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Chapter 1233 Dream of Epiphyllum

After passing through the crowded crowd, Zhao Yuan and others arrived at Hall 8.

The central area of ​​Hall 8, like other venues, built a platform. Several staff members were debugging the audio equipment. There were many people around the table. Because the lecture had not yet begun, these people gathered together and chatted together.

Zhao Yuan looked around and saw Su Luo in a rest area next to the stage. He was holding a stack of manuscript papers and standing respectfully in front of a sitting old man. Although he couldn't hear what he said to the old man, Zhao Yuan could guess that he must be making the final revision of the manuscript so that he could block all possible errors.

Ying Ji whispered: "The old man is Su Luo's grandfather, Su Baicao, known as the true immortal of Baicao! He is one of the top alchemists in the world of cultivation today! It seems that Su Luo is really the successor carefully created by the Su family. Even Su Baicao came here in person to protect him..."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said nothing.

Although Su Baicao is one of the top alchemists in the world of practice today, it is still far from enough to see in front of Wu Peng’s inheritance!

After waiting for a while, seeing that the lecture had not moved, Zhao Yuan turned his head and ordered to the girl: "Go and ask the staff when Su Luo's lecture will start."

The girl from the bone took the order and left. After a moment, she returned with a material book, handed the book to Zhao Yuan, and said: "Su Luo's lecture will start on time at 9 o'clock. This book contains information such as all the lectures, activities, venue locations and other information at the exchange meeting of practitioners..."

"Nine o'clock?" Zhao Yuan raised his hand and looked at the table below, nodded: "It's coming soon, Xiaoxue and Ling'er, we are not in a hurry to go shopping in other places. Just wait here first, see what kind of insights this Su Luo will talk about."

Lin Xue and Zhao Ling nodded together, and they naturally would not have any objections to Zhao Yuan’s arrangements.

Zhao Yuan said to Ying Ji and the other two again: "If you are not interested, go and go for something else. When I finish handling this matter, I will come to meet you."

Hao Li quit and said, "Don't drive us away, we are quite interested in this matter."

Cheng Haoyu also said: "It is rare that someone is so destined to die. We are reluctant to leave if we don't finish watching this scene."

"That's right." Ying Ji nodded and said with a smile: "We'll stay here and wait for you to slap in the face."

Zhao Yuan was speechless: "Do you want to be so idle?"

"You want!" Ying Ji and the other two said in unison.

Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, with helplessness on his face. He immediately opened the information book and looked a few times. He found that the first three days of this exchange meeting of practitioners were mainly lectures and exchanges. Whether it was elixirs, witch prayers, dual cultivation, tripod food, Feng Shui, asceticism... all schools were taken care of by the organizers, and well-known seniors from various schools and the most popular rookies were invited to give lectures as guests to impart knowledge and experience. Three days later, there was an exhibition. At that time, practitioners would bring various common and uncommon treasures and materials here to display and sell.

Ying Ji also took a book of information, looked through it for a few times, and said with a smile: "Don't look at the large number of people today, when the exhibition starts, the number of people will definitely be several times higher than that now."

"Why is this?" Zhao Ling asked curiously.

Ying Ji explained: "Because there are many people who come for the fair. They are not interested in lectures and communication, or are only interested in a few of them, and they want to buy good things at the fair or sell their treasures for a good price."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Ling nodded and understood.

At this moment, Hao Li sniffed and said, "Hey, what does it taste? It smells so good."

Not only him, but Zhao Yuan and others also smelled a refreshing fragrance.

Many alchemists gathered around him also smelled the smell.

Everyone searched around and saw pots of beautiful flowers blooming in front of the pillars.

The petals of this pot of flowers are as thin as silk threads, showing seven different colors, gathering together to form colorful and exotic flowers.

Someone in the crowd was surprised immediately.

"This is a dream of ephemeral!"

"Damn, these are very precious strange flowers! Any pot can be sold at a very high price. The organizer actually used them as decorations and placed them in the venue? It's too rich!"

"The Qimeng Epiphyllum is not only beautiful and precious, but also a rare spiritual herb! The fragrance they release has the effect of awakening the mind. It is estimated that the organizer hopes that everyone can maintain a clear mind during the first three days of lectures and exchanges, so they have got so many pots of Qimeng Epiphyllum and placed them in the venue!"

"No matter what, this is definitely a big deal like never before!"

There are also some alchemists who can't help asking the staff whether these strange dream cereus will be sold.

This is a spiritual herb.

The staff’s reply was that in the first three days, Qimeng Epiphyllum will not be sold. After the exhibition starts, part of it will be sold.

Zhao Yuan was also moved when he heard the news.

If he could buy one or two pots of Qimeng Epiphyllum, take it back and use the cultivation techniques taught by Wu Peng Chengcheng, he would be able to successfully breed a large number of Qimeng Epiphyllum. Whether it is used by himself or sold, it would be quite good.

In this way, another thing appeared on his shopping list.

It was almost nine o'clock. With a burst of music, the host strode to the stage. He first gave a welcome speech, and then introduced: "The alchemist who will bring us the first lecture is a rising star in the elixir world, the leader of the younger generation of alchemists! He has become a level 4 alchemist under thirty years old! He is known as the Miaoshou alchemist--"

The host kept a secret at this time and deliberately paused.

The people in the audience cooperated very much and shouted: "Su Luo!"

The host whispered: "That's right, it's Sultan Master Suluo! Now, let's welcome the Sultan Master to the stage with applause!"

Thunderous applause suddenly sounded from the audience, and some Su Luo's friends and people from the Su family were calling Su Luo's name loudly to help him build momentum.

Su Luo stepped onto the stage amid applause.

Although he tried hard to maintain a calm look, it was not difficult to see from his excited eyes that at this moment, his heart was very proud and proud.

As soon as he came on stage, Su Luo saw Zhao Yuan.

A hideous sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"A man surnamed Zhao, when my lecture is completed, it will be when you are in the world of cultivation and are ruined!"
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