During the Qi training period, the timid waiter Erfang asked, "What do you need, sir?"
Liu Qingyan waved her hands, indicating that she didn't need anything. After waving her hands, she felt it was inappropriate. She pinched her throat and faked a very hoarse voice, saying, "No, sit down."
The waiter, whose heart was in his throat, ran away as fast as he could when he heard these words.
Liu Qingyan glanced at the waiter's back from under the wide brim of the black cloak, and sighed to Amao Chuanyin, "Today's Qi training monks can't help but be scared."
Amao habitually replied, "I seem to remember that a few years ago, someone was just practicing Qi."
Liu Qingyan rolled her eyes, "Not a few years ago, a certain cat was practicing Qi right now."
Amao was angry, and immediately scratched Liu Qingyan's face with his claws. Its claws were very sharp and could break the skin of a fourth-level monster at the first level. Liu Qingyan was a physical practitioner, and his skin was sharper than that of monks of the same level. It was much thicker, but there were still three bloody marks scratched by Amao's claws.
Hissing, Liu Qingyan raised his hand to touch the darkened cheeks. Liu Qingyan was also angry. With a turn of spiritual power, he forcibly broke off one of Amao's claws and pressed it into the spirit beast bag without any explanation. He ignored it at all. Its cry of "no rights to cats, inhumane".
After this incident, the woman who entered Tianzihao's room had already come out. She didn't notice Liu Qingyan following her and walked straight out of the inn.
Liu Qingyan was wondering why this girl Lian Xin came to Liangcheng. After a while, another woman walked out of the room.
The woman was dressed in white, with a beautiful figure and a beautiful face. She exuded a sense of holiness that made people unable to bear to be blasphemed. Standing in front of her, one would naturally feel ashamed of herself.
Liu Qingyan can guarantee that this person is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life. He is a man, and his real appearance is more gorgeous. He and this woman have different styles, so naturally they cannot be compared.
If Mei Rentu saw her, I'm afraid even the tigers wouldn't be able to pull her away, and he would have to draw her.
After the woman in white walked down the stairs, she said a few words to the waiter who came up to her, pointed to the room where she met Lian Xin, handed over a few spiritual stones, and left the inn.
Liu Qingyan saw several male Foundation-building cultivators following him with lewd smiles on their faces.
How could a gaudy Hehuan Temple female cultivator like Lian Xin have anything to do with such a woman?
The styles of these two people are totally incomparable.
Liu Qingyan couldn't figure it out, so she blinked away the confusion in her eyes, and then waved to the timid waiter. When he came over, she still used that hoarse voice to ask him to prepare a room for him to move into.
Liu Qingyan suddenly felt that bullying people is really addictive.
Five days later, Zhenbao Pavilion.
Wearing a black cloak and full of gloomy aura, Liu Qingyan, who looked like a ghost sect monk, entered a box on the third floor of the auction house from the teleportation array in the pavilion with a purple gold token.
The confidentiality measures at the Zhenbao Pavilion auction house are very good. The box is equipped with a formation that can prevent spiritual visits. Except for the relevant personnel in the pavilion, no one else knows the identity of the distinguished guest who enters the box.
Sitting in the box and stroking the purple gold token in his hand, Liu Qingyan finally figured out some of its benefits. He didn't know what the fat boss who gave him the token was thinking. With those beautiful carvings, he could get rare VIP guest status of Jumbo Pavilion
Or is it because of Mei Rentu, a wretched young man with a short hair who likes to draw beauties? What is his identity?
The people I have met recently are all full of mysteries.
Liu Qingyan was very tired and put all this behind her. While chatting with the reconciled Amao, she observed the entire auction venue from the opening in front of the box.
There is also a mystery to the opening. From the inside, you can clearly see the situation outside, but the situation inside the box cannot be explored from the outside.
This was Liu Qingyan's first time attending an auction, and looking at the layout in the auction house, she felt very fresh.
The entire auction hall has a radius of thirty feet and is very spacious. The auction table is located in the center of the venue. The circular table is shrouded by a transparent light mask. It is thought that a defensive formation is set up to prevent the precious auction items from being taken away.
There is another formation on the platform of the auction platform. The complicated formations are very familiar. Liu Qingyan thought for a while and then remembered the teleportation formation in the cave in the experience forest near Xuanyu Gate. The formations of the two formations were very familiar. Generally similar.
There were dozens of circles of seats around the auction table. They were all monks who had not taken the boxes. At this time, most of them were already occupied. Liu Qingyan took a general look around. There were men, women, children, good and evil, and cultivators. It ranges from Qi training to Jindan.
Looking further up, there is a circle of private rooms with formations and no access to the inside. There are five floors of private rooms, with thirty rooms on each floor.
All monks above Nascent Soul should have the right to use the box. In addition to being arranged according to their cultivation level, the monks who get the box should also be those from big families and those who are closely related to Zhenbao Pavilion.
Liu Qingyan felt that his own situation should be classified as having a close relationship with Zhenbao Pavilion, not as close as Mi Mi.
When the time comes, the auction begins on time.
The Zhenbao Pavilion has great wealth and is flourishing in the world of cultivation. There are countless monks in the pavilion who have advanced cultivation skills. That power is unstoppable, and the auctions it holds will never be delayed to wait for certain people.
As soon as the auction started, the entire venue had a flash of inspiration, and the protective array took effect. From this moment until the end of the auction, the entire auction venue was closed to entry and exit.
At the same time, a beautiful woman appeared out of thin air on the auction stage. She smiled gently at the monks participating in the auction. Her teeth were as white as jade and dazzled. Many male monks' eyes went straight.
After laughing, she listened to her soft words: "Dear seniors and friends, welcome to participate in this auction. I am Ruyu, the auctioneer of this auction. This auction is based on the principles of fairness, openness, and impartiality. All items are auctioned. The one with the highest price will get it, once the decision is made, it will not change."
Although her voice was soft, it could clearly reach the ears of all the monks present. After saying the opening remarks, she was seen moving lightly and taking a small step to the side. Then, she saw a figure appear where she had been standing. There is a chest-high table with a bottle of elixirs on it.
Auctioneer Ruyu turned her wrist, and a small hammer of the same color as the table appeared in her hand. She pointed at the bottle of elixir and said, "This bottle contains a beauty-fixing elixir. Once you take it, your appearance will remain unchanged for life. Let's start bidding." The price is 50,000 spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 5,000 spirit stones. Start now."
As soon as he finished speaking, bidding sounds immediately appeared in the field.
"Fifty-five thousand."
"Sixty thousand."
"Eighty thousand."
The Fixing Pill is a more advanced elixir than the Keeping Pill that can make your appearance stay.
You can buy one of the Beauty Pills with a few thousand spiritual stones, and taking one pill can keep your appearance unchanged for twenty years. If you want to continue to maintain your appearance after twenty years, you have to take another pill. In the world of cultivation, it is easy to In terms of hundreds or even thousands of lifespans, once you reach the point of using Zhuyan Dan, the spiritual stones in your hands will flow out like water, not to mention that it is difficult to cultivate the elixir for refining Zhuyan Dan. Yan Dan is very rare and must be snapped up as soon as it appears.
Even though it is rare, Zhuanyan Dan can always be purchased, but the Dingyan Dan is different. As long as you take one pill of this kind of elixir, your appearance will remain unchanged for life. There are several flavors of Dingyan Dan that have been handed down. Spiritual medicine has become extinct in the world of cultivation. Only when a few secret realms are opened, a few can be brought out. In this way, there is often a shortage of one or two flavors.
Collecting the elixir is extremely difficult. If you want to refine the elixir, you have to ask an alchemist of level six or above to take action. The rate of elixir production is also a problem.
Therefore, most monks who want the Dingyan Pill will piece together the elixir in their hands with others, and then ask the alchemist to refine it. The elixir obtained in this way is too small to be taken by oneself, and it is not available on the market. , even less.
Faced with the temptation of eternal beauty, female cultivators simply cannot resist. Male cultivators can also take it themselves or give it to their loved ones, so no matter whether they are male or female cultivators, they will not be lenient.
As soon as the price was announced, the auction house immediately became a Shura market.
Liu Qingyan in the box was holding the storage bag around her waist, facing Amao, wanting to cry but not having any tears.
He originally thought that he had a small fortune and could afford the expense at the auction, but he never expected that his entire net worth of more than 40,000 yuan and less than 50,000 yuan of spiritual stones could not even afford the minimum price of a pill.
Liu Qingyan leaned back in her chair and suddenly felt that all her previous thoughts were in vain.
I don’t know whether his luck is good or bad. Let’s call it bad. This auction is a rare high-level auction. The items that will be auctioned are all extremely rare treasures and panaceas. Let’s call it okay, average level. At the auction, he could really get a few good things with his few spiritual stones. But at today's auction, even the smallest amount of spiritual stones he had could not be enough to buy.
I will cry if I continue
Come on, at this auction, he will treat it as someone who has gained experience.
Just like that, I still occupied a precious box space.
This Dingyan Pill was finally sold to a Yuanying female cultivator from the Xuanyu Sect in the box on the fourth floor for 1.1 million spirit stones.
The reason why she was able to be won by the Guangyuan True Monarch was because at the end of the competition, she announced her family status and promised many benefits to her competitors. They gave up the competition because of the Xuanyu Sect's face.
Oh, it turns out that this wealthy senior Yuan Ying is also an elder of his Xuan Yu Sect
But what does this have to do with him?
Facing such a terrifying Shura field, Liu Qingyan slumped on the chair and didn't want to get up. She was too nervous to watch the excitement.
Amao regained his appetite and silently gnawed on a piece of spirit stone, while nagging Liu Qingyan, "Now you think it's more economical to raise a rare and precious civet like me."
Liu Qingyan let out a long sigh, rolled her eyes at the ceiling, and had no energy to pay attention to it.
This auction started with an uproar among the whole audience. It was a good start and gave the next auction an excellent start.
