Zi Huang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not expecting that the bid of four million spirit beads might exceed the space treasure given by the sect.
On the altar, the iron dragon disappeared, and another jade table appeared.
A beautiful woman is sitting on her knees on the jade table. Her upper body is uneven and snow-white, and her lower body is covered by a white skirt that covers her waist.
The beauty has her eyes closed, her facial features are exquisite, her skin is like cream, her waist is slender, her neck is slim, and her hair is tied behind her shoulders.
The beauty moved, turned and sat sideways, one jade leg under the skirt was straightened and raised, and the white skirt slipped down.
The hostess stretched out her hands, holding the raised delicate jade feet with one hand, and stroking the slender and straight snow legs with the other hand.
There were whispers in the auction house, and the female monks laughed and commented. In contrast, the male monks were mostly serious.
The hostess caressed Xue's leg with her jade hand, and with a flick of her finger, a stream of vitality shot into the beauty's navel.
The beauty hummed softly, twisting her body unconsciously, and an illusory white cauldron as big as a palm appeared on the snow-white jade belly.
Then, the fragrance of orchid and musk filled the air, which was intoxicating and brought a trace of longing to my mind.
"This Xiannu's heavenly fragrance is pretty good."
"This is Tianxiang."
.....
The hostess deliberately remained silent in order to stimulate her desire to buy by whispering.
Zihuang looked calmly, she had seen the Immortal Slave Holy Bird on the stage, the inner disciple, and the practicing Yuan Fei Holy Bird Queen Bee.
She thought a little excitedly, if I leave the sect and the immortal slave stays in the sect, he can get the necessary cultivation methods and knowledge of treasures on my behalf.
My husband once asked me, what can I give as a bride? It was a clear and lustful request.
This holy bird fairy slave is no less beautiful than that butterfly robe. My husband and I are far apart, maybe the holy bird will go to the deserted continent.
It's just that I can't buy it with my ability.
...
The hostess felt that the heat was about the same and said with a smile: "The Kunding Immortal Slave Holy Bird has reversed the appearance of all living beings, it is obvious to all."
After a pause, the hostess continued: "The Fairy Slave Holy Bird is at the high level of spirit transformation, the Yuan Fei Holy Bird is at the high level of the Queen Bee Spiritual Demon, and the Kun Ding of the Fairy Slave Holy Bird has four great magical powers.
"The first magical heavenly incense cauldron, the female cultivator's spiritual energy transforms into heavenly incense."
"The second divine power is the mother-child cauldron, the immortal slave Kun cauldron creates mysterious creatures, conceives the demon elixir, and creates demon soldiers.
In addition, a monk can only refine one immortal slave, and the Zimu Ding can replace the monk to refine one more immortal slave."
"The third magical spiritual beast cauldron, which is the Immortal Slave Holy Bird, is a spiritual beast bag magic weapon.
As we all know, the bag of spirit beasts that collects living creatures is called the Little Cave Heaven and is worth hundreds of thousands of spirit beads.
"The fourth magical power, the Wedding Clothes Cauldron, is the favorite of male cultivators, the Immortal Slave Holy Bird Virgin. For the first time, he passed on two to three percent of his cultivation level. In the future, it will continue to increase the cultivation level of the male protagonist."
The hostess paused for a moment and then said: "The shortcomings of the Immortal Slave Saint Bird cannot but be mentioned. She has encountered a powerful enemy and cast forbidden spells, and she still has twenty years left in her life."
"The base price of Xiannu Holy Bird is one million spirit beads, please bid." The hostess said loudly.
Zihuang casually participated in the bidding, and the base price was one million spirit beads. She could only bid once.
"Okay, one million spirit beads." The hostess offered with a smile.
Afterwards, Zihuang was stunned and no one continued to bid.
The hostess asked three times and finally announced the deal.
Zihuang was depressed and understood why, the Immortal Slave Saint Bird was already half-dead, and the value of its beautiful appearance was not worth it to the monks.
On the throne, the Immortal Slave Bird disappeared.
The hostess had a jade box in her hand and said: "Everyone, there are three treasures in total that are helpful for cultivating the true spirit realm, the Xuanzhen Pill Fruit. The starting price is one million spirit beads."
"The next one is Lihuo Ooze. This is the most precious treasure of fire cultivators. It can also be used by immortals. The base price is one million spirit beads. Do you have any? Think about it, all fire cultivators. This is a rare opportunity..."
Each piece of repaired treasure was auctioned, and many failed auctions. There were not many bids for each repaired treasure, making it difficult to double the value.
The female hostess presided over the auction with a smile on her face all the time until the end of the auction.
Zi Huang walked out of the auction house and told Nie Canghai who was not far away: "I owe you one million spirit beads."
Nie Canghai was surprised and said: "Sir, have you bought the Immortal Slave Bird?"
"I bought it, I need a substitute." Zihuang replied, feeling embarrassed.
Nie Canghai responded: "The beauty of the holy bird is suitable for becoming your dowry. The purple phoenix holy bird will satisfy your Taoist companion."
Zihuang responded: "Don't talk nonsense, I will give you the Zicui Alchemy Room tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." Nie Canghai responded and left in a hurry.
Gong Yueqi had thought about taking in the Holy Bird, but his desire was not big.
The holy bird was seriously injured and returned to the sect. He sold himself to get the opportunity to be promoted to the true spirit. However, he failed and became the sect's same treasure cultivator, Kunding Immortal Slave.
Gong Yueqi has no intention of possessing the holy bird, so it is not worth paying one million spirit beads.
But Zihuang bought it, and he was happy to see the success, and expressed his satisfaction with a double entendre.
...
Zihuang returned to his cave and sat in the pavilion waiting.
An hour later, the space fluctuated, and a man and a woman appeared in the residence, along with two beads, one white and one black.
"Two Immortal Slaves have arrived. First, use the white silk beads to refine the Immortal Slaves Holy Bird, and then use the Mother-child Cauldron to refine the Immortal Slaves Iron Dragon." said an indifferent voice, unable to tell the difference between male and female.
"Thank you, envoy." Zihuang thanked him. The auction house protects buyers and delivers goods in space.
In contrast, the treasures given to Zihuang by the sect need to be collected from Yaoguang Pavilion. In a word, Treasure Collection Palace is a business.
Zihuang looked at the kneeling Immortal Slave Holy Bird, feeling pity in his heart, but more importantly, he had a magic weapon mentality.
Her thoughts pulled the Xiannu Holy Bird into the air, and she raised her hand to caress the flawless snow-white upper body, as if tasting a delicate porcelain vase.
"When your husband sees my dowry, will he be so surprised that he can't put it down?" Zihuang smiled faintly in reverie, and the woman's heart was filled with mystery.
After a while, rational thoughts sent me to sit down on the wooden couch.
Zihuang picked up the white silk beads, swallowed them in her mouth, closed her eyes and practiced.
In fact, Zihuang is somewhat reluctant to refine the Immortal Slave Holy Bird, for the same reason as refining a natal magic weapon.
The lifespan of the Xiannu Holy Bird is not long. Death in the future will cause damage to the soul of the Purple Phoenix, which is equivalent to giving up the magic weapon.
However, Zihuang has needed a substitute in recent years.
After a long time, the Immortal Slave Holy Bird opened his eyes, glanced at Zihuang, raised his jade hand to look at it, and flew down to sit down on the graceful bed.
When Zi Huang looked at the Holy Bird, he felt completely different from himself, and also felt the Queen Bee of the Holy Bird.
A chubby golden giant bee suddenly emerged from the holy bird's navel.
The giant bee is more than three inches long, and the hairs on its body are like densely packed golden needles. It flaps its wings and flies close to the purple phoenix.
The purple phoenix stretches out its jade hand to hold the holy bird and the queen bee. The body of the holy bird is like a spirit beast bag, which contains the honeycomb.
The Holy Bird Queen Bee turned around and flew away, burrowing into the Holy Bird's navel.
Zihuang turned her head and looked at the kneeling Immortal Slave Tielong. This swordsman had once awe-stricken her, but she never thought he would decide to sell himself to the sect.
Tie Long's decision could only be due to one reason: he couldn't bear the calamity of God-Eating, so he could only survive in death and gamble to become a true spirit.
However, the difficulty for sword cultivators to advance to the True Spirit is ranked first.
If Iron Dragon succeeds in breaking through the true spirit, its combat power can really kill the king and threaten the king of heaven.
After Zihuang made a decision, the holy bird spit out a stream of white silk light from its navel, wrapped around the iron dragon, pulled it away, and stored it into the space within its body.
Zihuang also controlled the holy bird to self-examine its foundation, and found that the Zifu in the form of Ganoderma lucidum actually had broken cracks, was dim and dull, and was floating like an illusory golden peacock.
The holy bird's physical body and spirit were turbid, and it was obvious that it was the result of overdraft, similar to the waste material damage suffered by the purple phoenix.
Purple Phoenix thought, and a hazy golden spirit bird appeared on the body of the holy bird, exuding a sharp golden aura.
The spirit bird looks like a peacock, with illusory slender tail feathers and golden discs, which are brilliant.
The golden spiritual bird disappeared, and the purple phoenix looked at the holy bird, sighing secretly that it was a huge loss to have one million spiritual beads.
The true condition of the Holy Bird can only be said to be that it has a lifespan of twenty years at most, and may die in seven or eight years.
After a while, the holy bird twisted its waist and swayed its hips and approached the purple phoenix. Its right leg was bent and straightened, its jade feet arched to the moon.
The purple phoenix jade hand caressed the slender snowy legs and whispered softly: "I hope your husband is blessed and can accept your appearance, otherwise I will be miserable."
...
As the night falls, the purple phoenix sleeps, and the holy bird sleeps on the same bed.
The Ruyi Zifu inside the purple phoenix, the tiny fairy lotus feather spirit, the flames are dim, the sky is vast, and countless dim stars are looming.
The giant tree appeared, and the little black-robed shadow stepped out.
In an instant, the vast void stretched out the Ruyi Zi Mansion and enveloped the interior of the pavilion.
The small black-robed shadow turned into a normal-sized man, standing beside the couch and looking down at Zihuang.
Zihuang was unaware, her white right hand was holding the slender snowy legs of the Holy Bird.
The black-robed shadow flickered and shifted to the other side, looking down at the sleeping holy bird.
The holy bird lies on its side facing the purple phoenix, with one snow leg bent in the hand of the purple phoenix, and its snow-white upper body is plump and graceful.
The sky was dark, the purple phoenix woke up, and the shadow in black robe disappeared.
"Young hooves, don't be lazy." Zihuang patted the holy bird's snowy leg and joked to herself in a wild tone.
"Get up, I still have something to do." Zihuang muttered to himself, turned over and lay down, raised his jade hands to comb his hair.
...
At three o'clock in the morning, Zihuang took the holy bird and left the cave.
In the pavilion, Yueshuang Tianjun whispered: "Buy a fairy slave as a substitute. If you are stubborn and ineffective, you will not have much chance to repent."
Zihuang arrived at the Zicui Alchemy Room, saw Nie Canghai, found a secluded place, and gave the Xiannu Iron Dragon.
Nie Canghai swallowed the silk beads and refined them on the spot, and Zihuang had no choice but to wait and watch.
Until Xiannu Iron Dragon, who was sitting on his knees, opened his eyes and floated to stand.
Nie Canghai opened his eyes, bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Sir."
"One million spirit beads, I will return them to you as soon as possible." Zihuang said, turned around and hurriedly left with the Holy Bird.
Nie Canghai looked at the backs of the two slim figures, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled evilly with satisfaction.
...
Zihuang took Saint Bird and went to apply for the sect's envoy token, and obtained the recognition and authority of the substitute.
On the way back to the cave, Zihuang met Master Qingyan.
Venerable Qingyan greeted with a smile: "Fairy Purple Phoenix."
"Disciple pays homage to His Holiness." Zihuang had no choice but to respond.
"Zihuang, I have liked you for a long time, but I cannot accept you as a concubine. You are now qualified to be my Taoist companion. I am willing to cherish you for the rest of my life and strive for opportunities for you to practice." Venerable Qingyan expressed his love for a mate.
"My disciple is married and cannot accept His Holiness's compliments. Please forgive me and I will take my leave." Zihuang calmly refused, and the girl turned around and left.
Venerable Qingyan looked at him without reacting in anger or embarrassment. He suddenly smiled and whispered: "The jade legs of the holy bird are of the highest quality."