After walking out of Sun Suling's cave mansion, Fang Yuansi had no idea how to obtain the spiritual fire for a while.

He is just an ordinary outer disciple, he has not been in the sect for a long time, he does not have a wide range of contacts, and he has no close elders.

In this way, it seems that there is only one channel, the auction. It's just that the news of this auction still needs to be inquired. ”

This trip was not worth it, knowing the news from Sun Suling's mouth, Fang Yuan was already very satisfied.

As for the rest, it's just a matter of finding a way.

"Auction?"

Fang Yuan pondered secretly, and then planned to go to Fang City to have a look.

Since it is held privately in the fang market outside, it is natural to go here to find out the relevant news.

Moreover, Fang Yuan also happened to have a batch of materials on his body, which needed to be resold and exchanged for spirit stones.

Then buy some spiritual objects.

"Don't rush, prepare something, and set off again!"

The last time he went to Baitaifang City, Fang Yuan still had palpitations.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom.

This time, he plans to change his appearance and set off in disguise.

……

Three days later, a leaf-shaped flying magic weapon left the Extreme Yang Sect.

The sun is thin, and the sky is as red as the sky, which casts a veil of mystery on Baitaifang City.

An inconspicuous-looking monk wearing a hat and a black veil on his face blended into the crowd and walked into the market.

This person is naturally Fang Yuan.

He walked slowly through the crowd with steady steps, as if he were an ordinary casual cultivator, hanging out here.

Look to the east and look to the west.

It's like a bun that has never seen the world.

Looking at the monks who came and went, with happy or sad looks on their faces, Fang Yuan's heart began to calm down inexplicably for some reason.

When night falls, the lights in the market are bright, and the flying pavilion is Liudan.

The bright glow of the tall bronze lamps that stand beside the street.

There was no flame in this lamp, but a boxy stone.

This light-emitting stone, called a luminous stone, is placed in this lamp like an incandescent lamp.

Illuminate the city of Baitaifang as bright as day

Fang Yuan, who had been shopping for a long time, also began to get busy.

The so-called wealth is not exposed, and there are many things he wants to sell, and the value is extraordinary.

If it is sold in one place openly, it will inevitably reveal wealth and attract unscrupulous people.

Eggs cannot be placed in one basket.

Selling separately is the best way, although it is more troublesome, but it is better to be safe.

So he spent the afternoon searching for a suitable place to sell.

And the evening is also more suitable for doing these things.

The figure did not stop, walking briskly on the street, and after turning a few corners, when he came to his destination, Fang Yuan walked briskly towards Lao Wang's Pharmacy.

He had a batch of elixir herbs in his hand, which was useless to him, so he was going to sell them first, and buy some elixirs by the way.

Lao Wang's Pharmacy is not big, but it has an excellent reputation, and there will be no deliberate price reduction.

When Fang Yuan walked here, a little servant came up.

"This senior, but what kind of pill do you want to buy?"

The little guy was about the same size as Fang Yuan, and his cultivation was about three levels of Qi cultivation, but he had a kind smile on his face, and his hands and feet were very neat.

Fang Yuan glanced around a few times and said:

"I heard that Lao Wang's Pharmacy is the most kind, and I happened to get some elixir recently, so I wanted to sell it and buy some things by the way."

The little girl's eyes lit up, and while boasting, he introduced Fang Yuan into the hut next to him.

There is a formation around the hut to isolate the sound.

"Senior, can you let me see this treasure?"

The little guy smiled and spoke.

"Can you call the shots?"

Fang Yuan had some doubts.

"Seniors rest assured. My grandfather is the shopkeeper of this pharmacy, and I have learned some skills since I was a child......"

Hearing this, Fang Yuan was not polite, took out a few jade bottles, and put them on the table.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and he carefully picked up the jade bottle, uncorked it, and observed.

Just a breath, the little guy blurted out:

"Baicaodan, Huangyadan......"

It turned out to be the elixir in the jade bottle, and it was exactly what he said.

It seems that it is indeed as he said, and he really has some skills.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan took out some more elixirs and put them on the table.

After about a stick of incense, Fang Yuan walked out, with some less elixir elixir and more needed materials on his body.

Then, he walked to the dark place, changed his clothes again, wandered around for a while, and came to a pharmacy again.

And so on and so forth.

After about three or four different pharmacies, I stopped.

The useless medicinal materials on the body have all been sold, but the spirit stones on the body have not increased but decreased, and there are dozens of pieces missing.

Of course, this is not that the materials on the body are not valuable, on the contrary, these items are about to be sold for nearly a thousand spirit stones.

It's just that Fang Yuan bought the spiritual materials needed for cultivation, and that's it.

"Sure enough, the poor are rich and martial, and they don't have a rich family background, how can they withstand such consumption."

With a sigh, Fang Yuan left quietly.

This time, instead of covering his figure, he returned to his original form.

In front of the Treasure Court.

Fang Yuan stopped, he had been here two years ago, and he had bought a lot of items here.

The Xuanyang Sword, which had been destroyed, was one of them, and it cost nearly three hundred spirit stones at that time.

"The red fire bead that the prompt once reminded me of, I don't know if it's still here?"

Fang Yuan muttered to himself.

Because of his shyness that day, he gave up the Red Fire Bead, and now he has a spirit stone, but he doesn't know it......

While he was thinking about it, a servant girl came up to him.

It is still a slim waist bundle, and it looks as beautiful as a flower.

But it's not the maidservant who received him at the beginning.

It's not that Fang Yuan still has an impression of that servant, and this person in front of him is just a mortal.

So much for.

Fang Yuan walked into Baorui Pavilion,

Two years later, the store hasn't changed much, and business is still booming.

There are a few customers in front of the counter, who are bargaining with the shopkeeper, and they are emotional.

From time to time on the second floor, monks came down and went up.

I think it's like Fang Yuan at the beginning, and he was received by the deacon in charge.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan saw an acquaintance coming down from the second floor, it was the previous deacon Zhang Ya.

This woman is as plump and beautiful as she was at the beginning, and her chest is getting bigger and stronger, which is recognizable at a glance.

"I haven't seen Deacon Zhang for many years, but he is still as beautiful as a flower, I don't know if you still remember the old man?"

Fang Yuan walked over and spoke calmly.

Most immortal cultivators have amazing memories, and as long as they have seen one time, it is basically difficult to forget.

As soon as Fang Yuan spoke out at this time, Zhang Ya immediately recalled:

"It turned out to be Fang Daoyou!"

"Daoyou hasn't patronized our store for a long time, I'm afraid it's been a year or two, but the concubine often thinks about Daoyou's drive!"

She said hello with a smile on her face and led Fang Yuan to the quiet room on the second floor to talk.

Zhang Ya beckoned Fang Yuan to sit down, and after pouring a cup of spiritual tea, the two began to chat.

"In a short period of time, Daoist friends have cultivated to a higher level, and they are really the masters of the Extreme Yang Sect, and their talents are extraordinary."

Zhang Ya saw that Fang Yuan had been less than two years, but his cultivation had improved again, and he couldn't help but say with some compliments.

"Daoyou has won the award, and the insignificant achievement is just ......"

After catching up for a while, Fang Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.

When the tea entered his stomach, a few wisps of cool breath immediately rushed to his brain, which made him feel refreshed.

Then, he stepped into the theme and said, "I wonder if your store has a nine-grade spiritual fire for sale?" ”

Bao Rui Pavilion is one of the largest shops in South Vietnam, and there may be spiritual fires for sale, although the possibility is extremely low, but I still have a glimmer of hope and ask.

Hearing this, Zhang Ya put down the teacup she picked up, pondered for a moment and said:

"It's unfortunate that Daoyou came, but the Jiupin Linghuo Store had it a year ago, but it was only later...... It's been sold, but..."

Saying this, she glanced at the door, and then said:

"Have you ever heard of the auction?"

"That's right, in a month's time, there will be an auction in this Baitaifang City, and there will be the spiritual fire that Daoists need......"

Zhang Ya told Fang Yuan about the auction.

This auction is an underground auction *** is more private, and it needs to have a certain net worth requirement, and someone needs to recommend it.

"Daoyou, look at how much these two animal skins can be worth?"

Fang Yuan took out the animal skin he had obtained from the Monkey King Cave and placed it on the table.

He didn't plan to sell these two animal skins, but listening to Zhang Ya's words, it seemed that he wanted him to prove his worth.

So it had to be.

"It's ......"

Zhang Ya was drinking tea unhurriedly, in her opinion, although this person's cultivation is good, but he is young, and his net worth may not be qualified to enter the auction.

Now it seems that he underestimated this person, and after taking a deep look at Fang Yuan, his face was full of smiles, and he began to take the initiative to reveal more inside information.

"It's no secret, one of the organizers of this auction is my Baorui Pavilion, but I can recommend it to Daoyou."

"This Hide......"

If you don't see a rabbit, you don't scatter an eagle.

"Naturally, if you take it out, you will sell it to Guibao."

Fang Yuan smiled faintly, although he had ready-made spirit stones on his body, his wealth was not exposed, he couldn't take the initiative to show it to others.

Selling animal skins not only proves that he is worth money, but also saves him from trouble, and he also has an extra amount of spirit stones, and he is more confident to participate in the auction.

After some bargaining, the two animal skins were sold to Baorui Pavilion for 1,300 spirit stones.

Zhang Ya gently shook the bell and ordered the maidservant who came in to get the spirit stone.

The two of them began to drink tea again.

As if he had nothing to say, Fang Yuan pretended to be unintentional and asked.

"I wonder if the red flame bead is still there?"

"I was bought a year ago with Linghuo, and I finally sold it, which is a joke for fellow Daoists."

Zhang Ya said with a faint smile.

This red fire bead has always been a treasure that has given Baorui Pavilion a headache, and now that it is sold, it is naturally happy.

“……”

While the two were talking, a servant girl walked in, carrying a tray with a storage bag and a jade-colored sign on it.

"Daoyou, this is a spirit stone, and the proof of participating in the auction, it will be ...... when the time comes."

Zhang Ya told Fang Yuan the time and address of the start of the underground auction.

March 18, but it was a coincidence......