Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ten Thousand Years of Spirit Milk and Wind Stone
Inside the land of the Sunkaze Island Fu family.
Five immortal cultivators were talking above the main hall.
It was the old patriarch of the Fu family and the three foundation-building immortal cultivators who guarded Xunfeng Island, the big man surnamed Shi, the female cultivator surnamed Gan, and Cui Ning, who came out of retreat.
As for Fu Tianlong, the head of the Fu family, he stood behind the old patriarch Fu.
After Cui Ning retreated in the "Qiankun Cave Mansion" for a hundred years, after all the magical powers reached the peak of the current realm, he broke through the barrier and prepared to seek an opportunity to advance to the middle stage of foundation building in the outside world.
It happened that Fu Youdao, the old patriarch of the Fu family, invited several town guards to go to the Fu family land, so Cui Ning was invited.
Before leaving, Cui Ning gave the girl Xi Wei'er a set of exercises, which was a book of wood attribute qi refining exercises, as for what the girl could get, it depended on her personal chance.
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"Your envoys have been here here for more than 20 years, and you don't know if you are still used to it?"
Fu Youdao, the old patriarch of the Fu family, looked at the three of them and asked with a smile.
"Hahaha, what can you not get used to, but your maid of the Fu family is really good. Cui Daoyou, I'm right? ”
Before Cui Ning could reply, he heard a burst of hearty laughter, it was the big man surnamed Shi who was carrying a black long stick and had a horizontal face, and he gave Cui Ning an ambiguous look after speaking.
When Cui Ning heard this, a trace of disgust arose in his heart, but his face was silent, and he just nodded towards the old patriarch of the Fu family.
Seeing this, the female cultivator surnamed Nagan looked even colder on her cold and elegant face, and her eyes showed undisguised disgust, even looking at Cui Ning with a strange gaze.
And Cui Ning could only touch his nose, looking very helpless in his heart.
"Hahahaha, since the two envoys like it, let's pick a few more." The old man stroked his gray beard and laughed.
"I don't know what Fu Daoyou is doing with me and the other three today, if it's just these extremely boring contents, then I will forgive this woman for not accompanying me." The nun Gan Mei snorted, and her face became even more ugly.
"Gan Xianzi forgive me, it's because the old man has lived too long and is a little bored to talk so freely with the two Taoist friends, but he doesn't want to surprise the fairy. Tianlong, you will take out some more wind stones from the clan's treasury and send them to the fairy mansion later.
"But this time, I invited the three envoys who were busy with all my schedules to come over, naturally not for small talk.
"I don't know how many envoys can know, the East China Sea Treasure Meeting held by the Scattered Cultivation Alliance will be held on Sanyang Island in half a year, it is said that there is a 10,000-year-old spiritual milk this life-extending treasure auction, the old man has not lived much, naturally he wants to live a few more years, waiting for the children of the clan to grow up.
"But as the only foundation building period on Xunfeng Island, the old man will definitely not be able to go far to participate, and as for the other children of the family, the cultivation is too low, even if he gets the treasure, he may not be able to escort him.
"But the three envoys are different, the envoys have many friends and brothers. The old man hopes that the three of them can entrust them to auction off the spirit milk, and the auction spirit stones will be paid by my family, and a large amount of spirit stones will be given as a reward. ”
Fu Youdao slowly explained the purpose of this time, but when he talked about the 10,000-year-old spirit milk, his tone became obviously urgent, and after speaking, he stared at Cui Ning and the three of them with bright eyes.
Neither Cui Ning nor the female cultivator surnamed Nagan immediately agreed, and even the big man surnamed Shi was silent at this time, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing that the three of them didn't speak, Fu Youdao seemed to be a little anxious, frowned, and said slowly: "If anyone can successfully obtain the 10,000-year-old spiritual milk, the old man will give him a piece of Fenggang Stone that he treasures."
The old man said it easily, but his clenched fists betrayed his nervousness.
"Wind Gang Stone? What a big wind stone! The big man surnamed Shi changed his silent appearance and hurriedly asked.
Cui Ning and the female cultivator surnamed Gan also looked very interested.
As for how this Fenggang Stone came to be, and why it wasn't handed over to Qingfeng Pavilion, the three of them chose to skip it.
"Fenggang Stone" is a stone of wind attributes, although it is only one word different from the "Wind Stone", but the effect is very different, the biggest role of Fenggang Stone is to smelt in the magic weapon, which can increase the attack power of the magic weapon.
If it is added to the natal magic weapon, it can also increase the wind attribute characteristics, which is a very rare kind of heavenly treasure.
When they learned that the Fenggang Stone was about a zhang in size, the faces of several people changed, but they didn't respond on the spot, they just said that they thought about it for a few days, and then chose to leave, and then turned into a ray of light and flew in the direction of their respective caves.
Looking at the retreat of several people, Fu Tianlong, who had not spoken, spoke: "Father, didn't you promise to give you half of the spiritual milk after the matter is completed, why do you pay it back?" ”
"Those people are outsiders after all, who knows what they are thinking, I Fu Youdao has lived for more than a hundred years under the protection of Qingfeng Pavilion, and naturally knows the root of the pavilion.
"If they can get the spiritual milk, our Fu family will naturally still be the Fu family of Qingfeng Pavilion. If not, then let's talk about it......"
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Cui Ning didn't know how the other two were planning, anyway, he decided that he had to take down the "Fenggang Stone", with such a treasure, his magic weapon prototype "Shanhe" could also go further.
And he also decided to go in person, since there are spiritual objects such as the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk at the auction, maybe there is a chance to break through to the middle stage of foundation building, as for whether he can leave the island, he has already thought of a reason, that is, retreat and cultivation.
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When Cui Ning came to Sanyang Island, it was already three months after he left Xunfeng Island.
The sun was already three poles above the sun at this time, and he used secret techniques to transform himself into a long-bearded Taoist near the island, and then flew to the market in the center of the island.
After entering the market, Cui Ning quickly found the place where the auction was held, in a large hall called "Sanyang Palace".
At this time, there was already a long queue at the entrance of the main hall, and after someone delivered the spirit stone, he received a veil and walked into the hall.
These people are all monks in the foundation building period, and there are also some young people in the qi refining period, but they are all led by the elders of the foundation building period.
Cui Ning even saw with his own eyes two or three late-stage foundation building monks also enter it.
After a moment's thought, he also stepped forward and threw a few spirit stones to the guard.
And the strength of the guards here is not bad, there are four middle-aged men in blue power suits, and they are all monks in the early stage of foundation building after a sweep of spiritual sense.
"In the early days of foundation building, they were all deacons on Tianhuan Island, but they could only be guards here, and this Sanyang Hall is really generous!"
After glancing at Cui Ning, the guard handed over a veil, then moved out of the way, and said lightly in his mouth:
"Go in and keep going inside, and see a stone door pushed open."
Cui Ning was stunned when he heard this, and walked in with some doubts.
As soon as Pu entered the passage, he was surprised to find that there was a dark road in front of him, and there were no other monks on the road except him, it seemed that this should be a prohibition specially made by the Sanyang Temple.
After a stick of incense, Cui Ning was already in an independent stone hall.
The stone hall is very small, with walls on three sides and an empty window on the other side, and there are no other facilities except for a pair of tables and chairs in the stone hall. There was also a disc-shaped magic disc on the table, and I don't know what it was for.
Such stone halls are scattered in the air, and there are nearly a hundred.
Below the countless stone halls is a huge hall that occupies about a thousand zhang in size, and a large high platform is also erected in the center of the giant hall.
It seems that this is the venue for the auction.
Cui Ning sat in the stone hall, looking at the high platform on the ground in the distance, quite amazed.
The veil he was holding in his hand actually had the effect of isolating spiritual sense, and not only that, but there were also some faint yellow runes flickering on the surface of these stone halls, which should have sound insulation and a ban on preventing spiritual sense from snooping.
Because Cui Ning had just come in, he had tried to find out who was in the other stone halls, only to find that his spiritual sense was blocked by a layer of prohibition.
It seems that the forces behind this Sanyang Hall do have masters, and the prohibitions on these hundreds of stone halls alone need to be arranged for a long time.
And he also put a lot of thought into the secrecy and security of the auction.