Jiang Yun first visited a few shops that Xu Yi frequented, then went to a high-end teahouse, asked for a private room, ordered a pot of spiritual tea, and read quietly while holding an ancient book.
An hour later, he returned to the inn to meditate and practice. In addition, he also had the habit of drawing talismans on time, writing and painting, and practicing swordsmanship.
These are Xu Yi's daily life.
Jiang Yun was originally a master of talisman making, and he deliberately failed twice in order not to be noticed. Although Jiang Yun had never practiced handwriting and swordsmanship before, it was easy for Jiang Yun to imitate them perfectly.
The old man who was keeping in the dark was not surprised.
The third day soon arrived.
This is a private manor located in the core area of the city. Not only does it occupy a large area, it is also less than five miles away from the city lord's palace.
In Tianlan Grassland, a place with such scarce resources, a considerable number of spiritual trees and many varieties are planted in the manor. Although the vintage is very low, raising so many as ornamental objects is a big deal.
This is where the auction Jiang Yun will participate in is held.
This is a small private auction, and the organizer is the descendant of a certain Nascent Soul monster from the Suiming Department. Only young people with basic cultivation and "innocent" identities can participate.
To put it bluntly, it requires a certain amount of heeling.
At least if you tell the name of the tribe, others will have heard of it. If there is a famous strong person in the tribe who has inherited powerful spiritual arts and techniques, others will look up to you.
At this time, the courtyard of the manor was bustling with activity. A huge wool blanket with a diameter of more than ten feet was spread on the ground, and dozens of seven-foot-long blankets were placed in three circles.
There was a large space in the middle, and a young woman in white clothes with bare feet, who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most, was introducing a set of water-attribute spirit-gathering formations, which were said to have been smuggled from Tiannan.
Although this host is not beautiful in appearance, her voice and eyes are clear and gentle. When hearing her voice, it feels like a mountain stream flowing by, which makes people feel very comfortable.
Jiang Yun sensed subtle traces of mana in the voice, and it was obvious that this woman had cast some kind of magic. It's just that it's too hidden for people to notice.
Maybe someone has noticed it, but they will just pretend not to know.
The huge wool blanket on the ground is a magic weapon, made from the wool of a large number of low-level spiritual sheep and other low-level materials.
This item is warm in winter and cool in summer, it feels great to the touch, and the patterns are complex but not messy, which is really good.
Jiang Yun also bought a lot of blankets when he was wandering around the city these days, and Qing Huo and other spiritual pets expressed their liking for them. Just think of it as a trip to buy some local specialties.
There were nearly forty guests attending the auction this time. There were more beautiful women present than there were guests to serve and entertain.
Some guests have already put the maid in their arms and lifted their hands without politeness. These maids' cheeks were red and a little shy, but no one dared to resist.
Jiang Yun searched Xu Yi's memory and found out that these women were also goods. Although they had good appearance and good manners, they all had no cultivation. It would take three to five spiritual stones to take one person away.
Thirty years ago, after the Tutu people defeated the Muran people, in addition to occupying large areas of territory, the major tribes also captured a large number of Muran prisoners.
Those who were stubborn were killed on the spot, and those who were honest were used as slaves. These women were basically the descendants of these slaves in their teens. They were selected and specially trained since childhood because they were good-looking.
Even though some of the guests present looked like they loved it, there was a high probability that they would just play it and not buy it. Because their respective tribes currently have enough slaves.
The quantity is naturally worthless. Moreover, in their opinion, Mulan slaves are renewable resources, and one piece of spiritual stone is used less. Even the second generation knows how to use spiritual stones on the blade.
Jiang Yun's impersonator, Xu Yi, was a direct descendant of Master Xu Daxian, so he was naturally placed in the seat closest to the inside.
The auction has lasted for two hours since noon and is nearing its end.
The female cultivator in white who presided over the auction had a smile on her face, because the price of the formation just now was higher than expected.
The payment was quickly settled on the spot, however. Then a maid came up with a tray on which was placed a jade ruler with a light blue halo.
Taking advantage of her victory, the woman in white introduced her enthusiastically: "The fourth to last lot is the top-notch magic weapon Qinghong Ruler! The starting price is eight hundred spiritual stones."
"This treasure is an imitation of the Zhiyang Ruler, the unique magic weapon of the Taiyang Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty. Although the power is not as powerful as one percent of the Zhiyang Ruler, there are few magic weapons of the same level that can compare with it. Everyone Don’t miss it if you are a distinguished guest.”
The scene was silent and no one bid, which was completely opposite to the lively scene before. Everyone present looked at Jiang Yun intentionally or unintentionally.
Jiang Yun had been closing his eyes to rest his mind before. Now he stood up and said loudly: "I have brought out five hundred spirit stones. This Qingmeng ruler needs Confucian and Taoist skills to exert its power. I also ask all Taoist friends to help me. Xu Mou here thanks pass."
After saying that, he gave a gentle clasped fist to those around him.
Directly opposite, a young man wearing a brocade robe with long hair and a shawl laughed and said, "Although it belongs to the highest bidder at the auction, Mr. Xu's face must be given to Wu!"
There was information about this man in Xu Yi's memory. He was from one of the ten major tribes, and his grandfather was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Heel and foot are no less than Xu Yi.
"What Brother Wu said is absolutely true!"
"Brother Xu rarely went out before, but he will have to move around more in the future."
Those who followed were young people from small and medium-sized tribes. They were seated near the young man in brocade robes and should be his followers.
None of the other young people from large tribes made any offers, obviously not wanting to offend Xu Yi for no reason.
In the end, Jiang Yun bought the Qingmeng Ruler at the starting price.
This is really a novel experience for Jiang Yun. After so many years of practice, this is the first time he has photographed something at an unbeatable price.
For Jiang Yun, only the best magic weapons are not qualified to be placed on the shelves of the Blue Sky Pearl warehouse, and can only be piled in the corner. But Jiang Yun pretended to be very happy. After paying off the spirit stone, he couldn't help but play with it before putting it away.
Jiang Yun only hopes that the auction will end quickly so that he can go to the Xu family to lay out the soul-stealing beast.
After a stick of incense, we finally arrived at the last auction item.
"The Lecture Picture of the Bamboo Layman, this thing was drawn by a high-level Confucian monk, and it has been nourished by the awe-inspiring air for many years. As long as it is hung in the room, it can ward off evil spirits, exorcise ghosts, and calm the mind. The starting price is five thousand spiritual stones." "
Jiang Yun felt a little unhappy inside.
The person he pretended to be, Xu Yi, seemed to be targeted, and this painting was obviously specially prepared for him.
This painting is not a legal weapon, it can only be regarded as a spiritual object. It is worth two thousand spiritual stones. The starting price does not reflect the sincerity of the auction at all. It is obviously for another purpose.
One of Xu Yi's personal characteristics is that he likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, and this kind of Confucianism and Taoism is his favorite. If Jiang Yun wants to maintain his character, he must try to obtain this painting.
Jiang Yun looked at the female cultivator in a red dress diagonally opposite and said through a message: "As the host, why do you have to pay such a price to tease me? If you have anything to say, please speak up!"
Soon, the female cultivator in the red dress said with her heroic voice: "Brother Xu is really quick to talk, little sister, I do have something to ask for."
"Actually, this painting and the Qinghong Ruler just now are collections in our clan's secret treasury.
The invitation and auction list were sent to Brother Xu just to invite Brother Xu over. This painting was deliberately not included in the list to avoid the obvious purpose of making fellow Taoists suspicious. "
"Brother Xu, please don't be angry. You don't go out or go out, and you don't attend any gatherings among the juniors. Little sister, I have no choice."
Jiang Yun leaned on the back of his chair and replied expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter, I really want to know what Taoist Lu has taken so much pains to see in Xu. You must know that Xu doesn't have much outside his body."
The female cultivator secretly looked at the people sitting nearby and said: "I heard that Brother Xu's parents made outstanding contributions in the last war, so they were given a Tianlan Token by the temple. I think this token must be in Brother Xu's possession." On the body.
The little girl wants to buy this thing at a high price. Can Brother Xu talk to him alone after the auction? No matter whether the transaction can be negotiated or not, the painting will be given to Brother Xu for free. "
Unexpectedly, as soon as the female cultivator finished speaking, a strong man in black robe suddenly appeared behind the male cultivator surnamed Wu. His mouth moved slightly to convey the message.
After realizing that her voice transmission was intercepted by a pill-forming monk, the female cultivator's face darkened even though her acting skills were outstanding, and she began to curse in her heart.
"Those two old guys are not reliable! They have repeatedly told all the alchemy monks to drink in the attic in the front yard and not to let them go, but I missed one for my mother! Now we are in trouble!"
A few miles away, a group of old guys were having a banquet in a three-story attic. Five of them were in the Dan-formation stage, and the rest were all in the foundation-building stage. The old man who secretly protected Xu Yi was also among them. Obviously these people in the attic were all bodyguards.
Two of the old men, whose faces turned a little red after drinking, suddenly sneezed and then continued drinking without paying any attention.
After hearing this, the male cultivator surnamed Wu suddenly had a bright light in his eyes. On the surface, he picked up the teacup and drank tea calmly, but secretly said to Jiang Yun: "Although there are no Confucian and Taoist treasures in the Wu clan, there are many high-value things. If Brother Xu intends to sell the Tianlan Token, will you be satisfied?"
"How dare you cut off Wu's beard!!" The female cultivator said with a deep look and a voice full of anger.
The man surnamed Wu put down his wine glass gracefully, and while talking to the younger brother next to him, he taunted the female cultivator via voice transmission: "If it's just something else, that's it. I won't be able to release a few of this Tianlan Order for a hundred years, so I'll just go up. After the victory of the second war, the temple released twenty of them at once, but our tribe only got one. In the end, it fell into the hands of my brother after discussion among the Supreme Elders.
Unexpectedly, one of them was at Brother Xu’s place, so Wu couldn’t miss it. "
The woman in the red dress and the man surnamed Wu were both in the late stage of foundation building, and the content of the voice transmission could not be heard below the pill level, so they started arguing in the three-person chat group as if no one was watching.
Jiang Yun was not surprised by the two people's reactions.
This Tianlan Token is issued by the temple and is extremely rare. With this token, you can unconditionally receive the temple's efforts to cultivate you.
Similar to the secular dynasty that directly recommends Jinshi without the need for scientific examination. It is similar to directly gaining the status of a true disciple after joining a sect.
Of course Jiang Yun will not go to the Tuwu Temple, and it doesn't matter if he sells it.
"Wait a minute, everyone, we will discuss this matter after the auction is over!"
Jiang Yun's tone seemed to be selling out, and the two of them were overjoyed.
From the beginning to the end, no one else noticed anything strange during the sound transmission process between the three people. It's all about doing their own thing. Jiang Yun even showed that after struggling, he finally shook his head and gave up on the picture.
They are all old Yin Bi.
Soon after, the guests dispersed, and the three of them arrived at a pavilion. Behind them stood a Dan-Jie monk as a bodyguard. However, the eyes of the two old men behind the female cultivator were a little evasive.
"Absolutely not! How dare you covet the young master's Tianlan Order! You guys have a good idea!"
The old man who had been secretly protecting Xu Yi was furious when he learned about the situation.
"Master, that token was a reward for the great achievements made by the master and his wife. I heard that the great elder gave it to him after he also spoke in the temple. How could it be... Master, you can't be confused!?"
Halfway through the old man's words, he noticed that Jiang Yun was carefully looking at the secret library list provided by the female cultivator in red dress and the man named Wu, without any intention of paying any attention to him, and he suddenly became anxious!
Jiang Yun looked at the list and said without raising his head: "It doesn't matter, I never thought of using this token in the first place. I practice Confucianism and Taoism, not spiritual arts. I can't learn anything when I go to the temple. My identity I don’t care about status either.”
"There are a few guys in the clan who covet my token. The price they offered me before was not as good as the two Taoist friends in front of me. Sell it as soon as possible and get clean. In a few years, I will go to Dajin to travel after I form the elixir. If I don't form it, Cheng Yuanying will not come back."
The old man suddenly burst into tears, but he didn't know how to persuade him.
Soon the old man thought of something and tried to continue struggling. He sent a message to Jiang Yun to persuade him: "Young Master, the elders in the clan secretly dislike you and want you to hand over the token in their dreams. Fortunately, the great elder No one dares to speak until the guardian cares about you."
"If you sell it to people outside the clan, I'm afraid they will become angry and accuse you of favoring outsiders. You will be punished by having to take care of those inherited spirit beasts for many years!"
"Those beasts look glamorous on the outside, but they are actually extremely arrogant, aggressive, and very difficult to get along with. You have to think about it!"
Jiang Yun searched his memory and quickly noticed the Xu family's tradition of punishing clan members.
Ordinary tribesmen were rewarded with the punishment of thunder whip, plus work in the spiritual field. The core tribesmen went to take care of the Lingxi Peacock by eating, drinking and defecating.
"Why didn't I notice this before?"
Surprised, Jiang Yun made a decision on the spot.
(End of chapter)
