A few days later, as time passed by, as each item was auctioned, Yan Yun lost interest.
Although the things were considered precious, to Yan Yun, they were of very little use.
After all, Yan Yun's cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage, and his strength rivals that of the Divine Transformation stage.
Ordinary treasures simply can't catch Yan Yun's eyes.
A few days later, the main auction ended.
In addition to Mo Jin, Yan Yun also bought an ore that contained the power of raging thunder.
"It's time to get ready for the underground trade fair."
Yan Yun murmured, and his figure turned into a shadow and disappeared out of thin air.
There are many Nascent Soul cultivators here, and Yan Yun's departure did not cause any splash.
When Yan Yun appeared again, he had already arrived at the shop selling Tianji Mansion.
"Elder Wang!"
A flash of blue-purple lightning flashed, and Yan Yun's figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.
Looking at Yan Yun who suddenly appeared in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in Elder Wang's eyes.
He never expected that Yan Yun would be so elusive. He didn't even react before Yan Yun appeared.
"Ahem!"
Elder Wang coughed a few times to cover up his inner embarrassment, and then said: "Since Fellow Daoist Yan has arrived, this is my identity token. Fellow Daoist Yan can enter the fair with this token."< br>
As he spoke, Elder Wang moved his lips slightly and muttered several times silently, informing Yan Yun of the specific location of the trade fair.
"Thank you."
Yan Yun cupped his hands, opened his mouth to express his thanks, and then turned into a shadow and disappeared out of thin air.
Looking at Yan Yun leaving, Elder Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, the sense of oppression given to him by Yan Yun was too strong, and it was simply not something he could resist.
"What is this person's strength and why is he so powerful?"
Elder Wang swallowed, his eyes full of shock.
Yan Yun was extremely fast and soon arrived at the secret underground trade fair.
Who would have known that there would be an underground trade fair like a palace under such an ordinary attic?
As Yan Yun took out the token, a foundation-building maid quickly led Yan Yun to a side room.
In the center of the side room, a teleportation array appeared in front of you, with dots of white light lingering on it.
"Senior please!"
The maid stretched out her right hand and saluted respectfully.
Yan Yun glanced at the maid, nodded slightly, then slowly stepped forward and stepped onto the formation light curtain.
"Buzz!"
Following a harsh buzzing sound, streaks of white light quickly enveloped Yan Yun.
What followed was a familiar feeling of dizziness.
When Yan Yun opened his eyes again, what appeared in front of him was a huge hall.
There were nearly two hundred people in the entire hall. In the circular open space in the middle, a white jade table several feet wide appeared.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes and looked ahead in silence.
Not long after, there was a flash of light near the white jade table, and a figure shrouded in white glow suddenly appeared behind the table.
"It's almost time. All the fellow Taoists who are supposed to come have arrived. Let's start now after the exchange."
The figure in the white light glanced around and said calmly.
Then he flicked his sleeves, and three or four bulging storage bags appeared on the table.
The eyes of all the monks in the hall were instantly attracted, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm.
"This exchange meeting is still the same as before. It mainly focuses on various rare materials. Ancient treasures, magic weapons and other things, if they are really rare, can also be traded at this meeting."
The figure in the white light moved his eyes slightly, looked at the people on the field, and continued: "Then according to the usual practice, we will first provide a batch of materials that can be directly auctioned with spirit stones, and then the fellow Taoists will trade with each other."
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Speaking of this, Bai Ying gave up and said: "Fellow Taoists, please know that this time our exchange meeting has been entrusted by a big customer, and we will exchange a valuable treasure for the finale."
"Chongbao? It's not easy for you to say the word "Chongbao".
"Yes, a heavy treasure? I don't know what it is, whether it is a material or a magical elixir. Fellow Taoist, can you please tell me first?"
At the same time, several inquiries from Nascent Soul cultivators came from the crowd.
Seeing everyone's interest, Bai Ying did not reply directly, but smiled faintly: "This thing can only be described as hard to find in the world. As for the specific thing, you will know it in the end."
As soon as these words were said, it naturally caused a commotion among the monks present, and many monks were also aroused to be curious.
Seeing that the atmosphere was rising, the figure behind the jade table waved his right hand and grabbed the storage bag, and then the light flashed.
A fruit that looks like a date but is dark and shiny appears in the palm of your hand.
"Yin Zao, accidentally found on the tomb of a person born on a yin day in a yin year, takes 300 years to bear fruit, and is refined with secret techniques for 7,749 days using the resentment of the wronged soul."
"This jujube can be taken directly or used as an elixir material."
"The base price is 100,000 spirit stones, and the price will be increased by 5,000 each time."
Hearing this, Yan Yun touched his chin and said silently in his heart: "It contains so much ghost energy, it is a good thing."
But it is a pity that this treasure is of little use to Yan Yun.
"Twelve Thousand"
"140,000"
"One hundred and forty-five thousand spiritual stones"
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With more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators bidding, the Yin Zao was finally sold at a price of 190,000 spiritual stones.
"Ghost Li Grass..."
One after another, items with names that sounded full of evil, almost every time they appeared, they were snapped up with a lot of spiritual stones by the people who wanted them. Compared with the situation at the big auction, it was really different. language.
Yan Yun had no expression on his face and shook his head slightly. Although it was rare, he didn't need it for the time being.
"Wind and thunder apricots, the heaven and earth spiritual tree, wind and thunder apricots produce fruits once in a thousand years, which contain the power of wind and thunder. If this pair of wind and thunder apricots are wind and thunder root monks, they can not only increase their cultivation, but also improve their physical strength."
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"The base price is 120,000 spirit stones, and each increase will be no less than 5,000..."
Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Yan Yun's eyes.
You must know that several of Yanyun's major body-training techniques have reached their bottlenecks. Among them, only Fenglei Body-training still has room for improvement.
It's a pity that the wind and thunder body training needs to be baptized by the power of wind and thunder, and there is no such guarantee in the mortal world. Now that I saw Feng Lei Xing, I really came at the right time.
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
Yan Yun gently raised his hand and called out the price.
Since there are not many Fenglei Spiritual Root cultivators, there are only three or five people competing with him.
After a round of bidding, Yan Yun easily won the pair of Fengling Xing with only 170,000 spirit stones.
The next items to be auctioned were two items containing the power of wind and thunder, both of which were auctioned by Yan Yun.
Yan Yun spent a total of 470,000 low-level spiritual stones to successfully capture the two spiritual objects.
The entire auction took five or six hours.
The storage bag on the table was completely empty. As the last auction item was auctioned, the white figure smiled and said:
"Our things have been auctioned. If you have any treasures you want to exchange, you can exchange them freely."
He was quite cheerful. After he finished speaking, he sat down directly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into meditation in front of everyone.
It was obvious that this was not the first time for the monks present to participate in the auction, so they were not surprised.
Instead, the figure flashed, an arc of light flashed by, and a figure shrouded in red glow fell in front of the throne and bowed his hands towards the crowd:
"Concession."
The figure cupped his hands, then took out a vermilion crystal and dropped it on the chopping board.
"This is ten thousand years of fire crystal. It is a precious material for forging fire magic weapons. I need to exchange it for a seventh-level monster inner elixir, with no restrictions on attributes!"
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Time passed, and each monk walked up and started trading their own items.
Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and watched as more and more monks were trading, and soon it was his turn.
Looking at the chopping board in front of him, Yan Yun smiled slightly, swayed, and turned into a shadow and landed on it.
Yan Yun tapped the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and exquisite brocade boxes appeared on the chopping board.
The ten brocade boxes emitting spiritual light are quite dazzling.
Yan Yun stretched out his right hand and flicked it. The brocade box opened, and the monster inner elixirs filled with spiritual light appeared in front of everyone.
What Yan Yun exchanged this time was five eighth-level demonic beast inner elixirs and five seventh-level demonic beast inner elixirs.
"I need the wind and thunder body refining object. If it falls into my eyes, I can exchange it for the inner elixir of the monster here."
The demonic beast inner elixir was extremely valuable and widely used. As soon as it landed on the chopping board, it immediately attracted the attention of all the monks present.
The Great Jin Dynasty is no better than Chaos Xinghai. There are very few monsters here, so its value has also increased.
"I have!"
As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, he saw a strong man with a white beard standing up, holding a ball of spirit fruit shrouded in thunder light, and said: "This is a thousand-year thunder spirit fruit, which contains rich thunder spirit power. If you take it, , it is also very helpful for body training.”
Upon seeing this, Yan Yun waved his right hand and saw the fruit shrouded in thunder light in the distance turn into a stream of light and float in front of Yan Yun.
Feeling the full spiritual power in the spirit fruit, Yan Yun nodded with satisfaction: "It can be exchanged for the seventh-level monster inner elixir. You can choose freely."
Listening to Yan Yun's words, the white-bearded brawny man's eyes showed joy. Without any hesitation, he immediately selected a rare aqua blue monster inner elixir and put it into his storage bag.
But seeing someone taking the lead, the remaining monks couldn't bear it anymore.
After all, there are many inner elixirs. If you let others compete for the first place, wouldn't it be a loss?
In just half a cup of tea, all ten demonic beast inner elixirs were exchanged, at the same time.
Yan Yun also has ten more treasures with the power of wind and thunder in his hands. With the help of these spiritual objects, he believes that he has hope of breaking through to the eighth level of wind and thunder body refining.
Returning to his seat again, Yan Yun sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
Then several more monks came forward to exchange treasures, and it took a long time for a cup of tea.
There will be no exchange of monks.
"Now that all the fellow Taoists have completed the exchange, let's start the auction of the last treasure of this exchange meeting, which is also the most precious treasure of this fair."
After the man said this calmly, he suddenly put his hands together and made two light clicks. Then a light flashed at the entrance of the hall, and two male cultivators walked in.
What was unexpected was that the two monks did not have any talismans attached to their bodies and walked towards the center with their true faces revealed.
There was a commotion among the monks present, and most of the monks present could call out their names.
The old man with a black crown and the middle-aged man with a square face had suddenly appeared in a certain palace in the imperial city.
One of the two is in the early stage of Yuanying, and the other is in the middle stage. They are both Yuanying-level elders of the royal Ye family who often come out to deal with outsiders.
At this time, the old man Wu Guan walked quickly to the table, nodded to the figure in the silver clouds, turned around and faced the monks and said slowly:
"No introduction is needed. I think nine out of ten of you here know me. I'll keep the story short."
"This important treasure is actually a treasure that our Ye family has just refined after spending countless manpower and material resources and preparing for hundreds of years."
"However, recently, several sects that have good relations with the Ye family have asked the Ye family to purchase this item at the same time."
Speaking of this, the old man Wu Guan showed a hint of helplessness in his eyes, sighed softly, and said:
"No matter which of these sects we, the Ye family, can't offend and reject. In desperation, after discussion, our elders decided to auction this treasure at the exchange house."
As he spoke, he took out a box about a foot long from his cuff and placed it on the chopping board.
At this moment, the square-faced middle-aged man next to him chuckled:
"Hey, let's not waste any more time and let everyone see the true face of this treasure first."
The figure in the white clouds chuckled lightly, then shook the jade box in his hand, and the lid flew out into the sky, and then a fistful of dazzling yellow light slowly emerged from the box.
But as soon as Fang came out of the box, the yellow light expanded and contracted like a psychic, and made a low buzzing sound.
Seeing this scene, the figure in the silver clouds made a solemn gesture with both hands, and fired several spells one after another. Then he pointed at Huang Mang and let out a low drink.
The light group flashed wildly for a few times, then suddenly turned around, and the aura completely converged, revealing its original shape, which turned out to be a small earth-yellow seal several inches in size.
This seal is flat on all sides and moist like jade, but layers of golden and silver miniature magic arrays are faintly visible on the surface.
But the strange thing is that every time the aura flashes, the runes in the magic circle also change, which is quite miraculous.
"This treasure is called the Pingshan Seal. It is made by imitating the 'Zhangtian Seal', a magical treasure from ancient times."
"According to personal testing by monks from the Ye family, although this treasure is only one-tenth or two-tenths of the power of the rumored Palm Seal, there is absolutely no problem in clearing the land."
"Even if the monk's cultivation is sufficient and he can exert the power of this treasure beyond normal, it is not impossible to reach three-tenths of the power of the Palm Seal."
In fact, needless to say these, just the words "Tongtian Lingbao imitation" are enough to attract everyone's attention.
Therefore, all the monks present stared directly at the small seal and did not dare to neglect it at all.
Looking at the Pingshan Seal in the sky, Yan Yun touched his chin and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
It has to be said that the Ye family is really willing to throw out imitations of Tongtian Lingbao to attract the attention of the Yuanying monks in Jinjing, in order to cover up their true intentions against Kunwu Mountain.
I have to say that the Ye family is really willing to give up.
Although the imitation Seven Flame Fan is far more powerful than this Pingshan Seal, who would dislike the imitation of Tongtian Lingbao? (End of chapter)