A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li was sitting in a remote corner of the hall, looking coldly at the front of the hall, which was more than a hundred feet away. A middle-aged man wearing a soap robe was holding a light yellow crystal stone and briefly introduced it.

"Turmeric crystal is produced in the desert of western southern Xinjiang. It can only be found in the sand thousands of feet below. The material is extremely hard and can hold a large amount of earth-attribute aura. It is an excellent material for refining earth-control magic weapons. . The base price of this item is eight thousand spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand." The monk in charge of the auction was a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk. His voice was neither hasty nor slow, nor did he make any extravagant words.

But this is normal. If a low-level monk is watched by hundreds of Yuanying-level monks at the same time, the huge invisible pressure is enough to take away his mind and make him unable to speak at all.

Han Li took a closer look and found out that this person was at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul. Without finding any late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators at the auction, he could be said to be the highest-level monk in the palace. Therefore, no one would dare to cause trouble in this auction.

Although this piece of turmeric crystal is a good material for refining earth-attribute magic weapons, there was no enthusiastic bidding. Only three or four people outbid the price a few times, and it was sold to an unknown monk for twelve thousand. The spirit stone was taken.

The auction of other items below is also proceeding tepidly.

Han Li sat on a chair and watched all this, with an unusually calm look on his face. It was no surprise.

This auction will last for several days. Naturally, the things brought out on the first day cannot be very good. Although these materials are relatively rare compared to ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, they can also be collected outside auctions as long as they are willing to spend time. Therefore, except for those who really need it, most people in the palace will not fight for this thing. But in the end, I will bring out a few good things today to arouse everyone’s interest in continuing to participate in the auction on the second day.

With this thought in his mind, Han Li naturally did not put his mind on the auction. He just lazily paid attention to the many Nascent Soul monks in the temple. Although these people were only a small part of the top-level monks of the Great Jin Dynasty, they represented the Great Jin Dynasty. There are forces of different sizes, both good and evil.

What caught his attention the most were the three great monks with shiny heads sitting in the middle of the hall.

Of these three monks, one was as skinny as a stick, the other had a fat head and big ears, and the last one had kind eyebrows, kind eyes, and a long, snow-white beard. The three of them were all dressed in gray monk robes, with their heads lowered and their eyes lowered, looking like accomplished monks.

This was Han Li's first time seeing a high-level monk from the Buddhist sect, so he naturally took a second look. As a result, the oldest-looking old monk sitting in the middle immediately looked in the direction of Han Li. , although his eyes were calm and warm, Han Li couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.

This old monk's spiritual consciousness is so sensitive that Buddhism can keep pace with Taoism and Confucianism in the Great Jin Dynasty. Sure enough, he has some ghost skills.

Han Li did not want to innocently arouse hostility, so he immediately withdrew his consciousness and showed a nonchalant look on his face.

After the old monk turned his eyes to Han Li, his expression returned to its original appearance without changing.

In addition to these monks, there are many other strange-looking monks in the main hall. Han Li secretly compared the information he had on the various forces in the Great Jin Dynasty and verified them one by one, trying to remember these people as much as possible. Maybe it will be of some use in the future.

As items were taken away one by one, time passed little by little. Just as Han Li expected, some rare treasures finally began to appear near the end of the stage. The monks who were originally calm immediately became commotion. stand up.

After several treasures were in fierce competition and sold for astonishingly high prices, the atmosphere suddenly became a little heated. After all, most Nascent Soul level monks would not care to spend more spirit stones for what they need. Otherwise, missing this opportunity and relying on them to collect and find it by themselves may not be a matter of time.

"A piece of ink gold, weighing three kilograms and four taels. It is a rare material for refining. The base price is thirty thousand spirit stones. The price increase must not be less than two thousand." The rarer the treasure, the simpler the explanation given by the middle-aged monk who presided over the auction was. . At this moment, he held a jade plate in his hand, on which was placed a piece of strange metal that was as black as ink, but with a hint of golden light flashing.

Han Li, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly tensed up when he heard this, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The required materials appeared so quickly, which was beyond his expectation. He has been looking for the material Mo Jin for a long time, but has been unable to acquire it.

"Thirty-six thousand"

"forty thousand"

"Forty-five thousand spiritual stones"

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Mo Jin's reputation is really not small, and more people know the goods. Before Han Li made a bid, the auctioneers on the stage glanced at each other and saw that several high bids had already been quoted.

Han Li frowned when he heard this, but he didn't rush to bid. Since he was bound to get this item, he might as well wait until the price reached the highest point before fighting for it.

When an unknown monk fetched a high price of 60,000 spirit stones for this piece of black gold, the few people who were still following closely stopped.

"Sixty-five thousand"

Han Li pointed at the jade sign in front of him, and after the light flashed on it, he quoted a price.

"Sixty-seven thousand spirit stones" The man seemed to really need this thing. After some hesitation, he still outbid Han Li.

"Seventy thousand." Han Li's voice was emotionless.

This time, the bidding monk fell silent. Even though Mojin was rare, seventy thousand spirit stones was too high, so he immediately gave up decisively.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly and said,

The middle-aged monk who was in charge of the auction in front was very satisfied when he saw that this thing had sold for such a high price. But he still repeated the price twice as usual. Just when he was about to confirm the success of the auction after asking for the third time, another cold voice of increasing the price suddenly came.

"Seventy-five thousand"

Han Li and the middle-aged monk in charge of the auction were stunned, and most of the other monks in the auction house were also surprised.

"Eighty thousand"

Han Li immediately returned to normal and spoke without thinking.

"Eighty-two thousand" the person made another bid quietly. This man was actually like Han Li, looking as if he was determined to get this thing.

This time, not only did Han Li's expression change slightly, but the other monks couldn't help but glance over.

I saw where everyone was looking, waiting in the main hall, a monk whose whole body was shrouded in light black mist was sitting there quietly. He couldn't see his true face, but judging from his vaguely visible clothes, he seemed to be an old man.

Han Li was puzzled, but he had no intention of spending any more time with the other party. His face darkened, and he suddenly said a price that shocked the hearts of all the monks in the room.

"Twelve Thousand Spiritual Stones"

As soon as the price was announced, all the other monks in the temple had strange expressions on their faces. This amount of spiritual stones can buy a good ancient treasure, far exceeding the normal price of Mojin.

After a commotion, many cultivators couldn't help but glance in Han Li's direction.

But Han Li, who had changed his appearance, was just a yellow-faced monk who looked sick, so naturally no one would recognize him.

Han Li also turned a blind eye to the others, always paying attention to every move of the old man shrouded in black energy.

The old man was obviously shocked when he heard the high price. If possible, he would definitely offer a higher price to compete with Han Li for Mo Jin. But according to his information, there is another more important material that will appear below. If he spends so many spiritual stones, he is not sure that he can securely obtain another material. Then the losses will be even greater. Moreover, seeing that the other party raised the price to such a high level in one breath, it was obvious that he would not give up easily.

After some calculation in his mind, the old man finally stopped bidding.

So this material finally fell into Han Li's hands.

But in this way, Han Li and the old man naturally attracted the attention of interested people.

But Han Li was okay. He was just sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. It seemed that after Mo Jin got it, he was no longer interested in other things.

However, the old man was looking for a rarer material called "Lihuo Sand" below. After fighting with a large group of monks who were all interested in this material, he actually bought it for a high price of more than 200,000 yuan. in hand.

The old man acted so generously, which naturally attracted more attention.

This is not to say that the old man was the monk who spent the most spiritual stones in this auction.

The last auction of high-level ancient treasures, elixirs for improving cultivation, and several other treasures cost around 200,000 to 300,000 yuan each. But spending only more than 200,000 yuan to purchase a kind of weapon refining material is still reminiscent of Pianpian, and it is not something that ordinary monks can do.

After the auction ended on the first day, Han Li left the auction house among the monks, but at the exit of Fangshi, the Yinluo Sect monks had long since disappeared and seemed to have given up.

Han Li smiled casually and left Fangshi calmly, heading towards his residence.

What Han Li didn't know was that the old man shrouded in black energy quietly appeared in an inconspicuous house somewhere in Jinjing when he came to Fangshi. The old man from the Ye family with a black crown was actually waiting for this person in one of the rooms.

When he saw the old man Wu Guan, who was participating in the auction, he handed over the bag of "Lihuo Sand" that was auctioned without saying a word.

I already know about the "Mojin" thing. Thank you, Taoist friend Gao, for this trip. I didn't expect that someone would pay such a high price for this object. Otherwise, I would have asked fellow Taoists to bring more spiritual stones. Fortunately, there will be people exchanging this thing at the underground auction house a few days later, otherwise it would be really troublesome. I have inquired about the exchange materials and prepared them for fellow Taoists. I'll have to trouble fellow Taoists to go there then. "As soon as the old man Wu Guan took the materials, he said with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Yun Yi really gave me too many spirit stones at once. I'm afraid Gao won't be able to hold it back. This time it was just an accident. It stands to reason that the spirit stones prepared in advance are more than enough. I will know about the underground trade fair in a few days. In the past." The old man surnamed Gao replied with a dry laugh.

"Fellow Taoist Gao is doing his work, so I can rest assured. This is the elixir I prepared for you. After this matter is over, the number of elixirs will be doubled." The old man Wu Guan nodded with satisfaction and took out one from his storage bag. The jade box was handed to the other party.

"Okay. Fellow Taoist is so trustworthy, I should do my best in the past few days." The old man surnamed Gao checked the elixir in the box with great joy, nodded with satisfaction, and then took a cup from the old man Wu Guan. With a storage bag full of spiritual stones and a jade slip containing information about the materials to be auctioned tomorrow, he said goodbye and left.

(First update!)

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