exchange these materials for this information." Han Li said slowly.

    "Eighth-level monster!" Hearing this, everyone gasped, and almost all of them turned pale.

    "Could fellow daoist be joking, could it be that he wants to take advantage of the eighth-level monster?" The fat old man blurted out, his face full of disbelief.

    "Of course not. I need this information for other matters. Specifically, I won't go into details." Han Li stretched out a finger and tapped the edge of the round table in front of him, and said calmly.

    At the same time, his eyes swept across the faces of other monks unceremoniously.  All the cultivators looked stunned and shocked, which made Han Li feel a sense of loss.

    Finally, his eyes fell on the dark-skinned monk surnamed Sun.

    When this person saw Han Li's eyes, he couldn't help but startled, but then he realized something and smiled:

    "Fellow Daoist thought that Mr. Sun knew the information about the eighth-level monster, but it's a pity that Fellow Daoist Li found the wrong person." He shook his head and denied.

    Seeing this scene, Han Li sighed deeply without hiding the disappointment on his face.

    But at this moment, a beautiful voice sounded in Han Li's ear.

    "I know where there are eighth-level monsters, but I don't want these materials, and there is another condition that Fellow Daoist Li agrees to." A person who was beyond Han Li's expectations suddenly spoke.

    Han Li was stunned for a moment!

    "You know the news about the eighth-level monster?" Han Li couldn't believe it.

    The person who spoke turned out to be Wen Siyue who was in his arms.

    "Yes, I know the approximate location of the lair of an eighth-level monster." At this moment, Wen Siyue looked extremely calm, half-climbing in Han Li's arms, and said calmly with her pretty face up.

    "Siyue, what nonsense are you talking about. How can you know the news about the eighth-level monster, don't talk about it!" Mrs. Fan was stunned at first, but then she scolded with a cold face.

    "Uncle Fan! Siyue does know the whereabouts of an eighth-level monster, and she doesn't intend to deceive Senior Li. Please rest assured, Uncle Fan!" Just when Han Li was suspicious, he suddenly felt that the woman hugged him tightly.  , then resolutely said with gritted teeth.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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