An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

The two of them didn't go back to the inn, they just rested in the VIP backyard of Jubao Pavilion until the auction started. They each wore a ankle-length brown cloak with a hidden magic circle, and walked slowly into the underground hall of Jubao Pavilion.

This is where the auction will be held, and the attic made of five-element chaotic wood is surrounded to form a square well.Many monks have already sat down and used various spells to cover up their cultivation, aura, and appearance, for fear of being spied on.

There are also many monks who are frank by nature, or who are extremely confident, and they don't hide it at all, and release the tyrannical spiritual pressure, but it brings a lot of trouble to the people around them.

The auction stage is located in the square well, surrounded by countless comfortable square chairs, which can accommodate hundreds of people, and there are VIP boxes with the characters of sky, earth and herringbone surrounding the auction stage.

Lin Fangsheng handed over the invitation card to the servant, and after the servant saluted, he stretched out his hands to accept the invitation respectfully, glanced at it and said: "This is a VIP card, please sit down with me."

Then he led the two of them into the square well and took a seat south of the auction stage.

Lin Fangsheng made a huge sum of money, but he only got ordinary seats in the auction, not even the last-class herringbone box. It can be seen that in Dayuan City, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and capable people emerge in large numbers.

He was looking around when he suddenly felt warmth in his ears. It turned out that it was Yan Xie who was leaning towards his ears, with a handsome smile and a soft voice: "Brother changed his name to Yan and Lin as his surname. I'm really happy."

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help being at a loss for words, at that time he just made up a pseudonym to avoid revealing himself, but he never thought that Yan Xie had intentions and thought too far.

He couldn't help frowning and pushed him away: "There are so many people here, so don't make mistakes. What's more, this is not the other, why bother to think about it."

Yan Xie was just reluctant to part, sat back to the side, and looked around again, showing a bit of curiosity and frankness.

Not long after, the hundreds of seats around Fangjing were all filled up, the auctioneer and his subordinates also took their places on the stage, and said in a loud voice: "I respectfully invite Old Ancestor Qiu to become immortal."

There was a supreme coercion, silently, like mercury pouring down the ground, covering the entire auction house.

Those monks who were whispering all felt a chill go down their backs, they stopped sweeping their minds and kept silent.

The venue of hundreds of people was immediately silent.

The auctioneer saw that everyone was quiet, so he gave a brief introduction to this auction, and also said that there were a few rare fairy goods as the finale.

Afterwards, a nun congealing the pulse presented the first lot with a tray in her hand.

It was a box of dragon blood sand.

There are refining monks competing to bid.

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help frowning.

This dragon's blood sand is a precious material for refining weapons, but Wan Jianmen doesn't like it.This product is produced from the bottom of Shenglong Lake in Baohuan Mountain. When Baohuan Mountain opened, it has been collected countless times.

Just recalling those experiences in Baohuan Mountain, slaying the snake demon, entering Beiming, meeting the red dragon, all kinds of situations, but Lin Fangsheng was not willing to face them.

For a moment, he felt bloody dancing in front of his eyes, his spiritual power was disordered, and there were countless demon voices roaring in the sea of ​​consciousness, his face was strange, and he was full of ridicule.

I couldn't help but feel the tightness in my chest, and the smell of blood welled up in my throat, and I was about to spit it out.

It turned out that a demon was born.

Until a warm palm covered the back of the hand, an elegant voice pierced through the consciousness, like lightning splitting the chaotic clouds, and like thunder shaking the sky and ghosts.

Lin Fangsheng suddenly came back to his senses, only to feel that his clothes were covered with cold sweat.

Yan Xie's anxious and worried eyes fell on his face, and then turned from worry to joy, and sighed softly: "If Brother Fangsheng doesn't wake up again, I will have to risk my life to disrupt the order of the scene, and I will find someone to save you."

This auction house has the power of Huashen sitting in command, how could he, a mortal, be able to interfere.

Lin Fangsheng was annoyed at his recklessness, but also understood that he would be chaotic if he cared about it, but he just withdrew his hand, sat up a little, and said: "I have nothing to do, don't be reckless."

Yan Xie naturally only claims to be right.

While the two were talking, they heard a burst of exclamation from the people around them, and there was also a domineering sword intent spreading from the auction house.

It turned out that the auctioneer opened the storage jade box, revealing a piece of pitch-black ebony, which looks ordinary at first glance, but contains the mighty sword intent and the supreme truth of heaven and earth.

Lin Fangsheng also wondered: "Could it be..."

"Sunshine Black Elm!" A monk blurted out in surprise.

There are also countless monks who forgot even the great power of sitting in charge, their expressions were agitated, and they became riots.

It is rumored that Xiaori black elm, among the six realms, only grows in Wujie. There was an ancient golden fairy who broke the void, went to that realm, obtained black elm, and brought it back to the human world.

Rumor has it that this Howling Sun black elm is nourished by the fighting spirit of monks from the six realms, so the heavier the killing and the stronger the sword energy, the more lush and vigorous the plant will grow.The branches, leaves, and trunks are all made of endless sword intent, tyrannical and domineering, and can be the number one weapon in the world.

If this wood is refined, it will be the prestigious Sword God Spear, and it may not be its opponent.

Therefore, regardless of the coldness and pain of the sword, all the monks opened their eyes and fixed their eyes on the black ebony that was no more than the thickness of a finger and about an inch long, as if they were determined to win.

Lin Fangsheng naturally refused to let go of such a rare talent, so he couldn't help but sit up straight.

Seeing him like this, Yan Xie asked, "Brother Fang Sheng also took a fancy to this piece of wood?"

Lin Fangsheng nodded: "Exactly, this thing is very suitable for my way. If I can win it, I can wait for the alchemy."

In fact, there are other plans.Master's sword god spear has never been refined since Fengying Sword Immortal crossed the catastrophe. If this thing is combined with the sword god spear, it will definitely be able to achieve great success. opponent.

This is much more effective than Lin Fangsheng using it himself.

Yan Xie said: "I will help my brother take it down."

Lin Fangsheng looked at him sideways, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, not pretentious: "That's it, thank you in advance."

Yan Xie was about to tease, "Where are there so many courtesies between you and me", but when the auctioneer spoke, he attracted everyone's attention.

The auctioneer is explaining the auction method of Xiaori Black Elm.

"This item is rare, and the owner does not want to exchange some spirit stones, so the owner of the pavilion came up with a method of bartering, and exchanged the most precious items from all the guests. If you want to bid, please go to the secret room to register .”

As soon as this remark came out, many monks left the table and went to register.

Lin Fangsheng and Yan Xie also got up. There are countless secret rooms under the attic, and I don't know how to use the magical powers derived from the magic circle. There are so many people registering, and there is no crowd. One person is not afraid of revealing their secrets. The jade talisman records all the rare magic treasures produced one by one.

After entering the secret room, Lin Fangsheng pondered for a moment, and then took out the Xuanyin Panlong Sword. The transparent sword god's brilliance is bright, and the yin energy is soaked in the bones. It is the top grade of the fairy family.

When the young servant saw it, he immediately stood in awe and said: "The guest is really willing to part with it."

Lin Fangsheng smiled, his heart was nothing more than borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, let him finish recording and leave the secret room.

But Yan Xie was waiting outside the door. When he saw him coming, he smiled warmly and greeted him: "Sir."

Lin Fangsheng also nodded slightly and said, "Go back."

The two of them had warm smiles, handsome eyebrows, and a great understanding with each other. After talking, in the eyes of others, it was like a spring breeze.

After the registration is complete, the auctioneer begins to announce the bids.

First of all, there are twelve feathers of Yaoye Chicken, each root is golden and bright, and the recorded jade talisman can show the phantom of the treasure.

The Yaoye chicken is an eighth-order metal spirit bird. Only one feather turns golden yellow after a thousand years of growth. It is hard and is also a precious material for refining weapons.

There are also ten-thousand-year clear water silver thread fruits, each round, the size of a longan, the color is like sapphire, and nine silver threads are evenly scattered on the skin.

The auctioneer showed off these heavenly and earthly treasures and magic tools of the immortal family one by one, and the auction house was like a treasure appraising conference. The rare and rare treasures made people dizzy and dazzled.

As soon as the Xuanyin Panlong Sword came out, I heard the sound of breathing in all around.

The auctioneer was also very happy, and introduced in a loud voice: "This sword is made of Xuanyin crystal, which is extremely cold and cold in the extreme south of the Nanming Sea. Refined together with several scales, this sword is as strong as Yin, and the sword spirit is also vaguely formed, it is the top-grade spiritual sword of water attribute. Now that I can see it, my life is worthwhile."

In the auction house, the atmosphere was extremely warm.Many monks in ordinary seats, even if they got nothing after the auction, they still feel that this trip is worthwhile to see so many rare treasures one after another.

Lin Fangsheng also knew that this sword was precious, if it could be exchanged for Xiaori Black Elm, it would be worth it.

But the auctioneer took out another jade talisman, which shone with brilliance, reflecting the virtual image of a gorgeous pavilion.

The pavilion is only half a foot high, with a total of three floors, white jade railings, agate pillars, golden tiles, glazed windows, ruby ​​gargoyles, gray whalebone octagonal eaves, the whole body is full of jewels, and the aura is extraordinary.

I also heard the auctioneer's introduction: "This is the treasure of the Tianji Sect in the past. It is called Tianjing Pavilion. It is ten feet high. It can live inside and defend against enemies outside. The defensive circle has nine layers, which is the power of transforming gods." A full-strength attack can also be blocked. There are also twelve divine movement talismans, which can hide from the soil when encountering soil, and dive when encountering water. Although they can only travel a hundred miles a day, they can hide their whereabouts.

Although the Artifact Refining School also has the portable castle, but it is dead, and it has never had such a strong defense.

But even so, it is only a mediocre product.

Seeing everyone's indifferent reaction, the auctioneer added with a smile: "This Tianjing Pavilion has another advantage, that is, there is spiritual spring soil in the courtyard for planting and breeding, and it can also accommodate living things when it is carried around."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was moved.

A mere pavilion has magical powers like a mustard seed space. The Tianji faction is really a gathering of amazing talents and brilliant people. It is no wonder that there are no successors, and finally declined.

Seeing the intense reaction of the crowd, the auctioneer was unaware of the voices of admiration and discussion. This auction must have reached its climax.

Lin Fangsheng was also moved when he heard the words, but he was somewhat surprised and disappointed.

Among the treasures listed, there is no doubt that Tianjing Pavilion ranked first. In the end, he also missed the fate of the Xiaori Black Elm, but he didn't know who got it. In the future, he might be a master and a strong enemy.

Yan Xie was still there, and comforted him: "Brother, there is no need to worry, the outcome is yet to be known."

Before the words were finished, the auctioneer was overjoyed and said: "There is another treasure, today's guests, it is really a blessing."

All of a sudden, a warm radiance descended from the courtyard, like a dark and bright moon rising slowly from the sea tide, and sprinkled countless moon halos, like emperor's slurry, with layers of aura, like a surging tide.

It's just a virtual image simulated by the jade talisman, which is already so full of spiritual energy and infinite vitality, as if the spirit of the world and all things are compressed and contained in a small bullet.

Lin Fangsheng looked at the round, black and shiny bead the size of a human head, but his expression sank, and he turned to face Yan Xie's ever-changing gentle smile.