Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

"Use it as a one-time magic weapon?"

Zhou Qing's true energy fell from the top of his head, across his eyebrows, like a pearl, shining brightly, making his face hidden behind a golden color. He raised his eyebrows, stared at the nameplate, and reread the introduction on it.

"Indeed."

Bing Zheng stretched out his hand, and a stream of true energy shot out from his fingertips, falling down. The gilded color on the surface of the gilded spirit-breaking thorn became brighter, and strange inscriptions emerged, and an unprecedented sharp energy burst out.

For a moment, the treasure cover hanging on the table made a crisp sound like night rain hitting pear blossoms, and cracks appeared one after another, intermittently, as if it was about to split.

Bing Zheng retracted his true energy and said to Zhou Qing seriously, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of the power of the Gilded Soul-Breaking Thorn? When it is truly activated, the lethality will be more than ten times what it is now."

He paused, observing Zhou Qing's expression, and continued, "I see that fellow Daoist is full of vigor and golden light, and his metal skills must be extremely profound. If he uses it to control the Gilded Soul-Breaking Thorn, the lethality will be even stronger."

Zhou Qing's eyes moved, and he smiled and said, "Deacon Bing is so eloquent that I'm afraid you can persuade even iron and stone. The prosperity of the Immortal Market is not without reason."

Bing Zheng laughed and said "thank you" to cover up the embarrassment on his face.

He knew that he was too eager to sell this damaged spiritual weapon as soon as possible, and the other party saw it.

In this way, even if this spiritual weapon can be sold, the other party may lower the price.

But he didn't expect that the boy opposite him took another look and said directly: "Deacon Bing, I want this gilded soul-breaking thorn."

"Ah." Bing was stunned for three or five breaths before he reacted. He took out his Tiangong Pavilion deacon token, shook it gently, dispersed the treasure cover, and then took out the gilded soul-breaking thorn inside and handed it to Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing spread his sleeves, wrapped the gilded broken spirit thorn, and put it in his sleeves. His eyes flashed and he said, "Deacon Bing, this is my first time in Kunning Immortal City."

When Bingzheng heard this, he understood why the other party bought the gilded broken spirit thorn without bargaining. He said, "Daoyou, as a deacon of Tiangong Pavilion, although I don't have much ability, I have been in Kunning Immortal City for a long time and I know something."

This is what Zhou Qing wanted. He pondered for a moment and said what he saw on the road, saying, "Why are there so many disciples of Tianling Sect in Kunning Immortal City? I don't think they are here to trade."

Bingzheng didn't expect that the young man in front of him had such a keen eye that he could see this. He looked around and said, "The nearest Zhongxuan Sect to Kunning Immortal City should be Tianling Sect. Usually, disciples of Tianling Sect often come here."

Zhou Qing nodded as he listened.

The location of the immortal city is very important. Generally speaking, it will not be too close to a superpower. Although the Tianling Sect is a middle-level sect, its strength has been declining since the disaster, and it is now at the bottom of the middle-level sect. The style of the entire sect is mainly peaceful, and it will not expand aggressively.

As for the Tianling Sect visiting the Immortal Market, it is reasonable.

After all, as a middle-level sect, the Tianling Sect has many disciples, including outer disciples, inner disciples and true disciples. What they cannot get in the sect, they must ask for outside. The foundation of the Immortal Market is definitely not comparable to any sect, even the lower-level sect, but occasionally there are treasures flowing out, and if you are lucky enough to get them, it is an opportunity.

Bingzheng's voice gradually sank, and he said: "But compared with the past, there are indeed more disciples in the Tianling Sect recently."

Zhou Qing made a judgment and immediately said: "Are they looking for someone or something?"

"Looking for someone." Bingzheng's expression became solemn, and he said: "Although I don't know who they are looking for, but with such a big fanfare, I'm afraid they are pursuing a powerful person."

As he spoke, he was worried.

After all, places like Kunning Xianshi emphasize harmony and wealth, and they don't like any changes beyond their control that affect the stability of the situation.

"I see."

Zhou Qing nodded, and was relieved.

In his opinion, there must be something wrong with such a situation, but it is generally not a big deal.

As a member of the Xuanmen, he knows very well that if it is really a big deal, the sect will definitely arrange thundering means to eliminate the troubles in the fastest and most decisive manner.

Now only a few outer and inner disciples of the Tianling Sect are patrolling in secret, which means that the situation is under control within a certain small range.

Zhou Qing asked again, and saw that the Tiangong Pavilion Steward Bingjia in front of him didn't know who the Tianling Sect was looking for, so he walked around the Tiangong Pavilion and returned to his own incense house, waiting for the auction to begin.

Two days later, there were sounds of jade being struck outside. Zhou Qing, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes. He saw that in the copper pot hanging under the eaves, there was a sound of metal and iron, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger. Then, circles of brilliant golden halos expanded, as if they were real.

Zhou Qing looked at it and thought about it. He waved his hand and a flying book flew out of the copper pot. When he opened it, he saw that the auction was about to start.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing stood up, tidied his clothes, and pushed the door out.

At the door of the incense house, two boys were waiting. When they saw Zhou Qing coming out, they immediately saluted and said respectfully: "Shang Zhen, please follow us."

The auction was held in Fengjiang Tower, the core building in Kunningxian City. This building was built entirely of jade and had a two-story structure. The upper floor was an observation deck, which was extremely spacious.

Especially when night falls, the starry sky is vast, the clear light is like falling, the cold light is all over, and the water is viewed from below, and the colorful lights above are shining, reflecting a layered mysterious atmosphere.

At this time, on the upper level, except for a high platform that is as smooth as a mirror and square, there are floating Yaotais all around, with bead curtains hanging down, covering the inside, and it is not clear.

Zhou Qing entered a Yaotai in the west according to the arrangement of Kunning Xianshi. The Yaotai does not look big from the outside, but it is not cramped inside. There are wooden couches, jade tables, treasure tables, cabinets, and everything is well arranged.

There are maids waiting in the Yaotai. When she saw Zhou Qing coming in, she bowed slightly and said, "Shangzhen."

After that, she stood aside with her hands down, silent, waiting for Zhou Qing to speak.

Because some monks who participated in the auction liked to be quiet and would stay in the Yaotai alone, so they did not need maids to serve. On the contrary, some were willing to be served.

There was nothing important, so Zhou Qing still liked to be more comfortable, so after he sat on the cloud couch, he asked the maid to move and serve him tea and water. From time to time, he would also ask about the auction.

The maids who could be sent by Xian City to serve on the Yaotai of the auction not only had excellent appearance and temperament, but also had outstanding business ability. They could answer the routine questions raised by the participants in a whisper.

Zhou Qing asked questions while watching with his eyes.

As time passed, circles of light were shining on the Yaotai suspended in the air, with different colors and different atmospheres, but there was no doubt that people were entering and waiting for the auction to start.

"There are quite a few people."

Zhou Qing saw it and his eyes flashed.

He was not very clear about what treasures would appear in this auction, but he learned from Senior Brother Yu Wucheng that it should be related to Ningdan.

At this moment, there was a slight sound. On the square platform, a white light spread out like a fan. Behind it, colorful like a rainbow, swirling around, forming a gorgeous palace skirt, draped over the body, and a tall woman walked out.

The woman had a beautiful face and was amiable. Above her head, the Dansha Qi rose, a bright red, not as blazing as a flame, but as fresh as a maple leaf.

Behind her, followed four maids in red skirts, only a little shorter than her, with lively eyebrows and eyes.

"Shang Zhen." The maid who stayed on the Yaotai saw the five people appear, her face straightened, and whispered to Zhou Qing: "This auction will be hosted by Madam Heshun."

Madam Heshun is a top auctioneer in the entire Xian City, because she not only has the Danhua cultivation, but also the Xuan Gong she has cultivated makes her temperament outstanding and her voice unique, which is a great advantage.

Madam Heshun will not appear at ordinary auctions. Since she is hosting, there must be rare treasures at the auction.

Zhou Qing listened to the introduction of the maid beside him and looked down with interest. It seems that this Senior Brother Yu asked him to come to Kunning Fairy City and sold him a favor?

"Everyone." Madam Heshun said a few words briefly. Her voice did have a strange rhythm, like the pine wind in the mountains, fresh and elegant, and like the sound of springs under the forest, cleansing the stone bones. But her pronunciation was clear, so that anyone in Yaotai could hear it clearly, and said: "The auction begins."

"The first item."

After the auction started, the maids behind Madam Heshun came forward one by one, holding up the auction items with various utensils and introducing them.

Zhou Qing looked at it for a few times and did not move.

At the beginning of the auction, it should be just a warm-up. Not only was it introduced by the maid behind Madam Heshun, but the items taken out were also average.

However, although he didn't like it, it was obvious that it was mainly because he had a high vision, because after these items were taken out, they were quickly sold by people, and none of them were unsold. Moreover, the more people participated in the bidding, the higher the price was.

After seven or eight items were auctioned, the atmosphere on the platform gradually became hot, and the light on the platform also changed from cold to red, like a burning cloud, reflecting all around.

At this time, Madam Heshun stepped forward and clapped her hands. The maid behind her handed over a jade plate and gently lifted the red cloth covering it, revealing a magic weapon inside. It was shaped like a copper ring, engraved with countless flying patterns. When the skylight shone on it, it seemed real and illusory, like virtual and real, constantly changing.

Zhou Qing took a look and felt that his consciousness seemed to be stained with a layer of coldness. He was stunned for a moment, and then sat up straight.

There are really a lot of various things in this Kunning Immortal City.

The broken spiritual weapon that he had collected in Tiangong Pavilion before was one, and the one that was taken out at the auction in front of him also had strange power.