"But Elder, the thief's business ......" Ziyun bit her red lip and asked again unwillingly, but before she could finish speaking, she was directly interrupted by the old man with a young face.

"Isn't what the old man said clear enough!" The child-faced old man looked faintly angry.

"Yes......" Ziyun lowered his head with a lonely expression.

"These pills are all high-level elixirs, let's retreat and practice after we go back." The old man said with his back to the past.

"These are all contributions from Elder Ziyan, and the disciple deserves it, and the disciple has taken his leave." Ziyun didn't take the storage bag, turned around and walked out of the main hall.

After the people left, the old man sighed deeply and shook his head with shame.

In the air, Ziyun wiped her tears very aggrievedly, but she didn't give up, but flew to another mountain peak to meet the other elders of the White Moon Palace.

But these elders either closed their doors and disappeared, or they casually found a reason to prevaricate, and after going to five peaks in a row, Ziyun returned to the cave in a gloomy manner.

As soon as he returned to his residence, he saw a group of monks appear on the outskirts of the barrier, with some treasure chests tied with red silk beside them.

"See Ziyun seniors."

These cultivators were all in the Qi cultivation period, and when they saw the breath of the Purple Cloud Golden Pill Stage, they gave a deep bow in fear.

"But what's the matter?" Ziyun reined in his frustration and asked indifferently.

"I'm waiting for the order of Elder Dongfang to give a dowry gift to Senior Ziyun." A pock-faced man said resignedly.

"Dowry?" Ziyun's gaze fell on those red silk treasure chests, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Get out of here!" Ziyun shouted angrily, and the powerful golden pill aura pressed forward, and the faces of those Qi cultivators were pale and almost suffocated.

"Seniors spare their lives!" A young man begged for mercy in horror.

Ziyun snorted coldly, and his breath narrowed.

This group of Qi cultivators suddenly arrived for a while, breathed in the fresh air, and hurriedly put away the dowry around them and fled in embarrassment.

Ziyun's chest rose and fell, obviously angry, and after staying in place for a long time, Ziyun seemed to have made up his mind to disappear into the sky, and did not return to the cave.

……

Tianyang City, one of the four major cities in the Southern Heaven Continent, is also one of the gathering places for the powerhouses of various continents, and it is said that it is pregnant with treasures that have long been extinct in other continents, so it attracts the powerhouses of all continents to come here.

In a tall attic hall, full of seats, an auction was being held at the moment.

The contents of the auction include magic weapons, pills, spiritual herbs and many natural treasures.

On the high platform, a middle-aged man in a brown robe and a bun is presiding over the auction.

Next to the brown-robed man, there was an obsidian spar that exuded an eerie aura.

"Star Domain Crystal 27,000 Spirit Stones sold! Congratulations to this Taoist friend for successfully taking the photo, please go to the backstage to pay the spirit stone. The brown-robed man pointed to a young man in a red robe in the audience.

A piece of star field spar was auctioned for a sky-high price of 27,000, which made the surrounding monks exclaim in surprise, and they all looked at Dongfang Zimo's side, some of them showed playfulness, and some of them looked curious.

The brown robe was the most pleasantly surprised, after all, the price of this thing had already exceeded the expected price, and the commission he could get was even more multiplied.

Dongfang Zimo walked to the backstage with an expressionless face, and on the way, he passed by a smiling Humpty Dumpty man and glared at the other party fiercely.

If it weren't for this short and fat man to raise the price against him, he would not have spent more than 20,000 spirit stones to auction a stone, but this star field spar is also an auxiliary material in the training weapon, which is usually very rare, and Dongfang Zimo will naturally not let it go when he appears in this auction today.

In the face of Dongfang Zimo's anger, instead of panicking, the short and fat man felt even more refreshed.

The short and fat man is a primordial monk, and it's no wonder that this is the case.

After paying the spirit stones in the background, Dongfang Zimo did not leave there, but continued to return to the auction to see if there was anything he wanted below.

However, what disappointed him was that the next auction was to auction some magic weapons and pills, and Dongfang Zimo, a magic weapon of this grade, naturally looked down on it.

"Breaking the Yuan Dan can increase the probability of breaking through the Yuan Baby, and the starting price is 10,000 spirit stones." The brown robe pointed to a blood-red elixir held in the hand of a beautiful woman and said.

"Eleven thousand."

"Eleven thousand five."

"Twelve Thousand ......"

As soon as this Dan appeared, it immediately made the whole scene boil.

Some Jindan monks who were ready to condense the Yuan Infant were even more fiercely contested for this.

Soon, this Broken Yuan Pill was called to 20,000 spirit stones.

"Twenty-three thousand!" An old man with emaciated jaws shouted.

After Po Yuan Dan was called for 20,000 spirit stones, few people were asking for the price, and at this moment, when the emaciated old man shouted out 23,000, the scene fell into a dead silence.

Just as the man in the brown robe was about to shoot the case, he was suddenly interrupted by a deep voice.

"Humph! Twenty-three thousand also want to take a picture of this broken Yuan Dan, I will give twenty-five thousand! "It was a big man with a large body and a rough man.

As soon as this person's words came out, the monks who were watching the excitement couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations.

And the old man with thin jaws glared at the big man with angry eyes, but he didn't continue to raise the price for a long time.

Seeing this, the rough man sneered and raised his neck arrogantly.

"Thirty thousand spirit stones!" At this time, a cold and pleasant voice suddenly came from the back row.

"What! 30,000 spirit stones, just a broken Yuan Dan, crazy!

Before the gruff man could react, someone in the room made an unbelievable sound.

30,000 spirit stones, for them to buy a good magic weapon.

Dongfang Zimo curiously probed to the source of the voice, and suddenly his face changed slightly, and then showed a hint of joy.

"Breaking the Yuan Dan 30,000 spirit stones, there are no more chasing prices, is there a ......" The brown-robed man exclaimed with excitement.

However, the people present did not raise the price again, and the rough man's eyelids twitched slightly, glaring at the person who was asking for the price, and snorted angrily in disbelief.

"Good! Breaking Yuan Dan 30,000 spirit stones are sold! Congratulations to this fellow Daoist. The brown-robed man finally settled down as soon as he patted the case.

A woman in purple walked out of the back row, which attracted the fire in the eyes of some male monks.

After handing over the spirit stone and getting the Broken Yuan Pill, the woman in purple did not plan to stay anymore but left immediately.

Seeing this, some of the monks did not hesitate to get up and leave, leaving as many as four or five people.

"It seems that there is some trouble, so let's go over and take a look." Dongfang Zimo's heart sank, and he also left his seat and walked outside.

Although a few monks were gone, the auction continued unaffected.