The Void Mirror also took in Ye Xiaocheng's Void Blade, and then flew into Ye Xiaocheng's sea of consciousness to build weapons.
Ye Xiaocheng came out of the zero dimension and suddenly received a message from Zhou Yong, saying that Wanbao Pavilion was going to hold an auction the day after tomorrow. It was said that there would be several final treasures at the auction, but he couldn't find out what they were.
Ye Xiaocheng didn't take it seriously after seeing it. He had already bought all the treasures in Wanbao Pavilion's showroom half a year ago. He didn't believe there were any good things hidden in Wanbao Pavilion.
Besides, in his current state, there are very few treasures that can catch his eye.
Not to mention the fairy materials in his ten warehouses, which are the treasures nurtured in his Dantian. If you count them, there may be more than those in the spirit world.
But he also wanted to go out for a walk, meet Zhou Yong by the way, and give him some cultivation resources.
This time the Taoist scriptures did not prohibit him from going out. After all, after half a year of hard training, this kid has made great progress. Now it is not easy to advance to the next level all at once.
Ye Xiaocheng replied to Zhou Yong and made an appointment to meet at a teahouse. As for going to Wanghailou to show off, once was enough. If he went too many times, he might cause some trouble.
He rented a car and came to the teahouse, where Zhou Yong was already waiting for him.
"I've met you, sir." When Zhou Yong saw him, he quickly stood up and saluted.
"No need to be polite." Ye Xiaocheng waved his hand for him to sit down.
Ye Xiaocheng asked for two cups of the most expensive spiritual tea, and asked about the auction in a leisurely manner.
Zhou Yong took out an auction list and showed it to him.
Ye Xiaocheng took a look and found that they were indeed things that others considered treasures but to him were trash.
"Can't you find out what the grand prize of the auction is?" Ye Xiaocheng was a little disappointed.
"I can't find out. It is said that it may be related to the transformation of gods." Zhou Yong said excitedly.
"It has something to do with the transformation of gods? Impossible." Ye Xiaocheng couldn't believe it and felt that this was the most deliberate showmanship of Wanbao Pavilion.
"If the treasure is really related to the Transformation God, it will never appear at the auction. It will only be traded privately with those great monks of Nascent Soul Dzogchen at sky-high prices." Ye Xiaocheng mused.
"It may also be a rumor deliberately released by Wanbao Pavilion to increase the popularity of the auction." Zhou Yong guessed.
"It should be like this." Ye Xiaocheng nodded.
Merchants are often unscrupulous in their promotional methods. Rumors and rumors are flying all over the sky. The higher the popularity, the better. As long as more people are attracted to the auction site, they win, and they will be denied afterwards.
"Congratulations, you have advanced to another level." Ye Xiaocheng smiled.
"It all depends on your grace." Zhou Yong was grateful and bowed repeatedly.
He himself did not expect that he had just broken through half a year ago, and with the nearly 200 medium-grade spiritual stones and a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill given by Ye Xiaocheng, he actually reached the next level.
Although the Qi training period is not as difficult to break through as the later realms, ordinary geniuses can only break through one level in one year, and they need sufficient resources to rely on.
Zhou Yong is just a mixed spiritual root of wood, fire and earth. He broke through two levels in half a year, which shows that the effect of using middle-grade spiritual stones during the Qi training period is extremely good.
It is impossible for monks in the Qi training period to practice with middle-grade spiritual stones. Even if they can earn one or two mid-grade spiritual stones, they can always exchange them for low-grade spiritual stones.
This time, Ye Xiaocheng gave him 200 mid-grade spiritual stones, which was equivalent to a windfall, so he dared to practice with mid-grade spiritual stones extravagantly.
The bottle of Qi Gathering Pill also contributed a lot.
Qi Gathering Pill is originally the best pill to improve your cultivation during the Qi training period.
It was through a two-pronged approach that Zhou Yong achieved such an amazing breakthrough.
"I won't go to the auction, but you did a good job. By the way, have there been any major events around you in the past six months?" Ye Xiaocheng asked.
"No, everything is calm inside and outside the city, just like usual." Zhou Yong said with a smile.
"Yeah." Ye Xiaocheng nodded.
He took out another storage bag and handed it to Zhou Yong, which contained 500 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones and four bottles of Qi Gathering Pills.
Five hundred pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones were just small change to him, and the Qi Gathering Pill was rubbish. If he wasn't afraid of getting Zhou Yong into trouble, giving him a hundred bottles would be trivial.
"This..." Zhou Yong didn't expect Ye Xiaocheng to reward him with so many spiritual stones and elixirs.
"No need to say anything, just help me and I won't treat you badly in the future." Ye Xiaocheng smiled.
"Thank you for your cultivation, sir." Zhou Yong bowed.
After separating from Zhou Yong, Ye Xiaocheng walked casually on the street and looked around. He liked the tranquility and peace in the city.
Watching children playing in the streets and adults busy at work, even though it is a city mostly filled with monks, it is also full of human fireworks.
"Sir, would you like to buy flowers?" He was walking in a daze when he suddenly heard a timid voice.
He looked down and saw that it was a seven or eight-year-old girl holding a bouquet of flowers and looking at him.
He suddenly felt a pain in his heart. This little girl reminded him of Bai Xiaoyun, and he didn't know how she was.
He once wanted to go back secretly and bring Bai Xiaoyun here so that she could live a good life.
Too bad he can't.
He is fourteen years old this year, but he doesn't understand love at all. He just regards Bai Xiaoyun as his relative.
The time when he and Bai Xiaoyun were struggling to survive in Lingxiaofang City were difficult, happy, and real for him.
Now that he is rich and powerful, he can definitely help Bai Xiaoyun.
"Sir, can you buy a bouquet of flowers? Please, my mother is sick. She has no money to buy medicine and the family has no money to eat." The little girl said with crystal clear tears falling down.
Young Master Ye couldn't stand this scene. He leaned over and said, "Little sister, don't cry. I'll buy your flowers. How much do you need?"
"A low-grade spiritual stone is really not expensive." The little girl said.
"It's too cheap. Besides, is your mother really sick? I'm a doctor. Can you take me to see your mother?" Ye Xiaocheng said.
"Are you really a doctor? But my family has no money." The little girl was happy at first, then said in despair.
"It's okay. Can you use your bouquet of flowers as medicine payment?"
"Is it really possible?"
"sure."
The little girl immediately became happy, handed the bouquet to Ye Xiaocheng, and then led Ye Xiaocheng to the other side of the street.
If he hadn't walked here, Ye Xiaocheng wouldn't have discovered that there was a slum hidden behind the shops on both sides of the bright street.
The houses here are low, old and dilapidated, with little protection from wind and rain.
This is not a problem. There is a formation guarding the sky above the Dream City, which can shield all the wind, snow and rain outside.
"Xiao Li, have you sold your flowers today?" A very old man asked when he saw the little girl.
"Grandpa Zhong, I sold it to this gentleman. He said that he can treat my mother and the flowers will be used as medicine expenses." The little girl said happily.
"Is this such a good thing?" the old man said, coughing violently.
Ye Xiaocheng looked at the old man. He had only a few days left to live. He was already terminally ill and his life span was approaching the end.
The little girl took Ye Xiaocheng to a dilapidated yard, but heard someone inside yelling viciously:
"Ye Shuang, if I give you three more days and you still can't hand over the spirit stone, don't blame me for being ruthless. That little girl will be mine. I'll sell it to Li Chun Yuan to pay off the debt. If I hadn't seen you with only one breath left, I’ll sell you too.”
Hearing this voice, the little girl seemed to hear the voice of the devil. She was so scared that she trembled all over and held Ye Xiaocheng's hand tightly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ye Xiaocheng walked directly into the broken house and saw a guy with a sinister face standing in the middle of the house.
There was a broken bed in the room. Lying on the bed was a skinny, disheveled woman who looked like she would die at any moment.
"who are you?"
"who are you?"
Ye Xiaocheng and the vicious big man asked questions almost at the same time.
"Does she owe you money?" Ye Xiaocheng asked, pointing to the woman on the bed.
"She owes me a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, but she can't even pay it, and she won't let me take the little girl away." Seeing Ye Xiaocheng's extraordinary momentum, the big man didn't dare to make too many mistakes.
"It's not a hundred yuan, it's ten yuan." The little girl suddenly summoned up the courage to shout.
"It's just one hundred yuan, and the profit is compounded."
Ye Xiaocheng took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and threw them on the ground: "Take your spiritual stones and get out of here. If you dare to say one more word, I will bury you here."
That guy was just a minor cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training. He could not withstand Ye Xiaocheng's momentum and almost fell to the ground.
He quickly picked up the spirit stone on the ground and ran away, really not daring to say another word.
Ye Xiaocheng walked to the bed and took the woman's pulse.
Of course he is not proficient in medical skills. As a monk in the foundation building stage, he has a certain understanding of the meridians and organs of the human body.
He smiled bitterly. It was not a serious illness at all. He was sick, but it was not serious. He was mainly hungry.
Typical malnutrition.
She must have given up all the food to her daughter because she was so hungry.
Ye Xiaocheng's eyes were moist. He thought of his parents, who gave up their lives just for him.
Poor parents in the world.
