In the grand master-level auction room, there is no special VIP room, and everyone gathers together.

At this level, he is already able to suppress one side, and his identity is noble, even if he is the emperor of the five kingdoms of Shenzhou, he must be honored as a master!

Although the head is strong and weak, in the era when the sage is not out, they represent the top combat power of the human race, and they are the mainstay of competing with the demon barbarians and supporting the continuation of the human race!

Due to the particularity of this auction, except for the strong demon clan spirit officials who have titles in the Great Song Dynasty, there is no demon clan participation.

Under the introduction of Jia Zhengjing, there are only six demon emperors among them, all of whom are spiritual officials in the famous mountains, rivers and lakes in the Great Song Dynasty.

Of course, there are also more than a dozen grandmasters or great demon king-level existences, each of which represents a great grandmaster or demon emperor who can't be present for some reason.

And here, even the first and second layers of Longquan water and Baimai Lingji wine are only sold once each in the amount of ten drops.

For the Great Grandmaster, each person represents a huge force, and the spirit stones are just numbers for them.

Therefore, most of the treasures auctioned here are bartered, and each time it will take an extremely long time.

Not everyone happens to have a certain treasure, and they urgently need a treasure on the auction house, or everyone else has it, so they can negotiate.

That's why it's the least crowded place for the longest time.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's not like participating in an auction, it's more like providing a platform for communication with peers!"

After watching it for a long time, Wu Ming was not fascinated by the dazzling heavy treasures, but relished the taste.

"Communication platform? Brother's words are incisive, and it is true!"

Jia Zhengjing's eyes lit up, pondering Shaoqing nodded, and said with emotion on his fat face, "For the existence of this level, what you want is just a small step on the path of martial arts, and it is rare to have such an opportunity on weekdays, and now that so many peers are gathered together, it is natural that they must protect each other and confirm what they have learned!"

There are three thousand avenues, and different paths lead to the same end.

Everyone's martial arts are different, but the goal is the same, and peer communication is one of the best ways to progress.

By confirming what you have learned, even if you don't gain much, you can make yourself more mellow or broader in a certain aspect.

As the saying goes, the sea is tolerant of all rivers, and this is the truth!

"What is the position of this Elder Bi Qingquan in the existence of the Great Grandmaster?"

Wu Ming looked at it for a while, and pointed to one of the old men who was drinking and chatting.

This old man is Bi Qingquan, the nine-bag elder of the beggar gang who has had a relationship!

"The Last Stream!"

Jia Zhengjing's eyes showed a strange color.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, quite surprised that it was such an answer, but he knew that with Jia Xiaopang's temperament, there must be a follow-up.

"Although he is at the bottom of the ranks, he has the ability of a peak great master!"

Jia Zhengjing groaned for a moment and said a secret that few people know.

It turned out that countless years ago, the ancestor of the beggar gang had a relationship with the Confucian ancestor before he became enlightened, but it was not recognized by later generations, and there were those who said that the two were far apart, and some said that the identities and status of the two were very different, and there was no intersection at all, and all kinds of rumors were different.

But what can be determined is that the beggar gang is indeed the gang with the largest number of people in Shenzhou, and they are friendly with all major sects.

And this Bi Qingquan belongs to the Fan Sect of the Beggar Gang, and is one of the descendants of one of the three true disciples of the Beggar Gang Patriarch.

Relying on this relationship and the influence of the beggar gang, Bi Qingquan's strength may not be top-notch, but in terms of appeal and influence, he is definitely a first-class existence.

"Oh, the Confucian Spring and Autumn penmanship is really amazing!"

Wu Ming was cold.

Although I don't know what the facts are, but the so-called groundless, history is written by the victors, and the Confucian people who have always pretended to be high and read the books of the sages and sages are of course impossible to let their ancestors be tarnished by a mere beggar!

Just like the Holy Emperor Yao Shunyu Chan Rang that has been rumored throughout the ages, who can know how many unknown bloody rains are hidden in it?

"Little Master, Young Master Jia!"

While the two were chatting, Wu Fu came indoors.

"Old Wu!"

Jia Zhengjing hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Fauber, how's the harvest?"

Wu Ming only saw the second half, but didn't see the auction in front, and asked casually.

"It's not bad, there are a few treasures that are useful for the young master's martial arts cultivation. ”

Wu Fu did not shy away from suspicion, and took out a few treasures directly.

Not much, only six, one of which is what he needs, three are reserved for someone in the house to break through the innate and standby, and the last two.

One of them was a set of black iron rings that Wu Ming had seen, a total of sixteen, and the last one turned out to be an ancient jade book!

"Uh, Elder Wu, you don't plan to let my brother go the path of refining the body, right?"

Looking at the two treasures, Jia Zhengjing's fat face twitched, and he couldn't help asking.

"Huh!"

Wu Fu smiled but did not speak.

When it comes to Wu Ming's cultivation direction, he can give advice, but he will never announce it easily.

It's not that you can't trust Jia Zhengjing, but for everyone, the direction of martial arts is an extremely secret thing.

Even if it is like the communication of the great master, it is to take a certain aspect of itself to confirm, and it will never easily expose its own details.

Moreover, at this stage, what you have learned is extremely complicated, and you need to start from many aspects, and you can get out of your own holy path!

"Qianjun Zimu ring, weighing more than Qianjun, top-level Xuanbing, interlocking, can lock the true qi, can sharpen the body, the wearer needs to enter the martial arts, otherwise the muscles and bones will be injured, and the cultivation will not advance but retreat!"

Wu Ming took out a jade slip from the wooden box containing the iron ring, and after reading it carefully, his eyes lit up, and he did not rush to wear it, but looked at the second wooden box, in which a palm-sized ancient clumsy jade book was placed.

From the outside, there are five blurred handwriting on it, and there is a faint golden light flashing in the dents, which can be seen to be quite old.

"Cough, there is a set of mutilated body refining exercises called "Ming Wang Fudo Zun" recorded on it, which belongs to Buddhism Tantra, which is transmitted from the place where the northwest of the Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions meet, but the age is too old to study the specific source!"

Jia Zhengjing looked at it and said.

"King Ming does not move!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he gently opened the first page of the jade album, and what caught his eye was a withered figure with scribbled strokes.

Just by looking at it, I felt dizzy, and I was so hung in a coma that I was impacted by the martial arts will contained in it.

Fortunately, his own will is extraordinary, and the lotus lamp flame in the Heavenly Gate Hole flickered, and all discomfort was eliminated!

"Little ...... Heart!"

At this time, Jia Zhengjing's outstretched hand paused, and he retracted it with an embarrassed expression, his small eyes full of surprise.

The strength of the will contained in this jade book, he has personally experienced it, before breaking through the innate nature, he was in a trance for several hours, and this is still because of the elixir to recover.

As far as he knew, Wu Ming had not yet broken through the artistic conception, but he had such a strong will, which was rare in the world.

Of course, what he didn't know was that although Wu Ming's will was strong, it was not as strong as his previous self, mostly thanks to the miracle of the lotus lantern!

"Only fivefold?"

After a cursory glance, Wu Ming hurriedly closed the jade book.

Although the lotus lantern has a special effect on protecting the divine soul, the martial arts will in the jade book also directly acts on the divine soul, and the impact is as great as a mountain and a sea, stretching endlessly.

The feeling of being swaying in the stormy seas, as if it was capsizing at any time, is really uncomfortable.

"What do you think?"

Jia Zhengjing came back to his senses, rolled his eyes fiercely, and pointed to the damaged part behind the jade album and said, "If it is not damaged, how can it be placed in the grandmaster-level auction? Even so, if you cultivate to the peak of the fifth level, you will also have the power of a top-level grandmaster, and from the particularity of the body refining martial artist, it can be concluded that even in the face of the existence of a beginner grandmaster, it is not far behind!"

"It's just that the entry conditions for this exercise are extremely harsh, and even if a strong sect master wants to cultivate, it is by no means easy.

Therefore, when I made a bid, except for a few Buddhist masters who occasionally made bids, it didn't take much trouble to get it. ”

Wu Fu picked up the stubble and briefly talked about the bidding situation.

It turned out that there were not many bidders at that time, after all, when they reached the grandmaster stage, most of them also began to pay attention to physical cultivation.

It's not to cultivate to a high and profound realm, but to maintain the vitality of the physical body, so as not to lose energy.

It's just that the harsh conditions of this exercise limit the intention of most people to start with it, and several Buddhist masters also gave up after Wu Fu raised the price again and again.

"Refining the marrow is like sand!"

Wu Ming thought of the first entry requirement, and couldn't help but sigh.

Qianjun Zimu Ring is to sharpen the body, "Ming Wang Fudo Zun" is a body refining exercise, complementing each other, only Wu Fu, who knows him very well and knows that he wants to take the road of internal and external cultivation, will be so thoughtful!

"How much surplus is there after this auction?"

After carefully calculating the needs of cultivating this exercise, Wu Ming asked.

"Not counting the above two pieces, excluding the previous cost and the need to leave a supply for the operation of the anthill, there should be about one hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!"

Jia Zhengjing rolled his eyes and blurted out.

"So much?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, looked Jia Zhengjing up and down, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, settle accounts, you gave me forty sets of top-grade magic bows and top-grade magic arrows before, and six eight-bull crossbows......"

"No, it's a personal gift from my brother, uh, no, in your words, it's an investment.

Your anthill has begun to take shape, and you have helped a lot in this auction, my Guangyuan Zhai is far more than that, you can't let me empty the gloves of the white wolf, right? ”

Jia Zhengjing waved his hand and said with a straight face.

Wu Fu on the side smiled and bowed, his eyes were relieved, his little master's friend was not in vain!

"Good!"

Wu Ming nodded with a wry smile, and his face turned pale, "In this case, 150,000 of them are needed for the operation of the anthill, 200,000 of the palace inventory is pressed to the bottom, 200,000 are reserved for the needs of the martial arts hall from time to time, 200,000 are for Hu Lai and them to spare, and the rest is all needed to collect this exercise." ”

"This is simple, now that my cultivation has broken through, the authority of the clan library that can be adjusted has become larger, it shouldn't be difficult to get together, but you don't keep some?"

Jia Zhengjing patted his chest and reassured.

"No need!"

Wu Ming had a lot of miscellaneous things on his body, and there was no place to need it for the time being, so he stared at the shadow wall and said, "It's started!"