In response to what the middle-aged man named Shao said, Qin Fengming, who had regained his composure, nodded and said politely: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for informing me of such an important matter, but I wonder where the fellow Taoist who auctioned the Xuanhuang soil is at this time?"
Of course, Qin Fengming would not be excited anymore. He was sure at this moment that the monk who obtained the Mysterious Wasteland must have obtained some of the few remaining parts of the previous monk who had obtained a large amount of the Mysterious Wasteland.
Even if I go again at this time, I think I won't gain much.
However, although he knew that this might be the case, Qin Fengming still had the intention to go. This is due to human nature. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you will naturally feel uneasy.
"The Infant Transformation monk is in the auction hall at this time, but if fellow Taoist goes there, he can't get any other useful information, because he only found five grains of mysterious wasteland. At this point, fellow Taoist Feng of the auction hall has already used a secret method to test
The monk who transformed into an infant has been found. The area where he has searched for the Xuanhuangtu has also been made public by the monk who transformed into an infant. If you want to go, you can follow this jade slip map to find it in the Bizhan Mountains.
area."
Of course, the middle-aged man surnamed Shao knew why Qin Fengming was looking for the monk who transformed into an infant, so he directly told Qin Fengming what he was thinking without any hesitation. At the same time, a jade slip of a map was also sent to Qin Fengming.
"Is this map the map where the monk Huaying found the Xuanhuangtu?"
Naturally, Qin Fengming would not ask what method the monks in the auction hall used to find out whether the monk who transformed the infant was lying. With the help of the spiritual monks, there were naturally several ways to do it.
"Well, that's right. Twenty copies of this kind of map were auctioned in the auction hall. Shao also bought one. Now I'm giving it to fellow Taoist. I hope you gain something from it."
After the middle-aged man named Shao finished speaking, he and his wife left Shanqing Tower.
Looking at the jade map slip in his hand, Qin Fengming also hesitated greatly.
At this time, he could be sure that the Mysterious Wasteland being auctioned in the auction hall should be the remnants of the Mysterious Wasteland he had captured. Even if he went there, he would not get anything more.
But now that I have the jade slips in hand, it is not difficult to go and have a look.
The Kuangxiao Mountain Range is not very far from the Bizhang Mountain Range, only two to three million miles away. After thinking about it, Qin Fengming decided to go and investigate.
It would be best if he could choose a few grains of mysterious wasteland. Even if he gained nothing, there would be no loss for him.
Although there are only a few grains of Xuanhuang soil, the aura can still slightly enhance the power of the magic weapon. Qin Fengming is very convinced of this.
Otherwise, the auction hall will not accept the auction.
Qin Fengming did not stay in Kuangxiao Mountain for long. He left Shanqinglou and left Fangshi directly, flying towards the Bizhang Mountains.
He originally wanted to see the monk who transformed into an infant, and took out some treasures to ask him for some information, but after hearing the words of the middle-aged man named Shao, he gave up the idea. Since the monk dared to show up,
, what he knows has naturally been known to the monks of the auction hall for a long time.
Even if we find the monk, we won't get any exclusive news from him.
At this time, there are many things that Qin Fengming is eager to do, but it can be said that apart from refining a large number of elixirs, other things that can be completed in a short time, such as practicing secret arts and supernatural powers, are not suitable for him to do.
The Wanying City Alchemy Conference only lasted for the past five years, and it was enough to refine a batch of elixirs. Therefore, Qin Fengming decided to go to the Bizhang Mountains and then go to Wanying City to wait for the Alchemy Conference to start.
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It would certainly not take Qin Fengming long to travel millions of miles away.
After flying with all his strength, Qin Fengming appeared outside the Bizhan Mountains only an hour later.
The Bizhan Mountain Range is usually a dangerous place that only monks below the realm of transforming infants can enter, but at this moment, the figures of the Convergence monks and the Theosophy monks have appeared in the mountains.
The monk who auctioned the Mysterious Wasteland was obviously much more calm than the person who got a large amount of Mysterious Wasteland in the first place, because he was not under any mental pressure. He didn't have to worry about others taking action against him, because he didn't get much to begin with.
Just imagine that if you have a large number of heaven-defying magical materials, no one will feel at ease until the strength is enough to ensure that they are not lost. Naturally, no one would dare to openly put them up for auction.
Even if Qin Fengming was living in a different place, he might just hand it over to another monk and exchange it for a few pills suitable for him.
News from the world of cultivating immortals naturally spreads very quickly. Although only a few days have passed, the number of monks gathered in the Bizhang Mountains at this time has already numbered in the thousands.
Although most of these monks are people in the realm of infant transformation, spiritual and converging monks have also begun to come in a steady stream.
As can be seen from the introduction of the classics in the Bizhang Mountains, the energy aura above the peak of Huaying cannot be revealed. If huge energy fluctuations appear, you will be attacked by strange attacks.
The attack was extremely powerful and could kill a monk who was in the aggregation or even the realm of the gods.
Therefore, if Qin Fengming wants to enter it, he must restrain his own aura, and the energy that can be driven must also be the energy that the Yingying monk can have. If it exceeds the limit, he will also be attacked.
Living in the Bizhan Mountains, it can be said that the Infant Transformation monks are more suitable for survival than the Fusion and Theosophy monks.
Because they don't need to worry about their own attacks, they can give it a go. However, aggregation cultivators and spiritual cultivators must be careful about the attacks they launch to make sure that the energy contained in the attack exceeds the limit.
It is extremely common for people to fight against the Huaying monks and fall into the hands of the other party to gather and communicate with the gods.
And the more powerful a person is, the more likely he is to fall into this trap. According to the classics, the chance of a spiritual monk falling into this trap is much higher than that of an aggregation monk.
Standing outside the Bizhang Mountains, Qin Fengming's eyes flickered and he was thinking endlessly.
The objects he was fighting at the moment were all spiritual cultivators, so his attacks were naturally powerful. If he really fought with others, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to control his attacks at the realm of infant transformation.
After a little thought, Qin Fengming had already made a decision.
He turned around and headed towards a tall mountain peak. As he waved his hand, sword lights suddenly flashed out and slashed at the wall of the tall mountain peak.
Seeing Qin Fengming suddenly attacking the tall mountain peak alone, the monks around him stopped and looked at Qin Fengming curiously.
It didn't take much, and a flat stone wall with a height of more than ten feet and a width of several feet appeared on the mountain peak.
The sword in his hand flashed, and a line of huge writing suddenly appeared on the stone wall: "In exchange for the mysterious wasteland, ten pills for the Infant Transformation monks can be exchanged for ten Yuan-Building Pills, ten pills for the Polymerization monks can be exchanged for five Heavenly Demon Pills, and five pills can be exchanged for the Soul-Changing Monk.
Two golden elixirs."
As soon as the handwriting appeared, dozens of monks who had gathered around suddenly started to make a loud noise.
A grain of Xuanhuang soil is only the size of a grain of rice, and ten grains are not as big as a date core. It can be exchanged for such a large number of pills. This naturally surprised everyone.
Qin Fengming knew that the price of the grains of mysterious wasteland that had been auctioned in the auction hall was slightly different from the price he marked at this time. But for a monk, if he could redeem such pills nearby, he would naturally not go to the workshop again.
City auction.
It was precisely because he caught what the monks were thinking that he came up with such a method.
When he was in Xiaoshan City, he had refined elixirs for many monks, and naturally accumulated a large amount of elixirs and spiritual herbs in his hands. It was naturally very appropriate to take them out at this time.