The Gate Of Good Fortune

The Monk Exchange Hall in Tiandao Square is a great place to find. Ningcheng followed the Monk Yuan Soul just past the main street and has seen the luxurious and spectacular Monk Exchange Hall. Far away, you can see a few giant golden words suspended in front of the hall, the Church of the Church of Heavenly Plaza.

Ningcheng came outside the luxury hall and found two former soul monks, a man and a woman, guarding the doorway.

“Are friends going in to exchange items or have a magic exchange?” Ningcheng just walked to the door and the nun asked voluntarily.

Ningcheng hastily said, "I am a communicator, can there be a magic exchange here? ”

“Of course, the Church of Communication of the Church of Tiandao Square can not only exchange spells, but also cultivate kung fu, promote obstacles, and even something higher.” The nun said proudly.

Ningcheng joined the Fanghong Sword Sect, but honestly, never went to the Grand Hall of Communion to study. He has also gained some training experience from others, but falls far short of his training needs. Now that we can practise kung fu here, Ningcheng would like to see it immediately.

The idea was settled, Ningcheng immediately said, “I want to exchange items and also want to see magic exchanges. ”

“But the entrance fee is 50,000 Spirit Stones, and you need to prove that you have a Level 6 + Spirit, or at least 50 million Spirit Stones.” The nun said it very quickly, and she probably said it many times.

It's so expensive, Ningcheng's mind implies that this place is kind of like a senior club on Earth. We need 50,000 spirit stones to get inside. It's too much.

Ningcheng took out a pair of Red Lotus, and said, "Should I be qualified to go in? ”

“Red Lotus? Certainly qualified, this is extremely rare and you will be sought after when you go in.” The nun revealed a slight surprise and said, “You can also tell us what you need, and we'll mark it behind your needs. ”

Ningcheng sincerely said, “I need the resources of the Master Yuan Soul to practice, either the soul of Dan, or the spirit of the promotion Yuan Soul. ”

“Yes.” The nun nodded, Ningcheng now Xuandan is on the eighth floor, it is normal to want to conquer Dan.

The nun handed Ningcheng a black and white jade card and said, "You can go in and bid on what you want to buy on the battle screen. ”

Ningcheng didn't really understand the bid, and he didn't continue to ask, but went directly into the communication hall, and this kind of thing will definitely go into the hall.

After entering the hall, Ningcheng understood what was going on.

The palace is enormous, with many seats in the middle of the palace, all seated on a wide variety of monks. These monks are either communicating in low voice or tasting spiritual tea.

There are many stalls around the hall, and some monks put their things on the stall, waiting for someone to come and ask. Ningcheng took a look, these stalls are all good stuff, the lowest spiritual grass is also rare Grade 5 spiritual grass. Just above this hall, there are also ten huge array displays.

Ningcheng saw the top row of words on one of the display screens. Brother 436 brought a pair of Red Lotus of the Blood River to participate in the congress. What was needed was a soul that could promote Brother Xuandan to the rank of Yuan Soul.

Ningcheng took a look at the jade medal in his hand, which is exactly number 436. He settled his mind and started looking for something similar to Soul Dan on the matrix display.

“Eh, a new pair of Red Lotus. ”

“It's really Red Lotus, it's not very common. ”

“Yeah, the Red Lotus of the Blood River, though not very high, beats extremely rarely. ”

As the Red Lotus of Ningcheng's Blood River appears on the display screen of the formation method, there will be more and more of the various discussion sounds. Shortly afterwards, some information emerged beneath the Red Lotus of the Blood River, "941 is willing to buy the Red Lotus of the Blood River with a spirit stone, at a specific price. The 63rd is willing to exchange a crushed Dan Zhu plus Fabao..."

In a flash of time, a row of small words appeared beneath the Red Lotus of Ningcheng Blood River. Ningcheng looked at this information and was delighted. It is not expensive to hand over 50,000 spirit stones in this place. This equates to everyone being able to take their things out for auction, and this kind of interaction is really appetizing to him.

Ningcheng is watching more and more information under the Red Lotus of the Blood River, and there are plans in mind. The Red Lotus of the Blood River, though scarce, is not particularly precious, and he intends to take up a stall to put the Red Lotus of the Blood River out.

Just as Ningcheng was looking for a stall, two quarreling voices came.

“Are you being unreasonable? I disagree with your price. What do you want?” It was an angry but withered voice.

The other voice was calm, "You've agreed to sell me things before, and now you disagree with my price, so you're just kidding me. This is the Communication Hall, not where you fool around. Don't say that you are not one of the ten main gates of the Rainbow Sword Sect. Even if you are one of the ten main gates, you are not qualified to play with people here. ”

Ningcheng didn't care. When he heard the words "Fall Hongjian Zong", he immediately focused on the past.

Two Brothers of Xuandan, one on the seventh floor of Xuandan and the other on the ninth floor of Xuandan, had an argument.

The monk on the seventh floor of Xuandan blushed even more, “When did I tell you about Zongmen? Don't get involved with Zongmen. ”

“It is also true that you have fallen far behind in the game of Xuandan disciples, even better than some second-rate doorman pie. It would also make you less embarrassed if you did not involve Zongmen.” The monk on the ninth floor of Xuandan spoke more calmly, but placed the Sword Zone of the Rainbow next to his mouth.

Xuandan's seven layers of monk morale shivered a little. “You don't have much of a Red Star Sword pie, it's just about as good as my Rainbow Sword Sect...”

Brother of the ninth floor of Xuandan hey hey smile, “It's almost true, this time in heaven Zongmen Big Big, I also killed in the fourth round of Xuandan Realm, the 40th place in the overall list evaluation. Where's your rainbow sword section? If I recall correctly, one of the best ratings in the first round of Xuandan in the Fanghong Sword Sect is more than 90? I'm the only one who did your rainbow sword sect. Yeah, it's a hundred years into the first round. ”

The monk on the ninth floor of Xuandan laughed and saw that his calm had been deliberately disguised.

This Brother Xuandan laughed haha, and some of the brothers around him laughed haha. The Fall Rainbow Sword Sect was indeed a rainbow this time around, and it seems that it is undisputed to break into the ten main gates of Heaven again. But in the most important Xuandan Realm, Yuan Soul Realm Master's Preliminary Games, there was no achievement at all. In the Vietnam Challenge, it was even more a defeat.

It can be said that under the circumstances of this competition, the final position of the Rainbow Sword Sect will not only rise, but will also be lowered by another level.

The monk on the seventh floor of Xuandan had nothing to say, except that he wanted to go and was stopped by the monk on the ninth floor of Xuandan. “You can go, give me an explanation. ”

“Do you still want to buy and sell?” A cold, icy voice came.

When the sound of Ningcheng came, almost everyone around this area stared at Ningcheng. Who is this to help this Xuandan 7th floor monk of Hongjianzheng?

Ningcheng did not hesitate to come over when it heard that it was a monk of the Sword Sect of Fanghong. Don't say he is a disciple of Fanghong Sword Sect, and even enjoy the benefits of Fanghong Sword Sect Little Spiritual Domain. Even Elder Bei's attitude toward him, Ningcheng would stand up to help Hongjianzhong say a word. Besides, this Xuandan Ninth Floor is still Red Star Swordsman, one of his most hated sects.

“Who are you? Since when do I buy and sell?” The monk on the ninth floor of Xuandan looked down and stared coldly at Ningcheng. A monk on the eighth floor of Xuandan in Ningcheng District dared to question him. In his view, all repairs were not as tall as he was and were district. Even fixing it to be taller than him, with his strength, doesn't bother him much.

Ningcheng simply ignored the monk on the ninth floor of Xuandan, but looked at the monk on the seventh floor of Xuandan and asked, “What exactly is it, can you tell me? ”

The monk on the seventh floor of Xuandan was in isolation. Hearing Ningcheng's words, he hastily said, "I have ten drops of Spiritual Dew. I was going to exchange for 'Fog Lingdan’ and some Spiritual Stones. He just brought two inferior ‘Misty Lindane’ and 20,000 Spirit Stones in exchange for my Spirit Cleanser. I disagree...”

Hearing this, Ningcheng has fully understood, he is sure that this Xuandan Seventh Floor Brother's Spiritual Cleanser also came out of his place. Ten drops of Spirit Cleanser was equivalent to a tenth of a bottle he sold to Tianjin at the auction, and it was pitiful that he wanted to buy it with two inferior ‘Misty Lindanes’ and 20,000 Spirit Stones.

“The fame of the Red Star Sword Pie is out there. A nine-story Brother Xuandan wants to buy and sell. It looks like this is inherited.” Ningcheng sarcastically said.

This monk on the ninth floor of Xuandan heard Ningcheng's words and was overwhelmed with killing gas. Where else could he stand it? Raising his hand was slapping Ningcheng.

Ningcheng laughed in his heart. Now he doesn't even care about Brother Yuan Soul. Does he care about a Brother Xuandan? He didn't even gather momentum, just as he slapped the past.

“Bang” like a fly, this clap of Ningcheng city is like a sharp blade, directly break the Nine Layers of Brother Xuandan's temper mask, photographed on the face of Brother Xuandan, this Brother Xuandan's glossy face immediately added a red clap imprint.

Had it not been for Ningcheng's recklessness that this was the Church of Heavenly Plaza, he would have shot half the face of the Church straight off.

Immediately after a very brief shock, the nine-story monk of Xuandan roared, “I'm going to kill you bastard...”

In the roar, his killings unfolded without hesitation, while a pair of brown cloud claws were sacrificed. At this moment, he completely forgot where he was.

With such a big movement, all eyes in the Communication Hall were immediately focused. Ningcheng sneered and didn't move at all. He did not believe that this Hall of Exchange would allow such an unscrupulous war, and that this place of exchange had long been a mess.

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