Chapter 154 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (40)

Blinking her eyes vigorously, Lu Zhuxuan smiled awkwardly, and denied herself: "Senior Brother Wang was abolished and imprisoned in the forbidden area long ago, so why did he appear here? It must be because the light here is too dim, I think Eyes gone."

Having said that, the doubt in the nun's eyebrows and eyes did not dissipate, but the traces became deeper.

Ma Yuanshan was silent for a few seconds, and finally she couldn't hold back and asked: "Junior Sister Lu, where did you see that monk who is very similar to Senior Brother Wang? To tell you the truth, I just entered during the day When I was in the city, I seemed to have seen such a person on the road."

"Huh?" Lu Zhuxuan was obviously a little surprised, then raised her finger and pointed to the stairs leading to the second floor: "The monk went up the stairs along with the rest of the people, but I didn't see it. Seeing his frontal face, I just feel that the profile looks familiar... In short, I can't tell what it is, I just feel that it looks like it and doesn't look like it."

"I've never heard Senior Brother Wang mention that he has Laoshizi's brothers and sisters before!"

Ma Yuanshan stretched her neck to look in the direction of her finger, but there was no one there long ago, and the stairs made of dark brown planks reflected a gloomy brilliance under the bright light on the auction platform.

At this time, the bidding caused by the beautiful rhinoceros in the arena has entered a fierce stage. A bearded casual cultivator in a robe full of patches shouted a high price of 180 top-grade spirit stones, and succeeded. This caused the huge auction house to fall into extreme silence.

Ma Yuanshan and Lu Zhuxuan, who couldn't figure out what was going on after discussing, were quickly attracted by the scorching scene, and temporarily put aside what they saw today, holding their breath and just waiting to see. Who will the beauty rhinoceros get?

Haiyao, on the other hand, seemed to be uninterested in this. While everyone else was concentrating on the auction stage, she raised her head slightly, and glanced over the VIP seats on the second floor one by one, and finally settled on one of them. In a half-open compartment.

Because a half curtain was hung at the entrance of the compartment, judging from the limited visibility, there were about five or six monks sitting inside. They were all dressed in pure black robes. The distance is too far and the light is too dark, those patterns are really difficult to recognize.

Wang Xiangxian...

Silently chewing the name repeatedly between her teeth, Haiyao began to rub the fingers of her right hand twice habitually. After a few seconds of silence, she stood up when the three people beside her were not paying attention, and left lightly. up.

After leaving the auction hall, she walked around to the back of the building, bent her fingers and tapped on an inconspicuous door five times, three short and two long.

creak-

After about two breaths of effort, the small door was pulled open from the inside, and an old man with a stooped waist and a full head of gray hair appeared in front of her eyes. The spiritual power fluctuations that belonged only to monks did not appear from his body. But the occasional flashes of light in those cloudy eyes are frightening.

"You..." The old man opened his mouth hoarsely, probably wanting to ask something.

Haiyao just smiled and took out a token made of unknown material from her bosom. The color was deep, black and not black, purple and not purple. The token was only the size of a palm, with a thin layer on top However, the four-sided relief effect was made with Seiko, and different patterns can be seen from different directions.

As soon as he saw this token, the old man shut his mouth immediately. After taking a deep look at the eyes of the girl in front of him, he suddenly lowered his head respectfully, and turned sideways to let out the road leading to the interior behind him. Deep corridor.

With a bang, the small iron door closed again, and at the same time Haiyao's figure disappeared.

After half an hour.

At this moment, the last item for sale had just been carried down, Ma Yuanshan turned her face to look at her junior sister who came back from the outside, and asked curiously: "Where did you go?"

These words also attracted the attention of Lu Zhuxuan and another female cultivator. Under the eyes of the three of them who were "thirsty for knowledge", Haiyao responded without guilt: "Probably Qing Xiu is used to it. It’s hard to avoid being in the same room with so many people, and I’m not interested in what they sell, so I went out to get some air.”

"I just found out that there is a wonton stall not far from here that looks good. After the auction is over, why don't we try it?"

The three people who were successfully diverted their attention didn't find anything wrong at all, and they all nodded in agreement. Lu Zhuxuan even pulled her excitedly and began to describe the lively scene of the bidding for the few items just now. .

"My God, a high-grade Tianxuan sword was sold for a high price of more than 1000 high-grade spirit stones. I really wonder how they are so rich!" It seemed that she could still find a little sadness in the corners of her brows and eyes, obviously thinking of the miserable situation where she had to hesitate for a long time even for a deposit of a middle-grade spirit stone.

Ma Yuanshan smiled and comforted: "In the world of comprehension, strength represents wealth. Junior sister Lu, you are still young, and it is right to improve your cultivation right now. With your aptitude, I am afraid that in the future, you will only spend more money on spiritual stones." And worry about it!"

"Senior Sister Ma is right, and you don't know how those casual cultivators got their money. It's not a good life to lick blood with the tip of a knife all day long, and what you're after after a hidden disease is nothing more than an improvement in cultivation. That's all. However, Senior Sister Lu, you never have to worry about these things."

What Haiyao said is true, there are no sects for those casual cultivators who will distribute cultivation resources to them at a fixed time, so they can only take risks to undertake some entrustments to earn some spirit stones, and the spirit stones saved are basically used Those who are interested in buying pills, spiritual tools, etc., have been busy for a long time, isn't it just to improve their own strength?

"Furthermore, this kind of activity costs tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones. Basically, it will not be casual cultivators, and most of them are sent by big sects. Those big sects have deep foundations, so how can they take this little money in their eyes? ?”

"I see." Lu Zhuxuan nodded ignorantly, her mind was pure, and when the next item for sale appeared, she quickly forgot about it completely.

"Everyone is right today. The next item for sale was not on the auction list tonight, but it happened that someone entrusted this item to He Shan Tang for sale. Day, I think fellow Taoists will be interested." The thin man on the stage first deliberately showed off his mystery, and then turned his head to signal the buddy to bring the things up.

It was a very ordinary looking wooden box, the box was not big, looking slender in shape, most of the things contained in it were spiritual plants and the like.

"This box contains a nearly ten thousand-year-old hell horse face flower. Due to the characteristics of the hell horse face flower, it is not convenient for us to show it on stage, but please believe that our He Shan Tang , there will be no mistake." The bidder said this, shaking his head triumphantly: "The auction starts with five hundred high-grade spirit stones, and now you can bid!"

What responded to him was a burst of discussion.

Lu Zhuxuan, who was sitting at the back, stared round in confusion: "What kind of spiritual plant is more valuable than the high-grade spiritual weapon just now? Hell horse face flower, why have I never seen this kind in the library of our Jiuxiaozong?" Lingzhi?"

Ma Yuanshan also shook her head silently, the sect master's closed disciples had never heard of it, so how could an ordinary inner disciple like her know?
For some reason, the three of them looked at Haiyao beside them at the same time with a tacit understanding.

The corners of Haiyao's mouth twitched slightly when she saw this, and she didn't intend to go into too much detail: "I have traveled outside these years, and I have indeed heard of this kind of spiritual plant. A great help."

Lu Zhuxuan became more and more puzzled, turned her eyes back to the stage again, and muttered: "Concentrate and calm down? Then it's better to eat Jingxi pill! You can buy a Jingqi pill with a dozen or so lower-grade spirit stones." Xidan, isn’t it much more affordable than this expensive and rare spiritual plant that I have never heard of? Even if this spiritual plant is powerful and lasts for a long time, it is five hundred high-grade spiritual stones! It’s just Starting price!"

Judging from what she saw and heard tonight, no one can buy thousands of high-grade spirit stones.

"Maybe there are other great uses, but we don't know that's all." When Haiyao said this, her expression was somewhat meaningful.

Of course, the effect of Hell Horse Face Flower is not only for calming the mind, but the true effect of this kind of spiritual plant is exactly the opposite of its terrifying name. It can help monks resist the invasion of demons, and it can also repair broken spiritual roots .

The most important point is that the Hell Horse Face Flower can be used to refine Qianxing Pills. According to legend, Qianxing Pills can help Moxiu defend the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, so that the soul will not be attacked by magic skills.

As we all know, the speed at which demon cultivators improve their cultivation is on average several times faster than that of orthodox monks of the same level. The disadvantage of this rapid improvement of cultivation is that the monk himself will eventually be bewitched and become a bloodthirsty, cruel and ruthless person. The monster of human emotion.

As long as Moxiu takes the Qianxing Pill made from the Hell Horse Noodle Flower, there is a certain chance that he will be able to break away from the control of the Mogong, and even stand up and take charge of singing, which in turn controls the Mogong.

Of course, there are now fewer and fewer monks who know about the pill of Qianxing Pill. It can be said that since the magic cultivators in the Kyushu mainland disappeared, even the news related to the magic cultivators has become a so-called secret. Few people will mention it.

The reason why Haiyao was able to know this was thanks to the well-informed and well-informed Fatty Wang, who met this Hell Horse Noodle Flower a few years ago.

At that time, she didn't know why she had to take the risk to keep this thing, but time proved that her original choice was not wrong.

At this moment, there was finally some movement from the compartment on the second floor that she had noticed before, and then there was a questioning voice: "What? Is the reputation of your Heshantang so valuable? If you don't open the things, what?" Are you sure it’s the Hell Horse Face Flower inside?”

coming.

Haiyao frowned, and the expression on her face became even more unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)

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