While Gu Qing was trading with Master Zhai Tong, a monk wearing a green robe and disheveled hair came to the stall. This monk also held two beautiful beauties in his arms.
"Fellow Daoist Zhai."
As the fire-colored mist dissipated, the cultivator did not even look at Gu Qing, who was on the third level of Qi Refining. He only spoke to Zhai Tong, who had a cold look in his eyes: "My maid Mei'er has reached the bottleneck of the fifth level of Qi Refining. I came here just to buy the Barrier-Breaking Pill for her."
As the green-robed monk spoke, a hint of shyness appeared on the face of the beautiful girl in his left arms. She raised her head and glanced at the green-robed monk's face with fascination. This woman was what the green-robed monk called her. 'Mei'er' person.
"Fellow Taoist Xiang? What a rare visitor."
Zhai Tong glanced at the green-robed monk in surprise, and chuckled: "The remaining two barrier-breaking pills have been sold to fellow Taoist just now. Zhai has something important to do, so I'll take my leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Tong waved his sleeves, put the stall full of elixir bottles into his storage bag, rearranged his robes a few times, and walked straight past the green-robed monk.
"oh?"
The green-robed monk was so pale that his face was covered with dense veins. He narrowed his narrow eyes and glanced at Gu Qing who was leaving. His lips moved slightly. Mei Ji in his arms on the right immediately understood what he meant and chased after Gu Qing. passed.
"Brother Wu Na! Stop!"
There was a call from behind, and Gu Qing's expression was slightly stagnant with a "joyful" expression. He looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. He protected his storage bag with both hands and turned sideways with a wary face.
I saw a female cultivator with a pretty face and excellent figure, chasing after him with a bit of arrogance. The girl looked at him up and down with her beautiful eyes, her expression seemed to be a little disdainful.
"I don't know, why did the fairy ask you to stay here?" Gu Qing's eyes wandered, as if he was pretending to be calm.
"Did you just buy two barrier-breaking pills at that stall? My master is willing to buy one of them for 350 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones." The beautiful female cultivator said coldly, as if she gave Gu Qing a lot of money. What a gift looks like.
Hearing this, Gu Qing turned to look at the green-robed monk not far behind him. He saw this monk with disheveled hair and a tall figure. He was wearing a loose green robe. The green robe was embroidered with many mysterious patterns and exuded a faint luster. Attached to it is a pale golden jade belt, and a small cyan sword hangs from the jade belt, next to an exquisite storage bag.
With Gu Qing's eyesight, he felt that this cultivation level was at least above the tenth level of Qi Refining.
"…I apologize for my refusal."
Gu Qing withdrew his gaze, used his spiritual power to suppress the blush on his face, said something very coldly, turned around and left. Seeing this, the pretty beauty cultivator frowned slightly and was about to stop him.
"Lan'er, there's no need to stop him."
A warm voice sounded in her ears, and the pretty beauty bit her lips and stopped moving.
The green-robed monk took a deep look at Gu Qing, his pale face covered with veins trembled slightly, and his heart moved.
"The fine body, but the face seems a little stiff. Did he do some manipulation? Ha... This little cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining seems to have some secrets. It's interesting. It's really interesting."
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After walking about a few hundred feet, Gu Qing boarded a cruise ship, took out five taels of spiritual sand, handed it to the second-level Qi Refining monk who was punting the boat, and quietly looked at the rippling Red Lake below.
His expression has returned to calm.
"Sure enough, this left a mark of spiritual consciousness on the storage bag." Gu Qing took out the storage bag in his sleeve robe, looked at it for a few times, then put it back into his sleeve robe, his eyes obscure.
Not just this storage bag.
Due to the power of his soul, Gu Qing could sense that a filament of spiritual power that was as red as fire and could not be dispersed quietly seeped into the skin on his back.
"Go that way."
Gu Qing pointed in the direction of the auction venue and said to the second-level Qi-training monk who was punting the boat.
Soon, the cruise ship docked, and Gu Qing wandered in the verandah next to the auction venue for a while. The number of monks here was much larger than when Gu Qing and Xiang Lichen were talking before, and most of them were in small groups.
"What's the origin of this guy?"
"This person seems to have followed He Qing from the He family. It is said that he is a casual cultivator."
"Rogue cultivator..."
There were several monks gathering together on the roadside, muttering together. One of them, a dark-faced, rugged-looking, fourth-level Qi Refiner cultivator, took a few steps forward to stop Gu Qing.
"This fellow Taoist has been lingering at this entrance for a long time, but he needs a magic weapon to cover his aura?"
The black-faced monk came up mysteriously and said.
As he said that, he didn't wait for Gu Qing to respond. He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a few extremely thin black robes and a few black gauze hats with cracks on the top. Then he revealed a man with four big white teeth. A bright smile.
"What's the price? Are you sure it can be used?"
Gu Qing looked slightly surprised and asked repeatedly.
"Of course it works. Who do you think I am?!" The black-faced monk's eyes widened, and with his appearance, he suddenly looked fierce.
"A set of two low-grade spiritual stones, do you want them?"
The black-faced monk said without hesitation.
Gu Qing stared at the black-faced monk for a while, until the black-faced monk became a little embarrassed. Then he took out two low-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag on his waist, bought a set of black robes and bamboo hats, and turned around to leave. Veranda.
Finding a secluded place near the water, Gu Qing quickly put on his black robe and hat.
He only felt the spiritual power in his body move, and then a thin black mist spread from his bamboo hat and black robe, covering his whole body, making it difficult to see clearly.
"After all, it is a defective breath-covering robe. It is estimated that one can see through it at will if it is above the sixth level of Qi refining."
Gu Qing glanced at the reflection on the water and shook his black robe.
The Breath-Making Robe is a low-grade magic weapon used to conceal one's breath. The price in shops is generally around twenty spiritual stones.
A monk can use the spiritual power in his body to activate his breath-covering robe to cover his own breath. It is difficult for monks who are not at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, or who are cultivating at a higher level, to see through it.
Of course, if a monk at the fourth level of Qi refining wears a breath-covering robe and is stared at by a monk at the late stage of Qi refining, locked with his spiritual consciousness, and constantly probed, it is estimated that his whole body's spiritual energy will be exhausted in a few breaths, and he will be seriously injured. Yes, the breathing robe will even be directly damaged.
As for how many days the defective breathing robe purchased by Gu Qing can last for a while, it is estimated that ordinary monks at the sixth level of Qi Refining can see through it with their own spiritual consciousness. As for those above the sixth level of Qi Refining, He might be able to see through it directly.
"It's a pity to spend two spiritual stones to buy such a useless product, but fishing can't be too fake after all." Looking at the wrinkled black robe, Gu Qing cast another dust removal spell on himself in disgust.
Then, he blended into the crowd and entered the auction venue like other monks in black robes and hats.
Guided by the pretty maid, he passed by a place that looked like a front hall. After passing through, there was a small sign with the word 'three two nine' written on his left chest.
After leaving the front hall, Gu Qing's eyes became extremely dark. It was a long, flat corridor. In order to hold the auction, the Xiang family seemed to have directly moved a hill and hollowed it out.
The footsteps of the monks echoed in the corridor. After walking for a while, a cold colorful mist filled the eyes. The maid leading the way stopped and waited.
Not long after, the colorful mist was split open as if by a sharp axe, and a bluestone-carved door was suddenly revealed. The door slowly opened, and a bright white light lit up in front of the eyes of the cultivators waiting here.
Under the guidance of the maid, Gu Qing walked into the door, and his eyes suddenly opened up.
It is like a venue made of white jade. It is extremely wide. With the circular auction table as the center, circles of fixed seats spread towards the surroundings, like steps rising layer by layer. The second floor, which can only be climbed with a certain number of spirit stones, has dozens of stands. Above the second floor, and the third floor, which is the highest, there are only a few stands.
Above, there is the hollowed-out mountainside. On the mountain wall, rows of crystal jade stones emitting white light are hung. The oval-shaped mountainside even has several huge holes that serve as 'view windows'. , blocked by a transparent white barrier, and outside the barrier is the vast red water, where many fish can be seen swimming.
"hiss!"
"What a big gesture..."
The monks on the left and right exclaimed.
The Xiang family actually moved a hill, placed it underwater, and then built this auction venue!
Gu Qing didn't pay much attention to this.
He quickly found his seat, and after sitting down, he took a general glance at the situation in the auction venue.
The auction has not yet started at this time.
Most of the seats in the circle on the first floor were empty. There were only a dozen or so stands with illuminated formation barriers on the second floor. Not to mention the stands on the third floor, all of them were empty.
Gu Qing closed his eyes slightly and waited quietly.
It was not until two hours later that through the white barrier above, we could see that the red lake water became even redder, and the auction venue gradually became noisy. Even the early practitioners of Qi Refining all chose to talk in low voices, but nearly a thousand people The monks gathered together, and even a simple breath was enough to make people's eardrums buzz.
"Ahem!"
"I, Chi Jiangzi, will host all the auctions for the next seven days."
At this time, a white shadow flashed across the circular auction stage, and immediately an old man in white robes with white beard and hair and an immortal spirit appeared. He looked around at the cultivators and clasped their fists: "Anyone here knows? Some of my people are new to me, so I am afraid that everyone will not trust me, so I have no choice but to borrow the prestige of the Alchemy Sect."
As he spoke, Chi Jiangzi took out a jade tablet, flicked it with his fingers, and cast a spiritual light.
Suddenly, a huge buzzing sound sounded, and a red cauldron phantom formed in mid-air in the auction venue, spinning in a circle, and then returned to the jade tablet.
"Senior Chi Jiangzi said something serious!"
"We all trust Senior Chi Jiangzi!"
"Damn it! Can you use less ink to write a few useless sentences? What the hell!"
Just as a few compliments came from the second floor, a loud roar sounded from the third floor. Chi Jiangzi smiled bitterly, waved his sleeves, and a huge bell magic weapon appeared next to him.
This large bell instrument is more than ten feet high, and its entire body is like pouring gold. It is densely covered with raised lines. These lines are intertwined with each other, emitting bursts of strange fluctuations.
