Chapter 140 Fengxue Sword (please give me a monthly ticket)
After Fang Xing tactfully expressed his thoughts that he did not want to join the power, Min and his party did not bother him, but instead talked about the experiences of some high-level monks.
In this regard, Fang Xing''s eyes were slightly brighter.
After all, he is just a newbie who has just entered the foundation-building circle and is quite interested in these secrets.
"So it''s so chaotic in the south of Zheng State? Most of the five sects and ten kingdoms were infiltrated by the demonic path..."
He sighed with emotion.
Originally, I wanted to go to these places after building the foundation, but now I can still save my thoughts.
“It’s indeed a turbulent time…”
Min Yixing sighed and looked at the auction table again: "It''s starting!"
Fang Xing looked over and saw a woman with a charming and perfect cultivation of Qi coming to the stage.
His eyes looked like peach blossoms, and his every frown and smile was fascinating.
In fact, it is much stronger than the last time the golden-eyed eagle Zheng Yuanao in Qinglin Market.
"Welcome to my Ziyuan Fairy City... This auction is hosted by my ''Jin Sanniang''. I hope you will give me a thin face..."
After the scene was finished, Jin Sanniang immediately clapped her hands and asked the first item of the auction to come on: "''Small Break-Level Pill'', a first-level top-grade pill, which can assist the mid-stage qi cultivator to break through the bottleneck of the late stage, and a minimum price of 500 spirit stones..."
"Breaking the level pill..."
Looking at the venue that was immediately noisy below, Fang Xing curled his lips. Is it so difficult to break through the seventh level of Qi training?
"This level-breaking pill is enough to make those monks who have been stuck in the realm for many years break through... Maybe they can get a chance to build a foundation before the Jiazi period and become our existence..."
Min Yixing sighed.
Fang Xing nodded with an agreement.
The auction house in Ziyuan Fairy City is even larger than that in Qinglin Fang.
Various secret treasures, formations, secret books, spiritual pets, and magic weapons took turns to play, and the scene was very lively.
"A second-level mysterious turtle beast egg...the lowest price is three thousand spirit stones!"
At this time, Jin Sanniang introduced another spirit beast egg: "The Xuanshui Turtle has a gentle personality. After growing up, it will be a second-level monster. It will be bought to guard the house and protect the clan''s heritage, which are all excellent..."
Her words were charming, and they really attracted some young men.
But more old cultivators sneered in their hearts: "The turtle monsters are not only weak in attack, but their biggest flaw is that they have a long growth period... The second-level Xuanshui Turtle Egg may not be promoted to a second-level monster in two hundred years. If one turtle is really raised for three generations, the turtle is still there..."
Apart from the inheritance of several beast-controlling families, the casual cultivators were disdainful of this.
"Three thousand five hundred low-grade spirit stones! Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for taking pictures of the Xuanshui Turtle Beast Egg!"
Jin Sanniang couldn''t help but breathe when she saw that she finally sold this spirit beast egg.
''oh? ’
Fang Xing swept his spiritual sense and found that the two brothers from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were actually the ones who bought the spirit beast eggs. He couldn''t help but smile in his heart.
These two people are careless in their work, without any disguise and modification, and are full of the confidence of the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
‘Yes, in this Ziyuan Fairy City, or even Zheng State, who dares to provoke the Wanbeast Sect? Maybe there will be elders in the auction to take care of them...’
He didn''t show any of his face, but instead communicated with Min and his party beside him: "I heard that there is a big country called Qi when the Zheng State goes east. I wonder how prosperous the world of immortal cultivation is?"
"The Qi Kingdom''s immortal cultivation world is naturally not comparable to that of our Zheng Kingdom... At the junction of our Zheng Kingdom and Qi Kingdom, there is an immortal city called ''Beili''!"
A hint of yearning appeared in Min''s eyes: "Min had traveled to the world when he was young... The prosperity of Beili Xiancheng is far beyond my Ziyuan Mountain City. He has mastered a stable channel for foundation building pills. Every year, the foundation building pills are released... and even occasionally there is an opportunity to make pills."
"The opportunity to make a pill?!"
Fang Xing''s face was full of yearning, but in fact he was disdainful.
Not to mention that it is the root of the heavenly spirit, there is no great difficulty in forming pills.
After I condense the martial arts golden elixir, it is definitely not too difficult to get one or two more elixir-forming spirit objects.
The future of this immortal clone is smooth.
‘However, Beili Xiancheng is still worth a visit to find the true sun and other suitable spiritual objects…’
Fang Xing had already purchased a rough map of several nearby countries. He knew where Beili Xiancheng was, so he could fly over by himself.
If you are an ordinary Qi training monk, it will be difficult to bear such a long journey and dangers on the road, and you often need to follow a large caravan.
Every year, there is a caravan in Ziyuan Fairy City, which specializes in the Beili Xiancheng route and will eventually reach the territory of Qi.
While he was thinking, the auction below had come to an end.
"The second-level low-grade spiritual weapon - Fengxue Sword! It is mixed with thousands of black iron and thousands of years of black ice, and is carefully crafted by master craftsmen. After the sword is completed, it was buried in the Great Snow Mountain for twenty years, and has just appeared in the world recently..."
Jin Sanniang is showing a flying sword in her hand.
This flying sword is cold and terrifying, one foot long, with a cold and sharp aura.
"The minimum price of this sword is 8,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than one hundred low-grade spirit stones each time."
Jin Sanniang looked at the private rooms.
Only foundation-building monks can use spiritual weapons, so this "Wind and Snow Sword" is naturally not for qi-training monks.
There are many foundation-building monks in Ziyuan Fairy City, and there are more than twenty private rooms alone.
At this time, someone quoted:
“Eight thousand one hundred spirit stones!”
“Eight thousand five hundred spirit stones!”
…
In a private room, an old foundation-building woman leaning on a peach wood stick looked at a girl next to her with a pity.
This girl is extremely beautiful, but her expression is cold, like an iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years, and she has a temperament like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.
"Good granddaughter...Great-grandmother bought this wind and snow sword and used it for you after you build the foundation. How about it?"
The old woman who built the foundation smiled kindly and said, "Xue''er, you are a genius of my Zeng family. Not only have the best ice spirit roots, but you also awaken the ''Snow Cold Body''. Practicing ice-attributed martial arts twice the result... This wind and snow sword is just right for you."
There was no expression on the girl named Xueer''s face, but there was indeed a hint of love in her eyes: "Let the great-grandmother be the decision... as long as it doesn''t affect the last auction of "Shaoyin evil spirit".
"Of course, your great-grandma has a clue in her heart... The ''Shaoyin evil spirit'' is perfect for you, and the effect is almost no less than half the foundation-building pill, so it is naturally divided into severity."
The old woman built a foundation and paused her peach wood crutch, and her voice spread from afar: "Nine Thousand Spirit Stones!"
"Is it the Zeng family in Taohualin?"
"Old Mrs. Zeng, you are a master in the middle stage of foundation building..."
The magical thoughts were intertwined in the box, and several foundation-building monks gave up the auction directly.
"Nine thousand one hundred low-grade spirit stones."
Fang Xing joined in at this time and shouted out the price.
"Um?"
The old woman in Zeng was stunned and then said, "Nine thousand five hundred spirit stones!"
“Ten thousand spirit stones!”
Fang Xing smiled and raised the price without caring.
The two sides were back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, there were 13,000 low-grade spirit stones.
“Great-grandma!”
Zeng Xueer stepped forward and pulled the old woman''s sleeve.
“Good boy!”
The old woman built the foundation and snorted coldly: "If I hadn''t kept the spirit stone to buy the Shaoyin evil spirit..."
"Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, the result of this wind and snow sword Guitian No. 9 box."
Jin Sanniang''s smile was a little stiff.
Although this kind of foundation-building monk can raise a high price for fighting, it makes her feel a little embarrassed and has been frightened.
…
Tianzi No. 9 private room.
Fang Xing looked at the auction of the following sets of storage bags, and secretly thought about how many spirit stones he could sell with his excess storage bag.
"We have another privilege for private guest rooms, which is that we can deliver it to our door-to-door delivery immediately."
At this time, Min Yixing suddenly laughed and said, "Here you come!"
Almost as he spoke, the door of the private room knocked: "VIP is polite, we will come to deliver the Fengxue Sword..."
“Come in.”
Fang Xing blinked his fingers and opened the box ban.
Several monks entered one after another, and the leader was a white-haired foundation building. When they saw Min and his party, they were stunned: "So Fellow Daoist Min is here?"
"Haha, Lao Lu, don''t worry about me."
Min and his party introduced Fang Xing: "This fellow Daoming Lu Yiming has practiced the art of spiritual eyes and can be called a fiery eye. He is the elder of the treasure in this city."
"I''ve met Fellow Daoist."
Fang Xing bowed.
"Fengxue Sword, please check it out with fellow Taoists."
Lu Yiming ordered the maid behind him to bring the tray, which was covered with the wind and snow sword.
Fang Xing took the Fengxue Sword and flicked it gently, and heard a cold sound of the sword, making the room feel cold.
"It''s indeed a second-level flying sword... It''s a pity, it''s a little shorter."
He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a pile of spirit stones immediately appeared on the table, mixed with low and medium grades.
Lu Yiming swept his spiritual sense, counted the spirit stones one by one, and put them in the storage bag. Then he smiled and said, "There is a restriction in the Fengxue Sword. After refining, it can be of good size and good size, and there is no need to care about the length or short..."
This is only for monks.
There are naturally no taboos when using the Wind and Snow Sword when cultivating the Immortal Clan.
But I have no magic power, so I can only use it as a dagger in my hand, which is not as good as the Qinghong Sword.
However, there is no need to talk to outsiders about these.
Fang Xing smiled on his face, and after a few greetings, he saw that Jin Sanniang had already delivered the last item to the auction table.
Amid the anticipated and fanatical gaze of the qi-training monks in the whole field, Jin Sanniang held a jade bottle in her hand: "A piece of Shaoyin evil energy can help monks with Yin-attributed martial arts break through the foundation building... It is suitable for female cultivators! The minimum price is 9,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the price must be increased by no less than one hundred each time!"
As soon as this said, many male cultivators below sat back with a depressed look on their faces.
The female cultivators who had complete Qi training had a longing face and bid: "Nine thousand one hundred!"
“Nine thousand two hundred!”
…
"hehe…"
The old lady of the Zeng family sneered and began to quote: "Ten thousand spirit stones!"
The many female cultivators below suddenly felt as if they were watching the Great Dao leave themselves.
However, the competition among many foundation-building monks is not even able to participate.
The female cultivators in the immortal world are very realistic and can only bury their anger deeply in their hearts.
"Xue''er, do you see it?"
Old Mrs. Zeng took the opportunity to teach his younger generations: "Don''t look at these Qi-training monks who dared to be angry but didn''t dare to speak out at this time. Once my Zeng family declined, they would definitely pounce faster than anyone else. The previous Ziqingtan Zhou family is the best example. If you don''t want to be like them, you must continue to be strong. My Zeng family not only needs to build foundations, even... make pills!"
She looked at Zeng Xueer with anticipation.
With Zeng Xueer''s talent, she can definitely practice until she is perfect in foundation building and try to form a pill once.
Even if it is a fake pill!
The Zeng family in Taohualin is the fake elixir family of Zheng State!
If you accumulate this from generation to generation, you may not be able to produce a real person with Jiedan!
"Please rest assured, great-grandma, Xueer will definitely live up to expectations, so start with building the foundation." Zeng Xueer''s face was full of determination.
But before she finished speaking, a young man''s voice penetrated: "Ten thousand spirit stones!"
(This chapter ends)