Following his line of sight, there is a vast square not far ahead. In the center, a square, square and large-scale ancient building stands proudly, as if in a city. On the gate of the city, there are three Large characters: holy battlefield.
It turns out that this is the Eastern Emperor's Holy Battlefield where the Qi Dao Dharma Conference was held.
Not far from the holy battlefield, there is an antique small building with the words Donghuang Pavilion written on the plaque on the top. Although the entire Dongji City is overcrowded, the gate of Donghuang Pavilion is extremely quiet. It seems that Master Yijie is right. If you want to take refuge in the East Emperor Pavilion, the price will definitely not be affordable by ordinary people.
Fortunately, there is a master of Yijie, and even the powerhouse of the fifth rank of the Emperor Saint can only run away¡ªwell, no, Qin Qiuyuan, the strong man of the fifth rank of the Emperor Saint, was beaten to the ground when he met Master Yijie. There was no chance of running away. In short, with Master Yijie around, Gu Fenghua and the others don't have to worry about anything, and of course they don't have to worry about how high the fees of the East Emperor Pavilion are.
Passing by the side of the East Emperor Pavilion, it didn't take long before a group of people came to the market.
I remember that Yidao City held an auction specially for the school disciples' trip to the holy tomb. The major chambers of commerce and traveling merchants gathered in Yidao City. The scene was already lively enough, but the market in Dongji City was even more lively The auction is even more lively.
There are many shops in the market, and the open space between the shops has long been occupied by small merchants and hawkers. The auction room in the center of the market is bidding, and the bidding sounds one after another, and the lively atmosphere can be felt from a distance.
"Fenghua, do you know what the Tianyun Purple Soul Gold looks like?" Luo Enen looked at the rows of shops and countless stalls, and asked Gu Fenghua.
Gu Fenghua smiled wryly and shook her head. Although she has read many books, she has never seen any records about Tianyun Purple Soul Gold. If she hadn¡¯t heard Zhang Yiyi mention it, she would never know that there is such a talent in the world. Bao, how can I know what it looks like, so I can only ask those traders yesterday. Unfortunately, beside me, Master Yijie suddenly took out an ancient book and handed it to Gu Fenghua. On the yellowed page, there were three large characters : "Tianwailu"
Gu Fenghua took it subconsciously, and was immediately surprised to find that this ancient book was protected by no less than a hundred seals. But even with so many seals for protection, the page is still yellow and broken, and it has been eroded for tens of thousands of years.
Opening the pages of the book again, Gu Fenghua's expression became even more astonishing. She had never seen or heard of every exotic flower, or fine gold and mithril recorded in the book. If she hadn't quickly found the record about Tianyun Purple Soul Gold and confirmed the existence of this kind of treasure from Zhang Yidao, she would have almost doubted the authenticity of "Tianwailu".
Keeping the record of Tianyun Purple Soul Gold in mind, Gu Fenghua handed the ancient book back to Master Yijie.
"It's useless for me to hold this book. Since you need it, take it." Master Yijie didn't reach out his hand.
"This book is too precious, how can I accept it." Gu Fenghua politely declined. This "Tianwailu" has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the rare treasures recorded in it are even unheard of by Gu Fenghua. It is a rare treasure in itself, so she has the nerve to accept it casually.
"You can take it if you tell me." Master Yijie said impatiently. From that look, he didn't pay attention to the rare treasures in Gu Fenghua's eyes at all. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com