The scene in the restricted area of ​​the glacier is really rare to see outside.

In this valley, almost all the buildings are made of ice sculptures, and the same is true for a hall that Su Xiaofan and others entered at this time.

This hall is open, with sixteen waist-thick icicles supporting it below, and a huge ceiling above it. The shape looks a bit like it was hollowed out and carved out of a small iceberg.

If we talk about the scenery, the ice sculpture hall under the sunlight is absolutely beautiful.

Of course, if you want to stay here, you must first be able to endure the low temperature here, which can be as low as minus 20 degrees during the day.

At this time, there were already many cultivators in the hall. Some cultivators directly spread an animal skin on the ground and set up a stall behind the animal skin.

Seeing this scene, Su Xiaofan's eyes suddenly lit up. Su Xiaofan, who had practiced selling at the antique market for three years, was particularly kind to this scene.

If Su Xiaofan couldn't bring out anything except a few extraordinary inner elixirs in his backpack, he would have wanted to set up a stall here to experience the feeling of the past.

"Those street stalls don't have anything good."

Seeing Su Xiaofan staring at the stall with fiery eyes, Fang Yijun said: "They are all beasts' fur and claws. With their strength, it is difficult to hunt extraordinary ones."

After hearing what Fang Yijun said, Su Xiaofan noticed that most of the people setting up the stalls were in the early stages of foundation building, and there really weren't any good things on the stalls.

Su Xiaofan habitually used the Qi-gazing technique to glance at the crowd, and was suddenly stunned for a moment.

"Senior brother, besides those three Yang Shen, are there any other Yang Shen realm cultivators in Fangshi?" Su Xiaofan sent a message to Fang Yijun.

Because he found that the middle-aged man wearing a fox fur hat looked like a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building at first glance, but with Su Xiaofan's qi-gazing technique, he could see the huge amount of qi and blood that had converged in his body.

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The consciousness of the Yang Shen realm is like a great sun. Even if it is contained within the body, it will be sensed by cultivators of the same level.

This person's qi-containing technique is quite exquisite. If Su Xiaofan wasn't very close to him, and Su Xiaofan's qi-observation technique was cultivated through the repair system, it would be really difficult to discover this person's cultivation.

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"No, it's just the three of them who are in charge of Fangshi."

Hearing Su Xiaofan's message, Fang Yijun was stunned for a moment, and sent back the same message: "Yangshen cultivators can come to Fangshi, but they must report before entering..."

"Then what if there is a hidden qi machine from the Yang God coming in?"

Su Xiaofan didn't make his own decisions. He still didn't know much about the restricted area of ​​the glacier. He just needed to inform Fang Yijun about these things.

"Unlikely?"

A look of astonishment appeared on Fang Yijun's face, "The Qi and blood of Yang Shen cultivators are as thick as the sun. It is difficult to completely restrain them. Low-level cultivators cannot see it, but they definitely cannot escape the consciousness of cultivators of the same level.

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"Can't you escape the detection of fellow cultivators?"

Su Xiaofan shook his head slightly. He had wandered around in front of the two Yang Shen realm cultivators, but he didn't see them detecting his cultivation level.

"Senior brother, my qi-gazing technique is quite sophisticated, and I can see some things."

Su Xiaofan's consciousness fluctuated and said: "I am sure that there is a Yang Shen realm cultivator among these cultivators. If you don't believe it, let Xiangu He or Mr. Dong give it a try and find out."

"Don't tell me who it is. Don't worry. We'll talk about it later."

Fang Yijun's face looked a little unsightly. A cultivator of the Yangshen Realm who had hidden his cultivation was mixed into the market. His intentions must be bad.

Thinking that several cultivators had been assassinated outside in the past few days, Fang Yijun somewhat understood.

This Yang Shen cultivator is most likely a member of the Black Hand organization. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the families of various sects to confront the Arctic fox population, he came to add insult to injury.

But Fang Yijun didn't dare to let Su Xiaofan point out that person now, because the Yang Shen cultivator's Qi sense was extremely strong, and if he showed any signs of hostility, he might be discovered by that person.

Fang Yijun was also a little strange in his heart. Because Su Xiaofan could spy on that person's cultivation without being noticed by the other party, it seemed that his junior brother also had a lot of secrets.

"When this person leaves Fangshi, I will notify Mr. Dong and Xiangu to avoid causing losses in the valley..."

Fang Yijun sent a message to Su Xiaofan that the Yang Shen cultivators would fight. It would be a bit exaggerated to say that it would destroy the world, but it would also be extremely harmful.

Once the pressure of the field comes out, perhaps the Yin Shen's out-of-body cultivation can save his life, but for those cultivators in the early and middle stages of foundation building, I am afraid that half of them will be shocked to death on the spot.

This is also the reason why few low-level cultivators and ordinary supernatural beings dare to join in the fun when Yang Shen cultivators fight against holy-level extraordinary beings, because they will be affected if they are not careful.

After Fang Yijun transmitted the message to Su Xiaofan, he did not release his spiritual consciousness to investigate, but after a moment, Fang Yijun frowned.

Fang Yijun did not go to find the Yang Shen cultivator, but he felt that someone had dropped a trace of spiritual consciousness on him.

If he hadn't been constantly vigilant, the faint glimmer of consciousness might have been ignored by the usual Fang Yijun.

But at this moment, Fang Yijun can be sure that although the strand of spiritual consciousness is extremely weak, it gathers together and never disperses. It is obviously the handiwork of a Yang Shen realm cultivator.

"Could it be that you are here for me?"

Fang Yijun raised his eyebrows, but he was not afraid. With his current level of cultivation, in a life-and-death fight with the cultivators of the early Yangshen stage, the one who would die in the end would definitely be the cultivators of the Yangshen.

As for the cultivators in the middle stage of Yangshen coming to cause trouble for him, Fang Yijun didn't even think about that.

The mid-stage Yang Shen cultivators in the restricted area can be considered as major cultivators. Who would have enough time to deal with a Yin Shen realm cultivator like myself?

"Senior brother, that person is a little interested in you."

Su Xiaofan also noticed the man's little moves, "Should we lure him out and kill him?"

Su Xiaofan may not be able to capture a cultivator in the early stage of Yang Shen alive, but killing him is not a big problem.

Su Xiaofan was not a murderous person, but the Yang Shen cultivator acted in a sneaky manner, and he was dealing with someone from the same sect, so Su Xiaofan naturally did not need to be polite to him.

"My little junior brother is quite courageous."

Fang Yijun glanced at Su Xiaofan and shook his head slightly. He came up with this idea because he was afraid that Su Xiaofan was ignorant and fearless and did not know the power of Yang Shen cultivators.

"No, let's wait until the transaction is over."

Fang Yijun had already made up his mind. He would send a message to Mr. Dong and Xiangu later, and he would capture the man as soon as he left the market.

"Well, if you need to take action, senior brother, just give me your orders."

Su Xiaofan nodded. Since Fang Yijun was not in a hurry, there was no need to be so concerned.

The most important thing is that a cultivator in the early stage of Yang Shen can't play any tricks in front of Su Xiaofan.

Putting this matter aside, Su Xiaofan focused on those stalls.

Although most of the stalls were filled with worthless things, they made Su Xiaofan feel the fun of wandering around the antique market.

Moreover, there were some good things in these stalls. Su Xiaofan found the stomach bag of a musk ox, but as soon as the cultivator who set up the stall took it out, someone bought it.

An ordinary musk ox stomach bag was actually sold for the price of three pieces of black jade, which shows that this thing is indeed very popular in the restricted area.

"Fellow Taoist, what kind of meat is on your stall?"

Su Xiaofan also discovered that a stall was actually selling meat, but few cultivators seemed to stop there, so he couldn't help but go up and ask.

There was about two hundred kilograms of meat on the stall. It had been skinned and its head chopped off. Su Xiaofan couldn't tell what kind of animal it was just by looking at the body.

"You don't know this meat?"

The cultivator in the early stage of foundation building raised his head and glanced at Su Xiaofan, "This is fragrant meat. Do you want to buy some and go back to try it?"

"Fragrant meat? Are there dogs here too?"

Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment when he heard this. In his hometown, only dog ​​meat is called fragrant meat. There is a saying that if the dog meat rolls, the gods will not be able to stand still.

"Hey, you're here to cause trouble, right?"

The cultivator was a little unhappy, "Lemming, this is lemming meat. Don't you know that the lemming meat in the restricted area is called fragrant meat?"

"How do you talk?" Fang Yijun heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but walked over.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Fang. I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your person."

As soon as the cultivator saw Fang Yijun, he immediately became scared and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Fang, I'm really sorry, how about I cut some fragrant meat for you?"

"Come on, this thing is not easy to hunt, and I won't take advantage of you. Give me a hundred pounds."

Fang Yijun turned around and said to Su Xiaofan: "This meat tastes extremely delicious. Let's grill it and try it when we get back later."

Fang Yijun seldom eats now, so Su Xiaofan couldn't help him when he came yesterday. Now that he happened to be selling fragrant meat, he naturally wouldn't be stingy.

"Okay, one top-grade black jade and one hundred catties of fragrant meat."

The man simply wrapped a piece of more than 100 kilograms of fragrant meat in leather and handed it to Fang Yijun.

"How much? A high-grade black jade?" Su Xiaofan was shocked by the price.

High-grade black jade is used by cultivators in the Yangshen realm to store spiritual power. Yesterday, Fang Yijun took out two of them and was heartbroken. He never imagined that this lemming meat would be so expensive.

Now Su Xiaofan finally understood why so many cultivators didn't stop in front of the stall. It wasn't that they didn't want to buy it, but that the price was ridiculously expensive.

Moreover, lemmings are not extraordinary creatures, they are just ordinary animals nourished by spiritual energy in the restricted area. Apart from satisfying their appetite, lemmings have no benefit to the cultivators.

"Senior Brother Fang, why don't you wrap this one up?

This one weighs about 120 kilograms, how about I calculate the price of a high-grade black jade for you?"

The man took the Xuan Jade handed over by Fang Yijun, checked it, and put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

"Qi Laoer, do you think my black jade was blown by the strong wind?"

Fang Yijun glared at the man, but licked his lips, gritted his teeth and took out another mysterious jade, "Wrap them all for me, grandma's, it's nothing!"

"Brother, this is too much." Seeing Fang Yijun's actions, Su Xiaofan was dumbfounded.

"This meat is really delicious, and it's hard for anyone to catch it. Just spend some money on it."
To be continued...