In Bishui City, Lu Changan waited patiently for nearly two years. Due to the sealed mana and the isolation of the Evergreen Dao Fruit, he was unable to practice during this period.
Two months before the Zhongyu auction, he was quietly crouching near Bishan Sect.
On this day, in the sky above the gate of Bishan Zong, there was a clear blue wave of light, which was the same color as the sunny sky.
Accompanied by the spiritual pressure of Lord Nascent Soul, a calm and quiet beauty in a green dress appeared in Lu Changan's senses.
This Jurchen monarch is about in her twenties, her eyes are as clear as a clear pool, and her demeanor has an air of spiritual beauty that is not stained by the world.
"Bishan Sect, Tian Zhenjun, Bishui Fairy..."
Lu Changan only looked at it from the corner of his eyes to avoid being sensed by the keen Nascent Soul.
As he expected, the Bishan Sect sent important monks to participate in the auction held every twenty years in the Central Territory.
According to intelligence, this Fairy of Blue Water is the monk with whom True Lord Aoki has the best relationship. The two have shared hardships and have an extraordinary friendship, and even have a subtle relationship.
But the two true kings who got along day and night were not together after all, and they never showed any signs of being too close to the outside world.
"Qingmu Zhenjun, you are really willing to let your junior sister with whom you have the best relationship go out alone..."
Lu Changan's eyes flickered and his thoughts whirled.
To a certain extent, Fairy Bishui can be regarded as True Lord Aoki's confidante, similar to the relationship between Lu Changan and Zhao Siyao back then.
Fairy Bishui is not completely alone either.
Behind him were two or three mid- to late-stage pill-forming disciples, the powerful elders of the Bishan Sect, and the Nascent Soul Seeds.
After watching several figures leave, Lu Changan was not in a hurry to follow them. He used the divination technique and made some calculations.
It is true that Lu Changan can intercept or capture him halfway, with a very high success rate.
But once he takes action to capture the Nascent Soul cultivator, Lu Changan will inevitably expose his identity and let True Lord Aoki react.
Fairy Bishui is not a new Nascent Soul, but in the Wei Dao League, she can be considered a strong player in the early Nascent Soul, and cannot be compared with Yin Yuanhai and his ilk.
The Bishan Sect is a major sect in the central realm of immortality cultivation, and its inheritance heritage exceeds that of the Jinyang Sect of the Weidao Alliance. In its history, more than one giant in the middle Nascent Soul stage has been born.
True Lord Aoki and Senior Brother of the Bishan Sect were assured that this girl would have to take good measures to save her life when she went out. Perhaps they would have the ability to protect themselves and have the confidence to escape when faced with interceptions in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Currently, Lord Aoki should not be sure. I have arrived in the Central Territory and am stationed near the Bishan Sect."
"Zhenjun Bishui went out, participated in the auction, ran for Qingmu, and traded the materials needed to refine the magic weapon to protect the Tao..."
After calculation, Lu Changan made a rough judgment.
Lord Aoki is still unable to retreat.
When it comes to refining magic weapons to protect the Tao, True Lord Bishui is asked to go out and do it for him.
I have to admit that this arrangement is safer.
Qingmu may have predicted that Lu Changan would not be able to take action against Fairy Bishui so easily.
Lu Changan looked back at Bishan Sect with deep and cold eyes.
Its mountain gate has a fourth-level middle-grade spiritual vein, and the sect-protecting array is flowing and opening, in a state of loosening on the outside and tightening on the inside.
"Now that Bishan Sect has one Nascent Soul in charge, the defensive strength will be weakened..."
Lu Changan continued to calculate the success rate of sneak assassination.
The result made him frown.
Even if there is a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Bishan Sect, the difficulty of sneaking in and assassinating him will not be reduced much.
There is a mysterious force of heaven hiding in the dark, making Lu Changan's calculations about the Bishan Sect unclear and causing obvious resistance.
"As the Bishan Sect is a major sect in the Central Region, it is inevitable that there will be inherited treasures and celestial secrets in the sect that can obscure speculations. True Lord Aoki has suffered two major losses and knows that there is a fourth-level divination master behind me, so he is on guard.
It’s normal…”
"Besides, there is another key figure in the Bishan Sect, Chen Zhenjun, who is at the peak of the early stage of Yuanying. As a veteran Yuanying, he controls the sect's treasure, the fourth-level middle-grade sect-protecting formation..."
Lu Changan stopped calculating and made a decision.
After all, the Central Territory is Lord Aoki's home ground, and it is not surprising that he has trusted allies to take care of him.
If Lu Changan had more allies in the Weidao League, except Zhang Tianfeng, Xia Xianzi, and Leader Liang, who were the closest ones, Chu Tianfeng would not refuse his request for help.
After a cup of tea.
Lu Changan left Bishan Sect and followed Fairy Bishui and her party of four.
Fairy Bishui leads three pill-forming monks. Their escape speed is not as fast as that of the Nascent Soul monster acting alone, so it is not difficult to track them.
After careful consideration, Lu Changan gave up the strategy of sneaking in for the assassination, mainly because of the high risk and the negative consequences.
He has Aoki's corpse skin and can continue to track it and calculate its approximate location without rushing.
Now, Lord Aoki is planning to create a magic weapon to protect himself, and he will not leave in the short term. This can be used as an entry point.
…
Zhongyu Auction is located in Wuling City, the first fairy city in Daqing.
Five huge spiritual mountains guard a magnificent ancient blue fairy city. The outer layer is covered by clouds and mist, and the colorful light of the five elements array flows inside.
A few days later.
Fairy Bishui and her party entered the city, but Lu Changan did not continue to follow them.
On the way, he took note of the Jurchen's magical aura.
The number of monks coming and going in Wuling City has reached its peak in the past twenty years, gathering high-level monks from all areas of Daqing.
There are even a small number of demon camp monks who hide their identities.
Hundreds of years ago, the ten sects of Xuanmen defeated the six sects of the Demonic Way and expelled the latter from the Central Region. The two sides also reached an armistice agreement, so that no one could offend the other.
There are no express regulations in the Central Domain Auction, and demonic monks are not allowed to participate.
Wuling City does not strictly screen the identity of foreign monks. The formation they are in is considered to be the top of Daqing, and they have enough confidence.
Under this background, an "old man in coir raincoat" from the outside world successfully entered Wuling City.
The old man in coir raincoat settled in an inn in Wuling City, where he inquired about the auction and paid attention to some important figures.
Such behavior is common and inconspicuous in Wuling City, which has a huge flow of people.
In the next two days, the old man in coir raincoat changed his identity and purchased some information in batches from several intelligence organizations in Wuling City.
"Tianzhilou, Daqing Middle Territory also has this intelligence organization? It's really not that simple..."
The old man in coir raincoat hesitated for a moment and did not enter this mysterious intelligence force that had patronized the Eastern Region.
While collecting intelligence, the old man in coir raincoat secretly paid attention to the movements of Fairy Bishui and his party, and found no abnormalities yet.
Fairy Bishui had an encounter with several Nascent Soul monks from the Xuanmen camp, but the details are unknown.
…
Three days later, the number of high-level monks gathered in Wuling City reached a peak.
Zhongyu Auction is jointly organized by several top chambers of commerce in Daqing.
Due to the large number of auction items and the large number of participants, the auction lasted for three days.
The third day of the auction was a special session for high-level monks, and there were many Nascent Soul monsters present.
At the auction site, the sound of bidding occasionally came, and there was an invisible majesty and depression in the deserted scene.
Whenever the Nascent Soul old monster in the field makes a bid and powerful spiritual consciousness passes by, the nearby monks in the elixir-forming stage dare not show their anger and feel like they are sitting on pins and needles.
"Is there a higher bid?"
"Otherwise...this extremely high-quality [Calamity Umbrella] will fall into the hands of this fellow Taoist."
The auctioneer was an old man with white hair, and his slightly curious eyes passed over the old man in coir raincoat.
"This foreign Taoist friend, can you give Fengyun Palace some sympathy? [Hua Jie Umbrella] is an urgent need for this closed disciple."
On the suspended stand in the distance, a middle-aged Nascent Soul in a black and yellow broad robe, standing like a rock, looked down from a high position, and his voice was like muffled thunder, falling from the sky.
"The old granddaughter also needs the [Calamity Transforming Umbrella] to fight against the thunder calamity."
The old man in coir raincoat seemed dissatisfied with the man's strong and domineering tone, and said in a sinister tone:
"Why, the dignified Fengyun Palace, one of the ten major sects in the Central Region, cannot match the financial resources of an old casual cultivator in the Southern Region, so you want to use your power to overwhelm others?"
"Hmph! You hide your head and show your tail, but you dare to tell me your name? Could it be that you are a Demon Sect monk in disguise?"
The middle-aged Nascent Soul of Fengyun Palace was sulky, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, his tiger eyes were shining brightly, and his powerful Nascent Soul consciousness swept over the old man in coir raincoat.
The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two sides made the cultivators at the auction look askance.
Some Nascent Soul monks cast interested glances at the old man in coir raincoat.
Although Fengyun Palace ranks low among the ten sects of Xuanmen, its behavior has always been overbearing and it hates evil as much as hatred.
"joke!"
The old man in coir raincoat snorted coldly, ignoring the powerful spiritual consciousness of the middle-aged Nascent Soul of Fengyun Palace, and faintly exuded a burning aura of extreme flames.
On the contrary, the middle-aged Nascent Soul of Fengyun Palace couldn't help but groaned, his face turned slightly pale, and he was shaken away by the opponent's consciousness, which almost hurt his mind.
"This person's consciousness is probably close to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he actually caused a hidden loss to the 'True Lord Thunder' of Fengyun Palace."
"Fire-type Kung Fu? Is it some old monster from the Southern Territory?"
"There are frequent volcanoes in the southern region, and the environment is harsh, but there are especially many high-level cultivators of the fire system. If you are not a cultivator who has been there all year round, I would never guess what this person is doing."
Amid the discussion among a group of high-level monks, the bidding item [Hua Jie Umbrella] fell into the hands of the mysterious old man in coir raincoat.
True Lord Lei Ming of Fengyun Palace looked gloomy and did not have an attack.
It's not that he doesn't want to raise the price anymore.
First, the bidding price has reached a serious premium.
The second is that the auctioneer entrusted the auctioneer to need two rare spiritual materials, and those who met the conditions were given priority. He couldn't get them, but the old man in the coir raincoat could.
Moreover, the old man in coir raincoat had better spiritual knowledge than him, and the aura of fire magic was very different from that of the demon sect. This made Zhenjun Lei Ming's previous words seem unreasonable.
To take a step back, the Zhongyu Auction faces the entire Daqing and has no explicit restrictions on demonic monks.
…
In the follow-up to the auction and before the finale, the quality of the auction items gradually increased, and there were many items that Nascent Soul cultivators needed, including materials and spiritual objects of the fourth level and above.
During this period, the old man in coir raincoat made two more bids, with strong bids, overwhelming his competitors, and attracting attention.
The old man in coir raincoat not only bids high and has deep pockets, he can also provide the scarce and unpopular materials needed by the client.
Even if they lose, the bidder is convinced.
One of the items being auctioned was a fourth-level fire elixir.
The old man in coir raincoat paid a high premium for this, further confirming his identity as the fire-type Nascent Soul monster in the Southern Region.
On another suspended stand, sat the Fairy Bishui and three alchemy-forming monks from the Bishan Sect.
Fairy Bishui could not help but pay attention to the wealthy old man in coir raincoat, and she felt a bit envious in her heart.
She secretly thought that if she had the wealth of the old man in coir raincoat and assisted Senior Brother Aoki in creating a magic weapon to protect him, she wouldn't have to be so careful.
"This old monster from the Southern Territory spends a lot of money and has a lot of scarce resources. Could it be that he has excavated some ancient cave or dangerous forbidden place? Maybe he has the wood magic weapon materials that Senior Brother Aoki needs."
Fairy Bishui's mind was spinning and she was making up her mind.
Little did she know that she was also the target of the old man in coir raincoat.
In this auction, Fairy Bishui's harvest was mediocre, she only got a piece of fourth-level spiritual wood, and she paid a high premium.
There were two precious weapon-refining materials that were urgently needed, but she had not competed with them. One of them was taken away by the old man in coir raincoat.
Fairy Bishui was secretly annoyed, but the old man in coir raincoat's price was more than 30% higher than hers, and she lost her temper.
After the auction ends.
The old man in coir raincoat took the three auction items calmly and paid for the spirit stones and materials.
In this auction, in addition to the fire elixir, other refining treasures and the [Calamity Umbrella] can also come in handy.
[Hua Jie Umbrella] is used by Xuan Shui Turtle to survive the thunder tribulation in the future.
The [Thunder Bead] that Lu Changan once used to overcome the tribulation was canceled on the spot. Although there are still talismans and treasures that can withstand the thunder, the effect is much worse.
The thunder tribulations of monsters and spiritual beasts are more severe than those of human monks and should not be underestimated.
That useless fire elixir is extremely scarce in the Great Abyss near the sea, and can be sold for at least twice as much.
Traveling through the two realms of cultivating immortals, he gained a lot of Nascent Souls, and with the profit resources distributed after the Demonic War, Lu Changan was extremely rich.
The resource reserves and rare materials he possesses far exceed those of the Daduanying monks.
Through the Baihuan Mask, Lu Changan disguised himself as a fire Yuanying monk this time.
The reason why the effect is so real is because Master Lihuo in the fourth life cast down the shadow of his previous life.
Master Lihuo is a typical fire system practitioner.
In addition, there are spare fire talismans and the best magic weapon, the Fire Gourd.
Of course, Nascent Soul monks with strong spiritual consciousness may be able to see the clues. But at most they can see that Lu Changan is disguised, and it is difficult to see through his true identity without taking action.
…
"This fellow Taoist from the Southern Territory, please stay!"
As soon as Lu Changan stepped out of the auction venue, a gentle and magnetic man's voice came from behind him.
The person who came was a white-faced man with long navy blue collar and tied black hair. He was about thirty years old and looked like a handsome scribe.
Lu Changan had an impression of this person. He was a Nascent Soul cultivator from the chamber of commerce behind the auction.
During the auction, not only the Nascent Soul monks from the Central Realm's Immortal Cultivation Sect, but also the Nascent Soul monsters from other regions all knew this person and called him "Ai Zhenjun".
"It turns out to be Mr. Ai Zhen from the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce. Do you have any advice?"
The old man in coir raincoat transformed by Lu Changan has a calm expression.
"Do you know Ai, fellow Taoist? I don't know how to call him?"
Ai Zhenjun was not surprised that Lu Changan knew him. Tianhe Chamber of Commerce is the first chamber of commerce in Daqing. As a core figure, he has dealt with high-level monks from various areas in Daqing.
"My surname is Jing."
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Jing! When we first met, Ai had a feeling of déjà vu. Have we met somewhere?"
Ai Zhenjun looked at the old man in coir raincoat with confusion, and gradually got closer to him.
"Haha! Decades ago, Jing met Ai Zhenjun from a distance, but it was not the way he looks today."
Lu Changan made a haha, making him confused.
After exchanging a few words, Ai Zhenjun quickly explained his intention:
"Every time there is an auction in the Central Realm, Wuling City gathers high-level monks from the Five Realms of Daqing. After the auction once every twenty years, Ai and several fellow Taoists organized a Nascent Soul Exchange Meeting to conduct higher-level private exchanges.
trade."
"The exchange meeting will mainly focus on the Central Region. In addition, some powerful colleagues from the Outer Region will be invited to participate."
"That's it! I wonder which fellow Nascent Soul members will participate in this exchange?"
Lu Changan felt secretly happy and asked casually.
He showed great wealth and revealed some scarce resources at the auction just to attract the interest of the Nascent Soul monks in the Central Region.
He had already learned about the Central Realm Nascent Soul Exchange Meeting after the auction.
"Haha, there are many legendary figures who are famous among the young people in this exchange meeting."
"For example, the 'True Lord Lingyu' of Xingchen Pavilion, the 'True Lord Subduing Dragon' of Longhu Mountain...even the 'King of Medicine' is in Wuling City and agreed to our invitation."
"Tsk tsk...Jing has been admiring such big figures for a long time."
Lu Changan showed his longing and readily agreed to the invitation.
Ai Zhenjun not only invited Lu Changan, but also left an invitation letter, said a few words, and left.
The Nascent Soul Exchange Meeting will be held that evening, so there is no need to rush.
"Zhenjun Lingyu..."
Lu Changan put away the invitation letter and was very familiar with this name.
Hundreds of years ago, a son of good fortune was born in the Jing Kingdom of the Weidao Alliance. He went to the most prosperous central region of Daqing, became the True Lord of Nascent Soul, and joined the ancient sect of cultivating immortals.
The existence of this son of luck turned the relatively weak Jing Kingdom into a neutral trading and immortality country.
Later, this son of fate intervened in the demonic war on the pretext of protecting his homeland of Jing Kingdom.
In the most dazzling battle, Zhenjun Lingyu defeated and seriously injured Sect Leader Meng of the Beast King Valley in one fell swoop.
It is said that Zhenjun Lingyu once had a private fight with the leader of the Wujian Sect, but the world does not know the specific results.
Over the years, Lu Changan has become a big boss of the Wei Dao Alliance, and has secretly communicated with True Monarch Jueying, so he knows the general outcome.
In that battle, both of them suffered losses.
In other words, nearly a hundred years ago, Zhenjun Lingyu had the strength to compete with the leader of the Demon Sect.
In Lu Changan's view, Zhenjun Lingyu's hard power is probably higher than that of the leader of Wujian Sect.
First, the style of the Wujian Sect Master is that he will not attack head-on, but mostly assassinate by surprise.
Jin Yue Zhenjun of Aoyue Palace was disguised by the leader of the Wujian Sect and was killed with one blow. He didn't even have time for the Nascent Soul to come out of his body.
Of course, stealth assassination is actually part of the strength.
The second point of evidence is that Lord Lingyu showed up in the Central Region a few years after the war and had recovered from his injuries.
The leader of the Wujian Sect has been silent for many years, and at least the recovery from his injuries is much slower.
Now after so many years, Zhenjun Lingyu has become the leader of the ten sects of Xuanmen.
…
The dusk is dim and the moon is rising in the sky.
In the center of Wuling City, the fourth-level spiritual forbidden land where Tianhe Chamber of Commerce is located, there is an island with beautiful scenery in the middle of the lake.
Within half an hour, more than a dozen Nascent Soul Escape Lights had arrived at the cave where the island in the middle of the lake was located.
Lu Changan used the black wind cloak to hide in a shadowy corner dozens of miles away.
Until a certain moment.
He caught a familiar light escaping from the clear water and landed on the island in the middle of the lake in the forbidden area at the core of Wuling City.
"arrive."
Lu Changan was overjoyed, but did not take immediate action.
"Haha, the Blue Water Fairy is here!"
"Tian Zhenjun, why didn't the noble sect's 'Aoki Zhenjun' arrive at this exchange meeting?"
In an open-air square on the island in the middle of the lake, there were about ten or twenty Nascent Soul monks sitting.
Seeing the arrival of Fairy Bishui, some of the Yuanying colleagues stood up and greeted each other. There were also some old Yuanying monsters who sat indifferently.
After chatting for a while, Fairy Bishui found a futon and sat down.
She quietly surveyed the scene. More than 70% of them were familiar faces, and most of them were monks from other areas whom she didn't recognize.
Daqing has a vast territory, and even in the Central Territory, there are many peers who have never seen Fairy Bishui. What's more, there are many Nascent Soul monks in remote corners of the other four territories.
Fairy Bishui frowned slightly, thinking of the mysterious old man in coir raincoat at the daytime auction who had great wealth, extraordinary magic power, and many scarce resources.
She expected that that person's strength and financial resources would be enough to get an invitation to this Nascent Soul Exchange Meeting.
Of course, there are also some monks who don't like this kind of exchange meeting, or have their own small circle, and will not come to participate even if they receive an invitation.
In fact, Fairy Bishui was not the only one looking forward to the arrival of the old man in coir raincoat.
Monks of the same generation who possess scarce resources and are generous and heroic are naturally popular at the Nascent Soul Exchange Meeting.
Moreover, at every Central Territory exchange meeting, Central Territory monks naturally have an advantage. Even if they cannot kill fat sheep from other places every time, they can often gain some advantage in the transaction.
…
It seems that the time for the Central Realm Nascent Soul Exchange Meeting to officially begin is approaching.
Just at the last moment.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In almost no particular order, the two escaping lights flew to the island in the middle of the lake where the exchange meeting was located.
"Zhenjun Lingyu has arrived!"
On the island in the middle of the lake, the Nascent Soul monks from all regions were silent for a moment, and then stood up to greet them.
Among them, a brilliant blue escaping light, like a star, faintly pulls the moon in the night sky and shakes the stars in the sky.
Buzz!
The starlight slowly faded away, revealing an unusually young silver-haired man wearing a star robe; his appearance could be described as a handsome boy, which was seriously inconsistent with his actual age.
He has stern facial features like marble sculptures, a perfect three-dimensional sense, and a pair of starry eyes with infinite depth. A light blue star mark appears on his forehead between his eyebrows, adding a bit of mystery and nobility.
True Lord Ling Yu did not release his spiritual pressure deliberately, but the Nascent Soul cultivators on the scene felt an inexplicable pressure coming from the entire sky and stars.
Even the giants in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who were already present were obviously suppressed by the force of Qi.
True Lord Lingyu ignored the arrival of True Lord Ai, True Lord Subduing Dragon, True Lord Thunder and others on the island in the center of the lake.
"Um?"
His sharp eyes subconsciously looked sideways and downwards.
The old man in coir raincoat who escaped almost at the same time was obscured by the stars' escaping light and had no sense of existence.
When did this old guy arrive?
I am one with the stars and the dark night, and you don’t even notice?
"Um?"
The old man in coir raincoat also had the same reaction, looking at True Lord Ling Yu with a slightly strange expression.
Lu Changan was secretly surprised, when did Ling Yu Zhenjun appear in the night sky, and he didn't notice it after hiding for so long?
Besides, is this guy sick? He had to appear at the last moment.
After the two said "hmm", their eyes met involuntarily, and they instantly noticed a similar hint of surprise in each other's eyes.