The auction house in the city even auctioned various treasures on the second day of the trade fair.
Many rare items attracted many wealthy monks.
"Seven hundred and sixty thousand spiritual stones, this piece of Geng spirit was obtained by this fellow Taoist." A middle-aged monk standing at the front of the auction hall said with a smile on his face.
On the sandalwood table in front of him, there was an emerald green tray, which contained an inconspicuous pale golden ore the size of a walnut.
As a result, a monk with a blurry face wearing a silver robe walked out of the stage excitedly, stepped forward to hand over the spirit stone, and then took the Geng Jing away.
Li Huanzhen, who was also sitting in the audience, sighed softly. Suddenly he stood up and walked out of the auction hall. No matter how precious the items auctioned below are, they have nothing to do with him.
That night, he easily found Master Gengjing with his spiritual consciousness. But what the other party wanted to exchange was actually a seventh-level beast egg or another legendary treasure refining material called "One God Mud". Li Huanzhen didn't have any, so he could only return disappointed.
But from the other party's mouth, Li Huanzhen also learned that Geng Jing was not big, but he got it. It's only enough to mix in seven or eight flying swords, but it's still not enough.
But nevertheless. When today's auction involving Geng Jing began, Li Huanzhen still participated.
But as soon as the price exceeded 500,000 spirit stones, Li Huanzhen gave up on it completely.
It seems that his Dagong Sword Formation will not be able to be used in a short time.
After leaving the auction house, Li Huanzhen did not go there again, but went to Fangshi for another round. Buy some auxiliary materials that can be purchased for refining the puppet first.
Then, he went straight to the corner of Tiantian City.
Today is the fourth day of the trade fair. He remembered what Marquis Nanlong had told him, and out of curiosity, he found this place according to the place mentioned in the jade slip.
After Li Huanzhen briefly scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, he stood in front of a seemingly ordinary stone house.
He walked over and before he could knock on the door, the wooden door opened on its own.
A bearded man wearing a jade crown and purple robe walked out.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you are finally here. Let me introduce some of my fellow Taoists to get to know you." Nanlong Hou said seemingly very happy.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, you have been waiting for a long time!" Li Huanzhen said a few polite words, and was let into the stone house by Nanlong Hou.
Han was startled by the situation inside the house. It was so empty. How could there be anyone there?
But with a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered the forbidden fluctuations in the room.
At the same time, Nanlong Hou also noticed Li Huanzhen's actions. He smiled slightly and said:
"Of course this little trick can't be hidden from Fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Li, please come with me!"
As he spoke, he casually drew a spell, and a piece of golden cloud shot out from his sleeve.
After the golden clouds passed, an inconspicuous piece of ground in the house suddenly flashed with white light, the illusion disappeared, and a dark stone step suddenly appeared.
Marquis Nanlong walked on without saying a word. After Li Huanzhen frowned slightly, he followed without hesitation.
The stone steps are very short, and almost as soon as you step forward, you will appear in a small underground hall. The soft white light of a few moonstones illuminates the place dimly and brightly, but it is not very clear.
There were seven or eight monks inside, six of whom were sitting. Among them, a man and a woman stood side by side, as if they were together. \\
When these people saw Nanlong Hou and Li Huanzhen coming in, they glanced over at the same time.
"It's you!"
When the standing man saw Li Huanzhen's appearance, his face changed drastically and he cried out.
It sounded like he recognized Li Huanzhen.
Li Huanzhen was stunned when he heard this, his eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on the face of this man in the late stage of pill formation. The result was an impressive silver mask. Seeing this, Li Huanzhen was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of sarcasm appeared on his lips.
This man turned out to be the desperate young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who chased him back then. He wore the same silver mask, and the same person under the mask. His eyes lacked the arrogance of the young man back then, but had more vicissitudes of life and a hint of anger. color.
"I didn't expect to see old friends here. It really surprised Han!"
"How is that possible? You...you condensed into Nascent Soul?"
The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect has a better voice than before. It was a bit hoarse, but anyone could hear the fear in his words.
"What's going on? Do you know this fellow Taoist?" A man in black robe sitting in front of Wang Chan suddenly asked coldly.
"Second uncle. This man is the Huang Maple Valley monk named Han whom I told you about. It was him back then..."
"Needless to say. Fellow Daoist Li is already a Nascent Soul Stage monk. How can I meet you as a junior?" This middle-aged man in a black shirt with an elegant face flashed a look of surprise on his face, but after frowning, , interrupted without hesitation.
Then the man smiled gently at Li Huanzhen and said pleasantly:
"I'm King Tiangu of the Ghost Spirit Sect. What happened back then. My nephew doesn't know how high the sky is, so he offended me for many reasons. But for my sake, I hope fellow Taoist will not care about this matter anymore."
Judging from this man's tone, he seemed to know something about Li Huanzhen.
"It was just a trivial matter between me and fellow Taoist Wang back then. How could Han still hold a grudge after so many years have passed? Your Excellency filtered it out!" Li Huanzhen glanced at the man in black robes and chuckled, as if he really wanted to forget about it. But Li Huanzhen sneered secretly in his heart. .
Back then, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect almost killed him time and time again, and was even forced to take the risk of teleporting away from Tiannan. How can one give up this hatred so easily?
If it weren’t for the numerous Nascent Soul cultivators in front of us, and the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was also here. He would definitely kill the other party immediately.
But for now we can only look at what other characters are. Are there still demonic people?
Otherwise, Qiu did not report, but was destroyed by the other party's joint forces.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Li was originally from Yellow Maple Valley. I thought Fellow Daoist was originally a monk in the Luoyun Sect. However, it would be great if Fellow Daoist can give up the past grudges. After all, I have invited you all here. I don't want to see that. Something unpleasant happened." At this time, Marquis Nanlong intervened at the right time.
Wang Tiangu smiled slightly when he heard this. With such a deep scheming person, he would not easily believe what Li Huanzhen said.
So, he nodded casually and said:
"My Taoist friend is so broad-minded, Wang admires me. But don't worry, Taoist friend Li. I will severely punish my nephew after I go back. But Taoist friend actually cultivated from the foundation building stage to the Nascent Soul stage in just two hundred years." . It is really unbelievable. It must be hundreds of years later. It is not impossible for fellow Taoists to practice to the late Nascent Soul stage. We and other people with dull qualifications are far behind!"
