Seeing that there were no more spiritual herbs and crystals needed at the nearby stalls, she continued to walk towards the City Lord's Mansion. She had inquired about it when she first entered the city. The Luo family's auction was held in the City Lord's Mansion tonight.
Just after walking two steps, her eyes accidentally swept across the stall next to her and suddenly stopped again.
This stall mainly sells magic tools, most of which are earth-grade, with only a few heaven-grade ones. It is completely different from other stalls that display a bunch of heaven-grade magic tools and even a few semi-divine tools, so she didn't pay any attention to it just now. Only
then did she realize that there was a bronze drum with a diameter of less than half a foot at the edge of the stall. The drum body was rusty and incomplete, and the drum surface was also uneven. If it weren't for the vague runes that remained, it would look like a piece of broken copper and rotten iron.
But Gu Qingxi knew that this was by no means broken copper and rotten iron, but a divine tool, a divine tool that even she would be amazed by.
This divine tool is called the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum, and it is the treasure of the ancient sect Tianlei Sect.
It was a very special sect, and every disciple in the sect had a thunder spirit root.
As we all know, thunder spirit roots belong to special spirit roots, which are not among the five elements, so they are extremely rare. Even if they have thunder spirit roots, many people cannot practice because of their mixed attributes.
Because of this reason, the number of disciples in the Tianlei Sect has never exceeded 100 since the founding of the sect. In terms of the number of people, it is a sect that cannot be any smaller, and it is not even comparable to the slightly decent Huangpin sect.
But even such a sect with a pitiful number of people has become a Tianpin sect within a hundred years of its founding, and then it has been glorious for a thousand years, and no sect dares to underestimate it. On the
one hand, this is because of the powerful thunder spells of the disciples of the Tianlei Sect, and on the other hand, it is because of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum in front of them.
With the help of their own thunder spirit roots, they can attract heavenly thunder and store the thunder power in the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum.
Once the heavenly power is released, even the powerful people who have reached the great perfection of the Mahayana will find it difficult to resist.
In her previous life, Gu Qingxi also had the Nine Heavens Spiritual Vein and also possessed the Thunder Spiritual Root. After hearing about the wonderful uses of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum, she also thought about refining a similar magical instrument. But after trying it over and over again for countless times, she still couldn't come up with a suitable method of refining.
If it were another magical instrument, she could still consult with the other party and borrow it to comprehend a little, but the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum was too important to the Tianlei Sect. It has always been the drum that survives and the person dies, so as soon as this idea emerged, she immediately rejected it.
Later, the human-demon war broke out. Although the Tianlei Sect was strong, it had too few disciples. Halfway through the war, the sect was destroyed and the people died.
According to her understanding of the Tianlei Sect, the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum must have been destroyed on the spot with the death of the last sect master, so she completely gave up the idea.
Who knew that after ten thousand years, she actually saw the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum again.
"How much is this bronze drum?" Gu Qingxi picked up the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound Drum and asked.
"Two hundred thousand spirit stones." The young cultivator behind the stall immediately stood up and said with a smile on his face.
The magic weapons on his stall were too ordinary, and no one was interested in them for several days. This was the first potential customer.
"Two hundred thousand spirit stones?" Gu Qingxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Although this Nine Heavens Thunder Drum was already in tatters, as long as you have a little vision, you can see that the materials are good. It is impossible for it to be worth only two hundred thousand spirit stones. Thinking about the former glory of the Tianlei Sect, she couldn't help but feel unfair for those thunder masters who
were once famous all over the world . "If you really want to buy it, one hundred thousand spirit stones will do." Of course, the young man didn't know what Gu Qingxi was thinking. He only met a customer in several days, and he was afraid that she would run away, so he quickly took the initiative to lower the price. "..." So, Gu Qingxi was even more speechless. "How about this, just treat it as making friends, fifty thousand, fifty thousand is fine, right?" Seeing that she didn't even say anything, the young monk became more worried and said with gritted teeth. "I say, you are really not afraid of losing money if you do business like this." Gu Qingxi couldn't help asking. What does this mean? The young man looked at Gu Qingxi in confusion, confused by her half-smile. At this moment, a group of people walked into Luoshui City and saw Gu Qingxi from afar. One of them raised his eyebrows and showed deep hatred in his eyes. It was Ke Mingde, the leader of Taiyi Sect. Over the years, in order to help Yudanfang gain a foothold in Fenglan City, Taiyi Sect has spent countless efforts, manpower and material resources. It was thought that Yudanfang would be able to drive Shendan Pavilion out of the cultivation world in one fell swoop, thus cutting off the foundation of Piaoyun Sect. In this way, it would only take a few decades at most for Taiyi Sect to take over Piaoyun Sect's ten thousand-year foundation. Who knew that God's plan was not as good as man's plan? Sun Tingxuan, who was known as the world's number one Dansheng, actually lost three games in a row and lost to Gu Qingxi cleanly. Taiyi Sect failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice. Years of planning were ruined. Because of the reason of repaying kindness with enmity, they were also despised and became a laughing stock overnight. Ke Mingjian hated Gu Qingxi to the core. He had thought that after a while, when the storm had subsided, he would secretly take revenge, but he did not expect to see Gu Qingxi again so soon. "Master Ke, I wonder what you think about what my grandfather told you last time?" A young man next to him asked. This man was of medium build and ordinary appearance, but he was arrogant and had a sense of self-importance. "The Lord of the Palace values it so much. If our Taiyi Sect refuses, wouldn't it be ungrateful? Please tell the Lord of the Palace that our Taiyi Sect agrees to the alliance." Ke Mingjian was silent for a while, with a tangled look on his face, but he gritted his teeth and said. He came to Luohe City this time to participate in the auction of the Luo family, but not because of the invitation of the Luo family. When the Luo family was at its peak, Taiyi Sect was only a ground-grade sect. If it were not for the support of Piaoyun Sect, it would not even have a foothold in Lingjingtian. How could such a sect be qualified to make friends with the Luo family. He came to the auction because of the help of the young man next to him. The young man's surname was Mu, and his name was Mu Shaobo. He was the only beloved grandson of Mu Zhongchuan, the master of Aotian Sect, and also the young master of Aotian Sect. In the secular world, when people mention Lingjingtian, the first thing they think of is the Tianpin Sect and the Tianpin Family. But in Lingjingtian, everyone knows that the most powerful force in the world of cultivation is not the sect family, but the sect. In detail, the sect and the sect family are actually inextricably linked. Those who first founded the sect were either disciples of the sect who left to set up their own sects, or the descendants of the family who were depressed and frustrated, and they just huddled together for warmth in order to survive.
But after thousands of years of development, the sect has more and more disciples, and its influence has become increasingly powerful, having long surpassed the sects and families. In many cases, the sect is even called the Immortal Palace.
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