Qinglin Prefecture is separated from East Pole by two large states.

In the past few days, there have been Dao Guanghua from all directions and converged on this state.

In the center of Qinglin Prefecture, there is a mountain, called Yuheng Mountain, as high as 10,000 zhang, the mountain is tall and steep, this time, the conference is held here.

Accompanied by a stream of brilliance, one by one forces arrived and climbed Yuheng Mountain.

For a time, Yuheng Mountain was overcrowded and lively.

The older generation gathers and holds meetings to discuss countermeasures, while the younger ones gather in groups, drink and party, and compare with each other.

Of course, they compare who has more treasures on them.

"You see, this is the yin and yang thunder of my Yin Yang Great Sect, one goes down, even if you are a master in the middle and late stages of infancy, then you have to kneel, two together, and you will cry and cry for your mother. ”

The Daozi of the Yin Yang Great Sect took out a palm-sized round ball and bragged over there.

"Wow! This is Yin Yang Thunder!"

The geniuses exclaimed.

This Yin-Yang Thunder is the killing weapon of the Yin-Yang Great Sect, which is extremely powerful and famous.

It is said that this thunder is divided into several levels, the most powerful one, which can injure the strong people who ask the Tao. Even the lowest, it can hurt the middle and late stages of the baby, and each one is extremely precious.

Seeing the amazed expressions of the people around him, Yin Yang Daozi grinned, a little fluttering.

"Cut! What is this, you see, what is this?"

The Daozi of the Luo Tian Great Sect stood up and took out an ancient sword.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the sword came out, it trembled incessantly, bursting out with an earth-shattering killing aura.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped.

"This ...... Isn't this one of Luo Tian's Nine Swords?" someone said in disbelief.

Luo Tian's Nine Swords are the nine ancient swords handed down by Luo Tian Dajiao since ancient times, each of which is a high-level treasure, but I didn't expect Luo Tian Dajiao to move out such treasures.

"That's right!"

Luo Tiandaozi raised his face and said proudly.

"Cut, isn't it just a high-level treasure! It's not a treasure of the town religion, what's rare, who doesn't have it!"

The Dao of the Great Immortal Sect was no longer angry, he stood up and took out a piece of wood, which was verdant and lush, and exuded amazing vitality.

"It's ...... Immortal Wood?"

The crowd exclaimed again.

"Exactly!"

Changsheng Daozi smiled proudly and said loudly, "This truncated wood is five thousand years old, and it can break ten thousand laws!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was full of envy.

"Cut! Can you break ten thousand laws? There is a fart, the surname Qin is physically strong, you take a broken wood, and you must not be stoned to death with a punch!" Luo Tiandaozi sneered.

"You ......" Changsheng Daozi was choked and speechless, and his face turned red.

"Not only do I have this immortal wood, I also have immortal armor, and I have boots, and mirrors, all of them are treasures!" he said, pointing to all parts of his body.

"Oh! You guys, it's too bad, it's too cheap! It's also a great sect, how can you take this bit of broken things out!"

The Daozi of the Feng family stood up, "Look, what is this!"

He poked his right palm, and with a smack of his palm, a burst of fire burst out.

The fire turned into a fire phoenix, rushed into the air, circled, and fell back.

"Oh my God......! This is the Fengqi fire! Your Feng family has taken out all this fire?"

All the Taoists are a little staggered.

This phoenix fire, but the top fire of the Feng family, the entire Feng family is only two groups, one is on the head of the family, and the other is in the treasure house, I didn't expect the Feng family to move out such treasures.

"The Feng family has made a lot of money!"

The crowd sighed.

Then, more people stood up and showed off their treasures.

A group of people fought for a while, and their interest was high, and someone came to say, "What's the use of having so many treasures, no one can find them!"

A group of people were stunned.

The atmosphere was cold and extremely embarrassing.

", drink!

A group of people sat down and drank their wines.

When he drank to the head, he began to shout.

"If that guy comes here, I'll kill him with a single sword!"

"I'll kill him with one seal!"

When they ran out of wine, they called one of them to buy wine.

There are a lot of people here, all of them are highly cultivated, and when they drink wine, they are poured into one jar after another, and the wine is consumed quickly.

People from several surrounding cities saw a business opportunity and came to sell wine, and the business was very prosperous.

On this day, on the mountain road leading to Yuheng Mountain, a middle-aged uncle came, pushing a board cart, with several jars of wine piled up on the car, and a flag tied to it, with the three big characters of "fairy wine" written on it.

This person is dressed in white cloth, has a big belly, and has a smiling face, with the temperament of a standard market vendor.

"Sell wine! Sell wine! Delicious fairy wine, only a hundred yuan per jar!"

As he pushed, he tore his throat and shouted hard.

"me, a hundred dollars for a jar?"

Not far away, a group of liquor vendors listened to it, and they were all speechless.

The wine on the market, the most common one, is a jar within ten yuan, a better one is only twenty or thirty yuan, and fifty yuan of wine is already in the sky, what kind of wine is this guy, dare to sell a hundred yuan a jar?

"Brother, you're too dark! These people are rich, but you can't slaughter them like this!"

"That's it, these are big shots, what if you're not careful, what if you kill you!"

A group of vendors shouted.

"Don't be afraid, my wine is definitely worth the price!" the middle-aged uncle said happily.

As he spoke, he came over with a cart, stood aside, and set up a stall.

At this moment, someone came from the other side of the valley, a young man in a green robe, "Buy wine, buy wine, bring me a hundred jars!

The man walked over to the booth next to him and shouted.

The peddler was immediately happy, nodded and said, "Master, thank you for your patronage!"

Then, he took out a storage bag and handed it over.

The man got the wine and was about to leave, when the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Tang Hao's side.

"Fairy wine, what kind of thing, haven't heard of it!"

When he looked closely, his face changed, "A hundred yuan a jar? Robbery! The most expensive wine I have ever drunk is only about fifty yuan!"

Tang Hao smiled: "That's because the wine you drank is too bad, my wine is not ordinary!"

"Yo! Your breath is quite big! Come, let me see, what kind of wine is yours, if it's not worth a hundred yuan, I'll chop you with a sword!"

As he spoke, he showed a bit of fierceness.

The wine sellers on the side all looked stunned.

The people here are all big sects and big factions, and for them, every one of them is a big man who can't afford to provoke.

But then, there was some schadenfreude.

"Hey, this guy is really brainless! I don't want to think about it, is this the one he can kill?"

Tang Hao's face did not change, and said, "Please!"

The young man sneered, stepped forward, picked up a jar of wine, patted it, and lifted the seal.