The process of entering the inner room went smoothly, and the group entered the auction house unimpeded.
As soon as I entered the main auction venue, I was instantly frightened by the scary wave.
How many people should there be...
Ning Xia raised her head and looked around the entire venue, with no end in sight. The vault is so high that you can't see the bottom, the entire venue is like a colosseum, and there are small boxes that are constantly floating around. You can vaguely see the people sitting inside.
I don’t know what method the organizers used to make these small boxes move around along irregular lines, sometimes rising and sometimes falling. One of the boxes slid down and was closer. Ningxia took the opportunity to see clearly the strange thing on the top of the box.
A purple stone the size of a fist. It looked a bit rough and not in good condition, but it was emitting a bright spiritual light, with streaks of overflowing purple light floating in the air, and disappeared after a while.
The small private room that had been falling straight down gradually slowed down. Someone who seemed to be a staff member came to help and stabilize the small box. Ningxia saw the other person take off the dim purple stone from the top of the box, and then put another one on it.
It seems that the purple stone must be a mystery. It is probably the use of that thing to make the box levitate. It’s just that the purple stone has limited capabilities and needs to be replaced frequently.
Looking at this small box floating in the sky...it's really amazing. Ningxia sighed from the bottom of her heart.
It's amazing that such a grand scene can be created in a small world.
You must know that after arriving in Lianwu City, she gradually became aware of the strangeness of this island, not just the sword slaves, but also the people.
I didn't realize it at first, but later I felt more and more that this Floating Cloud Island... was simply the Truman world.
This huge island seemed to be sealed by something, and the monks living inside were imprisoned in various ways.
The endless sea area is shrouded in fog all year round, and it is forbidden to fly with royal weapons on the sea area. Madam Hong Ji declared that they were outsiders, etc... These strange things cast layers of gloom over Ningxia.
When I came to Lianwu City, there were countless strange things.
Monks in antique clothes. Oh, it's not the ordinary ancient style. Ningxia is talking about a very old and outdated style, which is completely out of touch with the outside world and out of tune.
The monks in the city also knew nothing about the outside world. It seemed to them that there was only one island called Fuyun Island. When it comes to some current news or common knowledge, she doesn't know anything about it. She is even more ignorant than Ningxia, a homebody.
The most frightening thing is that the purchasing power of spiritual stones here is astonishingly high. Almost all the residents in Lianwu City are monks, which is similar to the whole people cultivating immortals. But the strange thing is that most of them are monks who are wasting their time at the bottom. The first and second levels of Qi training are considered to be the best.
Going up further requires spiritual stones and exercises. But that's something only big families have. Ordinary monks who work hard for half a lifetime may be able to buy the simplest technique on the black market, but by then they will be old and their lifespan is approaching, and they will waste it in vain.
The monks of the big family are also very short of resources. After all, going up further, Jindan and Nascent Soul need more than just spiritual stones, but Fuyun Island is short of spiritual stones, and it also lacks heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and skills to knock on the door.
In short, everyone is poor, but it is man-made things that they don’t know how to use, which are the cheapest.
So after Ningxia and others came here, they found that the prices here were really crazy. Some things are very cheap outside, but hard to find here. Some things are quite rare outside, but no one cares about them here.
This place is really weird inside and out.
"Are they all together?"
Ningxia and the others shook their heads.
Of course Zhao Ting is not with them. He is going to a specific top-floor box. I heard that most of the nobles in Lianwu City will attend tonight.
This kind of occasion is naturally a competition for families and family assets, and they don't want to lose their status in front of other families.
Ningxia and the others didn't want to go to that kind of occasion. His identity is already sensitive. If he attracts more people's attention, wouldn't he be seeking death?
Moreover, there are other things in Ningxia that cannot be dealt with without finding a place to hide them from others.
Tonight...she was still waiting to watch the show. If you get together with those "Long Aotian" people, the fun may be compromised.
Hearing that the two people in Ningxia planned to sit in a small box, Zhao Ting expressed regret that they would see each other again, and asked someone to arrange a luxurious small box for them with a great view.
Before leaving, Zhao Ting also told Ningxia and the others that if they were interested in the small black market, they could tell the station staff later and they would take them there.
Although it is called a small black market, it is really an interesting place. Visitors are only allowed to stay for one hour from entry to exit, and it is said that the items inside are only for exchange, not for sale.
When Ning Xia heard about this place again, she thought about it. She remembered what the man in black robe said to her before she came here, and she felt a little warm.
There are still more than two hours before the auction starts, so why not take a look.
After seeing Zhao Ting off and looking at the receptionist who was about to say something, Ningxia made a decision.
"Please, fellow Taoist, please arrange for us to go to the little black market."
The receptionist monk accepted Ning Xia's reward with a smile and said respectfully: "Please come to the box. I'll be there soon."
Then Ning Xia and Xie Shi followed the receptionist into the box. The box looked small when it was floating, but when it fell to the ground it was not small, and it was quite spacious inside.
There is enough space for four or five people to sit and sleep. There is a wooden table with beautiful patterns in the middle. There are several comfortable-looking futons on the ground. The wooden floor is quite antique.
Sitting on the futon, you can see the outside. Through a transparent wall of unknown material, the people in Ningxia can see the ground getting farther and farther away, and the central stage that gradually comes into view.
There is an exquisite high platform set up there, which is particularly conspicuous when viewed from the sky. If items are placed in the middle and the lights are reflected, it will definitely be the focus of the entire audience.
Presumably that was the auction stand, where the displays were held. Because their thousands of small boxes all revolve around the platform, it is easy for them to watch the products at 365 degrees without even thinking about it.
It's too modern.
The owner behind this is quite discerning. It’s no wonder that Si Wuxing has been able to operate to this point in a short period of time.
This small box looks flamboyant from the outside, but in fact, it is surprisingly stable when you sit in it, much more stable than a car. You need to know that this small box is for flying.
The leader motioned for Ning Xia and Xie Shi to sit down first. He stood in front of the "glass" without knowing what he was looking at.
After a long time, he said: "Okay."
alright? What's better? Ning Xia and Xie Shi looked at each other, wondering what medicine the other party was selling.
They saw the other party turn to their side, pick up the copper kettle in the middle, and reveal the depression inside.
