After Huang Yin determined that Lin Xuan's cultivation was unfathomable, he wisely welcomed him.
With him leading the way, Lin Xuan and the green-robed scholar walked deep underground along the stone steps.
A cave came into view. It was extremely wide, with a height of seven or eight feet. Lin Xuan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and was slightly surprised. This Qi Jue Tian was really generous!
"Senior, this is it."
Lin Xuan looked around and saw hundreds of monks gathered in the center of the cave. It seemed that this trade fair was indeed quite large.
"Senior, please help yourself. I have to go to fetch other fellow Taoists, so I'll take my leave now." Huang Yin kept a respectful posture while talking to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan had no intention of staying in trouble and waved his hand. Huang Yin quickly disappeared without a trace as if he had been granted amnesty.
Lin Xuan didn't take it seriously and walked towards the crowd.
There, there is a high platform, which was built using the magic of turning mud into stone. Similarly, a lot of seats were also made below using this magic. Although it looked a little crude, no one would care.
Lin Xuan's arrival also attracted many people's attention. After all, most of these hundreds of people are still cultivators in the foundation-building stage, and there are only a handful of masters in the core-condensing stage.
Therefore, after discovering him, a beautiful maid immediately came up to him, and was led to the front of the high platform amidst the eyes of those around him that were intertwined with awe and jealousy.
Not only does it have the best viewing angle, but the few seven or eight seats are not shoddy goods made with magic, but are carved from sandalwood and are extremely exquisite.
There was even spiritual tea and a small plate of fruits on the small coffee table in front of him.
This kind of treatment is obviously completely different from that of the monks in the foundation-building period later.
Lin Xuan sat down on the only empty chair. The other seven were occupied, six men and one woman. This ratio is not surprising. Women are cultivating immortals, except for a few geniuses. Generally speaking,
, far more difficult than men, and it is quite common in the foundation building stage. There are really very few people who can successfully condense the elixir.
They also saw Lin Xuan. Naturally, they didn't know each other, and their attitudes were even more different.
Some smiled and nodded, seemingly friendly, while some had their nostrils turned upward, as if they were repelling people thousands of miles away...
Some are full of hostility and don't even hide it at all.
Some don't care at all...
Lin Xuan remained calm, and half an hour passed quickly.
Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar jumped onto the high platform. He raised his hands and clasped his fists around him: "Welcome to all of you to participate in my Qi Jue Heaven and Earth Auction. The following Haipeng. Now the invited colleagues have already
Nine times out of ten, the rest may have something to do temporarily, so we won’t wait for them. If you have no objections, the auction will begin now.”
The monks below had already been waiting impatiently. Naturally, no one had any objections and cheered repeatedly. Lie Haipeng nodded to a female monk next to him.
The female cultivator was tall and beautiful. Although she was only at the spiritual stage, she attracted the attention of many people.
However, those who were interested focused on the tray she was holding, which was covered with a red cloth.
Lin Xuan remained calm. He scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and was secretly surprised that he could not find out what the ground covered was. It seemed that this red cloth was not an ordinary thing.
There were even more screams of surprise all around. Apparently, many monks had the same thoughts as Lin Xuan, and without exception, they all hit the wall.
Lie Haipeng's face showed a hint of pride, "Fellow Taoists, I will now auction the first item: the best spiritual weapon."
The ultimate spiritual weapon?
After listening to Lie Haipeng's words, leaving aside the previous monks in the Condensation Stage, naturally no one showed any concern. Even the remaining monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, most of them were somewhat disapproving.
After all, although the best spiritual weapons are rare, they are not that extraordinary. They often appear in large markets. As long as there are enough crystal stones, acquiring them is not a difficult task.
Maybe this was just an appetizer. Everyone turned their eyes away. Lie Haipeng saw everyone's reaction clearly. There was no surprise on his face, nor was he disappointed. He looked confident.
He stretched out his hand and uncovered the red cloth on the tray, revealing a small blue sword on it.
"Fellow Taoists, please listen to me. This blue ice sword is extraordinary. It was refined by monks in ancient times and has been passed down for millions of years."
Ancient spiritual weapon?
Only then did everyone become more interested, and many of the foundation-building monks had already begun to listen.
"And its maker should have successfully condensed the elixir. According to Lie's speculation, the senior should have collected some remaining materials after refining the natal magic weapon, so he refined the blue light sword spiritual weapon. The copper essence in it,
The proportion of jade mother is no less than 50% of the entire sword.
This time, in addition to Lin Xuan and the other seven or eight cultivators of the Core Condensation Stage, the rest of the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators also had expressions of emotion on their faces. After all, although this sword does not fall out of the category of a spiritual weapon, after adding magic weapon materials,
Regardless of its hardness, sharpness, or power, it is far beyond comparison with ordinary spiritual weapons.
"rise!"
Lie Haipeng was very satisfied with the progress of the matter. He pointed at the flying sword on the tray, and the blue light sword immediately floated.
Then when he closed his hands and separated them again, a ball of scorching white flame suddenly ignited between his palms.
It’s really hot!
This line of Haipeng has already reached the Dzogchen stage of cultivation, so the innate fire has naturally reached the level of perfection.
With a gentle push, the flame immediately enveloped the blue ice sword. However, at the next moment, something wonderful happened. The blue ice sword flashed with cold light. Not only was it unscathed, but it froze the white flame.
"Huh?"
This time, even the short and fat monk sitting next to Lin Xuan had a look of emotion on his face. The Ice Frozen Innate Real Fire, it is quite normal for a magic weapon to have such ability, a spiritual weapon?
Sure enough, there are some ghostly ways.
"The price for this blue ice sword is two thousand crystal stones, and each bid must not be less than fifty."
Almost as soon as Lie Haipeng finished speaking, the monks below started fighting fiercely.
"two thousand."
"Two thousand and fifty."
"Two thousand one."
"Two thousand one hundred and five."
…
Amidst the rising and falling voices, the price soared, and was finally acquired by a young man in the middle stage of foundation building for a sky-high price of 3,500.
Although this person's cultivation level can only be considered average here, he appears to be wealthy and wealthy. It seems that there is someone with certain power behind him.
After the first auction item was over, the interest of other people was completely aroused. According to the convention, the items at the end of the auction are more precious. The first appetizer was so extraordinary, but the items at the end were