Chapter 285: Ten Thousand Immortals Auction
The soldiers defending the city were just ordinary mortals, and when they saw Mo Hansheng, they wanted to come forward to investigate.
Mo Hansheng immediately unleashed an invisible coercion, and the two of them immediately recognized his identity as a monk and immediately let him go.
Their attitude was very respectful, but there was nothing unusual in their expressions, as if they were no strangers to the appearance of the monk.
Mo Hansheng entered the city and walked slowly down a very wide street.
The demon bracelet lit up again, and Shi Shan asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that the lake is in the middle of a hollow mountain, why did you come here?" Could it be that the mountain is in the middle of this city? β
"Of course not." Mo Hansheng shook his head and said, "I'm here to find someone?" β
"Looking for whom?"
"The owner of the lake?"
"Huh?"
Listening to Mo Hansheng's words, Shi Shan became more and more incomprehensible.
Mo Hansheng walked along, his eyes swept around, as if he was looking for something.
Looking at him like this, it is obviously the first time he has come to this city.
"I've been preparing for a month, so naturally I won't do useless work. I have already found out that the owner of that lake is named Hongyun Sanren, and he is a loose cultivator of the Jindan Realm. Scattered cultivation has no background and backing in the world of cultivating immortals, and everything can only be relied on by oneself, so compared to those monks who have a family and a family, they are extremely lacking in cultivation resources. Even after this Hongyun Sanren advanced to the Golden Pill back then, he couldn't change this situation. That's why he came up with that method to mass-produce Yuanyu. β
Shi Shan said: "What does this have to do with you coming here?" β
Mo Hansheng said: "That lake is actually just one of the places where the Hongyunsan people produce Yuanyu. β
"You mean there's more than one place like that lake?"
Mo Hansheng nodded, and continued: "It is only the Yuan Jade produced in a lake, which is not enough for the cultivation of the Red Cloud Scattered People. So, in addition to the lake, he also found a mine, a dense forest, and a volcanic crater, and in the same way, he created a total of four places to produce Yuan Jade, corresponding to the five elements of gold, wood, water, and fire. β
"So?"
"These four places are extremely important to the Hongyunsan people, and they can be said to be the foundation of their lives. Therefore, he specially chose the location of his residence in the center of these four places, so that he could check the situation at any time. Wherever there is a problem, he can get there in time. β
When Mo Hansheng said this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But today, no matter which place goes wrong, I'm afraid he won't have time to rush there?" β
Ishiyama wondered, "Why are you so sure?" Could it be ......"
Mo Hansheng said: "That's right, the Red Cloud Scattered people will appear in this Feiyun City today. β
"How?"
"Today, in this Feiyun City, there is an unusually grand auction, and all the things auctioned in it are treasures. From the news I inquired, there is a spiritual fruit that can increase longevity, which has a great temptation to the Hongyunsan people. He is already very old now, and his realm has not been able to go any further, and this spiritual fruit can be said to be something he has always dreamed of. β
"So you're trying to save the people on the lake while he's in the auction?"
"The auction will last until tomorrow night, and the Red Cloud Dispersers will not be staying at their homes for at least a day and a half. If I sneak up on them during this time, I'm pretty sure I'll be able to get those people out. At that time, even if the Hongyunsan people find out that something is wrong, they will not have time to rush back. Before I can do that, though, I have to make sure that the Red Cloud Scatterer is at the auction. β
After listening to Mo Hansheng's plan, Shi Shan felt a lot more at ease.
It had heard Mo Hansheng's idea of going to fight a Jindan Dacheng monk before, and it almost jumped out of the demon bracelet directly.
It was really afraid that after Mo Hansheng built the foundation, his self-confidence would swell to the point of losing his mind, and he would be so crazy that he would go directly to the Jindan Realm to shout.
As he spoke, Mo Hansheng had already stopped and stopped in front of a magnificent high-rise building.
Wanbao Building.
In front of the building, there was a red banner with five large characters on it.
"Ten Thousand Immortals Auction?" Although the stone mountain in the demon bracelet did not appear, he could see the words on the banner, and he couldn't help but sneer, "What a big breath!" This Tianyuan Continent has not produced a true immortal for many years, and now, these people are just a mere Jin Dan cultivation, and they dare to call themselves immortals? β
Mo Hansheng glanced at it, but didn't say anything.
Both mortals and monks are inevitably fond of vain nature.
In order to attract monks from all walks of life, the organizers of this auction naturally did not mind putting gold on their faces and patting their ass.
No, it was the short time that Mo Hansheng stopped, and another Jindan monk came and entered the Wanbao Building.
If you want to obtain the qualification to enter, you have to cultivate to the lowest Jindan, and there is no way to enter with Mo Hansheng's current realm.
Therefore, he could only stand opposite Wanbao Tower, silently observing whether there were any red clouds scattered among the monks who came and went.
However, the realm of the people who come and go is much higher than his own, and if he snoops unscrupulously, he will inevitably be noticed by these Jindan masters.
Fortunately, there is a shop on the opposite side of Wanbao Tower, and all the low-level monks who have built foundations and even refined Qi are gathered.
This shop is not big, but there are a lot of people in it, and it seems a little crowded.
There are four big characters written on the door of the shop, but the faΓ§ade and pomp are naturally very shabby compared to the auction on the opposite side.
The activity of gambling stones originally originated from the people, and later gradually became popular in the world of cultivating immortals.
Before the rough is mined, it is wrapped in a layer of rock skin, and it is impossible to know whether it is good or bad, and it must be cut to know whether there is jadeite in it and what the quality is.
Buyers choose the rough according to their heart's content, and the quality of what is produced depends on luck and vision.
However, the rough stones that the monks gambled on, what they contained in them were naturally not ordinary jadeite and jade, but generally extremely precious minerals, at least such as yuanyu.
In order not to arouse the suspicion of those Jindan monks, Mo Hansheng pretended to be a buyer and walked into the shop of the gambling stone conference.
He wandered aimlessly through the flow of people, but from time to time his eyes drifted outward, observing the monks who had entered the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower.
Unlike mortals, monks can invade the inside of the original stone, so a forbidden law is set up here to prevent monks from taking advantage of it.
In this way, the forbidden law of this shop can be said to have inadvertently helped Mo Hansheng and avoided the possibility of him being discovered by voyeurism.
Of course, if there were Jindan monks who ignored the forbidden law and had to forcibly probe their spiritual sense into this place, it would be very simple.
However, this will inevitably trigger the prohibition law and arouse the awareness of the shopkeeper.
Those Jindan monks are all here for the auction, and usually no one would do such a boring thing.
The inside of the shop is filled with long tables of red cloth, forming stalls.
Each stall is stacked with rough stones of various colors, ranging from large to small, with different shapes.
There are even some rough stones with different quality, which have no place to be placed, and are directly placed on the ground.
The shop was a little too small, and although Mo Hansheng had tried his best to avoid contact with other people, he was still pushed aside by the crowd.
The location here is relatively remote, and it is very likely that he will miss the monks coming and going on the opposite side, so Mo Hansheng bypassed the people in front of him and left quickly.
Just as he passed a long table, he suddenly stopped.