It was another half day, and the gate of this palace was slowly closed.

Between the exchanges with other people, Luo Fan already knew that this meant that this real treasure conference was about to begin.

At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air on a platform in the center of the main hall that was larger than usual.

This figure is very different from the situation where all the living beings present are completely ordinary, and all the extraordinary things are completely suppressed.

Although there is no breath coming out, that indescribable charm makes anyone know at the first time they see that this figure is a being that can easily crush them to death! That high, eternal and noble temperament shows to the beings of heaven and earth that his society is extraordinary!

In an instant, Luo Fan knew that this person must be a ninth-level pseudo-saint, and Zun!

Only the ninth-level pseudo-saint level can be so powerful, and only the closest to the saint in the cultivation realm can make all people have such an inexplicable feeling just by virtue of their temperament.

"The span of the realm of the ninth-level pseudo-saint is really too big......," Luo Fan sighed.

As far as the eighth-level pseudo-saint he had seen, any one of them was world-wide different from the ninth-level pseudo-saint! He was now a third-level pseudo-saint, but in the face of the sixth-level pseudo-saint, he was not afraid, and in the face of the seventh-level pseudo-saint, he could also have the certainty of escaping, and even, in the face of the eighth-level pseudo-saint, he also had the idea of creating all kinds of special environments to escape and ascend to heaven. But, in the face of the ninth-level pseudo-saint. He didn't have any such thoughts at all, he clearly knew that he was like an ant in front of the ninth-level pseudo-saints! At least, among all the ninth-level pseudo-saints he had seen, almost any of them were so powerful that he couldn't have any thoughts of confrontation.

The reason for this, of course, is not that the gap between the eighth-level pseudo-saint and the ninth-level pseudo-saint is really huge to that extent.

In fact, the gap between the eighth-level pseudo-saint and the ninth-level pseudo-saint is also similar to the gap between the second-level pseudo-saint and the third-level pseudo-saint. If you insist on quantifying. That's just a hundredfold difference.

Although this is already an extremely huge gap, it is still acceptable to Luo Fan, and for him, it is a multiple of so much. Not enough to make him completely hopeless.

But. How. The span of this ninth-level pseudo-saint realm is beyond imagination.

From the ninth-level pseudo-saint, you must step into the holy realm and become a saint. This is going to be improved by an unknown number of thousands of times! Which of the ninth-level pseudo-saints that Luo Fan has been encountering has not been cultivated for countless billions of years? Which one has not achieved the ninth-level pseudo-saint a long time ago?

In this way, their pursuit of sanctification has not stopped, and the improvement of their strength will naturally not stop.

Under such circumstances, coupled with the fact that the realm of the ninth-level pseudo-saint has an almost infinite span, their ascension in it can naturally be imagined.

That is to say, it can be said that the ninth-level pseudo-saints that Luo Fan encountered were not just simple ninth-level pseudo-saints, but had been practicing in the realm of ninth-level pseudo-saints for endless years, and may have even stepped out of a few steps again, and they were already extremely close to the realm of saints.

This kind of storage zài, compared to the eighth-level pseudo-saint, is naturally countless times stronger, and for Luo Fan, its pressure is naturally stronger than imagined.

Luo Fan didn't think about these things clearly, but at this time, when he saw the unimaginably powerful Hezun in front of him, this kind of thought came out of his heart, and he instantly grasped the truth.

"It's a pity...... If such a ninth-level pseudo-saint can obtain a primordial world, maybe he will soon be able to become a demon realm saint......" Luo Fan sighed.

Each of these ninth-level pseudo-saints has almost come to the end of their cultivation path, and they are only one chance and a key to becoming holy.

Thinking of this, Luo Fan became more and more worried in his heart. I am worried about whether the existence of the primordial world that I have in my body will be used by Hezun, and whether it will cause Hezun's madness.

Na Hezun, swept the entire Chen Palace at a glance, and at this moment, everyone seemed to be oppressed by a terrifying world, and everyone's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Fortunately, Hezun quickly shifted his gaze, otherwise, maybe the vast majority of people would lose their temper.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Hezun sighed lightly, and his gaze turned in one direction.

This direction is the direction where Luo Fan is located.

Being stared at by this gaze, Luo Fan suddenly felt a feeling of exhaustion, almost frightened. He was almost certain that this was clearly because He Zun sensed a special aura in him! He just didn't know how many things He Zun sensed, and whether he really found the primordial world that he had hidden.

A hint of doubt flashed in Hezun's eyes.

However, he didn't take any action, and he didn't seem to feel it clearly, and his eyes quickly turned to the other side.

Soon after glancing at everyone in the venue, He Zun said: "This Treasure Conference starts now. This time, the treasure conference is still the old rule, and any Taoist friend can bring the treasure up for everyone to taste and exchange with others. Once no Taoist friend has a treasure for ten consecutive days, or the time has been one year, I will take out a treasure and end this treasure conference. ”

This rule is exactly the same as the previous times, but there is nothing to say.

After He Zun finished speaking, he smiled slightly, nodded to everyone present, and his figure slowly dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

However, everyone present knew that He Zun did not leave, but just hidden, and everything that happened in this palace was under his eyes, and nothing was missing.

"This time, Hezun's predecessor seems to be a little anxious, he used to talk about the Fa...... "The Sorrowful World Taoist said this after Hezun's figure disappeared.

He is a disciple of a saint, though he is a second passer. But the identity is different. Knowing that Hezun was watching on the spot, he didn't have much scruples to say such words.

When Luo Fan heard this, he secretly sighed that it was good to have a backer, and then asked, "Is it?

"Of course not, in the past, they would preach the Fa for at least a month, and the reason why this treasure conference attracted so many people was not entirely because they could exchange the treasures they needed here, but because of the sermons of the predecessors of Hezun for a period of time at the beginning of this period. I didn't expect that this time Hezun seniors were not available, and I thought that there would be many colleagues who would be disappointed. The sad Taoist smiled.

When Luo Fan heard this, he suddenly realized. I also know why the people of the world are so active in participating in this treasure conference. It turned out that he wanted to give himself a little bit of the opportunity to listen to the sermons of the ninth-level pseudo-saint......

Although he was secretly grateful in his heart, he didn't say much on the surface.

The tragic Taoist can comment like this, it is because he has a backer, but he has no backer. Naturally, it's not good to talk too much - haven't you seen that even the Turtle Dao people don't dare to speak at this time?

In between words. There was already a monk who had come to the platform where he was staying. Holding a treasure that looks like a pagoda in his hand, he talks about it endlessly.

That treasure seemed to be unsealed on that platform, and began to exude a strong and incomparable aura. Fill this entire palace. Of course, although this aura was powerful, it did not have a negative impact on any monk on any platform, as if these platforms themselves had the ability to defend against the aura, so that although the monks on this platform could clearly feel that this aura was extremely powerful, it would not be as uncomfortable as encountering an aura beyond their own capacity.

"Sure enough, the level is much higher than that of the auction house, and it was an eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure at the beginning......" Luo Fan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hehe, Daoyou misunderstood. In fact, this is also precious in the treasure conference. Usually, the treasures of the fifth or sixth level of the Pseudo-Saint Treasure level are the most common, and the treasures of the seventh and eighth level of the Pseudo-Saint Treasure level are still quite rare......" This is, the Divine Turtle Daoist said with a smile.

"Exactly. The sad Taoist also smiled.

When Luo Fan heard this, he couldn't help laughing, but he knew that he had taken it for granted...... But think about it, if it is really an eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure level, then why did the Sorrowful Dao people still take out the matter of the ninth-level pseudo-saint treasure appearing in the treasure at the beginning?

Since it is a treasure conference, it is no longer just a naked transaction like an auction.

After the monk who didn't know the strength and weakness of his pagoda-like magic weapon was introduced, some monks first praised the magic weapon for a while, and then asked some difficult questions to solve, asking the monk how to solve the problem encountered by this magic weapon......

And the monk, if it is for most problems, can solve it. But there are also some problems that are difficult to solve, and he does not hide them, and directly says that he can't solve them, and asks everyone present for advice.

After such a question and answer, a monk went up to the platform, took out a magic weapon in the shape of a mirror, and introduced it next to the pagoda, wanting to exchange the eighth-level pseudo-holy treasure with the original monk.

"It turned out to be him, but I didn't expect him to be tempted. However, this magic weapon of suppression is indeed quite useful. When the Turtle Daoist saw the monk who had gone up later, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Oh, the Divine Turtle Daoist knows that fellow Daoist?" Luo Fan said in surprise.

"This is a Medicine Fire Dao person, but a seventh-level pseudo-saint level powerhouse, before he broke through, he used to deal with me for a period of time. The Turtle Daoist said.

Looking at his expression, he was obviously a little stunned. This made Luo Fan know instantly, I'm afraid that the relationship between him and the Medicine Fire Dao person is not so simple, at least, in the previous day or so, there were many people who came to say hello, and the Divine Turtle Dao people also went to many people to say hello, but among them, there was no Medicine Fire Dao person!

If there is no deeper secret in this, it cannot be explained. However, of course, these have nothing to do with Luo Fan, since the Divine Turtle Daoist doesn't say it, he naturally doesn't want to ask too much. Therefore, although there is an idea in my heart, it is as if I don't have it, just smile and nod.

The mirror-like magic weapon in the hands of the Medicine Fire Dao man was an eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure, and the water was rippling on it. It's like having a world made entirely of water.

According to the medicine fire Taoist people, he unintentionally obtained this magic weapon, but because it was not consistent with his own cultivation path, so the pearl secretly cast, which has been lying there for tens of thousands of years and moldy, this time he took it out, but he wanted to exchange the tower-shaped magic weapon, and by the way, he obtained the sacrificial method of the tower-shaped magic weapon.

The owner of the tower-shaped magic weapon seemed to be quite interested in the mirror-like magic weapon, after everyone's comments and his own exploration. Finally agreed to the exchange.

The two of them each took the other's magic weapon. They left the platform and returned to where they were.

This transaction, but half a day has passed.

Although the whole transaction has nothing to do with Luo Fan, he doesn't have any sense of boredom. On the contrary, it is quite interesting to watch. Many monks' comments on those two magic weapons. The various problems that must exist in those two magic weapons that seemed so wonderful originally, as well as the various solutions to these problems, all made Luo Fan feel that he had gained a lot.

It was the first time he had been involved in something like this. Any argument made by any monk opened up a new world before his eyes, allowing him to look at something familiar to him from a direction he had never thought of before, and when the deal was completed, he still felt unfinished.

"Thank you for bringing me to this treasure conference, if I hadn't been here, I'm afraid I would have missed a good opportunity. Luo Fan sighed and said this to the Divine Turtle Daoist and the Sorrowful World Daoist.

The two of them are naturally humble.

After one transaction, another transaction does not start immediately, which is different from the situation in the auction house. The monks in this hall, after the transaction, were still talking, as if they were commenting on who suffered the loss of Fang Cai's transaction, and what Fang Cai himself had learned from it......

After waiting for a long time, another monk stepped forward and took out his treasure.

Sure enough, compared to the eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure that appeared before, the magic weapon that appeared this time was only a fifth-level pseudo-saint level, which was completely different from Luo Fan's initial conjecture.

"This is normal...... Luo Fan sighed, and threw himself into this treasure conference.

Compared to the previous eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure, this time the discussion was even more lively. The reason is very simple, although the eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure is mysterious, but not everyone is qualified to participate in the discussion, if you don't have enough understanding of the eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure, if the realm is not at the level that can sense the eighth-level pseudo-saint treasure, then participating in the discussion is just self-inflicted humiliation and self-exposure of its ugliness.

However, this fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure is different, even if it is a second- or third-level pseudo-saint, they can all express some opinions on this, and they can all raise some doubts that have something to say, and obviously, among so many monks present, there are still more monks of this level......

This time, this fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure was not exchanged. After a few days of discussion, the monk returned to his platform with his fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure. However, although it was not exchanged, the monk did not show any discouragement or discouragement, but rather rejoiced and seemed to have gained a lot. Originally, when they took out their magic weapon, it was not necessarily true that they had to abandon that magic weapon, but with the idea that it would be good to exchange it out, and it would not be bad if it was not exchanged out, and they still wanted to brainstorm and provide some ideas for their next step in refining the magic weapon, or provide some inspiration for their next step of cultivation......

In this way, this treasure conference is in full swing.

Every few days, a monk would come up with his treasure. It's more of a magic weapon, but there are also some strange things, such as some strange magic weapon fragments, such as something that has developed long enough years to develop in a world of some kind of extremely special civilization, or simply some kind of magical magic......

These many treasures, the successful and the unsuccessful are half and half respectively, and it is not said how much more successful the transaction is, and there is not much less unsuccessful trading.

Luo Fan was very interested in such a treasure conference, listening to the many monks there expressing their different opinions on the same treasure from their different angles, watching them argue again and again, listening to their wisdom, their insights collided there, bursting into brilliant colors, and he only felt that his eyes were opened, and his self-understanding of the cultivation system of this demon world was getting deeper and deeper.

And so on and so on for more than half a year.

One day, Luo Fan's heart suddenly moved, and he felt some kind of strange connection, and some extremely mysterious mechanism was connected to him.

An inexplicable message was transmitted to his heart through this connection.

"Huh, Hu Yun?" his heart moved, and he suddenly understood what this connection was all about. After analyzing the breath, his face changed.

He stood up and said to the sad world: "Fellow Daoist, one of my friends has an accident, but I am going to leave first. ”

"Something happened to Daoyou's friend? In that case, I'll go with Daoyou. Maybe I can help a little bit too. "The sad world said.

"No need. I can handle this, but if there are too many people, it will be a bit troublesome. Luo Fan just shook his head and said.

The Turtle Daoist on the side also said that he wanted to help, Luo Fan did not accept the help of the Tragic World Daoist, and of course he would not accept the help of the Turtle Daoist. After some refusal, he walked lightly and came to the door of this palace. (To be continued......)