"The Soul-Dancing Bell, a top-grade magical weapon..."
"This bell is from Taoist Jin Jiong of Scarlet Flame Valley. It is modeled after the famous Soul-Destroying Bell in ancient times. It is smelted with thousands of forged gold essence. It carries thousands of spiritual patterns engraved on it. After being sacrificed, it can weigh as much as ten thousand. Jun can also be as light as a feather, so heavy or heavy as you wish, suppressing enemy cultivators is just a matter of leisure."
"What's even more rare is that in addition to suppressing people with its force, this bell can also break people's souls and even kill the souls of hostile cultivators. It can also condense a golden shield of ten feet to withstand the siege of two monks of the same level for half an hour. Without breaking.”
"The base price is one thousand four hundred yuan of low-grade spiritual stones."
After Chi Jiangzi took out the big bell instrument, he spoke in a deep voice, and his old and rich voice seemed to ring in the ears of all the cultivators.
Fourteen hundred low-grade spiritual stones!
As soon as Chi Jiangzi said this, there was silence around Gu Qing. Most of the monks on the first floor were in the early stage of Qi Refining. There were only a few monks on the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refining. How could they come up with one thousand four hundred yuan? Low grade spiritual stone?
Although Gu Qing had just obtained two thousand low-grade spiritual stones, he had no intention of taking a picture of this Soul-Dancing Bell.
This high-grade magic weapon that can break people's souls is certainly tempting, but with his current cultivation level, if he can barely use it, he probably won't be able to exert even one-tenth of its power at this moment.
not to mention……
This clock, with two thousand low-grade spiritual stones, may not be able to be photographed.
After a few breaths passed after the first floor fell into dead silence, a monk on the second floor finally opened his mouth to bid.
"One thousand, four hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones!"
An old voice sounded from the second floor.
Gu Qing raised his head slightly.
His gaze swept over the eighth stand from left to right on the second floor.
Several subtle discussions came to my ears.
"It's Ma Tong!"
"Ha... I heard that a few days ago, Ma Tong sacrificed the Dangpo Bell to fight against the enemy, but it was destroyed by the evil cultivator of Jie Lu with one blow!"
"Senior Ma Tong's cultivation has broken through the late stage of Qi refining and has reached the ninth level of Qi refining for several years. His previously famous magical weapon, the Dangpo Bell, is still not enough even though it is the best among the middle-grade magical weapons. I'm afraid , this time Senior Ma Tong will take pictures of this Soul-Dang Bell regardless of the cost! Both the Soul-Dang Bell and the Soul-Dang Bell come from the Red Flame Valley Artifact Refining Cliff..."
Gu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, listened for a while, then turned to glance at the monk who spoke.
This is a fifth-level Qi-refining female cultivator whose appearance has not been concealed. She must be young, with a round face and almond-shaped eyes. She is very cute.
"It is not difficult to tell from what the female cultivator said that Ma Tong is the ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator in the He family's cultivator team yesterday." Gu Qing turned around and continued to look at the auction table, "This person seems to have been taken over by that He family cultivator." Recruited by the family? I wonder what benefits the He family promised."
The image of the white-haired old man next to He Qing appeared in Gu Qing's mind, and he suddenly thought of the monk named Qiu Wanli yesterday. He seemed to have heard the name Qiu Wanli's "Sanjiang Blood Stained" somewhere before.
Just when Gu Qing had other thoughts.
"Fellow Daoist Ma, it seems that you have broken through to the late stage of Qi refining and have not made much progress! You only increased the price by 50 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, and you still want to get this soul-swaying bell? Liu offered 1,600 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!" A sarcastic sound came from the ninth stand from left to right in the building, and then the monk surnamed Liu actually directly raised the price of low-grade spiritual stones by 150 yuan.
"snort!"
Under the light curtain of the grandstand formation on one side, Ma Tong's face was a little gloomy, "Fellow Daoist Liu Kui! You just emptied your wealth a while ago and purchased a high-grade magic weapon, a flying sword. Where can you get the spiritual stone to join in the fun now?"
"Liu has a lot of spiritual stones, so he is willing to join in the fun. If Taoist Fellow Ma is dissatisfied, he can come over and kill Liu at any time. Liu has long wanted to compete with fellow Taoist Ma! A while ago, your useless grandson even tried to get his hands on He's treasure. Granddaughter, you are so damn wishful thinking..." Liu Kui continued to speak provocatively, and Ma Tong was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed.
The cultivators on the first floor watched the excitement.
"One thousand, seven hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
Ma Tong gritted his teeth and spoke bitterly.
"One thousand, seven hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones!"
"One thousand eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
"..."
"Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"
"Two thousand one hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
Unexpectedly, He Kui did not increase the price, but the monks on the second floor also joined in and soon raised the price to more than two thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
On the auction stage, Chi Jiangzi's smile became brighter and brighter, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Two thousand two hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
Ma Tong glanced at his storage bag with his spiritual consciousness and shouted out the highest price he could afford.
Among the cultivators on the second floor, no one bid for a long time, and even Liu Kui didn't make trouble anymore. Seeing this, Ma Tong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the auction table eagerly.
In short, he has taken down this Soul-Changing Bell. He no longer has to seek help from that family, commit himself as a disciple of that family, and lose his freedom from then on, and be controlled by that family in everything.
A grandstand on the second floor was shrouded in a light curtain. In the team of He family monks that day, the beautiful woman He Qing, who was leading the team, had a little disappointment in her eyes. She sighed, came to the edge of the grandstand, and glanced at the people below. build.
"Um?"
Her eyes froze.
"This person...is that Gu Yun? He was deceived into buying such a low-quality breathing robe."
He Qing shook her head, feeling a little down on Gu Yun, who had attracted her attention.
at this time.
"You, Ma Tong, only broke through to the late stage of Qi refining at the age of eighty-two. What kind of dignity do you have? Hey... the Soul-Draining Bell, this magic weapon that is designed to break the soul, I have long wanted to study it!" The man on the third floor who had previously scolded Chi Jiang Zi Zhixiu spoke again, "Twenty-three middle-grade spiritual stones!"
As soon as this person finished speaking, Ma Tong's heart skipped a beat.
Chang Tianhong!
To the east of Huaining County, which is eight hundred miles away, is Yingchuan County, which is two thousand miles away and has countless mountains. Chang Tianhong who spoke this is Yingchuan County, the famous Qi Refining Dzogchen Cultivator!
"It seems that this thing has no chance with me." Ma Tong looked at the big golden clock more than ten feet tall beside Chi Jiangzi on the auction stage with nostalgia, and closed his eyes dejectedly.
Gu Qing also looked slightly moved.
When he heard Chang Tianhong's voice, he felt a little familiar, but it wasn't until the female cultivator behind him whispered again, and he heard Chang Tianhong's name, that his eyes suddenly dawned.
"It's this person! He's not dead yet..."
Gu Qing looked at the soul clock on the auction stage. No one bid again, and Chang Tianhong successfully bought it.
Some time ago, Gu Qing had a chance encounter with Chang Tianhong. He still remembered that Chang Tianhong was already over one hundred and twenty years old at that time. Now six or seven years have passed, hasn't this cultivation already happened? One hundred and thirty years old?
Even if a Qi Refining monk has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, which is the twelfth level of Qi Refining, his lifespan will only be around 120 years old. Only by breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage can his lifespan be greatly increased, reaching nearly three years. About a hundred.
It seems that either this person has a special skill that allows him to live a few years longer than ordinary monks, or he has some evil way to extend his life, such as raising Yin women and absorbing Yuan Yin.
Gu Qing also knew a few evil ways to extend lifespan. Most of these evil ways were extremely cruel.
On the circular auction stage in front, two tall and strong monks soon came forward and laboriously lifted the Soul-Dancing Bell down. Chi Jiangzi looked around the cultivators with a smile.
"Streaming light shuttle, a medium-grade flying magic weapon..."
He waved his sleeves and took out another ball of black light. The black light solidified in his hand and turned into the shape of a flat plate. Gu Qing looked at it for a few times and was quite moved.
According to Chi Jiangzi, although this streamer shuttle is only a middle-grade flying magic weapon, its escape speed is very astonishing. When used for long-distance escape, it can travel more than ten thousand miles in a day, which is no less than a high-grade flying magic weapon. Flying away, you can escape thousands of miles in just a moment.
The disadvantages are also obvious. If this Flowing Light Shuttle flies with all its strength, it can consume the twenty low-grade spiritual stones embedded in it in a few breaths. If you want to use it to travel, I'm afraid you have to get twenty mid-grade spiritual stones. embedded in it.
Flying magical weapons, embedded with spiritual stones and without embedded spiritual stones, are completely two types of escape speed.
On that day, Gu Qing and other cultivators took Wan Yinglong's "Thousand Miles Flying Cloud Boat" to rush to Huaining County. The reason why it took two days was because Wan Yinglong did not consume the spirit stones and only carried the engraved words on the Thousand Miles Flying Cloud Boat. The spirit-gathering array pattern is just the collected spiritual energy rushing on its way.
"...the lowest price is five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
On the auction stage, Chi Jiangzi spoke in a deep voice.
The cultivators on the first floor were silent for a moment, and then a few monks in the front row began to bid.
There were quite a few monks on the second floor, but the third floor was completely silent, without any movement. Gu Qing also tried to make a low price, which attracted a lot of attention.
In the end, this light shuttle was photographed by a monk on the second floor, and many people sighed with regret.
Gu Qing also felt a little pity.
Although this streamer shuttle consumes an astonishing amount of energy after being used, it is undoubtedly a good thing. It can be used to save one's life and escape at critical moments, or even to counterattack in a roundabout way.
Gu Qing didn't bid for the next lot, even if he was very interested, he just watched.
Two hours passed quickly.
Nearly a hundred items have been auctioned. The highest transaction price was nearly 40 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones, while the lowest price was only 80 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. The atmosphere in the venue became more and more enthusiastic.
The value of the middle-grade spiritual stone is a hundred times that of the low-grade spiritual stone. The spiritual energy contained in it is more pure. When used for cultivation, the effect is far superior to that of the low-grade spiritual stone. The spiritual sand used by Gu Qing for daily cultivation has a better cultivation effect than the medium-grade spiritual stone. The cultivation effect of spirit stones is also far inferior.
At this time on the auction stage, Chi Jiangzi took out a black jade box about three feet long. The rich water spiritual power spread out. Chi Jiangzi opened the black jade box. Inside was a jade-like tree with branches and leaves. Distinct rice seedlings.
"This jade crystal rice seedling is still alive. The lowest price is 800 low-grade spiritual stones."
After he finished speaking, no one bid for the rice seedling for a long time. Chi Jiangzi saw that the rice seedling was about to pass the auction.
"If a family of monks buys this rice seedling and cultivates it carefully, they may be able to harvest a spiritual field many years later! If a casual cultivator buys this rice seedling back, it is impossible to say that they can create a family of monks based on it. It can be said to be... …”
Chi Jiangzi's old face looked slightly embarrassed, holding the black jade box in one hand and stroking his beard with the other.
"This jade crystal rice is just one of several common spiritual rice species. It's just a half-dead rice seedling. Eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones is too much!" said a monk on the second floor.
"That's right! Senior Chijiangzi, our monk family may have grown their own spiritual rice or have channels to purchase spiritual rice, so why spend eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones to buy such a half-dead jade crystal rice seedling? ?”
Another monk who came from a monk family refuted.
"Senior Chijiangzi is joking! We and other casual cultivators will never be able to cultivate rice seedlings that cannot afford jade crystal rice!"
There was a casual cultivator who looked like a little old man sitting in the front row on the first floor, looking at the auction table with a wry smile and shaking his head.
