At this time, piles of bonfires were lit in the woods, the flames moved with the wind, and the dry wood burst and crackled.

In front of the campfire, there were more or less three or two monks sitting around, and they were discussing fiercely, they were all monks who wanted to enter the city, but missed the time.

Now that the whole city of Linxian City is under martial law, they don't dare to break in.

Chu Yang found an open space and sat down cross-legged, his arrival did not attract everyone's attention, so he simply listened to the discussion of these people.

"You say, is that three-pattern spirit pill really in the secret realm of the Burial Immortal Mountain Range?" A monk looked at the blazing bonfire and asked his two companions.

The companion smiled, "You are really, that three-pattern spirit pill is said to contain the technique of ancient alchemy, it is not in the secret realm, and there are still people who can refine it?" ”

"Yes." The monk nodded, "It's a pity, we don't have a chance to have such a good elixir, those alchemists seem to be enchanted when they hear the news." ”

"It is said that even many alchemy sects have arrived in this Linxian City, and even some high-level leaders of the Cultivator Alliance have come."

"Hey, no matter what, the auction of the pill will start tomorrow, let's go and have some fun."

Hearing that tomorrow was the day of the pill auction, Chu Yang was quite surprised, but he didn't expect that the trip to the secret realm would take nearly three days?

It's been nearly four days since I left the land of the Hundred States of Martial Arts, and I don't know what happened over there?

For some reason, as soon as Chu Yang thought of the land of the Hundred Prefectures of Martial Dao, a sense of uneasiness faintly rose in his heart, so he had to start meditating to expel this uneasiness.

Nothing was said all night.

At dawn, there was a hint of blush in the east, and the closed gate of Linxian City slowly opened, and the monks waiting outside the city slowly entered the city.

After entering the city, Chu Yang went straight to Jubao Zhai.

At this time, there were already many people waiting outside Jubao Zhai, Chu Yang found the previous Xiao Er, and when Xiao Er saw Chu Yang, he immediately greeted warmly: "My lord, are you here?" ”

"Your side, please."

After bringing Chu Yang into the elegant room, Xiao Er brought tea and a fruit plate, and his attitude was better than the last time.

"My lord, wait a minute, I'll go and ask Elder Wen to come over."

"Hmm!" Chu Yang hummed lightly.

This time it was only a moment's work, and Old Man Wen came to the elegant room, although there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, but he was not drunk.

"Fellow Daoist, I've been waiting for a long time." Wen Lao smiled and took out a storage bag, "This is what Daoist friends need, they have all been found, a total of six thousand lower grade spirit stones, will Daoist friends pay now or directly deduct from the auction proceeds of the pill?" ”

Chu Yang took the storage bag and opened it to take a look, and the materials he wanted were indeed all collected.

"Buckle it from the elixir."

Six thousand spirit stones, Chu Yang is not so many for the time being.

"Yes." Wen Lao smiled, and did not take the storage bag back, but reminded: "In order to cater to the three-pattern elixir of Daoyou, this Chamber of Commerce has specially held an auction, which will start in half an hour, can Daoyou be interested in participating?" ”

Chu Yang nodded, just to see if there was anything he needed in the future.

"In that case, then I'll let Xiao Er take Daoyou to the auction hall in a while, how about it in the Tianzi box?"

"Everything!"

Chu Yang said and took out the Nine Patterns Spirit Pill and handed it to Wen Lao.

After Wen Lao carefully put the pill into the small porcelain bottle, he took a list and handed it to Chu Yang, "Fellow Daoist, after the auction is over, take this list to receive the spirit stone, and you can also let these little two help you get it." ”

As he spoke, Wen Lao glared at Xiao Er, "Why don't you take your son to the auction hall yet?" ”

"Yes, yes, my lord, please come here."

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the general chamber of commerce will have an auction house, either in the backyard of the store or not far from the store.

And the auction hall of Jubao Zhai is underground.

It is a large circular underground plaza with many rooms made of crystal hanging from the stone walls on both sides.

There are also many chairs around the square, which can seat at least 1,000 people.

At this time, the square was already full of people, and many monks sat on chairs and talked to each other.

"Your Excellency, please."

Xiao Er respectfully took Chu Yang to the crystal room on the stone wall, and took Chu Yang to the Tianzi box room.

Walking into the room, Chu Yang could see the scene outside through the crystal, but the outside could not see the inside, this was a special crystal in the world of cultivating immortals.

There were several futons and a low table with the cooking of spiritual tea on it, and a beautiful girl in a tight short skirt was kneeling at the low table to wash the tea set.

"Let her out." Chu Yang said.

"Huh?" Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, don't all the big people who can sit in the Tianzi room like this set?

"I don't like to be disturbed."

"Oh, okay." Xiao Er hurriedly called the girl out and said respectfully to Chu Yang, "My lord, if you take a fancy to the auction goods, you only need to inject spiritual energy into that pillar." ”

Chu Yang glanced at it, and there was a pillar next to the low table, so he nodded.

After Xiao Er left, Chu Yang closed the door of the private room and removed the hat he was wearing on his head.

Wearing this thing always makes him a little uncomfortable, but in order to avoid complications, he still needs to hide his identity.

Afterwards, Chu Yang sat cross-legged on the futon, picked up the spirit tea that had been cooked, poured a cup for himself, and tasted the spirit tea leisurely.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the private room, Chu Yang frowned, and asked in a changing voice, "Who is it?" ”

"Hello this fellow Daoist, I am Shaokang of Cangyan Mansion, and Daoist friend is the owner of the three-pattern elixir? I want to spend 10,000 spirit stones to buy, and I hope that Taoist friends will cut love. ”

Outside the door, a man's voice sounded, and it didn't sound very old last year.

"Not interested."

Chu Yang replied, this person is really funny, 10,000 spirit stones want to buy himself nine three-pattern Qi Gathering Pills? One is only a thousand spirit stones?

What's going on in your head?

Chu Yang didn't take this matter to heart, but continued to taste tea leisurely, as for what Cangyan Mansion, Chu Yang didn't take it to heart, he hadn't heard of it.

And Shaokang, who was rejected by Chu Yang, had a somewhat ugly face at this time.

"Bold, dare to refuse me." Shaokang clenched his fists, but the old man beside him said with a smile: "If the young mansion master needs it, the old man can snatch the pill with his hand, it's just a treasure house." ”

"Nope." Shaokang refused, "If it is the pill that was robbed, Wan'er will definitely not ask for it, let's still participate in the auction, but this person dares to refuse my young master of Cangyan Mansion, this hatred, I have written it down." ”

When the old man heard this, he made a head-killing gesture, and Shao Kang shook his head again and said:

"We'll leave immediately after taking a picture of the pill, after all, it's not just me who is eyeing this pill." Shaokang frowned slightly, "Just let this kid live for a while longer." ”

At this time, a woman wearing a white fairy dress walked to the middle of the auction hall, and the scene was silent for an instant......