When Yan Yun saw this, his expression remained as usual. He waved his right hand gently and the brocade box was already in his hand.
Divine consciousness poured into it, and soon a crystal clear Thunder Spirit Crystal appeared in his hand.
After looking carefully for a moment, Yan Yun nodded slightly, then flicked his wrist, and a vermilion inner elixir appeared in his hand.
"This is the seventh-level fire monster inner elixir you want."
As he spoke, the fiery red inner elixir turned into a stream of light and floated in front of the monk named Fu.
The moment the old man surnamed Fu saw the fiery red demon pill, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes: "Is it really the seventh-level demon pill?"
As he spoke, he quickly held the demonic beast's inner elixir, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"In that case, then this Thunder Spirit Crystal belongs to fellow Taoist Yan."
While speaking, the old man surnamed Fu looked Yan Yun up and down, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Fellow Taoist Yan is very nice, but his cultivation level is so high, could he be an ascetic cultivator?"
Yan Yun waved his hand and said calmly: "I am not a monk from the Jin Dynasty, but I came from a small overseas island, and I just came to Jinjing recently."
The relationship between the Jin Dynasty and the Yue Kingdom was complicated, so it was naturally difficult for Yan Yun to reveal his identity.
Hearing Yan Yun's words, he couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then continued: "It turns out that he is an overseas monk. I am disrespectful. I have long heard that there are many fellow practitioners overseas who have great magical powers. When I saw him today, it was indeed extraordinary."
Listening to the greetings of the monk surnamed Fu, Yan Yun nodded slightly and echoed from time to time without saying much.
At this moment, there were footsteps in the living room, followed by hearty laughter:
"Brother Rich came to our Tianji Pavilion, why didn't you inform Mr. Wang? Fellow Taoist Yan is also an honored guest, so Mr. Wang should come out to entertain him personally."
As these words fell, a silver-robed monk with a pale complexion walked into the hall.
Hearing this, the monk surnamed Fu greeted him familiarly:
"Haha, Brother Wang also made a rare appearance. I thought fellow Taoist will continue to practice in seclusion this time and the 'Turtle Spirit Art' will not be released."
"I can only stay at the seventh level in this lifetime, Ghost Spirit Jue, and there is no hope of breaking through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul"
The silver-robed monk, who was in his fifties, paused for a moment on Yan Yun, then raised his hands and said with a smile: "I heard from Deacon Zhao that a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk came to the building and wanted to buy the treasure that has been in this pavilion for hundreds of years. Tianji Mansion?”
Yan Yun nodded and said calmly: "Yan has heard about the name of Tianji Mansion for a long time. I wonder if you can let me have a look?"
"Fellow Daoist Yan is worthy of being an overseas monk, and his skill is indeed considerable. It seems that the theory of having many treasures overseas is true."
"Since Fellow Taoist Yan is interested, there is no need for me to hide it."
While speaking, the silver-robed monk turned slightly sideways and looked at the middle-aged man behind him.
He understood, immediately stepped forward, handed a jade box to Yan Yun, and then retreated behind Elder Wang alone.
"Fellow Taoist, please follow me to the specially designed Mustard Seed Space of this pavilion and see the restored Tianji Pavilion."
Seeing Yan Yun's indifferent expression, Elder Wang smiled even more.
Mustard Seed Space is a secret technique developed by the Jin Dynasty in the past thousand years. It can refine space cracks into private space, which is very strange.
Although it sounds very weird, in fact, this "mustard space" is not that advanced, and even for most people, it is an extremely useless thing.
Not only is it extremely difficult to refine, but there are also many restrictions on its use, making it impossible to promote it on a large scale.
At least for Yan Yun today, the mustard seed space cannot be refined yet.
Following Elder Wang, he came to a teleportation array.
If you want to enter that mustard space, you need to set up a teleportation array, which is quite troublesome.
As they stepped into the teleportation array, two white streams of light wrapped around the two of them.
"Whoops!"
As a sharp sound broke through the air, a white light flashed, and the two of them disappeared instantly.
Dizzy, Yan Yun appeared on a gravel slope. Looking around, a space more than a thousand feet wide appeared in front of him. The ground was full of white stones, scattered in a mess.
This place is a place of death, without any spiritual power at all.
The silver-robed monk did not hesitate and walked forward slowly, and the jade box containing the Tianji Mansion appeared in his hand.
"Wang will release the Tianji Mansion now, and fellow Taoists can enter the manor to see if they are satisfied with the settings inside. If you think it is OK, we will discuss the transaction of this item."
Elder Wang said with a smile.
While speaking, he gently grabbed the jade box, revealing a milky white aura, which looked quite strange.
Elder Wang muttered something in his mouth, and then he saw a ball of white light flying out of the jade box. In the blink of an eye, it grew in the wind. After circling, it turned into a white cloud that was several acres in size in the air.
If you look carefully, you can even see houses and pavilions in the white glow.
Elder Wang made a seal with his hands and pointed in the air with a low scream. After a low buzz, Baixia suddenly fell to the ground.
After a loud "rumbling" sound, in the aura of light, a complete cave mansion made of beautiful jade appeared in the open space at the foot of the hillside.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it carefully with his hands behind his back.
This seemingly exquisite cave is obviously one size smaller than ordinary caves.
However, there are all kinds of pavilions and courtyards, and the surface is also shrouded in a white light curtain, making it even more ethereal and dreamy like a fairy home.
Yan Yun stepped forward slowly, his spiritual consciousness pouring into the front of the cave.
After half a cup of tea, Elder Wang looked at Yan Yun and said with a smile: "What do you think of this treasure, fellow Taoist Yan? Are you satisfied?"
"The cave is not big. It has alchemy rooms, animal houses, etc."
Yan Yun nodded slightly, thinking that this Tianji Mansion was quite good. He turned to Elder Wang and said, "Give me the exchange list, and I will see what materials can be used to exchange for the gifted treasure."
Seeing that Yan Yun wanted to exchange for Tianji Mansion, Elder Wang's eyes flashed with joy, and then he took out a white jade slip and handed it to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun took the jade slip and nodded slightly.
……
An hour later, Yan Yun and Elder Wang left the Mustard Seed space. They touched the bulging storage bag at their waist with their right hands and a smile appeared on their lips.
"By the way, if I want to buy some rare materials, does Elder Wang have any channels?"
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly, looked at Elder Wang, and asked.
"Haha!"
Elder Wang smiled, and then said disdainfully: "It is true that you can buy ordinary materials at the big auction, but with the cultivation of Taoist friends, the chance of finding precious materials is very rare, and most of them need to be exchanged for things. .”
"I wonder if Elder Wang can introduce me to the private trading meeting?"
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly and he spoke calmly.
After having such a big deal with Yan Yun, Elder Wang did not hide too much. He said: "The Jinjing auction that takes place once every ten years has been held openly and secretly for many years."
"The clear one is the formal trade fair hosted by the righteous way, and the dark one is the underground trade fair hosted by the evil sect of the evil way."
At this point, the old man's lips moved slightly, but he said through the voice: "The underground trade fair hosted by the Demonic Way contains some shady treasures, but they are all rare treasures."
"And because it is not visible to the public, if you want to enter the underground trade fair, you need to be introduced by a monk who knows the basics. Fellow Taoist has done such a big deal with us, so I am naturally willing to be your introducer."
"The light and dark trade fairs are not held at the same time. Taoist friends can attend the righteous trade fair and then the secret trade fair."
Hearing these words, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and cupped his hands: "In that case, just come back to me after the trade fair."
"Then Mr. Wang has been waiting for you for a long time." Elder Wang laughed heartily.
Yan Yun cupped his hands and said with a smile: "In that case, thank you very much, Elder Wang."
……
A few days later.
Yan Yun stood at the end of the street, looking at the majestic stone palace in front of him, and murmured in a low voice: "Baoguang Palace"
Compared with ordinary halls, Baoguang Hall is divided into three floors, each floor is more than 20 feet high, like a giant pavilion.
Probably only such a huge building that can accommodate thousands of monks at a time can hold an auction.
At the entrance of the main hall, there were several monks in the foundation-building period, guarding there and prohibiting ordinary monks from entering the hall.
At this moment, the Baoguang Palace was completely shrouded in a five-color light curtain, looking mysterious and unusual.
In addition, in the sky above Baoguang Hall, there is another single-story hall made of white stone.
Although the area is slightly smaller, only one-third of the stone hall below, it is still hundreds of feet wide, and it is definitely a giant existence standing in the air.
Seeing Yan Yun's appearance, a maid in the foundation-building stage walked over quickly and said softly: "This senior, the Nascent Soul-level auction has been moved to the Jiuxiao Palace above, while the Dan-formation stage is still in the treasure house. Held in the Hall of Light.”
Having said this, the maid continued: "In addition, one person has to pay one thousand spirit stones in the Nascent Soul-level auction, and one hundred spirit stones need to be paid in the pill-formation auction."
Yan Yun glanced at the maid, with a calm expression on his face. He waved his sleeves, and ten mid-level spiritual stones flew through the void and landed firmly in the hands of the maid.
"Thank you, senior."
The maid took the spirit stone, bowed respectfully to Yan Yun, and handed a jade plaque with a number to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun nodded slightly and looked down. There was thirty-three engraved on the jade plate.
Next is the auction, this is your own bidding jade sign.
At this time, several Nascent Soul monks had already used Escape Light to escape into the gate of Jiuxiao Palace.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun knew that he would have done it himself if he didn't. His body swayed and turned into a shadow, appearing outside the hall.
A faint white light curtain appeared in front of me.
Yan Yun took out the jade token, spiritual energy poured into it, and soon he saw a red light shooting out.
The formation light curtain in front of him quickly separated.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, swayed, and escaped into it.
After two hours of this, hundreds of Yuanying-level monks flew into the Jiuxiao Temple in mid-air.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With three huge bells ringing, the grand auction begins.
At this time, Yan Yun chose a seat near the window and looked at the hall a hundred feet away.
I saw a female cultivator in palace attire wearing a long white dress, holding a piece of light yellow crystal stone and briefly introducing 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. .”
At this point, driven by the spiritual power of the beautiful woman in palace attire, the turmeric crystal slowly rose into the sky for all the monks to see.
Immediately afterwards, the beautiful woman continued: "The base price of this item is eight thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand."
The monks who can preside over this place are not ordinary people.
His cultivation has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Yes, after all, under the gaze of so many Yuan Ying monks, ordinary low-level monks simply cannot withstand such great pressure and cannot even speak.
Although this piece of turmeric crystal is a good material for refining earth-attribute magic weapons, there are no enthusiastic bids.
Only a few three or four people outbid the price a few times, and an unknown monk bought it for twelve thousand spiritual stones.
The auction of other items below is also proceeding tepidly.
Yan Yun sat on a chair and watched all this, with an unusually calm look on his face, which 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.
"A piece of ink gold weighs three kilograms and four taels. It is a rare material for refining. The base price is thirty thousand spirit stones. The price increase should not be less than two thousand at a time."
At this moment, the beautiful woman in palace attire suddenly held up a jade plate, on which was a piece of strange metal as black as ink with a faint golden glow.
"Thirty-six thousand!"
"Forty Thousand"
"Forty-five Thousand Spiritual Stones"
……
Mo Jin's reputation is really not small, and more people know the goods.
Before Yan Yun even called out the price, several monks had already quoted high prices. However, Yan Yun was rich and had so many eighth-level or even ninth-level inner elixirs.
I'm not afraid of people competing with me.
And after Mo Jin shouted out the price of 60,000 spirit stones, the monks who had just been shouting out prices quickly disappeared, leaving only one person left.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun knew that it was his turn.
"Sixty-five thousand"
Yan Yun 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, so he hesitated before gritting his teeth and bidding.
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to bid with an expressionless face:
"Seventy thousand!"
Upon hearing the price, the monk fell silent for a moment.
Even though Mojin is rare, the price of 70,000 spirit stones is a bit high and not worth it.
When the woman in palace clothes at the auction saw Mo Jin selling for such a price, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the maid came to Yan Yun with ink gold in her hands.
Looking at the jet black sunglasses in front of him, Yan Yun smiled slightly and threw out the bulging storage bag filled with spiritual stones.
So this material finally fell into Yan Yun's hands.
The subsequent auctions were all ordinary items, but nothing that caught Yan Yun's eyes anymore. (End of chapter)