Chapter Fifty-ninth Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivation Techniques
Wang Qiongyan, who was following the head of the Wang family, sensed the gaze and followed it.
When he saw it was Li Dong'er, he just glanced at it coldly and stopped paying attention.
With such a disregardful attitude, Li Donger almost burned with anger.
But now that the heads of both families are here, even if she is angry, she must suppress it.
But in her heart, she had already sentenced Wang Qiongyan to death.
It is normal for the heads of both families to ridicule each other.
The people who participated in the auction were not surprised and just sat there quietly watching them bickering.
Until the Wang family's children stationed in Fangshi appeared from the direction of the auction platform.
The bickering gradually subsided.
Hou Jiuming, on the other side, paid attention at first, but later the two families only talked but did not do anything. He soon lost interest and simply closed his eyes to concentrate.
When the person on the other side of the stone platform appeared, he opened his eyes.
As for why the Wang family members appeared from the direction of Shitai.
It's because the entire mountain has been hollowed out.
This situation may consume a lot of manpower and material resources in the mortal world.
But if you put it here as an immortal cultivator, it would be a piece of cake.
Three people appeared on the stone platform.
One old, two young, one male and two female.
The man was an old man, no one else, but the old man that Hou Jiuming saw in the Pill Pavilion that day.
As for the two girls, they were both in their twenties, dressed in beautiful outfits, holding a tray in their hands, which should contain auction items.
"Welcome all fellow Taoists to attend the biannual auction in Wushanfang City. My name is Wang Xuan. I believe you all know each other, so I won't say more.
Next, we will officially start the auction,”
As soon as Wang Xuan finished speaking, the woman on his left rear immediately came forward with a tray.
"Everyone, please take a look, this is the first auction item today, a medium-grade magic weapon, the Green Bamboo Sword, a magic weapon for the outer disciples of the Huating Sect."
With that said, Wang Xuan picked up the green bamboo sword on the tray and raised it for everyone to see.
"Green Bamboo Sword?" Hou Jiuming recognized the sword at first sight. It was exactly the same as his own magical weapon. "Could it be that the storage bag I got belongs to a disciple of the Huating Sect?"
As soon as this idea came to him, he shook his head.
Since the Wang family has a way to obtain this sword at auction, it shows that the green bamboo sword is not uncommon.
Not only Huating Sect disciples can hold it.
"I believe everyone is aware of the power of this sword, so I won't go into details. Let's start the auction directly. The Green Bamboo Sword has a starting price of fifty spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than five yuan."
After saying that, Wang Xuan picked up the cloth mallet on the table and knocked it on the gong.
"Dang~"
The crisp sound of the gong spread throughout the top of the mountain, and before the sound dissipated, people who were interested in the magical artifact began to bid.
"Fifty-five spiritual stones..."
"Sixty yuan..."
"…………"
"Eighty yuan..."
"This fellow Taoist bids 80 spiritual stones. Is there anyone higher than him?" Wang Xuan's eyes wandered among the crowd in the audience, looking for potential bidders.
But the price of the Green Bamboo Sword seemed to have reached its limit, and the lowly people stopped talking when they saw the price of eighty.
"Eighty spiritual stones once..., eighty spiritual stones twice..., eighty spiritual stones three times...when..." After the third bid fell, Wang Xuan rang the gong directly.
“Congratulations to fellow Taoist friends for winning the first prize in this auction!”
A middle-aged fat man who auctioned off the Green Bamboo Sword stood up with a smile, first cupped his hands towards the old man, and then clasped his fists to indicate to the people around him,
"Cheng Cheng..., Cheng Cheng..."
Faced with his gesture, some people raised their fists in return, while others ignored him.
The interaction between the people below did not affect Wang Xuan's continued auction.
I saw the woman behind him on his right stepped forward in time and put the tray on the table.
"Okay, let's start the auction of the second item, the Qian Tao Formation. This formation was created by the apprentice of Master Zhu, the master of Huating Zong's formation method. It is placed on the bank of the river and can withstand the full attack of the monks who have perfected their Qi training.
It is a rare cave protection formation. The starting price is five hundred spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than ten spirit stones..."
"Five hundred and ten spiritual stones..."
"Five hundred and fifty quick spiritual stones..."
The formation's popularity was unexpected. As soon as Wang Xuan finished speaking, the people below couldn't wait to start bidding.
In just a few breaths, the price rose to seven hundred spirit stones.
This speed made Hou Jiuming, who was watching the heat below, stunned for a while.
"Is it so valuable?
If you learn the formation, wouldn't it be more profitable than refining alchemy?"
In an instant, my original intention to learn alchemy changed.
The scene at the auction was so exciting.
A formation that can only withstand perfect Qi training has a starting price of five hundred. Looking at the posture, it goes straight to nine hundred.
This situation makes everyone jealous.
Others were jealous at most because they envied those formation masters, but Hou Jiuming was different. He could really learn formations.
In the end, the Qiantao Formation was photographed by an old man with 920 spiritual stones.
Everyone around him had envious looks, and of course, there were also people with good intentions mixed in among them.
And the old man seemed to know his situation.
After taking pictures of the formation, he immediately handed it over to the disciples of the Wang family. After arriving at the formation, he left the top of the mountain without hesitation and went straight to the foot of Wushan Mountain.
Seeing how decisive he was, the faces of those who had good intentions immediately showed uncertain expressions.
He seemed to be hesitating whether to follow or not.
Some are hesitant, while others are decisive.
Several monks on the edge took advantage of the fourth auction item to attract everyone's attention and quietly exited the platform.
Hou Jiuming saw all this and sighed in his heart.
"Sure enough, the world of cultivating immortals is not as peaceful as it appears. Killing and stealing can be seen everywhere."
After lamenting the cruelty of the world of immortality, Hou Jiuming put the matter behind him and paid attention to the auction again.
He only has more than a hundred spiritual stones on him, so it is a bit difficult to auction them.
But it does not hinder the growth of knowledge.
One item after another was auctioned, and during the period, many people who had taken the items left directly, and some people secretly connected with each other in the scene, as if they wanted to go together after the auction.
And in this atmosphere, the auction quickly came to an end.
When a woman in red and two late-stage qi-training monks came on stage, the expressions of the two family heads who had not spoken since the beginning suddenly became solemn.
Even when they looked at each other, a strong smell of gunpowder rose.
"Okay, next is the finale item of this auction, a cultivation method that leads directly to the foundation building stage..."
"Boom~"
The audience immediately exploded.
"The cultivation method in the foundation building period?"
"real or fake?"
"It should be true. I said it's just a city. How come all the heads of the Wang family and the Li family are here? It turns out to be a cultivation method that goes directly to foundation building..."
"I must take pictures of the foundation-building exercises..." This chapter has been completed!