The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Wang Daoyou, what do you think?"

Ling Tianjun asked.

"Okay! Then let's go together!" Tang Hao groaned a little and agreed.

He thought it would be okay to visit, maybe some good things might be found, after all, he went to Tianjun, and his net worth was extremely rich.

"That's good! Five days later, I will come to you when the time comes."

Ling Tianjun nodded, smiled at Tang Hao, and entered his cave.

In a flash, five days passed.

That evening, Ling Tianjun came to the door, and Tang Hao flew all the way with him.

"This fair takes place every few months, and there are many people coming, not only the Daxuan Mountain, but also several mountain ranges. Many elders of the ancient clan Xianmen will participate."

On the way, Ling Tianjun briefed Tang Hao on the situation.

After about half an hour, he reached a valley.

There are barren mountains all around, but this valley is lit with a few lights, and in the mist, it looks hazy and a little more mysterious.

"That's it!"

Ling Tianjun said, going down.

In front of the valley, there was a figure, an old man in black robe. When he saw Ling Tianjun, he stepped forward and said, "Ling Daoyou!"

"Xu Daoyou!"

Ling Tianjun bowed his hand and paid back.

"Who is this……?"

The old surnamed Xu turned his eyes and fell on Tang Hao, looked around and asked.

"Oh! This is the new Wang Daoyou. When he first came to Daxuan Mountain, he lived in the cave house next to me. Today I will take him to see it. Isn't it crowded!"

Ling Tianjun smiled.

The old surnamed Xu yelled, and then bowed to Tang Hao, "Welcome Wang Daoyou! Please two of them!"

Tang Hao arched his hand and followed Ling Tianjun in.

The valley is quite spacious, with a high platform in the center. There are a lot of chairs around. There are already a lot of people sitting at this moment, some are talking in a whisper, and some are closing their eyes to raise their spirits.

"Ling Daoyou!"

Seeing Ling Tianjun, many people looked up and arched their hands.

Ling Tianjun returned the gifts one by one, pointing to Tang Hao and introducing: "This is a new king friend!"

"Have seen all your friends!"

Tang Hao greeted them one by one.

After the greeting, Tang Hao sat down and chatted with a group of Tianjun, waiting for the fair to begin.

More and more people are arriving and sitting in the valley, and there are more and more people.

After waiting for about an hour, the person was almost there. Only Xu Tianjun, who was standing outside the valley, came in and climbed onto the high platform. He coughed and said loudly, "I think it's almost the same, let's start!" Who will come first?"

After he finished speaking, he looked around.

"Let me do it!"

On the left side of Tang Hao, a Tianjun stood up. He was an old man with white hair and white hair. His figure was thin and thin, and he had a kind of fairy temperament.

"It is the master of Fengleimen! It is called Fenglei Tianjun!"

Ling Tianjun whispered.

Tang Hao nodded, revealing his natural appearance. He has stayed here for a month. He has also heard of this Thunder Gate, which is not large in scale, but there is a Tianjun-level master who should not be underestimated.

The old man stepped onto the stage and bowed his hands in all directions. He said, "My fellow Taoists, you must also know what baby I am going to take out. That's right, this is my unique baby, Feng Leizhu!"

He said, as soon as he probed his hand, there was a bead in his palm, the size of the projectile, the material was crystal clear, and there was a dazzling flash of thunder inside.

"This bead took me a month to meticulously refine, and the materials used are all of the highest quality. It is extremely powerful. It is no exaggeration to say that this bead can resist the mid-sentry blow."

"There is only one bead. The heart-warming Daoist is about to get it out. If you miss this one, you have to wait a long time!"

He held the beads high and uttered a voice.

There was a buzzing sound from all sides.

"This old man, Fenglei, has made another one!"

"Mid-hit in the middle of the fairy? Oh! This is too exaggerated, but the power is still okay, and it is very good for self-defense!"

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the bead.

"It turned out to be this kind of thing!"

He said suddenly.

This so-called Feng Lei Zhu is actually the same as the Yin and Yang thunder in the Qiyuan and Yin-Yang Great Religion in the beginning. The sky-thundering thunder in his cottage was also such a treasure.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, and he was not very interested in this kind of baby.

Besides, listening to the comments of those people, this Pearl didn't even have the power of a mid-life hit, and it was of little value to him.

If there are dozens or hundreds of them, it is almost the same.

"Lao Fenglei, I have a thousand-year-old medicine, do you want it?"

A moment later, someone raised his hand and shouted.

"One thousand years?" On the stage, Feng Leitianjun's white eyebrows frowned, revealing a bit of hesitation. "Isn't there too few thousand years?"

"Hi! Almost, your baby is not a particularly good thing. Is it that you still want to change a plant for two thousand years? That is almost half finished!" the man muttered.

"This...everything! A thousand years is a thousand years!"

Feng Lei Tianjun thought for a while and nodded, "Oh, is the root okay? I want to take it back and plant it for a while."

"Of course!"

The man responded.

"Okay! Deal!"

Feng Lei Tianjun threw the beads, and the man also threw a box. The two sides took things and tested them and nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay! Give it to the next one!"

Feng Lei Tianjun closed the box and stepped down.

Then, another old man came to the stage, took out a sword, and placed it on the stage, saying: "This is an ancient sword, the highest level of Taoist implement. I discovered it when I explored an ancient monument. I don't need a sword. It’s useless, so I want to take it out and exchange something useful."

"Which Daoist likes it, just quote it!"

"An ancient sword of the highest grade Taoist level, it's OK!"

"Hi! It's no use!"

Most people are interested in lacking.

For Tianjun, although not everyone has a robbery, but there are a lot of Need for Taoism, unless they are particularly good Need for Taoism, or a little special use, otherwise they will not be eye-catching.

For a while, no one bid.

In the end, someone produced a good spirit material, exchanged the sword, and prepared to take it back for the doormen.

Then, people continued to come on stage and brought out all kinds of treasures, Taoist tools, immortals, herbs, exercises, etc., and even puppets, spirits and the like.

Tang Hao was dazzled and a little surprised.

However, he didn't shoot. For him, these things were of little use. Until another Tianjun came to power and took out a bead, his face suddenly changed, and a hot light burst into his eyes. .

In that bead, there was a blaze of flame, that was a fire!