"Because you are Lin Wanshan's friends, I will give you 20% off today. If you like someone, you can choose whatever you like, but you have to exchange for some decent treasures." Lan Long said.

Zhu Mingtong's forehead was immediately covered with black lines. This girl was really interesting. She looked contemptuous before, but now she is sitting on business.

"Then what, what treasure do you have?" Zhu Mingtong glanced at the things on Lanlong's stall.

It was really dazzling. The green clay pot was like the underworld poured out from the ancient tomb, and there was also a black-painted brush, copper coins, darts, talisman paper, talisman seals, strange feathers, elixirs... Zhu Mingtong didn't know what those things were, and he couldn't feel any strong look.

"Don't underestimate these treasures of mine. Look at this blue and white spirit gathering jar. This is an auxiliary artifact for cultivation. It can make the speed of spirit gathering much faster during cultivation. It can be twice the result with half the effort. This brush will be powerful, look." As Lan Long pointed a little with a delicate jade, the brush flew up and wrote a line of cursive words in the air, which was actually a poem.

Zhu Mingtong opened his mouth: "By the way, can this brush be written only?"

"At first glance, you have no cultivation. Cultivation is important. Cultivation is essential, and inner cultivation is indispensable. You have become tired of writing on paper. It is better to try writing in the air. It is also a different feeling. If you suddenly come to this move when you are in the world, I wonder how many girls will fall in love with you." Lan Long introduced with great interest.

Lan Long said it very well, and it seemed that it was really the same.

Zhu Mingtong curled his lips and looked at Tianse and said, "Is there any place in Wanshan to rest?"

"Yes, yes, come with me." Lin Wanshan was also embarrassed by Lan Long. When he saw Zhu Mingtong ask, he immediately responded.

"Hey, I'm all good things. You gods without eyes, don't you sell you to me?" After Zhu Mingtong walked away, Lan Long's scream came from behind again.

No one ignored it. Lin Wanshan and Zhu Mingtong and his party arrived at the residence of the palace group. It was actually a place similar to the wing room, but the wing room seemed to have been contracted, and a certain talisman was required to be delivered to live in the wing room.

The spiritual talisman is the currency traded in the world of scattered cultivators. Zhu Mingtong is as numerous as rice, and is not as valuable as immortal coins. I don’t know why scattered cultivators regard these things as treasures.

After delivering the talisman, they chose two wing rooms, Zhu Mingtong and Luo Jun, and the concubine took Xiao Hei and Xiaobai to a room.

Lin Wanshan lives next door. When he left, he told him to find him at any time if he had something to do.

After a few greetings, Zhu Mingtong and Luo Jun returned to the room and the concubine ran over.

"Hehe, why don't you buy something from that girl? It's very hard to set up a stall, right?" said the concubine playfully.

"I can't say anything about those rags in front of me. If it weren't for Lin Wanshan's sake... I just looked around and found that there was nothing good about the things in the stalls, and it was not as good as the honest little paper man of the concubine.

There are also those strange things that really think we are begging for food. It’s nonsense that the flying brush actually sells five hundred spiritual talismans.” Zhu Mingtong converted it. Although the spiritual talisman is not worth much in the eyes of the gods in the Heavenly Court, the spiritual talisman can also be exchanged for immortal coins. One hundred spiritual talismans can be exchanged for one immortal coin, which means that the brush actually costs five immortal coins and is of no use at all.

When Zhu Mingtong thought of this, he felt that his celestial immortal golden elixir was simply an extremely immortal elixir, and he could not exchange those garbage items for a few baskets.

"Lin Wanshan said just now that real masters are disdainful of setting up stalls. Their real purpose is to use their magic weapons to make a splash at the Treasure Conference. It was a magic weapon they worked hard to forge. Perhaps it was forged in a hundred and a thousand years. I am afraid that what I am waiting for is shining brightly at the Treasure Conference." Luo Jun said.

"You mean, we can also participate in the treasure fighting conference?" Zhu Mingtong asked.

"Of course, there is no limit to the Doubao Conference. Even some demons with advanced cultivation can participate. As long as there are treasures that can be shown, it is fine. Besides, truly powerful treasures will only appear at the Doubao Conference. If they appear, we can lock the target immediately and then exchange them with him privately." Luo Jun said.

"Your suggestion is good, why don't we give it a try?" Zhu Mingtong raised his eyebrows and said with interest.

"Xihu, are the treasures on you really enough to participate in the treasure fighting conference?

It’s not that others look down on your baby, but I really think that your baby is not at best at most. How can I fight with others?” said the concubine worriedly.

"Well, I was thinking about this question just now. Since it was the Treasure Fighting Conference, there were more than one treasure on these participants. These treasures were weird and mysterious, and they were hard to defend against. If it were just these magic weapons on me, it would probably not be enough.

If you want to show off your limelight at the Treasure Fighting Conference, you may have to collect more magic weapons to fight," Zhu Mingtong said.

"Where is there any time to collect magic weapons now?" Luo Jun said.

"Aren't you there?" Zhu Mingtong smiled obscenely and looked at Luo Jun and concubines.

"I don't have any magic weapon." Luo Jun turned his head directly.

"Xihu, you don't want other people's magic weapons. You said before that my magic weapons are useless." I said resentfully.

"Hehe, no matter how useless magic weapons are, you have to use them. You can lend them to your master first and return them to you after the treasure battle meeting." Zhu Mingtong said.

"Tsk, I know that the West Domestico has no good intentions." I rolled my eyes.

...

The Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods at night is still brightly lit, especially the stall setting area is in full swing. There is nothing wrong at night, so Zhu Mingtong wanders around to the stall setting area. As soon as he arrives at the stall setting area, he sees Lan Long sitting on the stall with a dejected look on his face, losing his energy during the day.

"Miss Lanlong." Zhu Mingtong greeted him after approaching.

"It's you again!" Lan Long raised his eyes and saw Zhu Mingtong and did not give him any good expression.

Zhu Mingtong didn't care either. He glanced at the treasure on the stall. Zhu Mingtong smiled slightly and said, "Let me guess, Miss Lanlong is so sensible today."

"Hmph, are you here to make a joke?" Lan Long didn't bother to pay attention to Zhu Mingtong, turned to the side, his eyes were dull.

"Miss Lanlong, you can't sell it like this." Zhu Mingtong smiled and squatted beside Lanlong, staring at the strange treasures on the stall with interest.

"You don't need to teach me. I guess you can't even take out a decent baby." Lan Long said without replying.
Chapter completed!