Chapter 27: Unlucky (Seeking follow-up reading)
Every time I come to the market.
Shen Ping would slow down his pace.
The Hongliu Lane where I used to live was very deserted most of the time, whether it was day or night, with few people in sight, while the market town was bustling and prosperous, as if they were two different worlds.
Now he has gradually become a part of this prosperous world.
“People go to high places, and water flows to low places.”
"We must always be vigilant and not make any mistakes."
Had an experience.
He didn't want to make the same mistake again.
Before he reached the door of the Zhenbao shop, a cultivator who looked sneaky came towards him. He smiled and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Daoyou, judging from your appearance, you should be a person of temperament. Do you want to experience the most extreme happiness?"
Shen Ping's face was full of question marks.
The monk glanced around and then quickly took out a brocade bag embroidered with silver thread from his sleeve. The brocade bag was ordinary and had no aura at all.
"Fellow Daoist, this brocade bag contains the personal fragrance pills of the most popular female cultivators of Tianyin Pavilion. If you have any interest in a certain kind of fragrance pill, you can bring it to Tianyin Pavilion."
"I guarantee you will enjoy the ultimate pleasure then."
"It doesn't cost you a single spiritual stone."
After saying.
The monk was about to put the brocade bag into Shen Ping's hand.
Shen Ping immediately became alert and shook his head hastily, "Sorry, I'm not interested in women."
"So Daoyou is good at that!"
"Don't worry, we also have male practitioners in Tianyin Pavilion."
The monk chuckled and took out another brocade bag.
Shen Ping interrupted with a cupped hand, "I have something else to do, bye!"
"Don't leave, fellow Taoist. I'll give you two... three free times?"
Until I watched Shen Ping walk away.
The monk curled his lips and began to focus on the next target.
"unlucky!"
Shen Ping entered the Zhenbao Tower, cursing in his heart.
What the hell! You want me to compromise after three times? You're not a beauty.
Focus on your thoughts.
He took out the jade token given to him by Mu Jin.
After waiting for a while, a waiter who was specially responsible for receiving us came up and said respectfully, "Daoyou, please come this way."
Followed to the backyard of Zhenbao Building.
Go into the house on the left.
I saw the guy pressed lightly on the wall.
The house shook slightly.
After a few breaths.
"Fellow Daoist, we have arrived at the auction hall."
"Excuse me, are you a talisman master or an alchemy master..."
Shen Ping was just marveling at this when he heard this and quickly responded, "Talisman Master, a top-grade Talisman Master."
The waiter quickly took out a copper mask and said, "Fellow Daoist, wearing this mask on your face can temporarily block the divine sense from detecting your strength and aura. The effect lasts for two days. Other talisman masters, alchemy masters, etc. will also wear it. After the auction is over, you can wear it and leave. When you come next time, you can return the mask."
When Shen Ping heard this, his eyes lit up.
Zhenbaolou is really thoughtful.
With this mask, monks participating in the auction don't have to worry about their information being exposed.
If any monk were to face this kind of service, he would give Zhenbaolou ninety-nine thumbs up from the bottom of his heart! Put on the bronze mask.
He walked out of the house and the view before his eyes suddenly opened up.
The huge crystal chandelier on the oval dome illuminates the entire auction hall as bright as day.
A high platform in the center.
Every seat below can be seen clearly.
This was Shen Ping’s first time attending an auction.
He carefully selected a corner of the back row.
Over time.
More and more monks kept walking into the auction hall, but what puzzled Shen Ping was that some of these monks wore masks, while others were not covered at all.
Around noon.
Most of the monks participating in the auction have arrived.
Shen Ping observed from the corner of his eye.
There were less than a hundred people wearing masks of different colors, but there were more than three hundred senior monks without masks. The aura of these monks was rich and mellow, and they were obviously at the ninth level of Qi training!
As for the foundation-building cultivators.
He did not sense the obvious aura of pressure from the foundation-building stage.
Maybe he is restrained, or maybe he is wearing a mask.
"Fellow Taoists."
"My Zhenbaolou's small auction has officially begun."
"As usual, let's warm up first."
"Three Dingyan Pills..."
As soon as the words fell.
The monks around, especially the female monks, breathed heavier.
Shen Ping couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his eyes were burning.
Dingyan Pill! If given to wives and concubines, wouldn't they stay young forever? It's worthy of being an auction.
It is indeed extraordinary.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"The starting price is ten mid-grade spirit stones!"
"Each bid must not be less than five mid-grade spirit stones!"
Hear the price.
He was immediately moved.
It’s not expensive! I can afford it! “One hundred dollars!”
"One hundred and fifty dollars!"
"two hundred!"
The female cultivator's voice gradually became louder.
Shen Ping completely stopped.
Can't afford to offend.
There wasn't even a hundred mid-grade spirit stones in his storage bag.
But the price he asked for was hundreds of dollars.
Although the main sect of Jinyang Sect owns more than a dozen large and small spirit stone mines, resulting in a low purchasing power for spirit stones, anyone who can casually take out hundreds of mid-grade spirit stones must have a high level of cultivation, or have a certain status and background.
In the end, the three Dingyan Pills were sold at an average price of two hundred and seventy medium-grade spirit stones.
Shen Ping quickly thought about it in his mind.
Every year, he could earn more than 300 medium-grade spirit stones by making the number of high-grade talismans required by Zhenbao Tower. After deducting the cost of materials and various expenses, he could save up more than 100 yuan. If he did not buy precious items such as magic tools and robes, he should be able to buy one after saving for more than two years.
"well."
Sighed softly.
have to.
It is better to wait until the success rate of talisman making is improved before considering such luxury items.
His main goal at this stage is to improve his own cultivation as quickly as possible and to replace his wives and concubines with high-quality robes.
Next, elixirs, special magic tools, formation plates, magic treasures, etc., which were difficult to buy outside, were auctioned off one by one.
Shen Ping could only watch.
From the price of Dingyan Dan at the auction, he knew that if he participated in this kind of auction at his current level, he would only have a sense of participation.
The auction is over.
Hundreds of monks filed out.
"There is still no Foundation Establishment Pill this time!"
"I heard that there are some at the Foundation Establishment Auction, but unfortunately there are Foundation Establishment seniors here, so it's hard for us to get them."
"Just keep waiting. Zhenbaolou will eventually bring out the Foundation Establishment Pills. Otherwise, this auction won't have any appeal."
Hear the little talk in your ear.
Shen Ping's heart moved.
Foundation Building Pill! Foundation Building Auction! He felt as if he had come into contact with higher-level information.
But this information shouldn't be that important.
Otherwise, those naked monks around would have had the slightest reaction.
Walk out of Zhenbao Building.
Shen Ping was still wearing the bronze mask, and then he came to the street of Fu Baotang. There were very few monks here, and he immediately took off the mask when he saw that there was no one around.
In the evening.
Return to the gate of the courtyard.
Thinking of what he saw and heard at the auction, he couldn't help but sigh.
People in different power positions are exposed to completely different information.
If he was still the cultivator at the third level of Qi training in Hongliu Lane, he wouldn't even dare to enter or leave the Zhenbao Tower at will, let alone participate in the auction.
"You must be the talisman master in house number two... Hehe, you are at the fourth level of Qi training and can live in Yunhe Lane. It seems that you are not an ordinary cultivator."
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