With a thought, the flying sword on Jie Xiu's body turned into golden light particles and dissipated.
Then he groped around on Jie Xiu's body and found twelve spiritual stones and twenty taels of gold.
This kid is quite rich, with so many spiritual stones and gold on him.
Twenty taels of gold is not a small amount in a low-level immortal world like theirs.
One hundred taels of silver can be exchanged for one tael of gold, and one hundred taels of gold can be exchanged for one spiritual stone.
Daily necessities such as food and clothing are mostly consumed in gold and silver.
Those who cannot make it in the world of immortality will also exchange their accumulated spiritual stones for gold and silver and return to the secular world.
After putting away the spiritual stones and gold and silver, he once again confirmed that there were no other unnecessary items, and then used the fire-breathing technique to spit out a ball of flame and burn the body to ashes.
Then he used the cleaning technique to blow away the ashes and clean up all kinds of filthy blood stains on the ground.
There still can't be any flaws left in this matter.
Although Ji Rong's brother-in-law is a Jie Xiu, he will be in trouble if the other party refuses to recognize him and beats him up.
Ji Rong's background in the sect is much more powerful than his, and he can call everything black and white. He is not so naive as to think that as long as he tells the truth, the sect will do justice for him.
So naturally it cannot be made public, and as long as the killing is done cleanly, no one will know about it.
He looked around again, jumped onto the cliff and observed the surroundings again to make sure no one noticed him, and then left with the Black Iron Flying Sword.
This flying sword is good, but it seems a bit risky to keep it for yourself. It's better to get it to Tianyuan City and sell it.
He took out the clothes he had changed from before and wrapped the flying sword.
As he walked, he found that the road ahead seemed to pass through the village he had seen before.
That should be the village where Ji Rong's brother-in-law lives, right?
Well, there is also a particularly conspicuous big house in the village. It is definitely Ji Rong's father-in-law's house. It can't be wrong.
In this case, let’s take a detour.
On the mountain road in front of us, there is a cliff dozens of feet deep on the left, and at the bottom of the cliff is a rapid river.
On the right is the hillside going up the mountain, seemingly leading to nowhere.
However, for him now, there is no such thing as a dead end.
He used the Yan Xing Technique and jumped directly from the cliff. Every time he fell three feet, he used Yan Step to create a platform.
After falling deep enough, he used the platform to walk in mid-air and successfully bypassed the village.
The road behind us no longer encountered any obstacles, and the road we walked gradually changed from a small dirt road to an official road.
I also met many passers-by while walking, including many practitioners.
But in the boundaries of Tianyuan City, no one dares to cause trouble, and the journey is safe.
Arriving at the majestic west gate of Tianyuan City, you can see three mountains standing in a tripod position inside the city.
The magnificent pavilions and palaces are located on the three peaks, and there are many monks and spiritual beasts flying in the sky.
It seems that the cultivating families in Tianyuan City do not pay attention to aura and feng shui, or have some way to avoid it, so they actually built so many buildings.
Walking into the street inside the city gate, the shops and stalls along the street basically sell items related to spiritual practice.
Chu Ming walked to a pawn shop and thought about selling Feijian first, as it would be inconvenient to keep it.
After walking in, after some haggling, this low-grade black iron flying sword was sold for two hundred spirit stones.
As soon as he walked out with the bag of spiritual stones, he couldn't help but sigh that it was so easy to earn these spiritual stones, just like picking them up for free.
No wonder so many people choose to be a tribulation cultivator. They can really make a fortune and change their destiny.
Of course, this is also a business of wearing your head in your belt, not the right way.
He, who could make a fortune by farming, looked down upon this kind of livelihood.
As soon as he came out of the pawn shop, he saw a group of monks wearing white silk robes.
This Taoist robe made of snow-silver silk is exactly what the direct disciples of the inner sect of the Shenyi Sect wear.
There were six monks in the group, and the leader was the stunning female cultivator whom they had seen before on Jinlin Lake. She still had the same indifferent and arrogant face as before.
Chu Ming subconsciously lowered his hat.
A direct disciple of the inner sect like myself, a little person, might never look him in the eye.
But monks have amazing memories, especially high-level monks.
If he had met him once in Tianyuan City and the sect met him again, he would definitely be able to remember him.
If they think of anything, it will be troublesome.
But fortunately, the attention of several people was not on him as a young monk at all.
The stunning female cultivator walked straight forward. Next to her, an elegant male cultivator with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked up quickly and walked side by side.
"Senior Sister Hai Meng, according to what the person just said, there are probably several families who are interested in the "Dragon Sword Codex"."
"With your spirit stone, I don't think you can capture it."
"Why don't I lend you the spiritual stones for my sect's purchase of supplies this time? If my father blames me, I'll just be in confinement alone."
"As long as I can fulfill my senior sister's wish, I am willing to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire."
The stunning female cultivator had an expressionless face. After a moment of pause, she slowly said, "Actually, my biggest wish is not to obtain the "Dragon Sword Codex"."
The elegant male cultivator raised his eyebrows, "Huh? Isn't Senior Sister's greatest wish to obtain the "Dragon Sword Codex"? What is that?"
"If you tell me, Junior Brother, I will definitely go through fire and water, and I will do my best to fulfill Senior Sister's wishes without any hesitation."
"As long as I can see my senior sister's happy and contented smile once, I will die without regrets."
The stunning female cultivator said calmly, "My biggest wish is that you can be in solitary confinement every day."
The four people behind couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
A pretty female monk said: "This is not a difficult task for Senior Brother Jiang. It is far easier than going up a mountain of swords and under a sea of fire."
The elegant male cultivator looked embarrassed and said to the stunning female cultivator: "...Uh-huh, senior sister is still so good at joking."
Several people gradually moved away, heading towards the auction venue.
Chu Ming smiled secretly after hearing the conversation just now.
Unexpectedly, this female cultivator is also a cold-faced smiler, which is quite a contrast.
However, based on the conversations between these people, it can be sensed that their identities are not simple. They are definitely the core group of direct disciples.
That elegant male cultivator's surname is Jiang, which is the same as the head's. He can also easily misappropriate the spiritual stones needed for the sect's purchase. He should be the son or grandson of the head, right?
But be sure not to let this group of people discover his identity, otherwise he will be in big trouble.
After a few people left, he also moved towards the auction venue.
Soon we arrived in front of the auction venue, which was a three-story wooden building with a hollow interior in the shape of a zigzag.
The hall in the middle of the first floor hosts the auction, the east side of the first floor is for ordinary guests, and the private rooms on the second and third floors are for VIPs.
Walking into the registration office in the south, he discovered that he had to pay at least 100 spirit stones as an registration fee to participate in the auction.
Thinking about it, it is impossible for everyone to participate in such a large auction, so there is naturally a threshold.
Fortunately, I sold the Feijian just now, otherwise I wouldn’t even be able to pay the registration fee.
After paying the money, a young monk led him to an independent private room on the first floor.
As soon as he entered the room, Chu Ming could feel that the movement of his breath was blocked. There must be a magic circle arranged here.
Each customer is led to such a separate room to submit the items required for auction in order to ensure the customer's privacy to the greatest extent.
Not long after, a middle-aged, tall and thin monk walked in.
The two exchanged pleasantries and then took their seats. Chu Ming also learned that the other party's surname was Zhou Mingshun, but the other party did not ask him his name.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you need to auction this time?" Zhou Shun asked with a smile on his face, and poured a cup of tea for Chu Ming.
Chu Ming took out a high-yield spiritual rice seed from the sack and placed it on the table.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please see if I can sell my spiritual rice seeds at a good price."
