Jiutian City's auctions are held once every month, and the standards are average. At the same time, they are held once every three years, and the standards are much higher.
As for the top auction held once in a century, the standards are even higher.
Ximen Changqing and Pan Yulian were quite lucky. They caught up with the auction held every three years, and the specifications were neither high nor low.
An auction with too low a standard will have fewer good things, while an auction with a high standard once in a hundred years will attract too many powerful people, including Holy Land disciples.
Because Jiutian City was jointly established by the nine Yuanying sects, the auction specifications were at the Yuanying level, and most of the auction items were third- and fourth-level spiritual objects.
The monthly auction is held by the nine sects in turn, while the triennial auction is jointly held by the nine sects.
The auction house in Jiutian City is tall and gorgeous, and can accommodate the participation of tens of thousands of monks.
"Brother Qing, the auction that happens every three years must have the spiritual materials we need!"
Pan Yulian took out a dozen bottles of elixirs and handed them to Ximen Changqing.
"I hope so! Let's go ask!"
Ximen Changqing walked to the auction house, and a seventh-level alchemy-forming monk quickly came over to receive him.
"Senior, how can I help you?"
"Can you tell me in advance what spiritual objects are included in this auction?"
Ximen Changqing took out a high-grade spiritual stone and handed it to the monk.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. You're too polite, senior."
The seventh-level pill-forming monk did not dare to take advantage of it, and said hurriedly: "Senior, only a few elders of the nine major sects know about the spiritual objects in the auction, and they will never inform outsiders!"
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"Oh! So that's it. Can I put the spiritual objects on my body up for auction?"
Ximen Changqing is not surprised. In many auctions, the spiritual objects auctioned will not be made public, or in other words, only a small number of spiritual objects will be made public to attract participants.
"Of course, but if the senior's spiritual object is successfully auctioned, the auction house will charge a 10% handling fee!"
"10% handling fee, so high?"
Ximen Changqing was undecided. The auctions he encountered before all charged a 5% handling fee. The auction in Jiutian City was so dark that they actually charged 10%, which was 10%.
"Senior, the handling fee is a bit high, but our Jiutian City Auction House has a very high reputation and will never do anything to harm our customers.
Customer information will never be leaked. If the transaction is successful, you can leave from the teleportation array at any time. You can gain peace of mind at our auction house. "
Hearing this, Ximen Changqing nodded, and went with the monk to the auction office nearby to register the spiritual objects for auction.
"One hundred dragon scale fruits!"
"One hundred thousand-year-old wood spirit flowers!"
"One hundred golden nuts!"
"One hundred thousand-year-old purple ginseng plants!"
"One hundred thousand-year-old blood dragon ginseng plants!"
"Thousand-year-old flame grass, one hundred plants!"
"Three thousand blood dragon flowers, six flowers!"
"Ten Infant Transformation Pills!"
"Thirty Guyuan Pills!"
"Fifty Infant Training Pills!"
"Fifty Infant Strengthening Pills!"
"The fourth-order low-grade Vajra thick earth formation!"
"Fourth level low-grade flame demon-killing array!"
"Low-grade spiritual treasure, Qingfeng Flying Sword!"
"Low-grade spiritual treasure, a giant hammer that regrets the sky!"
"..."
The fifth-level monk who was responsible for the registration was dumbfounded for a moment.
He has never encountered such a wealthy monk who sent so many spiritual objects in one go, and his level was not low.
"Senior, do you really want to send and photograph so many spiritual objects?"
"What's wrong, can't you?"
"Of course. This junior has never seen so many high-quality spiritual objects and was temporarily distracted. I'll leave it to the seniors!"
The fifth-level monk of Danjie is a monk of Tianxie Sect. While handling business, he secretly passed the news to his master, a fifth-level master of Nascent Soul.
"Senior, it's all done. This is a VIP token. You don't have to pay the entrance fee to participate in the auction. Please keep it!"
"Thanks!"
Ximen Changqing took the VIP token and left with Pan Yulian.
The auction would take one more day, and they needed to find an inn to take a rest.
Taking out so many spiritual objects this time is indeed a bit risky, but the auction standards in Jiutian City are too high, and you may encounter many rare spiritual objects that are rare but not sought after.
The spiritual stones in his hand may not be enough to take pictures of so many rare spiritual objects. It is also a good idea to take out the endless spiritual objects and replace them with spiritual stones.
As for people who have wrong ideas, Ximen Changqing is not afraid. With so many trump cards in his hand, how can he still be afraid of a mere junior?
As long as the ancestor of the gods doesn't take action, he will definitely be able to escape.
"Tiandao Inn, this is it."
Ximen Changqing and Pan Yulian chose the inn opened by Tiandaozong and stayed in it with confidence.
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In the Tianxie Sect Spiritual Medicine Building, a fifth-level Nascent Soul monk with a cold face was frowning and thinking about something.
He is the elder of the Tianxie Sect, Ding Qiufeng, a monk with an arrogant and cold personality who is very unkind to others.
"Master, my disciple is back!"
The fifth-level Nascent Soul monk who had previously received Ximen Changqing bowed respectfully.
"Feng'er, please tell me again the content of the summons just now!"
Ding Qiufeng asked.
After hearing this, Ding Feng explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail, which was even more detailed than the content of the summons.
"Hiss! Where does this guy come from? He actually has so many high-level resources. He even has three thousand years of blood dragon flowers, and there are six more.
It has been 500 years since I received the sect’s elixir garden. Today, there is only one 2500-year-old blood dragon flower seedling. It is still 500 years away from maturity in 3000 years.
You also know that the core elixir of our Tianxie Sect’s most precious Blood Dragon Pill is the Blood Dragon Flower, which must be fully matured after three thousand years.
Due to the lack of mature Blood Dragon Flowers in the sect, the Blood Dragon Pill has not been refined for eight hundred years.
Now, there are only six Blood Dragon Pills in the sect's warehouse. If the sect is in crisis a few more times, they may run out. "
Ding Qiufeng sighed with a look of greed in his eyes.
This Blood Dragon Pill is the most precious treasure of the Tianxie Sect. After taking it, the monk's strength can temporarily increase to a medium level.
For example, a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, after taking the Blood Dragon Pill, will have the strength of the middle stage of Yuanying within two hours.
After taking it, monks in the middle stage of Yuanying will have the strength of the late stage of Yuanying. If monks in the late stage of Yuanying take it, they will have the strength of the Great Perfection of Yuanying, and even half-step into godhood.
Of course, taking the Blood Dragon Pill will cause considerable damage to the monk's body. Once the effect of the drug wears off, it will take about thirty years to heal.
But when the sect is facing a catastrophe, who can care about this? Survival is the only way.
The Tianxie Sect has also encountered many crises of annihilation. Each time, many strong men in the late Yuan Ying stage of the sect swallowed the Blood Dragon Pill.
At most, he has half the strength to become a god, so he can kill incoming enemies and protect the safety of the sect.
The first leader of the Tianxie Sect even used the Blood Dragon Pill to kill three fourth-level peak monsters, resolving the chaos of monsters in one fell swoop and allowing the Tianxie Sect to gain a firm foundation.
"Master, our Tianxie Sect is determined to get these three thousand years of Blood Dragon Flower, and we will never let others take it away!"
Ding Feng also understands the importance of Blood Dragon Flower to Tianxie Sect. These six three-thousand-year-old spirit flowers are what Tianxie Sect is determined to obtain.
It is very difficult to cultivate this blood dragon flower. It is easy to get sick and will wither if not taken care of well.
The maturity period of three thousand years is also very tiring. As long as it is not mature yet, there is a possibility of getting sick and dying.
In order to take care of the Blood Dragon Flower, generations of monks from the Tianxie Sect have definitely put in a lot of sweat.
But even so, most of the blood dragon flowers still withered before they matured, causing Tianxie Sect Ling Zhihu to suffer greatly.
The most serious one occurred two thousand years ago. That crisis directly caused all the Blood Dragon Flowers to become infected, and only one Blood Dragon Flower that was five hundred years old survived.
This directly resulted in the Tianxie Sect's Blood Dragon Pill being no longer able to be refined normally. In the past two thousand years, it has only been used in stock.
Of course, for Tianxie Sect, cultivating Blood Dragon Flower is very difficult, but for Ximen Changqing, it is not too difficult.
The environment in the Jiutian Space is quite stable. With the care of Xiao Jin and his spirit ants, and the blessing of the Holy Snow Lotus, the growth of the Blood Dragon Flower has been very stable.
Nowadays, there are already sixty mature three-thousand-year-old blood dragon flowers in Ximen Evergreen's nine-day space. It doesn't hurt at all to take out six of them for auction.
Because there is no urgent need, the number of Blood Dragon Flowers in Jiutian Space has been maintained at about a hundred. When one matures, another one will be planted at intervals to mature.
"Feng'er, do you think that since this person has six mature blood dragon flowers, does he have more in stock?
There are more than one dragon scale fruit, thousand-year wood spirit flower, golden nut, thousand-year purple ginseng, thousand-year blood dragon ginseng, and thousand-year flame grass. How many treasures does he have on his body? "
The more Ding Qiufeng thought about it, the hotter his heart became, and the restlessness made it difficult for him to suppress it.
"Master, what do you think?"
Ding Feng's heart was beating wildly.
"Master, I want to ask you, what is this person's cultivation level? How many companions does he have?"
Ding Qiufeng didn't care about his apprentice's surprise and asked seriously.
"This person is at the first level of Yuanying. His companion is a woman who is also at the first level of Yuanying. I just don't know if there are any other helpers!
Master, Jiutian City is famous for its credibility and will never allow guests to have their ideas. If others find out, I'm afraid! "
Ding Feng looked nervous, feeling that he shouldn't do this.
"Shut up, master, I still need you to teach me how to do things. You continue to inquire about this person and find out the situation of these two people."
"Yes, master!"
It was hard to disobey the teacher's orders, so Ding Feng had to obey.
With his connections, he could find out the basic information of Ximen Changqing and Ximen Changqing by just asking at a few city gates.
Soon, Ding Feng found out exactly how Ximen Changqing and Ximen Changqing entered Jiutian City from a city gate.
"What, the two of them just entered Jiutian City together a few days ago without any other helpers. Is the news absolutely reliable?"
Ding Qiufeng looked happy when he learned that the two had no helpers. If so, his plan could be implemented.
Although Jiutian City is famous for its credibility and will never attract the attention of guests, the spiritual objects that Ximen Changqing presented were too tempting.
Ding Qiufeng couldn't help it anymore and decided to take a risk and commit a robbery. He felt that as long as he did things cleanly, no one would find out.
And as long as no one discovers it, then this matter can be treated as if it does not exist, and a massive amount of resources will be obtained for nothing, so why not do it.
"Master, the news is absolutely reliable."
"That's good, the auction is tomorrow, you go back and rest first!"
After Ding Qiufeng finished speaking, he hesitated again and again, then sent a messenger talisman and found a helper.
Although in his opinion, two Nascent Souls on the first level are no match for him together.
But the lion also needs to fight the rabbit with all his strength. What he wants is to deal with the two of them cleanly and without leaving any hidden dangers.
After all, once this matter comes to light, Jiutian City's tens of thousands of years of credibility will be severely damaged, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Ximen Changqing didn't know about Ding Qiufeng's conspiracy, nor did he care. There was no ancestor of the gods in Jiutian City, so he had nothing to fear.
Even if he couldn't defeat him, wouldn't he still be able to escape? With his ability to escape from the ground, monks of the same level would not be able to catch him.
"Brother Qing, after attending the auction tomorrow, should we leave immediately or stay in Jiutian City?"
Pan Yulian was worried about revealing too much wealth and thought it would be better to leave early.
"We have paid fees for five months, so naturally we can't just leave right after we come here. We can stay and check the situation first, and just be careful."
Ximen Changqing also plans to open a small shop to earn more money and prepare for his family's future expansion into the Central Plains.
"We show too much wealth, and we always feel that there will be danger!"
"I understand, but given Jiutian City's tens of thousands of years of reputation, I believe they don't dare to mess around. As long as we stay in Jiutian City, we will be safe.
I believe that no one dares to attack us in the city, and once we leave, can the three melons and two dates of Jiutian City stop us? "
Ximen Changqing looked confident, completely ignoring the powerful men in Jiutian City.
In his eyes, there is no strong person at the same level. Only monks who are one level higher than himself are the strong ones in his eyes.
There is no way, you are so confident when you have strength.
Seeing that her husband was so confident, Pan Yulian also felt that it made sense. With so many trump cards in hand, there was nothing to worry about.
In fact, only Ximen Changqing knew that among the ghost generals in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, even more terrifying fourth-level ghosts had begun to appear.
Since recognizing the master, the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map will be suppressed by their own cultivation. Before being promoted to Nascent Soul, no matter how much Yin energy those ghosts absorb, they will not be able to advance to the fourth level.
Now, he has been promoted to Nascent Soul for a long time, and the third-level ghost general who has been suppressed for a long time in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map is gradually being promoted to the fourth-level great ghost.
If hundreds of fourth-level ghosts were sacrificed in one breath, even the strong ones in the late Nascent Soul stage would have to run away. This Ten Thousand Ghosts Map was a powerful trump card for Ximen Changqing.
It's a pity that in today's Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, only three fourth-level great ghosts have been promoted, which is not enough.
On the second day, the triennial Jiutian City auction was held as scheduled.
Ximen Changqing and Pan Yulian arrived early, and after taking out their VIP tokens, they successfully entered the auction house. Many monks were required to pay an entrance fee of one thousand spirit stones, and even Nascent Soul monks were not exempt.
"Seniors, the third floor is the VIP area, please come with me!"
As soon as they entered the auction house, there was a foundation-building monk who respectfully guided Ximen Changqing and others.
Not far away, Ding Feng looked at the two of them, turned around and said, "Master, it's the two of them."
"Very well, arrange them into the prepared VIP room!"
Ding Qiufeng had a sneer on his lips, his eyes full of greed.
