When Zhang Muyang heard this, he immediately looked at Bai Ling'er and asked curiously, "Oh, Ling'er, do you know this kind of magical place?"

Bai Ling'er nodded very affirmatively, looked at Zhang Muyang and said, "Well, I've actually been to that place." It's near my hometown. The people on our side call it the Thundering Valley. ”

"Thundering Valley?" Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows, he had heard of this place in his previous life, but he hadn't heard anyone say that there was any strange treasure born anywhere, if it wasn't for Ling'er's reminder, he wouldn't have remembered that there was such a place, but the news he got in his previous life was a castrated version nine times out of ten. There are anomalies compared to demons, who knows where there will be any hidden treasures, especially in this era, since there are often lightning strikes, there must be something unusual, anyway, I haven't had anything to do recently, after the auction, you can go and take a look.

Thinking of this, Zhang Muyang's eyes lit up, he took out a Qi Cultivation Pill from the Qiankun bag and wanted to give it to Bai Ling'er, but Bai Ling'er refused, she raised the human skin mask that Zhang Muyang gave her just now, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you have already paid the bill." ”

Zhang Muyang was stunned, he didn't expect this little girl to take out this thing, he was just about to speak, when he saw Bai Ling'er giggling and said, "Little brother, even if you want to pay us, you should go to Thundering Valley, but we are useless?"

Zhang Muyang saw that although the little girl was joking, her tone was very firm, and she didn't force it, anyway, he was going to go to Thundering Valley, no matter whether it was good or not, he would never treat this little girl like an elf badly.

After leaving the teahouse, Zhang Muyang went directly to the auction house, although the auction will officially start tomorrow, but many monks or warriors have already hung up the information they want to sell in the auction. Through some LCD screens in the town, it plays on a loop. It's really a perfect combination of modern technology and monk civilization, although I can't see the real thing, but I also know that there is something in this auction.

For those advertisements, Zhang Muyang simply glanced at them, then ignored them, went to the auction, found the organizer, threw out a quenching pill and a qi refining pill, and told them that these pills were ready to be auctioned at the auction, but they asked for barter, or something related to Lei Fa. After speaking, ignoring the man's surprised eyes, he took the number plate needed to enter the auction hall and turned to leave.

Just when Zhang Muyang was about to return to the hotel, he met Fan Da, the brother of the Fan family on the mountain road, on the way, he bared his teeth at Zhang Muyang and said: "Boy, I'm reminding you, it's best not to meddle in the near future, Lao Tzu knows that you are not from Longhu Mountain." ”

Zhang Muyang didn't pay attention to the provocation of this goods, he didn't bother to look at him, just like an elephant in nature, he would not get angry in the face of the clamor of the ants under his feet, only when he was in the way of himself, he would step on it to death, in addition, he would not change his itinerary because of the ants, so as not to waste time.

Seeing that he was being ignored by the boss of the Fan family, the hatred in his eyes grew, although he couldn't see Zhang Muyang's cultivation clearly, but he didn't think that Zhang Muyang was his opponent, if it wasn't for this kid's sideways foot, which made him a little timid, Zhang Youren might have died in the wilderness, and the 'thing' in Bai Ling'er's hand was also in his hands.

"Boy, if you don't listen to persuasion, you will die a miserable death. Fan Da didn't make a rash move, but behind Zhang Muyang, he said miserably.

These words made Zhang Muyang pause and smile indifferently. "Yes?" I would like to see it. How miserable am I going to be. ”

returned to the hotel arranged by Zhang Youren, sat cross-legged and practiced, and at night, he didn't find any night attacks, and there was no young lady who came to provide door-to-door service.

Early the next morning, Zhang Muyang, Bai Ling'er and Zhang Youren went to the auction house together after having breakfast. When he arrived at the door of the auction venue, hundreds of people had already gathered here, and Zhang Muyang smashed his mouth, this was the first batch of pioneers in the Chinese cultivation world. Different from those who are waiting in line, Zhang Youren is a regular customer here, and he has the status of a disciple of Longhu Mountain, so he naturally has a special passage.

Monks like them are all in the private seats on the second floor of the auction, and after entering the auction hall, there are no warm-up activities outside the world, and they come up directly to the dry goods auction, and everyone is very busy with time, and no one cares about those vain things.

With the host's simple opening, the first auction thing was held on the stage, which was actually a long sword, completely black, cast of steel, plus other materials, and a magic weapon refined.

The host didn't talk nonsense with a long sword, he started directly, spoke with experiments, and after cutting a few wrist-thick sections of steel one after another, he began to quote: "Everyone has also seen the power of this sword, and the reserve price is twenty Qi Cultivation Pills or one hundred Body Cultivation Pills." Ladies and gentlemen, please. ”

As soon as the host's words fell, the auction hall was noisy.

Zhang Youren pursed his lips and said, "This thing is really not cheap, twenty Qi Cultivation Pills, I have only saved up for so many years." He was a little keen on the sword, but the price was painful for him. If this thing of Qi Cultivation Pill appears on the market, the price of a pill will be at least more than 10 million.

Now that the aura has just recovered, in the entire Huaxia cultivation world, there are only a few sects that can refine the pill, and twenty pills of qi refining pills are enough to mean that these small hermit sects, almost a year's dosage of pills, even if it is a mountain gate like Longhu Mountain, there are not many, and a true disciple like Zhang Youren has only twenty or thirty pills a year, except for the ones he usually uses for cultivation, there are really not a few left, so Zhang Youren feels a pain in his flesh.

After Zhang Muyang glanced at the long sword, he lost interest, the most rubbish magic weapon is just a magic weapon, the three feet three on his body is a fairy sword, he has been warmed up so far, and he has never been stained with blood, and the magic weapon can't enter his magic eyes at all.

However, this thing is not worth looking at for Zhang Muyang, but it is different for others, especially this sword is still a magic weapon, and there are few magic weapons in this auction, this time not only the people who practice martial arts are eager, but even some monks are quite excited.

With the magic weapon in hand, the monk's combat power can sometimes be doubled or even several times increased when fighting people.

After the first bidding, he was bought by a young man dressed as a son-in-law with fifty Qi Cultivation Pills, Zhang Muyang glanced at his cultivation, which can be regarded as the early stage of Qi training, and it is estimated that he is the stupid son of that sect.

After the first auction, other messy things began to appear in the venue, magic weapons, pills, elixirs, and even some fragments of Qi cultivation and law determination, which did not have much value for Zhang Muyang, but Bai Ling'er and Zhang Youren on the side were full of interest.

Zhang Muyang's divine consciousness was not on those auctioned things at this time, but on the three monks not far from him.

The corners of Zhang Muyang's mouth pulled a sneer.