To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

After Huangfu Wuqin's visit, Kong Jiao lost interest in continuing to read the prescriptions. He clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head to go find Cong Yun for a drink.

In the past few days, he finally caused the iron cock monk to bleed several times. Every time he saw himself, Cong Yun would subconsciously cover his money bag.

It has been a long time since I came to the Imperial City from Yun.

The monk had no intention of leaving, so he shamelessly stayed in the princess' mansion.

Of course Kong Jiao will not drive him away.

Anyway, my master's wife has said that no matter how long the monk stays, there are plenty of vacant rooms in the princess mansion.

time flies.

It has been more than ten days since Zaifu Qiaoqiao left the imperial city. Counting the time, Kong Jiao should have arrived at Tianquan Sword Sect.

With his own reputation and the previous intersection between the two in the wilderness, Zaifu Qiaoqiao is bound to gain Shangguan Yuzhou's trust.

"I just hope that senior brother will listen to the advice well this time." Kong Jiao thought this way.

There are less than three days left before the Xunyu Pavilion auction begins.

Manager Ma finally bought the Third Grade Danfang Fengchun Spirit Medicine from the descendants of the medical officer and delivered it to Kong Jiao's courtyard in person.

Kong Jiao took the elixir recipe and counted the Spirit Medicine required for refining one by one, and came up with a price that gave him a toothache.

The cost of refining one batch of Spirit Medicine this spring is as high as eight or nine thousand, nearly tens of thousands of spirit crystals.

In other words, if he makes one mistake, Kong Jiao will face a loss of nearly 10,000 spiritual crystals.

Kong calculated that all the money he had, plus the balance from the auction, might only be enough to refine three or four furnaces.

"Alchemy master is such a money-burning path. No wonder Third Grade alchemy masters are so rare in large sects."

"It was completely smashed out with spiritual crystals."

Kong Jiao once again had a financial crisis.

Kong Jiao didn't have a bottom line on the success rate of Third Grade elixirs. He estimated that even with the blessing of the Black Tortoise furnace, it would only be around 30%.

In other words, under normal circumstances, he can refine one pot out of three pots.

"That is, the cost is 30,000 to 40,000, which is comparable to the price of buying a Third Grade elixir."

"It's a bet!"

Kong Jiao gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try.

If he can succeed once, it will be much easier for him to refine the Third Grade elixir in the future.

It’s just that he doesn’t have that much money yet to purchase the Spirit Medicine needed to refine Fengchun Spirit Medicine.

We can only wait silently for the day of the Xunyu Pavilion auction.

Finally, three days later, under the intense attention of the imperial city's dignitaries, the monthly auction of Xunyu Pavilion officially began.

Kong Jiao ended his day's practice early in the morning and went out to Xunyu Pavilion.

Xunyu Pavilion is a famous treasure place in Tianqi, and there is an endless stream of guests coming here on weekdays.

Today it is even more crowded.

Luxurious cars almost filled the spacious road outside Xunyu Pavilion.

Being able to have a car to travel in this imperial city not only symbolizes wealth, but also symbolizes status.

Kong Jiao saw several figures in luxurious royal costumes walking out of the car from a distance.

You Peng, deputy master of Xunyu Pavilion, was already waiting at the gate of Xunyu Pavilion, receiving the dignitaries with a warm smile.

His conversation was as refreshing as ever, his smile was warm, and he was not flattering in any way because of the visitor's status.

Kong Jiao glanced at it from a distance and exclaimed: "The auction in Xunyu Pavilion is so lively. Several royal nobles such as princes and princesses have come."

He then blended into the crowd, and after the notable nobles had entered, he slowly walked towards the entrance of Xunyu Pavilion.

After showing the Xunyu Pavilion waist badge engraved with the word "yu" in front of the gate guards, he stepped inside.

When he passed by You Peng, he was seen by the deputy master of Xunyu Pavilion.

He immediately smiled and nodded, which was regarded as saying hello.

Kong Jiao also nodded slowly and returned the salute without any trace. The two of them tacitly understood each other and did not talk.

Firstly, it’s because You Peng has too many people to greet, and it’s inevitable that some of them will not be well received.

Secondly, Kong Jiao didn't have the intention to talk to her, he still had some discernment.

The auction venue is on the right side of the Xunyu Pavilion main hall, an empty and confined space guarded by a powerful formation.

Only those holding Xunyu Pavilion tokens can enter.

A yellow crystal the size of a human head hung high on the top of the space, emitting soft light and illuminating the huge venue.

Those distinguished guests will naturally not be in this hall, but in a separate VIP room on the second floor of the auction house.

Kong Jiao glanced around the hall of the venue and found that all the people with status were on the second floor. Those who could appear in the hall were not very important people, most of them were monks in the realm of ascending the wheel.

There are even monks in the Wheel-Nurturing Realm.

Kong Jiao was thinking about whether to find a corner and wait for the auction to start.

A passionate voice suddenly sounded from the left side of where he stood.

"Master Bingpo, here, here!"

"Huh?" Kong Jiao heard someone calling him by his nickname and subconsciously turned his gaze over.

But he saw a handsome young man holding a folding fan and waving to him from a seat not far away from him.

Kong Jiao's eyes glanced at his face, feeling a little confused at first.

Obviously he didn't know this boy.

However, Brother Shenglun had a photographic memory, and soon he found the memory related to the young man's figure in his mind, and said in astonishment: "It's him!"

The night when he and Shangguan Yuzhou first came to the imperial city and prepared to leave overnight.

That was the night he was intercepted by the four major armies of the Forbidden Army.

There was a handsome young man who kept chattering in a formation barrier not far from the street with a loud voice.

At that time, Kong Jiao was too busy confronting the four major armies and ignored him, let alone having any interactions with him.

People who didn't know him looked at his enthusiastic look and thought he and Kong Jiao were old acquaintances.

But since he had already said hello, Kong Jiao couldn't help but smile, so he could only return the greeting with a smile, and then continued to leave.

The young man looked familiar and followed him without any surprise.

Kong Jiao sat in the corner near the left. He also ran over and sat down against Kong Jiao.

This made Kong Jiao frown and glance at him.

This young man has a slender figure but big eyes. He always has a smile on his face. As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person with your hand, but it makes Kong Jiao difficult to get angry.

The young man didn't realize that there was anything wrong with him. He cupped his hands somewhere and introduced generously: "Young Master Bingpo, I'm Bai Xiaoyuan, I saw with my own eyes your fierce battle with the Fourth Unified Army. of."

"Master Bingpo's methods are really impressive."

Kong Jiao simply ignored those polite words and captured the key message.

"Surname Bai?"

In Tianqi, especially in the imperial city, everyone who can be associated with the word "white" is not a relative of the emperor.

Obviously, the identity of this young man must not be simple.

But he did not appear on the second floor, but in the hall of the venue, which proved that his status was not yet at the level of a prince.

Kong Jiao's eyes scanned his body and found that although he was tightly dressed and his voice was well disguised, there was no Adam's apple unique to men on his neck.

Kong Jiao saw through the poor disguise at a glance, and then thought to himself: "Female."

Kong Jiao didn't reveal the truth, smiled gently, and returned the favor: "It turns out to be Mr. Bai, you're polite."

"Be polite! Be polite!" Bai Xiaoyuan said two polite words in a row with a smile.

Then he lowered his voice mysteriously and asked: "I heard that Mr. Bingpo went to the Imperial City Division to receive the reward. It is said that you killed a ghost spirit and two fetal light shaman cultivators in Quanzhou with one person. "

"Is this true?"

At first, Kong Jiao doubted whether Bai Xiaoyuan had any purpose in approaching him.

After hearing her sputtering questions, most of them were groundless questions, and then I realized that this girl was here to gossip.

He immediately rubbed his eyebrows with a dumbfounded expression, and sighed to Bai Xiaoyuan: "Mr. Bai, please don't affect others."

"Oh!" Bai Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, seeming to think Kong Jiao was right, and then sat up straight.

Just when Kong Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and thought he had finally calmed down, Bai Xiaoyuan's excited voice sounded in his ears again: "So what state is Master Bingpo in now? Can you beat the second prince?"

This Bai Xiaoyuan actually transmitted the sound into the secret, as if he had ascended to the wheel of cultivation.

Kong Jiao's face twitched. The Bai Xiaoyuan's temperament in front of him reminded him of an acquaintance, Zhou Shangxiang's niece, Zhou Tingyu. (End of chapter)