In the next two days, Zheng Qian ate tea and drank wine at the inn every day, and went out for a walk when he was free, but most of them went to some priest guilds.

I have to say that under the care of the Nine Pyloric Gates, the strength of the Sacrificial Cultivator Guild of the Flying Bird Dynasty far exceeds that of the Yongyue Dynasty.

In the Sacrificial Refiner Guild here, Zheng Qian can still see a lot of techniques about the sacrificial alchemy of the mechanism, although it is not profound, but for the Yongyue Dynasty, it is already unattainable.

Moreover, there are still many sacrificial cultivators here who take out the trap beasts they have cultivated and sell them, and the huge hall of the Sacrificial Refiner's Guild is very lively.

Just when Zheng Qian was looking at a crab-shaped trap beast on the platform, a young man came over, "Brother, this is a three-grade trap beast, whether it's holding a bubble girl or pretending to be a force, it's an artifact!"

As he spoke, the young man flipped his palm and took out a trap beast controller, and the aura was infused into it, and suddenly the crab-like trap beast began to move, and its eight feet swayed left and right, and with the lines of the beast's appearance, it was quite funny.

Zheng Qian couldn't help but smile, "No need, I already have a sister paper!"

The young man suddenly became depressed, lowered his head and muttered, "Hey, this trap beast can't be sold anymore, and the money for my mother's medicine is also lost......

Zheng Qian's ears were tipped, and he just heard it.

He originally turned around to leave, but suddenly paused, turned back, and said with a smile on his face: "Dude, I think you crab trap beast is missing something!"

"Huh?" The young man was stunned, at first he thought that Zheng Gan was going to buy his things, but when he heard Zheng Qian say that his machine beast was missing, he was suddenly a little unhappy, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, and before the young man could react, he raised his hand to grab the brush on the table where the ink had not dried, and with a wave of his hand, he drew a few lines on the crab trap beast.

"Well, in my hometown, there are some patterns on the outside of hairy crabs, so they look much better!" Zheng Qian smiled as he put down his brush.

The young man was stunned, Zheng Gan's movements were too fast, almost in one go, there was no stagnation at all, and when he reacted, Zheng Gan's back had already left the door.

"Hey, you stop, you paid me for the beasts, they were all spent, how can you sell them?" The young man stomped his feet in anger, but by the time he followed out, Zheng Qian had already left.

Annoyed, he had to come back dejectedly, looking at the pattern of the machine beast he had worked so hard to make being painted by Zheng Qian, the more he looked at it, the more ugly he felt.

"Boy, don't wait for me to catch you, I'll definitely let you walk around without food when the time comes!" the young man said viciously.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Brother, how can this beast be sold, what is its function?"

When the young man saw that he had come to business, he had to endure his anger at Zheng Qian, raised his face and said with a smile: "This...... This one...... Twenty gold coins!"

Speaking of this, the young man also followed: "However, this has been smeared with ink by a previous customer, and I will give you a discount, just ...... Just fifteen gold coins!"

The middle-aged man nodded, "Demonstrate?"

The young man was immediately happy, the business was promising, and the sick old lady had money to get medicine.

The aura in his hand was infused into the trap beast accelerator, and suddenly, the crab-like trap beast moved, and its eight feet moved in unison.

At this moment, no one noticed that the lines on the back shell of the crab trap beast that were drawn by Zheng Qian flashed for a while, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

And at this moment, the trap beast, which could only crawl left and right on the ground, suddenly stood up on one foot uncontrollably, and then the other seven legs quickly stretched out in all directions, and the body of the crab trap beast actually spun up as quickly as if performing acrobatics.

"What......"

The young man looked confused, "What, my trap beast is broken, why is it out of control?"

Before he could speak out in surprise, the acrobatic beast suddenly jumped up like a clown, and was still somersaulting.

And from time to time, a few difficult antics came to amuse a large number of people around at once.

The young man was completely stunned, because he found that his trap beast was completely out of his control, and he didn't give it so many instructions when he was sacrificing this trap beast.

It was good before, isn't it......

The young man suddenly thought of Zheng Qian, "Could it be that kid did it just now!"

"Hahaha......" The middle-aged man who asked before was completely attracted by this crab trap beast, and laughed non-stop, "Brother, I want this trap beast, as you said, twenty gold coins!"

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, and with a wave of his big hand, a small bag of gold coins was handed over directly.

Shi Mingda was completely stunned by the scene in front of him, he was just a low-level priest who had just started, in order to make money to buy medicine for his old mother to cure his illness, he scraped together, and after learning a little fur, he couldn't wait to make a trap beast and wanted to sell it to earn some money to buy medicine for his mother, but now the development of this matter was a bit too unexpected for him, you must know that the real value of this trap beast is only five gold coins, and he offered twenty just to fight for bargaining space.

But now that he had really earned twenty gold coins at once, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"I'll give you fifty gold coins!"

Suddenly, there were people bidding on the scene, and a fat old man suddenly stepped forward, looking like he was bound to win.

Shi Mingda couldn't believe his ears, and was stunned for a while.

But in the eyes of others, he is waiting for a price to sell, waiting for a higher price.

The chubby old man before said impatiently, "Boy, sell it or not, my granddaughter likes this thing of yours very much!"

"Ah......" Shi Mingda reacted at this time, and was just about to nod, when a voice suddenly sounded again behind the crowd, "I'll give out a hundred gold coins!"

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, and they all suddenly got out of the way and looked towards the bidder.

A figure wearing a white gauze cloak walked in, and next to the figure stood an old man on crutches, dressed plainly, but every step he took was unusually calm and powerful, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

Shi Mingda didn't want his business to be ruined, so he quickly nodded immediately, "Okay, good, deal!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly handed over the Trap Beast on the ground, along with the drive.

The old man took out a money bag from his bosom, handed it over, and then walked out with the figure in the white gauze cloak.

As soon as he went out, the old man's hand rubbed the lines on the ink on the beast that had not completely dried up, and turned his head to the figure beside him and said, "Miss, that's right, this is indeed the formation pattern in the 'Liutao Talisman', the ink on it hasn't dried yet, that person shouldn't have gone far......"