Volume One: Disciple of the Immortal Sect Chapter 108: Han Chi’s Falling Moon Gong

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Chihufang City, in front of Yutai Waterside Pavilion.

Gu Qing didn't show any signs of abnormality.

He kept walking, passed by Sun Yushan and the other three, and walked straight to the lake on the side.

There were many pleasure boats parked on the lake nearby, and Gu Qing stepped onto one of the ordinary boats.

"No need to look for Xiangjia's auction venue."

He handed the monk holding the boat a low-grade spiritual stone.

The second-level Qi Refining monk who was holding the boat thanked him, put away the low-grade spiritual stone, and expertly held the long pole to steer the boat toward the island in the middle of the lake.

There are five islands in the center of the lake. Xiangjia's Siyuanxuan is on the largest island. A few days ago, Gu Qing walked on the water and visited Siyuanxuan. At this time, he felt a little interested. Take a boating tour on this hundred-mile Red Lake.

The breeze is gentle and the scenery is picturesque.

The crimson lake stretches out, and the black shadows of distant mountains can be seen at a glance. Various paintings and boats are lined up on the water. From time to time, the sound of silk and bamboo musical instruments can be heard. All kinds of monks call for friends, each using their own tricks. Go, exotic flowers and plants compete for beauty by the lake. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, these flowers and plants still show no sign of withering even when late autumn turns to winter.

"There are many more fellow Taoists here than in the past few days."

Gu Qing, who was dressed in black and had white hair, was holding a sword in his arms and standing at the front of the boat. His black robe was gently fluttering in the wind, as if he was talking to himself or to the monk holding the pole beside him.

The pole cultivator was not very old, and his youthful appearance had not faded away. He was a little nervous when he heard this, but he just smiled shyly and did not answer Gu Qing's words.

The boat stopped next to the largest island in the middle of the lake. Gu Qing stepped ashore and walked all the way to the entrance of the auction venue.

The auction held by the Xiang family this time was still the same auction venue that was hollowed out from the hill that was moved there during the Chihu gathering a few years ago.

The entrance to the auction venue is a water pavilion.

Gu Qing glanced around and found a black wooden plaque hanging high on the side of the waterside pavilion.

On the plaque were engraved with four big characters 'Siyuan Waterside Pavilion', which was something he didn't notice last time.

Or is this waterside pavilion only opened to the public in recent years?

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he blended into the crowd and entered the entrance of the auction venue like other monks.

This time he did not conceal his cultivation aura.

At this time, he realized that even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage would not be able to see his cultivation at a glance. As for the monks in the Qi Refining Stage, if they had not practiced any special techniques or sacrificed any special magic weapons, they would never be able to see his cultivation. Show his cultivation.

A group of monks walked to the entrance of the auction venue, and were immediately greeted by a pretty maid. Gu Qing's eyes lingered on the person behind the maid.

Xiang Lichen.

The Xiang family member who was invited to participate in the auction this time was actually Xiang Lichen, who had a relationship with him back then.

The boy he once was has become somewhat mature over the past seven years.

His cultivation level has not improved much, he is only at the sixth level of Qi refining.

Xiang Lichen seemed to have noticed something, and glanced at Gu Qing. The two people's distant eyes met. Xiang Lichen probably had never recognized Gu Qing, who had crossed paths with him before. After all, Gu Qing changed his appearance at this time, and their intersection had happened in the past. Not much.

After a few breaths, Xiang Lichen left Gu Qing's sight.

Gu Qing followed the maid who led the way and came to a place that looked like a front hall. There was a counter here. A middle-aged tenth-level Qi Refiner cultivator in purple robes stood beside the sapphire-carved counter. Behind the middle-aged cultivator in purple robe, there are three deep corridors, all leading to the auction venue at the bottom of the Red Lake. Other monks stepped forward to pay the spirit stones and receive jade breastplates from the cultivator in purple robe. .

Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.

He brushed the storage bag at his waist and took out the jade plaque given to him by the old man in white robe on the second floor of Siyuanxuan from the space of the stone tablet.

After he took out the jade plaque with '17' engraved on it, the expression of the maid leading the way changed slightly, and she winked to the side. Soon the mountain wall on the side became illusory, and a man with the same appearance walked out of it. A fine maid.

"Senior, please come this way."

The maid said to Gu Qing in a gentle voice.

Gu Qing pinned the jade plaque with '17' engraved on it to his chest and smiled softly and nodded to the maid in front of him. This maid was not a monk. She seemed a little nervous at this time. She was very young. Looking at her green face, He was probably thirteen or fourteen years old.

The maid took Gu Qing and walked in the middle corridor.

When Gu Qing came here a few years ago, he took the corridor on the side. If he guessed correctly, the corridor in the middle should lead to the second floor of the auction house.

His vision grew dark.

Although the maid in front was nervous, she was still swaying hard. She must have been specially taught by Xiang Jia. The purpose does not need to be explained.

A monk who can go up to the second floor is naturally worth wooing.

A long, flat corridor leads directly underground.

Tap tap tap...

The only sound in the corridor was the footsteps of the maid.

Gu Qing stepped on the ground like flying, vomiting silently. After walking for a while, a cold colorful mist filled his eyes. The maid leading the way stopped and lowered her head to wait.

Not long after, the cold colorful mist that filled the front was forcibly split open by the light of a sharp axe, revealing a tall stone door carved with a blue dragon.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the stone door slowly rose upwards, with a slightly dazzling white light. The maid could not help but squint her eyes, and led Gu Qing into the stone door.

Gu Qing's eyes suddenly brightened.

The venue was made of a large number of white jade carvings and was extremely wide. With the circular auction table in the center as the center, circles of fixed seats spread out to all sides, like steps rising up. At this time, Gu Qing was located at the 17th or 18th floor. On the second floor, which is 10 feet high, there are about dozens of stands on the left and right.

The maid took him to the seventeenth stand from left to right. As Gu Qing came to the stand, the jade plaque on his chest flickered.

A layer of white light curtain spreads from the center of the stand to the surrounding white pillars.

Soon the white light curtain enveloped the entire stand. Gu Qing stepped forward to take a look at the hollow white pillars. His consciousness penetrated into it and found that under the hollow white stone pillars carved into white tiger vine clouds, there was a small array.

Similar to the streamer array disc, but of a higher grade.

He tilted his head slightly.

On the hollowed-out mountain belly above, there are rows of crystal jade stones emitting white light. This is the most common kind of luminous stone. Gu Qing also bought a lot of these luminous stones in order to illuminate the space of the stone monument. This luminous stone only needs to be exposed to the spiritual energy. It is quite magical that it can continue to light up for hundreds of years in the environment.

On the belly of the oval mountain, there are several huge windows, and through the white transparent barrier, you can see the vast red waters, with many strange-looking fish swimming around.

"Senior, this is the list of items for this auction."

The maid still lowered her head and carefully handed over a jade slip.

"Looked up."

Gu Qing spoke coldly.

He looked at the maid who was trying her best to raise her face, took the jade slip in her hand, and sat casually on the brand new slip aside.

His consciousness came out from between his eyebrows and penetrated the jade slip.

Soon, he knew the detailed information of more than a hundred items.

His iron corpse will probably be auctioned near dusk, and the high-grade magic weapon and talisman pen that Chu Tian learned about will be auctioned after nightfall. As for the Blood Sea Soul Flag, it is one of the finale items and will be auctioned at Auction near midnight.

"What's your name?" Gu Qing leaned on the couch, casually spreading his long white hair, picking up a strand and twisting it between his fingers, looking at the maid.

The maid's body trembled.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the handsome young man in black clothes and white hair. She tightened her grip on the corners of her clothes, and her green cheeks turned as red as blood.

She responded with a voice like a mosquito buzzing: "Xiang Xin."

Gu Qing nodded expressionlessly.

"Xiang Xin, a descendant of the Xiang family?"

He continued to ask questions.

"Direct lineage." Xiang Xin said.

"oh?"

Gu Qing looked a little surprised.

He focused his eyes on Xiang Xin, stood up from his knees, walked straight towards Xiang Xin, and placed his big hands on Xiang Xin's head.

"The spiritual root qualifications are very poor, and it is difficult to cultivate."

Gu Qing spoke calmly and retracted his palm.

He ignored Xiang Xin who was blushing to the point of being unable to stand still, threw out the futon and placed it on the edge of the stand, and sat on the futon, overlooking the circular auction table below.

"Do one thing for me and I'll help you introduce the Qi into your body."

Gu Qing looked down for a few times and spoke to Xiang Xin.

"What...what's going on?" Xiang Xin turned to face Gu Qing.

"I will tell you when I leave. This matter will not put you in any danger. Whether you agree or not is entirely up to you."

Gu Qing's tone did not fluctuate.

Xiang Xinwei said without any hesitation: "Okay."



It's noon.

The auction venue gradually became noisy.

There are hundreds of monks on the first floor. Most of them are in the early stage of Qi refining and have not yet opened up the sea of ​​consciousness. Even if they lower their voices when talking to each other, they are still very noisy together.

At this time, a white light flashed on the circular auction stage in the center of the auction venue, and a figure in white robes was revealed.

"cough!"

"I came east and was appointed by my family to host this auction. Most of the fellow Taoists here should know Xiang. Xiang often sits in Siyuanxuan."

This person is the white-robed old man from the Xiang family whom Gu Qing met on the second floor of Siyuanxuan a few days ago. His cultivation is in the Qi Refining Stage.

Xiang Donglai smiled and looked around at the practitioners in the auction house, clasping his fists and handing over his hands: "I would also like to thank you fellow Taoists for supporting me, Xiangjia, and coming to participate in this auction. This auction will last until midnight tonight. I'm a bit pressed for time, so Xiang didn't say much and just said briefly..."

"Then start quickly and don't say these useless things!"

"Brother Donglai! No need to talk nonsense, let's get started!"

Several urgings came from the third floor.

Xiang Donglai smiled bitterly, swallowed the opening words he had prepared for a long time, flicked his sleeves and took out a ball of blue light that was more than ten feet long.

The blue light faded away, revealing a long bow.

"Han Chi's Luoyue Bow is one foot and two feet long, seven inches in diameter and two feet and two inches in diameter. It carries a total of 2,200 mysterious spiritual patterns engraved on it. It can attract the moonlight into the bow, and the arrows will be empty and sound like thunder. Roaring, it can destroy the soul and tear apart the soul. Within a hundred miles, its power will become stronger, but beyond a hundred miles, its power will weaken. Its power is unpredictable.

This bow is a top-grade magic weapon, with a base price of thirty-two mid-grade spiritual stones. "

After Xiangdong came to take out the bow, the place fell into a strange silence.

Many of the cultivators on the first floor almost stared out of their eyes on the spot. They never thought that the first lot in the auction held by Xiang Jia would be so extraordinary.

"Thirty-three middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"Thirty-five pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"Forty-two pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones! I am a first-class guest of the Danding Sect. I also ask all fellow Taoists to give me a favor and don't argue with me, so as not to hurt your harmony."

"Mother Shang Xie! I'll give you a piece of shit, do you want it? Bah! I'm just a slave from the Alchemy Sect with a shitty face, and I'll give you forty-five middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"..."

The bidding sounds came and went in the auction venue.

Several monks on the third floor made bids one after another. Among the dozens of stands on the second floor, many monks also made bids. Among the monks on the first floor, there were actually several black-robed cultivators who made bids.

After a few breaths passed, the asking price for Han Chi's Luoyue Bow soared to seventy pieces of mid-grade spiritual stones, causing many monks to secretly smack their lips.

On the 17th stand from left to right on the second floor, Gu Qing was somewhat interested in the Han Chi Luoyue Gong and made a bid.

His asking price was fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones.

This bidding price is already very high for a high-grade magic weapon, but it is far from enough to take a photo of Han Chi's Luo Yue Bow. His bidding price was overshadowed by other monks the moment he exited the door. , without causing any ripples.

"Although bow-type magic weapons are very rare, I never thought they could fetch such a high price." Gu Qing gave up on the bow.

His spiritual stones are not abundant.

Gu Qing glanced at Xiang Xin, who was sitting cross-legged next to him.

At this moment, Xiang Xin was shrouded in a fire-like spiritual light, with several piles of spiritual stone fragments scattered around him. He already had a spiritual power level of Qi refining, which was being consolidated at this moment.

"It was very smooth to help this woman introduce Qi into her body. She must have tried to introduce Qi into her body many times on her own, so my guidance was so smooth."

After a few glances, Gu Qing looked away.

If he forcibly helps this woman introduce Qi into her body, it will inevitably leave some hidden dangers. However, for this woman with very poor spiritual qualifications, it will be difficult for her to successfully introduce Qi into her body for the rest of her life if she only relies on her own cultivation. , reaching the first level of Qi refining.

He looked down at the auction table.

The auction of Han Chi's Luoyue Bow has come to an end.

In the end, the irritable-tongued cultivator on the third floor who called himself 'Lao Tzu' successfully bought it, and the transaction price was eighty-seven yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones.

Eighty-seven pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones, which is already the price of a top-grade magic weapon. Adding a few more pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones can buy two Crimson Pills, but at this moment, it is just a deal for a top-grade magic weapon, a long bow. Price, Gu Qing's expression was a little strange.

On the auction table below, the second lot was taken out by the white-robed old man who came to the east and flicked his sleeves, holding it in his palm.

This is a dark red bracelet instrument.

"The Three Burning Treasure Bracelet is from the hands of fellow Taoist Jinquan from Red Flame Valley. It carries nine hundred and thirty fire spiritual patterns of three types engraved on it. It is injected with spiritual power and can activate three kinds of powerful spiritual fires. In addition to fighting magic, it can also be used to refine elixirs and magic weapons.

This bracelet is a high-grade magic weapon with a base price of 1,900 low-grade spiritual stones. "

Xiang Donglai spoke in a deep voice.

His voice, driven by spiritual power, resounded throughout the auction house.

Gu Qing glanced at the bracelet for a few times before paying attention.

This three-burning treasure bracelet is also good.

But the gap compared to Han Chi's Luoyue Bow was a bit big.

The number of bids in the auction house was more than before, but the price rose very slowly. It was not until more than ten breaths later that the price of the three-burning treasure bracelet climbed to twenty-five yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones. The black-robed cultivator in the front row took the photo.