In Tiancang Continent, top-grade elixirs are rare, especially eighth-grade elixirs such as Taixu Qingyang Pill, which are even rarer.
The city lord believed that as long as Gu Qingxi agreed to the auction, these nine Taixu Qingyang Pills would definitely make all the monks present crazy. And it would be a great honor for him to host the auction.
"Then it's up to you, City Lord." Gu Qingxi nodded and handed the nine Taixu Qingyang Pills to the City Lord.
When someone else organizes this competition, they have to provide people and efforts, so there must be some benefits. She didn't care much about these pills anyway, so why not just be a favor.
Besides, the Tianjun who founded Qingyuan City had met her several times in the past, and for his sake, Gu Qingxi couldn't refuse.
Seeing that Gu Qingxi had no objection, Jiang Qiulin and others also took out the Taixu Qingyang Pill that they had kneaded with their own hands.
Next, the city lord personally presided over the auction.
As he expected, Jiang Qiulin and others' Taixu Qingyang Pill had not caused much trouble, but as soon as Gu Qingxi's Taixu Qingyang Pill came on the stage, it was like an explosion in the stands.
Famous immortal monks competed to take action, including medical cultivators. With more people participating in the competition, the auction price will naturally rise higher and higher.
Only then did the Lord City Lord think of something. This kind of furnace of nine elixirs, all of which were top-grade Taixu Qingyang elixirs, would not only be of great benefit to cultivation, but would also be extremely helpful for medical practitioners to understand the way of alchemy and medical skills.
If you're lucky, you might be able to break through the bottleneck and make further progress.
Therefore, these medical practitioners were even more tempted, even if they broke their heads, they wanted to take back a Taixu Qingyang Pill that Gu Qingxi personally refined.
But it was too late now. Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was getting more and more heated, the city lord guessed that if he dared to stop the auction, he would probably be bitten to death by these medical practitioners, so he could only bite the bullet and continue the auction.
By the way, why is it bitten to death? Medical practitioners are weaklings. There are probably only three violent medical practitioners like Gu Qingxi, Jiang Qiulin, and Jiang Haoning in the entire continent. If other medical practitioners don't need to bite, can they beat someone to death?
As the Taixu Qingyang Pill in the hands of the city lord became less and less, not only the immortal monks, but also the demon cultivators began to bid.
In order to compete for a pill, two demon cultivators fought on the spot. If the city lord had not revealed his identity as a descendant of Tianjun in time, it would have almost triggered a murder between the demon cultivators.
When it came to the last Taixu Qingyang Pill, two demon cultivators rushed directly to Gu Qingxi and begged, hoping that she could take back the pill and sell it to them.
One said that he had been seriously injured in his early years and could only recover by regulating his meridians with Taixu Qingyang Pill, otherwise he would be dead.
And in order to achieve what he is today, he has gone through countless experiences and self-inflicted injuries. He is about to break through the bottleneck. Of course, he is unwilling to die like this and begs Gu Qingxi to save his life. Thinking of the suffering he had endured over the years, he almost burst into tears as he spoke.
The other one is even worse, saying that as a medical practitioner, he has reached the end of his life because he has been unable to break through the bottleneck.
It just so happens that my father died early, and then there is an old mother who is more than a thousand years old, and a young brother who is waiting for food. If I die, who will take care of the old mother and who will take care of the young brother?
It was said in such an emotional and touching tone that even Gu Qingxi couldn't help but be moved.
But then I thought about it and felt uneasy: his mother was over a thousand years old, and his father died young. How did he give birth to that little brother who was crying for food? I didn't hear him say he had a stepfather. It seems that the details of this lie were not rounded out.
So, Gu Qingxi kicked the demon cultivator out of the test track neatly.
"Don't those demon doctors of yours also have Taixu Qingyang Pill? Why don't you buy it from them?" Then, Gu Qingxi asked the remaining demon cultivator in confusion.
Judging from the Qi that was faintly revealed on his body, it was obvious that he was not a magic doctor, so he naturally did not need her elixir to understand the alchemy and find a breakthrough opportunity.
If it is just for regulating the meridians, the same goes for the Taixu Qingyang Pill made by a magic doctor. If you think the pill is not powerful enough, just take a few more pills. There is absolutely no need to pay high prices to compete with Xianmen medical practitioners.
"Master Gu, after seeing your alchemy skills, do you really think that I can still eat the elixirs made like that?" The demon cultivator said, rubbing mud on his chest with a very sad expression.
"..." Gu Qingxi was speechless.
Yes, demon cultivators are human beings too. In the past, they had no better choice. No matter what kind of elixir they had, they could only bite the bullet and swallow it, just like the monks in Yuanzhen Continent who swallowed the Bigu Pill that smelled like feet for generations. Same.
But now that there is a better choice, who can swallow the pill rubbed out of chest hair?
Gu Qingxi completely understood the mood of this demon cultivator.
However, in order to prevent the city lord from being bitten to death, she ultimately did not take back the Taixu Qingyang Pill.
Fortunately, that demon cultivator was rich, and after some fierce bidding, he got the Taixu Qingyang Pill as he wished.
Looking at his back as he left happily, Gu Qingxi couldn't help but secretly sigh: Who said that demon cultivators can only fight and kill? Isn't this a three-minded demon cultivator with taste, ideals and pursuits?
The auction was finally over, but the monks refused to leave. They surrounded Gu Qingxi around the test platform and begged her to help refine the elixir.
This is also understandable. Although there is a True Alchemy Alliance in Tiancang Continent that can refine alchemy, there are too few people who have the talent and perseverance to practice alchemy. There are only a handful of people who can compare with Gu Qingxi in alchemy.
So most of the time, monks can only buy elixirs from the Renxin Alliance.
Even if the medical practitioners of the Benevolent Heart Alliance do not have the problem of rubbing elixirs into their chest hair, but rub elixirs with both hands, God knows if those medical practitioners are busy studying medical skills all day long, do they have a good habit of washing their hands before meals and after using the toilet?
Uh... don't think about this problem. If you think about it too much, you may not be able to take any pills in the future.
The trial dojo was filled with people. The monks were wrapping themselves up one layer at a time like rice dumplings, surrounding Gu Qingxi in the middle, all pleading with each other.
The immortal monks and the demonic cultivators, who had been incompatible with each other since ancient times and wanted to stab each other in the back whenever they had the opportunity, also reached a consensus and united as one for the first time in their lives.
Gu Qingxi deeply understood their mood.
If it were in the past, she wouldn't mind fulfilling their wishes, but now she can't. She is concentrating on tempering her spiritual roots, so she has no time to help them make elixirs.
Gu Qingxi finally appeased everyone after he talked it over and promised to help them make elixirs when he was free in the future.
"Master Gu, there are many monks gathered outside the trial dojo. Just in case, why don't you follow me to the City Lord's Mansion to rest for a while." Watching the crowd gradually disperse, the City Lord wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear. Said to Gu Qingxi.
The scene just now really scared him. If these monks swarmed up, even if Gu Qingxi could fight, he would probably be squeezed to death by them.
It was he who proposed the auction of pills. If Gu Qingxi had an accident because of this, he would regret it for the rest of his life - no, he was standing next to Gu Qingxi. If Gu Qingxi was squeezed to death, how could he have any regrets? Chance.
