After galloping for nearly a thousand miles, Feng Fan Fang occasionally sensed the breath of a monk, it seems that the location of the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains, which has an ancient teleportation array, is as remote as the Ancient Kingdom of Jinyue, otherwise it would have been discovered by others for so many years.

After galloping for hundreds of miles, the monk's aura became more and more dense, and it became more and more dense. Feng Fan looked into the distance, and saw that there was an extremely prosperous place below the front, so he fell.

There are groups of buildings all around, and monks of all grades can be seen everywhere, even monks of the middle Yuan Infant level and above. Feng Fan felt a little emotion in his heart, the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains was indeed much larger than the Ancient Kingdom of Jinyue, and its strength was strong. In the Golden Moon Ancient Kingdom, it is extremely difficult to meet monks of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant and above, and not only can you see them everywhere here, but you can occasionally meet monks of the Dacheng and Consummation stages.

Looking around, Feng Fan saw that this area should be a fang city, and he was lucky that the chosen landing place turned out to be the destination this time.

"Senior, is there a deep-sea titanium essence here?" Feng Fan came to a large-scale paving after shopping around the market without finding the deep-sea titanium essence, and asked an old man in black at the initial level of the late stage of Huadan at the back of the paving to ask the question in his heart.

"Originally, deep-sea titanium essence was very common, but with the years of the cultivation realm war, this common material has become rare in this small market. If you can't get it, you can wait two years for the medium-sized market, which is also located here. After looking at Feng Fan a few times, the old man in black said lightly. Two years?Feng Fan was a little speechless, it seemed that he was unlucky, and it seemed that he would only come back in two years. After saying goodbye to the old man in black, Feng Fan slowly walked towards the outside of the market.

"Fellow Daoist, have you not exchanged for what you need, I know a place, as long as you have enough crystal jade, you can guarantee that you can get what you want immediately. Just when Feng Fan was a little depressed, he was suddenly stopped by a middle-aged man. The man looked calm, dressed in brown, and his face was a little pale. Although the other party, as the early peak level of Huadan, was not as strong as Feng Fan's strength, his eyes made Feng Fan feel extremely dangerous.

"What do you mean by this?" Feng Fan asked with a slight frown.

"Because the melee in the cultivation realm has been going on all these years, many of the materials and elixirs that should have been exchanged in Xiaofang City have become precious. There is a secret market hundreds of miles away from here, although its scale is not large, but the things in it are more complete than the medium-sized market, if you believe me, you can go to that place with me, as long as you have enough jade, you will definitely get what you need. A hint of strangeness flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes, but then he became unwavering.

"I don't know when that secret market started, and what level of monks are there to trade?" Feng Fan pondered slightly, and then asked.

"That secret market started in three days and lasted for ten days. The number of people participating in this kind of market is not large, after all, although it has all kinds of goods, its exchange price is higher than that of ordinary markets. Therefore, in addition to the urgent need to exchange what they need, ordinary monks will wait for medium-sized or even large-scale markets, and most of the monks involved in the transaction are foundation building and Huadan stage monks. Staring at Feng Fan, the middle-aged monk wanted to see something from Feng Fan's face, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, because Feng Fan's expression did not fluctuate at all.

"In that case, Daoist friends will lead the way. Feng Fan groaned for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoists, please come with me. The middle-aged monk smiled indifferently, and then left with Feng Fan.

The two left Fang City, and then flew away. After flying hundreds of miles, the middle-aged monk fell.

"Didn't Daoyou just say that the Secret Fang City is hundreds of miles away from that place just now, why did you arrive so quickly?" Feng Fan asked after following the middle-aged monk and collecting the gourd magic weapon.

"There are monks I made an appointment with a few days ago, and when everyone meets, I will take everyone to a small teleportation array nearby, and after opening it, you can teleport to that place in an instant. The middle-aged monk pointed to a stone house in front of him.

Feng Fan let go of his divine sense, and sure enough, he sensed the breath of a monk in the stone house. Feng Fan followed the middle-aged monk to the stone house, and the monk in the stone house seemed to feel the breath of the two of them, and walked out one after another.

Feng Fan stared intently, and only saw nine monks. With his divine sense, Feng Fan knew that the highest cultivation level of these monks was the peak level of the late Huadan, and the lowest was the initial level of the early Huadan. Most of them were early and mid-Huadan monks, and there was only one peak level monk in the late Huadan, while there were eight monks in the early and middle Huadan stage.

"You've been waiting for a long time, the number of people has been gathered, so let's go with me. The middle-aged monk looked at the anger on the faces of some of the monks who came over, and immediately sneered.

"Hehe, we've been waiting here for a few days, and we thought something had happened to you!" the middle-aged Confucian monk who looked like a late Hua Dan peak level monk said coldly.

"It's really not enough people, so I delayed for a few days, I hope you will forgive me. The middle-aged monk explained with a smile on his face.

"The last person is him?" The middle-aged Confucian scanned with his divine sense unscrupulously, and found that Feng Fan was only at the peak level of the late stage of foundation building, with a trace of disdain on his face.

"Originally, only Huadan stage monks were eligible to see this kind of market, but it was really difficult to find, so I hastily found a foundation building stage monk. The middle-aged monk said slowly.

"Now that we've got all the numbers, let's go at once. Another bearded man at the peak level of the middle stage of Huadan urged impatiently.

"Everyone followed, and they will be there soon. The middle-aged monk said slowly, and then led the group in a certain direction.

After walking for a long time, everyone came to an area shrouded in gray mist. The middle-aged monk patted the storage bag on his waist, and a purple-red array flag appeared in his hand. An incomprehensible incantation sounded from the mouth of the middle-aged monk, who then pointed the banner forward. The array flag streaked through the air in many strange arcs, and burst out with bursts of unusual aura.

Bursts of spiritual power fluctuations suddenly appeared in the foggy area ahead, and as the fluctuations intensified, the gray fog began to slowly dissipate. Finally, a forest appeared in front of everyone.

"Everybody come with me. The middle-aged monk said slowly, and then walked into the woods first.

The other ten monks hesitated for a moment, but followed one after another. When the middle-aged monk saw that everyone had entered the woods, he turned around and waved the flag again. After a few moments, a huge gray mist covered the woods again.

There was a fresh smell in the woods, and under the cover of the forbidden circle outside, it was extremely quiet, because it was rarely disturbed by this place, so it was terrifyingly quiet, making everyone feel a slight depression in their hearts.

After a long walk of incense, an open field appeared in front of him, and a small teleportation array suddenly appeared in the sight of the middleman.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a small teleportation array, and you will teleport from this teleportation array to the location of the secret market in a moment. Looking at everyone's suspicious gazes, the middle-aged monk first coughed lightly, and then explained.

"Fellow Daoist, how far is that secret market from here?" asked a monk of the early initial level of Hua Dan with a slightly changed face.

"It's only a few hundred miles away, and it's not that far. However, after passing through two battlefields and several large and medium-sized sects along the way, in order to ensure everyone's safety, the founder of this secret fang city asked someone to set up this small teleportation array here, so as to ensure the safety of the monks participating in the trade. As the middle-aged monk explained, a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed at the corner of his mouth, but it quickly disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist, take the liberty of asking, how is the cultivation of this founder of the Secret Fang City?" asked the middle-aged Confucian with a solemn expression, after all, if he could ask someone to set up a teleportation array, the level of this kind of monk should not be low.

"His old man has been at the peak level of the late Yuan Infant stage for hundreds of years, does Daoist think there is anything wrong with this?" the middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment, and said with a flickering gaze.

"It's nothing, just asking. Since there are peak-level seniors in the late Yuan Infant period, this kind of fang market should be very safe. The middle-aged Confucian said with a slightly soothing expression.

An ominous premonition surged into his heart, and Feng Fan sensed a hidden killing intent from the middle-aged monk. This feeling is by no means groundless, but a premonition that has been obtained after so many years of life-and-death struggle. It's just that a peak monk in the late Yuan Infant stage can't threaten Feng Fan, after all, there are five late Yuan Infant peak level and five Yuan Infant Peak Level Ghost Spirits in the Feng Fan Ghost Banner.

And Feng Fan also believed what the middle-aged monk said, the founder of this secret fang city was definitely not a monk of the Dacheng stage and above. After all, a monk of that level would not be bored enough to hold a market for monks in the Huadan period or even the late stage of foundation building, and the monks of that level generally don't care about the world, devote themselves to penance, and will not send people to lure a few monks of their level to exterminate them.

"Since you don't have any doubts, let's go to the teleportation array together. The middle-aged monk's pupils shrank, suppressing the joy in his heart, and his expression was still calm and he took the lead in the teleportation array.

Feng Fan stood up without hesitation, and the other monks were stunned, but they didn't expect Feng Fan, who was the lowest level in cultivation, to be the first to stand up without hesitation. After they thought for a moment, the other monks also came to the teleportation array.