Chapter 139 Grand Auction (Subscription Request)
A few days later.
Purple Kite Fairy City.
Drunken Moon Pond.
This place is a second-level spiritual cave, and there is also a spiritual pond with many Drunken Moon Lotuses blooming in the pond.
Whenever the lotus blossoms, round moonlight blooms from the heart of the lotus, and the aroma of wine fills the air.
It is a nice tourist attraction.
The lotus fragrance is wafting.
In the alchemy room, Fang Xing had already returned to the main universe to report for leave.
The Immortal Cultivator's clone looked at the Wanhua Cauldron in front of him, a hint of joy appeared on his face: "As expected... after advancing to the foundation-building stage and gaining divine consciousness, no matter what kind of immortal cultivation technique you learn, it will be like a tiger with wings."
He slapped the Wanhua Cauldron with his palm: "Open!"
The Wanhua Ding opened and pills flew out one after another.
"A first-grade, superior elixir - Feiyun Pill. One furnace of pills yields nine pills, and there are three fine products left..."
Fang Xing looked at the pill with cloud patterns on it and said, "Although I only have this success rate with the help of the Wanhua Cauldron, I can still be considered a first-class top-grade alchemist, right?"
"If I really want to be ruthless, I can refine a second-level inferior elixir. As long as I can barely condense the elixir, even if the elixir is too poisonous, I can save it later..."
"Perhaps... we can refine some elixirs suitable for cultivators in the early stages of foundation building?"
Fang Xing certainly would not take this barely authentic elixir himself, but he could sell it or exchange it for some elixirs that would help him increase his magic power.
Then operate it through the Wanhua Ding and turn it into a top-notch product!
As soon as he thought of this, he was in a very good mood. He went outside to admire the drunken lotus in the pond.
"Min and his group are pretty good. I just said a word, and they arranged this second-level cave for me. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but judging from the spiritual energy, it should be at least second-level upper-grade, right?"
Fang Xing thought of the last conversation between the two of them.
He made it clear that he would not establish any power and was only planning to rent a second-level cave.
Min Yihang recommended this place to himself, and it turned out to be very good.
I don’t know why, but I have never seen Master Ziyuan.
Perhaps this fake Dan Zhenren is busy with something?
As he was pondering, a sound transmission note flew over.
The cave token appeared in Fang Xing's hand. He opened the restriction and saw a Qi-cultivating cultivator flying in riding a magic weapon.
"Junior Zheng Qian, greetings to the senior!"
This cultivator has reached the late stage of Qi training, has handsome features and a kind smile.
"Zheng Qian? What a nice name... Are you from the City Lord's Mansion?"
Fang Xing sat on the railing, grabbed a handful of fish food and sprinkled it into the Zuiyue Pond.
Purple and green carps emerged one after another, vying for the fish food.
The backs with a strange luster gathered together, sparkling in the sun, like colorful waves, extremely beautiful.
"That's right... I'm here on Elder Min's orders to deliver this invitation to you, Senior..."
Zheng Qian held an invitation in both hands.
"Oh? The big auction?"
Fang Xing took the invitation and nodded: "Of course I won't miss it..."
He flipped through it again and found a note on the back of the invitation, which mentioned several of the finale items of the auction.
"Is there a foundation-building pill as the final item this time?"
Fang Xing asked casually.
"Foundation Building Pills are hard to come by... The City Lord's Mansion occasionally obtains a furnace, but it is mostly for their own use. There are no extras this year..."
Zheng Qian explained a few words, and in his heart he complained: "There are three masters in this city who can refine foundation-building pills, but now there are only two..."
All this is because of the senior monk opposite.
Therefore, his manners were even more humble, and no one could find fault with him: "If you are willing to come, it will be a great honor for our humble home... We have already prepared a private room for you."
"Well, you guys are thoughtful."
High-level monks have such privileges. Fang Xing hummed a few words casually to deal with it, and looked at the finale items, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"There's actually a second-level low-grade flying sword... maybe it's specially prepared for me?"
The description of such auction items will be given to the heavyweight monks participating in the trade fair at the beginning. It is also considered a privilege, making it more convenient to prepare spirit stones in advance and sell them at a high price.
Fang Xing saw a second-level flying sword, and his eyes lit up: "The sword is called Fengxue, its sword light is cold, and it is made of thousand-refined black iron and thousand-year-old black ice... Let's make do with it."
Zheng Qian looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending not to hear.
suddenly.
Fang Xing turned to the last page and his expression changed slightly.
"This spiritual object for building foundation?"
The last item in the finale was a piece of evil spirit! "Shaoyin evil spirit?"
There are images and descriptions on the invitation, so people can understand the information about the spiritual objects very intuitively.
"Yes, this evil spirit is cold and gloomy in nature, and is suitable for cultivators who practice Yin-attributed techniques. Water and wood attributes are barely suitable, but it is best for female cultivators..."
Zheng Qian explained.
"Of course I know, go ahead."
Fang Xing waved his hand and sent Zheng Qian away. He then looked at the annotation of the evil spirit and a smile appeared on his face, which then grew bigger and bigger: "Haha... It can be said that it was effortless."
Shaoyin evil spirit!
In the main universe, there is naturally another name.
"The method of condensing the special aura of the universe to strengthen the foundation of the golden elixir... requires matching with martial arts and golden elixir."
"The most suitable substance for the Dragon Tiger Golden Pill is the Yin and Yang Qi of the universe... This Yin Qi of the universe... is the Shaoyin evil Qi!"
"As for the universe's Yang Qi... in the world of immortal cultivation, it should be a special kind of Qi called the Sun's True Qi!"
"If I can obtain these two special kinds of Gangsha Qi, when I condense the Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill, I can absorb them into the Golden Pill by using the method of condensing the evil spirit and refining the Gang. This will greatly increase the foundation of the Golden Pill... Combined with the Dragon-Elephant Vajra Indestructible Magical Power, I can practice the Nine-Turn Golden Body in the Vajra Realm and achieve the 'Great Vajra Realm' without any problem!"
Fang Xing took stock of his assets and found that it would not be a problem to take down this evil spirit.
He had been frugal along the way and had not used too many spirit stones. Now, the total amount of spirit stones in his storage bag was more than 50,000.
And a spiritual item for foundation building, even if it has an increase in value at the auction, is only priced at around 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.
“No matter how high it is, can it be higher than the Foundation Establishment Pill?”
"If a genuine foundation-building pill is sent to an auction, it would probably cost thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones to buy it..."
…
Three days later.
Auction venue.
There were crowds of people everywhere, after all, it was the annual auction of Ziyuan Fairy City.
Countless casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi training came from all directions just to get a chance to change their fate.
Fang Xing, wearing a silver shirt and with his hands behind his back, descended directly from the sky.
"It's actually a foundation-building major repair?"
"What a young face! I wonder which family's foundation-building ancestor he is, or which immortal sect's true disciple he is?"
Those Qigong practitioners made way one after another, and some even saluted respectfully.
Among the crowd, there were two Qi-cultivating monks who looked at Fang Xing with complicated expressions.
"Is it him?!"
The face of the cultivator surnamed Lian from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was filled with shock: "It has only been a few years since we last met? You have actually cultivated to such a level? Even I, the sect's true disciple, am still waiting for the foundation-building pill..."
That junior fellow has already broken through to the late stage of Qi training, but compared to Fang Xing, he feels like he has lived a miserable life: "Foundation building... It seems that this person does have some luck. The last time my uncle stopped us, maybe it was wrong..."
They were all smart people, so they could naturally guess that Fang Xing must have had the opportunity to build a foundation at that time!
It was either a second-level demon pill, or a lot of rare materials, or a lot of spiritual stones! I don’t know what means I used to deceive myself at that time.
If they could have discovered it at that time, perhaps the senior who was building the foundation at this moment would be... Senior Brother Lian! "Damn it! Damn Shi Wanwan!"
Even his senior brother cursed inwardly, and he hated even his own senior.
It was as if if Shi Wanwan had tacitly allowed him to act, he would have succeeded and successfully established his foundation...
"These two monks from the Myriad Beast Sect...seem to be very jealous of me?"
Little did they know that although they were far away, Fang Xing's consciousness was strong and he also saw everything: "Last time, I felt that if Shi Wanwan hadn't been there, they would have taken action. They dared to appear in front of me. They really didn't know how to live or die..."
However, it is certainly not a good idea to kill people directly in the fairy city at this time.
He sneered in his heart and walked into the auction venue. He was immediately led by the receptionist to a VIP box on the second floor.
Looking down from this spot, everything on the auction table is clearly visible, and the view is excellent.
Not long after, the door opened again, and Min Yihang walked in: "Fang Daoyou... why don't you see your elder?"
"My elder likes to travel around. I don't know where he went."
Fang Xing was talking nonsense in all seriousness.
"I see. That's a shame."
Min Yihang smiled slightly and said, "I wonder if Brother Fang would mind if I were to take the next position?"
"Of course, please!"
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Fang Xing felt that Min and his group seemed to be trying to win him over.
"Brother Min..."
He drank another cup of Qianyan Jingxiu Spiritual Tea and said, "Is Ziyuan Immortal City so short of people?"
Min Yihang was startled, then smiled bitterly: "Brother Fang is really straightforward, so I will speak frankly... Now the Wanshou Sect is the main sect in Zheng State, and the other two immortal sects are more than capable of protecting themselves, but not aggressive enough..."
It is normal that after losing their Jindan cultivator, Qingxuan Sect and Heitian Temple can only barely keep their own three acres of land.
Even if the Wanshou Sect does not destroy these two families, it will quickly erode the remaining neutral forces in Zheng State.
Ziyuan Fairy City is the big boss!
"It seems that Xiancheng is unwilling to side with the Ten Thousand Beast Sect?"
Fang Xing's eyes moved.
"My Purple Yuan Immortal City has always strictly maintained neutrality... Moreover, Master Purple Yuan has always had a bad impression of the Myriad Beast Sect..."
Min and his group used their spiritual consciousness to transmit messages, appearing to be very cautious.
"You don't like it? Do you have a grudge against me?"
"Could it be that the mastermind behind the demise of Master Ziyuan's path was the Wanshou Sect?"
"No wonder she doesn't dare to show up... Is she afraid that once she shows up, the Myriad Beast Sect will seize the opportunity and kill her directly?"
"Given the current situation in Zheng State, if the Myriad Beast Sect really turns hostile, kills the fake Dan Zhenren, and then annexes the Purple Kite Fairy City, the Qingxuan Sect and the Black Sky Temple will definitely not dare to speak out. "
Fang Xing's heart moved slightly: "What a pity for this spiritual vein... It seems that I have to move as soon as possible."
After consolidating his initial foundation-building skills with the help of the Drunken Moon Pool, he can consider moving or even joining other major forces.
Unfortunately, Ziyuan Fairy City is completely out of consideration.
(End of this chapter)
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