Chapter 35 A message

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"It's a pity." Zhang Qing said with a smile, and then left here.

He actually wanted to see the strength of these rogue cultivators. He had only seen two groups of rogue cultivators before, one was Jiu She and others who attacked Xuanfeng Yuan, and the other was the rogue cultivators who followed the Shui family cultivators.

The strength of those two groups of casual cultivators was already considered elite, so Zhang Qing wanted to see what these ordinary casual cultivators looked like.

Unfortunately, he didn't get to see it in the end.

"Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I still have enough time. In two years, I have seen all the ups and downs of Chihu. In the future, I will also be able to see every inch of the mountains and rivers in the world, the earth, and the thirty-three Heaven, look at the vastness of the underworld.”

On the side, Feng Yangzi suddenly felt that the aura on Zhang Qing's body had changed a little. It had become...a little fairy-like?

He also became silent in his heart. This feeling was also the reason why he always rejected Tong He. As an old man who has been in the spiritual world for decades, he has a lot of experience and instincts.

For three days, Zhang Qing wandered around the market reluctantly, but until the day of the so-called auction, he failed to pick up even one leak.

There were quite a few people who used mortal objects to pass off as spiritual objects, so he finally gave up on Lieyangfang City.

"According to the information I got, the other nine people in the auction house may also appear in this auction, which means that there will probably be things that are also needed for foundation building. With such treasures as the foundation, other things are impossible. Too shabby.”

The people who left Anning City gathered together again, but Zhang Qing still didn't see the woman named Meng Xuan.

Without any more thoughts in their minds, Zhang Qing and Feng Yangzi headed to the Flame Tower.

He could feel that Feng Yangzi and the three of them were more or less excited. As for Zhang Qing himself, after seeing the bright auction place, he still looked like this.

Even as a foundation-building monk, the only auction place in Lieyangfang City does not have much luxury and decoration. At most, it is just a space that can accommodate three to five hundred people.

However, although the image was a bit different, the privacy protection for each monk was still in place. Zhang Qing looked around and saw that the distance between them was close to one foot.

The entire auction house unfolds like a folding fan, increasing step by step. At the very back and at the highest position are ten closed attics, which are brightly lit and seem to have foundation-building monks waiting in them.

"Built on the mountain, this place is already in the heart of the mountain. If something happens and you want to escape, I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Zhang Qing glanced around and thought in his heart.

It was during this period that Yan Yangzi, who represented the late stage of Qi training, appeared on the table below. After a burst of fancy words, he took out the first auction item and announced the start of the auction.

The first thing that appeared was certainly not shabby. It was a package of ten late-stage first-order talismans, which caused a long chase among those present at the late stage of Qi training.

Some of the items that followed were of lower value and could not attract Zhang Qing's attention, but some of them also made the family disciple who left Chihu couldn't help but be surprised.

"Except for the resources and inheritance, the casual cultivators are not as miserable as the clan says."

Zhang Qing gradually put away some of the pride in his heart, and the other monks in the field were also excited as the auction came to an end, especially when the second-level magic weapon appeared, even the buildings behind it Jidu couldn't help but raise the price.

"Do other foundation builders care so much about the magic weapon used by senior Yan Yangzi?"

Hearing Zhang Qing's doubts, Taoist Priest Mingyue on the left said: "More than half of the foundation-building seniors in Lieyangfang City have fire-attribute spiritual roots, and the same is true for senior Yanyangzi. This second-level magic sword Being nurtured by him for many years will certainly attract the attention of other fire spirit roots."

Zhang Qing nodded, and then watched the magical sword being taken down by a foundation-building monk behind him.

"Originally, the Fierce Sun Sword was already the highlight of this auction, but under Master's order, I still have a message to tell you. However, this message is not given for free, so if you fellow Taoists don't want to hear it, You can leave first.”

a message? The sudden change made Zhang Qing raise his eyebrows, and the audience became even more dissatisfied.

"Brother Zhuge, just tell me what the news is. If it is really useful, can we still do it without your spiritual stone?"

"Yes, there are so many comrades present, and the news cannot be unique. Who knows whether it has spread outside."

After hearing these many complaints, the monk in the late stage of Qi training just looked at everyone with a smile.

Until a foundation-building monk at the back said, "How many spiritual stones do you want? Just tell me. Also, let's talk about it first. If this news is not worth that much, don't blame me for being rude."

The Zhuge monk respectfully saluted in the direction of the foundation builder, "Senior Li, don't worry, the value of this news is definitely worth it, and even far exceeds the thirty spiritual stones ordered by the master."

In the later stage of Qi training, when it comes to foundation building, this person can only move his master out.

Hearing the price of thirty spirit stones, many monks present had ugly expressions. However, Ji Zhu was the first to speak, and no one dared to lower the price.

So some people got up and left, some were hesitant, and some were already planning to spend the spiritual stones.

In just a moment, the number of people had been reduced by one-third, and the foundation-building monk seemed to be impatient with the wait. He threw the spirit stone into the hands of monk Zhuge on the stage with a wave of his hand, "Let's talk."

This time, those who hesitated in the field were forced to make a choice. The Zhuge cultivator did not dare to continue to let Ji Zhu wait, and said in a serious tone:

"I believe you all have heard of the three major cities in Yunmengze, Fengyue, Lingxi, and Juncheng. Just three days ago, thousands of miles east of Lingxifang City, colorful clouds stretched across the sky, and the water system on the earth rolled. The earth's veins trembled, and the change lasted for a full five hours. Finally, the land was covered by the glow of clouds and mist, and there were rumors in Lingxifang City that there was a blessed land in the cave."

"Is this true?!" As soon as Brother Zhuge finished speaking, the several Foundation Establishment monks behind him had already subconsciously stood up to question him, and their auras were extremely unstable.

Zhang Qing was also in a hurry, with shock flashing in his eyes. He never imagined that he could hear such news in a place like Lieyangfang City.

Cave Heaven Blessed Land, this is a casual term among the cultivation world. To be more rigorous, the so-called Cave Heaven Blessed Land is not a secret realm left by a strong person, nor is it a space where heaven and earth naturally condense, but specifically refers to the fragments of the thirty-three days.

That is to say, the most fundamental foundation of the four major immortal cultivating families, Yunmengze Jinlan Sect, Zhao Gu, Zhang Shui, exists.

"The thirty-three-day fragment appeared, or... around Lingxifang City?" At this moment, Zhang Qing could already imagine what would happen to Yun Mengze in the next time.