After Huangfu Wuqin's visit, Kong Jiang no longer had the interest to continue looking at the prescriptions. He clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head to go have a drink with Cong Yun.
In the past few days, he finally caused the iron cock monk to bleed several times. Whenever 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.
Kong Ji will naturally not drive him away.
Anyway, my wife said that no matter how long the monk stays, there are plenty of vacant rooms in the princess mansion.
Time passes.
More than ten days have passed since Zaifu Qiaoqiao also left the imperial city. Kong Ji counted the time and she 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 Jiang thought this way.
There are less than three days left before the Xunyu Pavilion auction begins.
Manager Ma finally bought the third-grade elixir Fengchun elixir that Kong Jiang had been waiting for from the descendants of the medical officer, and personally delivered it to Kong Jiang's courtyard.
Kong Ji took the elixir recipe and counted out the elixirs needed for refining one by one, and came up with a price that gave him a toothache.
The cost of refining one furnace of this Fengchun elixir is as high as eight or nine thousand, nearly ten thousand spiritual crystals.
In other words, once he makes a mistake, Kong Jiang will face a loss of nearly 10,000 spiritual crystals.
Kong Zhen calculated that all his money plus the balance from the auction might only be enough to refine three or four furnaces.
“Alchemy master is really a money-burning path. No wonder third-grade alchemy masters are so rare in large sects.”
“It’s completely made with spiritual crystals.”
Kong Chi once again had a financial crisis.
Confucius has no idea about the success rate of third-grade elixirs. He estimates that even with the blessing of Xuanwu Furnace, it is only about 30%.
In other words, under normal circumstances, he can refine one pot out of three pots.
"That is, the cost of thirty thousand to forty thousand, which is equivalent to the price of buying a third-grade elixir."
"It's a bet!"
Kong Ji Gritting his teeth, he decided to give it a try.
As long as he can succeed once, it will be much easier for him to refine these third-grade elixirs in the future.
It’s just that he doesn’t have so much money right now to purchase the elixir needed to refine the elixir of spring.
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 Ji ended his day of 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.
Luxury cars almost filled the spacious road outside Xunyu Pavilion.
Having a car to travel in this imperial city not only symbolizes wealth, but also symbolizes status.
Kong Zhen saw several figures in luxurious royal costumes coming out of the car from a distance.
You Peng, deputy master of Xunyu Pavilion, has already been 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 Zhen glanced at it from a distance and marveled: "The auction in Xunyu Pavilion is so lively. Several royal nobles such as princes and princesses came."
Then he He blended into the crowd and waited until the eye-catching nobles entered before slowly walking 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 I passed by You Peng, I was seen by the deputy master of Xunyu Pavilion.
He immediately smiled and nodded, which was regarded as saying hello.
Kong Zhen also nodded slowly and returned the gift without any trace. The two of them tacitly understood each other and did not talk.
First of all, 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 Jiang didn’t have the intention to strike up a conversation, he still had some discernment.
The auction venue is on the right side of the Xunyu Pavilion Hall, an open 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 hangs high on the top of the space, emitting soft light and illuminating this 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 Zhi 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 too heavyweights, most of them were in the realm of ascending the wheel. Monk.
There are even monks in the Yanglun realm.
Kong Zhen was thinking about whether to find a corner to hide and wait for the auction to start.
A passionate voice suddenly sounded from the left side of where he stood.
"Young Master Bingpo, here, here!"
"Huh?" Hearing someone calling his nickname, Kong Zhi 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 Zhen's eyes glanced at his face, a little confused at first.
Obviously he did not know this boy.
However, the monk Shenglun had a photographic memory, and soon he found the memory related to the young man's figure in his mind, and said in shock: "It's him!"
In his mind The night when I and Shangguan Yuzhou first came to the imperial city and prepared to leave overnight.
That was the night when they were 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 Xian was busy confronting the four major armies and did not pay attention to him, let alone have any interactions with him.
People who didn’t know him looked at his enthusiastic look and thought he and Kong Jiang were old acquaintances.
But since he had already said hello, Kong Jin couldn't help but give him face, so he could only return the favor with a smile, and then wanted to continue walking away.
The young man looked familiar and followed him without any surprise.
Kong Jin sat in the corner near the left side. He also ran over and sat down next to Kong Jin.
This made Kong Ji frown and glanced 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 it difficult for Kong Jiang to get angry.
The young man didn’t realize that there was anything wrong with him. He cupped his hands and introduced himself generously: “Young Master Bingpo, I’m Bai Xiaoyuan, I’ve seen you fight that fierce battle with my own eyes. The battle between the Four Unified Armies.”
“Master Bingpo’s methods are really impressive.”
Kong Jiang directly ignored those polite words and captured the key information.
"Surnamed Bai?"
In Tianqi, especially in the Imperial City, everyone who can be associated with the word "Bai" is a relative of the emperor.
Obviously, this young man’s identity must not be simple.
But he did not appear on the second floor, but in the hall of the venue, which proved that his identity was not yet at the level of a prince.
Kong Ji'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 Jin saw through the clumsy disguise at a glance, and then thought to himself: "Female."
Kong Jin didn't expose it, smiled gently, and returned the favor: "It turns out. It’s Mr. Bai, you’re polite.”
“It’s polite!” Bai Xiaoyuan said two polite words in a row.
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 one Youjing and two Youjing with one person in Quanzhou. Where is the Feiguang Witch Cultivator?”
"Is this true?"
At first, Kong Jiang suspected that Bai Xiaoyuan had some purpose in approaching him.
Only when I heard her crackling questions, most of them were groundless questions, did I realize that this girl was here to gossip.
Immediately rubbed his eyebrows with a dumbfounded expression, and sighed to Bai Xiaoyuan: "Mr. Bai, don't affect others."
"Oh!" Bai Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment. , seemed to think that what Kong Ji said made sense, and then sat up straight.
Just when Kong Ji 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 Ji's face twitched. The temperament of Bai Xiaoyuan in front of him reminded him of an acquaintance, Zhou Shangxiang's niece, Zhou Tingyu. (End of this chapter)