After a very pleasant transaction, Qi Yuan turned his attention elsewhere, his spiritual sense always paying attention to the conversation between the Divine Transformation cultivators.

"Brother Qi..."

"Oh, Brother Ye, I thought you left alone."

Qi Yuan suddenly heard someone calling him, and immediately turned around and said with a surprised look.

It's no wonder he has such thoughts since the boy has been gone for so long.

Ye Hong's face was still covered with rouge and powder, and he walked over holding the Baimei fan and said, "I know Brother Qi's confusion, so I went to ask fellow Taoist Tiansha for information and asked him to help you find the breath-retaining method."

"This...Brother Ye is so considerate of me, I dare not accept it." Qi Yuan's eyes flashed and he shook his head.

Favors are something that should not be owed lightly, as it will be difficult to repay them in the future.

Ye Hong said, "Don't worry, I will never use it to force Brother Qi to marry into my family. Besides, the trade fair was organized by Tiansha Zhenren, so he naturally knows the relationship between the VIPs best. So he quickly gathered the cultivators who want to sell the Breath-Containing Art tonight. The three of them are waiting for you in Room No. 10 of Tianzi."

"Thank you very much, Brother Ye." Qi Yuan thought that there was no big problem with the other party's revealed personality for the time being, so he might as well go with the flow and agree.

If Ye Hong was an erratic cultivator who would abandon his master after his exploits had been exhausted, Qi Yuan would not want to get entangled with him.

"Come this way..." Ye Hong's figure flashed and walked into a mountain path.

It turned out that was the way to the Tianzi Room.

Qi Yuan knew a little about the twists and turns of this matter. The Tianzi Room must have been prepared for some monks who traded heavy objects, and was specifically used to enhance concealment.

After going down the winding mountain path, the two came to a wooden sign with the words "Room No. 10". The door of the room was indeed equipped with a separate restriction to prevent outsiders from observing it with their spiritual senses.

Then in front of the gatehouse, there was a man and a woman standing. One of them was Tiansha Zhenren, the lord of this city.

The woman next to her was a pretty girl with a gorgeous phoenix hairpin on her head. It was obvious that she was the concubine who had just been taken in today.

"Are you Fellow Daoist Qi? I was quite surprised when Young Master Ye asked me for help." Taoist Tiansha came up to him with a kind face and spoke enthusiastically.

Qi Yuan glanced at the other person and said with a smile, "It is Qi. I am sorry to come to visit you at today's wedding banquet. I will bring you an extra gift later."

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Qi, there is no need to be so polite. It is an honor for me, True Man Tiansha, that you can come to attend my wedding banquet. How can I accept a second gift? Fellow Daoist Butterfly and the others have been waiting inside for a long time. You may go in quickly." True Man Tiansha waved his hand and said generously.

Hearing this…

Qi Yuan nodded slightly and did not dwell on this topic. The kindness of Master Tiansha was mainly due to Ye Hong's problem.

For the sake of the Zhenling family's reputation, not many cultivators in the Three Realms dared to refute it, especially since the Ye family was one of the best.

Then he pushed the door with one hand, walked in alone, and closed it, and the forbidden light closed automatically.

The furniture in the room was naturally arranged in an extremely gorgeous manner. There was a faint fragrance flowing in the air. I wonder what kind of precious spices were burning in the incense burner.

There were also three other Jindan cultivators who had already been waiting inside. The moment Qi Yuan came in, everyone's eyes were on him, and their sharp gazes seemed to want to scrutinize him thoroughly.

Sitting in front of the Eight Immortals Table was a noble lady with a graceful face, wearing a black palace dress, and having a transcendent temperament.

On the right sat an old man with white hair and brocade robe. His skin was as smooth as a baby's, and he was obviously well versed in the art of health preservation.

On the left was a monk wearing a pure white mask, his body covered by a large white robe, which also had the effect of blocking spiritual consciousness, so it was unknown whether he was a man or a woman. "I am Qi Yuan, what are your names, fellow Taoists?" Qi Yuan said with a warm face and a bow.

"My name is Wan Hesong." The old man in brocade robe politely replied.

"Song..."

"Everyone else calls me Madame Butterfly."

"Since everyone has greeted each other, let's get straight to the point. I, Qi, need a powerful breath-containment technique. If the three fellow Taoists have any techniques that you can show off, please show them to me." Qi Yuan said in a deep voice after he sat down.

Madam Butterfly smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi looks quite capable, but I wonder what treasure is worth exchanging for the Breath-Suppressing Technique in our hands?"

"Although you are a cultivator recommended by True Man Tiansha, this is the first time we meet each other, so we are not very clear about your strength." The white-masked cultivator said in a neutral tone.

clap clap clap...

Three jade boxes were instantly placed on the table, and then the talismans were removed, revealing the treasures and spiritual light inside.

"Ningxu Grass, Wuyin Stone, and Crazy Dragon Pill, these are all treasures rarely seen outside. I am convinced that fellow Daoist has such strength." Wan Hesong said with a slightly changed expression.

After Qi Yuan showed off his financial resources, he said in an impolite tone: "Qi has already expressed his intentions, why don't you three show us some good stuff?"

"Hehe, then I'll show you my humble skills first. I got this technique by accident. After practicing it, it has the effects of invisibility and passing through various prohibitions. At the same time, it is also very good at restraining aura. It is indeed the best technique for escaping." Madame Butterfly smiled brightly and took out a dark green jade slip from her arms and handed it over charmingly.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and took it. There was still a faint smell of milk on the jade slip. A small part of the restriction was released, and he could browse a little bit of the content.

Then he penetrated with his spiritual consciousness and watched carefully. It was exactly as Mrs. Butterfly said, the spell had the effect of passing through restrictions.

Said: "After practicing, can it guarantee that Qi's aura will be detected by the cultivators of the Void Refining Sect?"

"Fellow Daoist Qi, you are joking. How could a breath-concealing technique of that level appear in such a small place?" Madam Butterfly waved her jade hand and sucked the dark green jade slip back.

Hearing this…

Qi Yuan looked at Wan Hesong again, waiting for his breath-concealing technique.

"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist's requirements were so high, so I won't embarrass myself." The old man in brocade robe smiled awkwardly.

Another person was eliminated in an instant.

Qi Yuan immediately set his gaze on the white-masked monk, and suddenly felt a little more expectant.

If the other party cannot meet his requirements, he can only go home immediately.

"So, fellow Daoist needs a spell that can deceive the cultivators of the Void Refining Realm. I have it, but the spiritual object on your desk cannot be exchanged for it." The cultivator named Song said calmly.

"Oh, fellow Daoist, please tell me what spiritual object you need. I would like to hear about it." Qi Yuan said with joy.

The cultivator surnamed Song said, "If you can afford a Ten Thousand Year Wisdom Spirit Fruit, I will trade this Heaven-Landing Art with you. After practicing it, it will be no problem to conceal the consciousness of a Void-Refining cultivator."

Immediately, he took out a black jade slip without even removing the restrictions on it.

"Hui Ling Fruit, this is a magical medicine for repairing the soul, and it even takes ten thousand years to cultivate?" Madame Butterfly said in surprise. (End of this chapter)