Qionglou Yuyu, colorful.
The lights are bright and there are many pedestrians.
Taikoo is also the city that never sleeps.
Walking in the streets, Gu Dongdong sent a message: "One invitation with three hundred spirit stones can earn 600,000 yuan in one fell swoop. Why don't the Jiang family set up more places?"
Zhong Yan said with a smile: "These two thousand people should be prepared for casual cultivators. The Jiang family will definitely give free gifts to the big shots from the sects and aristocratic families. There are also some cultivators with connections. Most of them have other ways to obtain invitations. Such a large auction Yes, there are at least five or six thousand people."
Only rare things can be called auctions. Generally, auctions have more than a dozen lots, and anything over twenty is considered a lot.
The Jiang family got ninety-nine items, including the 'Foundation Building Pill'. They were obviously monks with a broad face.
It is more of an exchange meeting than an auction. Many of the monks who want to participate are rushing to see the world.
"Fellow Taoist, wait!"
A voice came, and a fat monk dressed as a Taoist priest quickly caught up and said, "Excuse me, fellow Taoists, do you need an invitation to the auction? It only costs 1,500 spiritual stones."
Zhong Yan was dumbfounded. He had encountered scalpers twice when he came out of the restaurant earlier, selling tickets for one thousand and two.
"One thousand and fifty? Someone just sold me eight hundred, and I didn't even buy it."
As he said that, Zhong Yan glanced at the six storage bags and a spirit beast bag on the other person's waist, and then looked at his fat face wearing a face mask. He was slightly startled, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind.
The fat Taoist said: "Fellow Taoist, please don't joke. You can't buy it for eight hundred now."
Zhong Yan stared at him, unable to tell what his cultivation level was, and asked, "Dare you ask me your surname?"
The fat Taoist was stunned for a moment, a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he murmured in his heart: It would be such a coincidence to meet a gangster who was slaughtered. These two people have never concealed their appearance, so they have no impression at all...
Looking at his expression and behavior, he concluded that Zhong Yan had just arrived in the Holy City, and because he could not see through Zhong Yan's realm, he felt that his cultivation level was not bad enough and he should be rich, so he stepped forward to sell it.
With his mind spinning, the fat Taoist cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Since Taoist friend thinks it's expensive, I'll give it up. Excuse me."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zhong Yan stopped and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Pang!"
The fat man paused, and countless memories flashed through his mind. He was once again sure that he did not recognize the two people behind him, but if he could call his real surname, he must have recognized him, and they were old friends and acquaintances.
After some calculation, he slowly turned around and asked curiously: "I wonder who you are?"
Zhong Yan smiled, restored his original voice and said, "It's been fifty years since we left Qingyang. How is Brother Tao?"
This fat Taoist is actually the 'Taoist Duobao', Pang Baodu!
The casual cultivator who used to be one of the best in strength and wealth in Qingyang City was quite mysterious and was known to be at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but Zhong Yan could never see the true depth of it.
Unexpectedly, he would end up in the distant Taikoo City while traveling.
Pang Baodu's eyes widened and he was stunned for a moment. He quickly stepped forward, looked up and down and said suspiciously: "Brother Zhong?!"
Zhong Yan smiled and said, "It's me. Brother Siyuan and I miss Brother Tao very much!"
"Hi!"
Pang Baodu raised his hand and punched him in the chest: "You shocked me. Let's go and talk somewhere else!"
Zhong Yan laughed: "It seems that Brother Dao has done a lot of side jobs."
"Barely maintaining the practice." Auspicious clouds appeared under Pang Baodu's feet, carrying Zhong Yan and the others to fly high into the sky.
Most fairy cities are not completely closed to the air, as long as they stay above the city roads and do not fly over buildings randomly.
The city is too big to be able to fly. Simply speaking, this ancient city is more than ten times larger than Qingyang City, and it may not be possible to visit it all on foot in three to five years.
Turn left and right.
The three of them soon landed in a nearby private courtyard.
"Brother Zhong, please come in quickly!"
Pang Baodu opened the ban and invited warmly.
After entering the house, he fluttered his sleeves and took off the disguise on his face, revealing his true face, a fat face full of joy. He looked at Gu Dongdong and said with a smile, "I guess this is my younger brother and sister!"
Gu Dongdong bowed and said, "Mr. Zhong Gu, Dong'er, I have met Taoist brother."
Zhong Yan's face squirmed and his body shape also changed, returning to his original body shape and appearance in an instant.
Pang Baodou was surprised and praised: "Brother Zhong's secret method is so wonderful, there is no trace at all, no trace at all!"
He twisted his fat body and quickly put wine, drinks, and fruit on the table to eat, while saying: "Come on, please sit down quickly. It's beyond my expectation to see you here. It's fate! I'm so lucky! Today you and I must put the wine Have fun and talk freely by candlelight!"
"I didn't expect it either! Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is such a joy in life!"
Zhong Yan had a look of emotion on his face and glanced around. There were two rooms and one hall, plus a stone door, which was obviously a training room. The environment was simple yet elegant, and the yard outside was also quite exquisite, covering an area of about forty square meters.
Although this place is located on the outskirts of the Holy City, being able to live in such a small private courtyard shows that the other party is doing well.
"When did Brother Dao arrive in Taikoo?"
Pang Baodu poured the spirit wine, greeted Gu Dongdong, and said with a smile: "I came here five years ago, passing by, and came here again three years ago. I have traveled everywhere in the past few years and have been to many places in the Eastern Region. I have plenty of time to stay." It didn’t take long. I felt that this holy city was good, so I rented this courtyard and planned to live there for two or three years. When it comes, brother, you..."
Zhong Yan secretly laughed. Although he hadn't seen him for a long time, he had been in contact with him a lot in Qingyang and knew him quite well. He was a guy who had no profit and couldn't afford to get up early. There was no benefit in going where he could go and stay here again. Three years will definitely be profitable.
Pang Baodu was already quite cheerful and talkative, and he was in a good mood when he saw his old friend. He recounted his general experiences over the past few decades without shying away from words, saying that he had encountered some adventures and fortunes, and that his cultivation had greatly improved.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Zhong Yan judged from the lines that this guy was at least the seventh level of the Golden Core.
However, as for Pang Baodu's spiritual root qualifications, people who are familiar with him, including Li Henian, Bai Siyuan, Yang Yanqing and others, do not know the details. Some say that there are three spiritual roots, while others say that they are true spiritual roots.
Zhong Yan has always suspected that Pang Baodu had already established a foundation when he first arrived in Qingyang. The most impressive thing that impressed him most was when he met Shen Wuli in Qingyuan Village, he could see through the opponent's cultivation level at a glance.
He even had the thought that Pang Bao was an old monster like the 'Fifth One' and the 'Corpse Smell Taoist', living in the mortal world and playing games in the world.
Otherwise, Ming Huang hangs so many storage bags around his waist, wanders around, and has been in the northwest cultivation world for many years, but he has never had any trouble.
"Right now, there are wars everywhere, but this holy city is at peace. The storms are coming, monks from all walks of life are coming and going, and they are quite knowledgeable...Brother Zhong, how is the Yan country?"
Zhong Yan had a drink with him and talked about the situation in Yan and Weinan in detail.
The two of them exchanged glasses and chatted until the sun rose. They talked about going back to Taikoo Shing, the auction, the battle of skills to find a bride, and the talented people from all walks of life.
For example, when it comes to selling invitations, this guy is an 'official scalper', and he does it in partnership with a member of the Jiang family. He is 'raising the price according to the order.' He will give 600 invitations back to the Jiang family, and if he sells them for a higher price, the rest will go to him.
In addition, when the Jiang family first started selling invitations, he secretly recruited different cultivators to buy hundreds of invitations and sold them himself, three hundred in, six hundred out, and later seven hundred, eight hundred, one thousand...
He also engaged in 'distribution' and found a few foundation-building guys to help sell it, which really made him a windfall.
Pang Baodu: "This auction of the Jiang family is quite grand, with important figures from all major forces participating..."
Zhong Yan took the brochure, a thick one, beautifully made, with detailed introductions to the auction items, including elixirs, magic weapons, elixirs, exercises... a total of ninety-nine items.
What made him stare was that when he turned to the third page, the third lot was a red and black soul stone, shaped like a key. Judging from the picture, it was exactly the same as the two 'key jade stones' he had seen before!
A "Baotong Trading Company" from Jingcheng Shenxiao Sect, because he noticed that it could induce heat and blood, it was an unusual soul stone, so he bought it thinking he had missed it, and finally gave it to Pei Nanjin.
The other one was obtained from the Yunmeng Secret Realm. He and Wei Siyu sneaked into the underground cave and found it in the storage bag of the fallen ancient monk. At that time, he had noticed that it was unusual, but after repeated research to no avail, he gave it to Wei Siyu.
Seeing it again now, Zhong Yan felt more and more weird about this key-like jade stone. Maybe its real purpose was really a 'key', used to open an object or a door?
Obviously, the Jiang family had not researched it, otherwise they would not have put it up for auction, and the starting price was only five hundred spirit stones, which was much lower than the starting prices of the previous two items.
The description of this soul stone in the album is also very simple. It is small and exquisite, has a strange shape, is extremely hard, and can store soul blood for a long time.
The Jiang family only emphasizes its miraculous effect of 'quieting the mind and concentrating the mind', which is helpful for spiritual practice. It is suitable for low-level monks to wear and can be given to outstanding juniors as inheritance gifts.
"No, it may be just to attract others..."
Zhong Yan's eyes flashed, and he whispered in his heart that maybe the Jiang family had discovered some tricks, such as knowing that there was more than just this 'key soul stone', and deliberately put it up for auction to attract people who knew the 'key'.
Pang Baodou noticed the change in his expression and asked curiously: "Why, I am interested in this soul stone?"
Zhong Yan nodded and said: "It looks good, suitable for giving away."
Pang Bao was dumbfounded, glanced at Gu Dongdong who was flipping through the album, and said with a smile: "That's right, we can join in the fun then, and maybe we can take some pictures. By the way, there were a few monks from Zhongzhou who came yesterday, and it didn't look easy. , I should go to the floating city to break through the level, and check it out at the party?"
"Okay, it just so happens that I want to see it too."
Zhong Yan nodded and asked jokingly: "Brother Dao, didn't you try it?"
Pang Baodu blinked, pondered a little, and said meaningfully: "The Jiang family's fight to recruit a bride this time may not be that simple."
"oh?"
Zhong Yan's heart moved, "Where do you start talking about this?"
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