Sitting and talking about it is another major purpose of Xu Wen's holding of this Jindan meeting.

This kind of event is usually held by monks who are close to each other.

But Xu Wen has just arrived, and there are not many people close to him, so if he wants to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge, he naturally has to use this Jindan meeting.

Different from the general teachings, what Xu Wen said did not involve specific Taoism, but only the state of mind.

He was a human being in two lives, and his thinking was as active as a whimsical and unstoppable, and many whimsical ideas were often unprecedented.

Because of the transformation of the spiritual root, he dabbled in a lot of exercises.

Whether it is the Qinghuang Gong of the wood system, the Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue of the wind system, or the Northern Darkness True Sutra of the ice system, they are all the main exercises at that time.

This kind of experience can be said to be unique, unprecedented, even if it is only mentioned slightly, it still makes people feel empowered.

Xu Wen was followed by Kuang Kunpu, Jin Bao, and Zhuang Jiale, until Xia Yuhe finished speaking, and the whole process lasted five days.

The moment the words stopped, everyone seemed to have gained, but they were stunned.

Put aside prejudices, ignore grudges, sit and talk freely, even if the immortal family lives a hundred years old, how many chances do they have?

Raising his hand and knocking on the stone chime in front of the table, Xu Wen sighed loudly:

"Resorts are not frequent, grand events are difficult to repeat, when can the theory of the avenue be heard again?"

The dealer on the side laughed and said:

"Lord Xu's words are wrong, the Zhuji Dan Conference is held once every twenty years, isn't such a grand event heard from time to time?"

This person is also a wonderful person, and his position is extremely positive, although he has not officially joined, he has already regarded himself as a member of Jinghong Island and began to cheer for the owner of the island.

Everyone laughed, but Jin Bao was even more afraid of Xu Wen in his heart.

Dacheng Island is not as strong as Kowloon Island back then, but this Xu Wen is much stronger than Dacheng Island back then.

Not to mention the endless treasures and inheritances, the vision and insight are extremely extraordinary, and the most important thing is that they are also extremely good at learning.

Obviously, it was Dacheng Island that recruited talents first, and the other party followed to learn.

As a result, the results of their own side are not yet known, but the other party has already recruited a bookmaker.

This kind of mind and determination is definitely not possessed by ordinary people.

Because of this, there are rumors in private that Xu Wen is a high-ranking disciple of Bai Yujing.

But Dacheng Island has some channels in Bai Yujing, and Jin Bao knows that Xu Wen has nothing to do with Bai Yujing.

But the more this happened, the more it added a bit of mystery to him.

After all, it's impossible to drill such a person out of nowhere, right?

It seems that before the specific roots of the other party are found, they can only coexist with the other party temporarily.

Xu Wen didn't know Jin Bao's mental activities, but this was what he wanted to achieve.

It is impossible for a Jindan Island owner to hide in the shadows without attracting attention.

In this case, instead of letting others keep tempting and thinking that they are soft persimmons, it is better to show strong strength so that others dare not despise them.

This is the end of the Jindan meeting, everyone waved goodbye, and some of the better people will leave contact information for each other.

And Xu Wen, the organizer, got the contact information of everyone.

From today onwards, he has officially integrated into this sea area and is no longer an outsider.

After everyone left, Xu Wen invited Zhuang Jiale to the island owner's mansion to discuss the migration.

Although there is no independent island, Zhuang Jiale is a Jindan real person, and there are many disciples, and the migration is definitely not simple.

It took three full days of hard work to discuss many things, so that Zhuang Huaiyuan followed Xu Wen, and Zhuang Jiale borrowed a sea boat from Jinghong Island to pick up his disciples.

Zhuang Huaiyuan was arrogant in front of others, but in front of Xu Wen, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he was very obedient.

From time to time, there are some clumsy and straightforward compliments, and Xu Wen is secretly funny.

After spending a day and pointing out some precautions for converting exercises, he let him practice on his own, and Xu Wen went to the foundation building venue.

Unlike the Kindan Conference, which was methodical, the Tsukidan venue was much noisier.

There are hundreds of people, all kinds of people, even if there is a ghost king's robe above the venue, there are still people shouting, arguing, and scolding from time to time, just have to do it.

It's Tsukidan's auction, and the atmosphere at the venue is even more tense.

Xu Wen refined a total of four Zhuji Dan, Kuang Donghua gave one, and harvested another on Yuehe Island, a total of six.

Three of them were given to Zhang Feng, Hejiu, and Yang Zhen in advance, and one for 10,000 spirit stones.

This is Xu Wen's recognition of the contributions of the three people, which was privately awarded and not made public, and the remaining three were publicly auctioned.

In order to maintain the atmosphere of the auction, it is natural that it cannot be sold all at once, but at regular intervals.

Except for the first Tsukidan, which is limited and can only be auctioned by the monks of Jinghong Island, the other two have no restrictions, and the one with the highest price will get it.

Now it is the third Tsukidan auction, and everyone has done their homework beforehand and knows that this is the last Tsukidan.

After this village, there is no such shop, and all those who are interested in Tsukidan are riveting their strength, even if they are bankrupt, they have to fight.

"Twenty-eight ......"

"Twenty-nine ......"

"30,000 ......"

In just a few rounds, it is directly approaching the top price of Tsukidan.

The first Tsukidan was limited by the group, and only 25,000 spirit stones were auctioned.

The second one was 30,000 spirit stones, but it was the final result after dozens of rounds of scrambling.

And this one Tsukidan, only five rounds, is close to the top price.

"Thirty-two!"

A rather beautiful female monk shouted out a high-price price that had never been seen before, and while standing up and making a gesture in all directions, she said loudly:

"Contemptible Sixth Ring Island Cai Mengqing, ask for a Zhuji Dan for the little girl, and please give me a face!"

"Thirty-three!"

A man with a grim face ignored the offer of a higher price, and muttered in a voice that was not high, but could be heard clearly by everyone around:

"Grandma's, you have daughters, and you have to give you face, are you big or forced?"

Cai Mengqing's face turned red when she heard this, and she raised her hand suddenly, and a black wire shot out, heading straight for the man's head, and she didn't agree with her words and directly started to kill her.

"Fuck you......"

Looking at the black line in front of him, the man's voice burst.

He couldn't have imagined that the other party would dare to make a move in front of Monk Jindan, the distance between the two was not far, and the other party's attack was suddenly very.

Defenseless, he didn't have time to react at all, and he only scolded in horror.

At the same time as the woman shot, three figures shot out in unison.

One of them waved his hand suddenly, and a large stream of foul-smelling yellow smoke rushed out, while the other two rushed straight to the auction table, trying to grab Chikedan.

Looking at their posture, it should have been filed a long time ago, and once the 30,000-two spirit stones can't buy the Zhuji Dan, they will directly grab it.

Seeing that the scene was about to be chaotic, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

The cold divine consciousness was like four ice arrows, slamming into the sea of consciousness of the four hands-on cultivators.

The monk who rushed to the auction table screamed, and the seven orifice breathed fire, burning himself into a pile of ashes in an instant.

His soul was directly drunk by this blow, and the mana of his whole body ran wild, and he instantly burned himself to death.

The other three also bleed and fell to the ground.

The power of Jindan, like the sea and prison, is not something that a few small foundations can resist at all.

At the same time, a tall and thin old man with a fierce face appeared out of thin air, his sleeve robe shook, and a strong force enveloped all directions, and all the yellow smoke quickly gathered into a ball and disappeared into his sleeve robe.

As for the black shadow shot out by Cai Mengqing, the moment the divine sense appeared, it suddenly fell to the ground, writhing and trembling again and again.

If you look closely, it turned out to be an extremely thin black line iron snake.

The old man transformed into the ghost king's robe snorted coldly, and his flickering ghost fire gaze swept across the audience, and everyone was silent and silent.

Just one blow of divine consciousness killed and three were injured, so that all the foundation building monks once again deeply realized the insurmountable gap between the foundation building and Jindan.

Those monks who secretly had ulterior thoughts suppressed their thoughts to the depths of their hearts, and they didn't dare to reveal half of them again.

With a wave of the robe, the ghost king's robe disappeared, and several disciples of Jinghong Island quickly entered, taking Cai Mengqing and the three away, and the scene calmed down again.

Hao Yefu on the stage smiled, as if he hadn't seen this scene, the man who had been turning around before the ghost gate closed, said loudly:

"Ye Gongkai Daoyou bid 33,000 spirit stones, is there a higher price?"

"Thirty-four!"

There were also people who offered a higher price, but Ye Gongkai's face turned cold, and he shouted a higher price without hesitation:

"Thirty-five thousand!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was suddenly deserted, and no one spoke up.

Thirty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones, even if Zhuji Dan is rare, it is too high, not to mention that the vast majority of monks will not be able to make up so many spirit stones in their lifetime.

After asking a few times, seeing that no one continued to bid, Hao Yefu immediately announced the end of the auction, and the last Zhuji Dan was returned to Ye Gongkai.

Soon, Ye Gongkai and the two Qi Refining Cultivators were taken backstage, Zhang Feng took out a jade bottle, and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to Daoyou Ye, this Zhuji Dan is Daoyou's."

Glancing at the jade bottle, Ye Gongkai did not check it, and said directly:

"I don't have thirty-five thousand spirit stones, but I have one thing, which is definitely worth more than thirty-five thousand."

This man is so bold!

Zhang Feng was secretly angry in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to use spiritual objects to deduct spirit stones, you must say it in advance and approve it near the auctioneer.

Otherwise, if you auction a precious treasure at a high price, and in the end your spiritual object is not worth so much, wouldn't a good auction be ruined?

Ye Gongkai did this, and there was already a hint of fraud.

However, following Xu Wen for a long time, Zhang Feng also learned a little bit of Xu Wen's style of doing things, and he didn't get angry directly, but said lightly:

"Take it out, let me see if it's worth thirty-five thousand?"

As if he couldn't feel Zhang Feng's anger, Ye Gongkai smiled and took out a huge boxy stone box from the storage bag.

In order to ensure that their spirituality is not lost, ordinary spiritual objects will use jade boxes and crystal boxes.

Packed with treasures in stone boxes, Zhang Feng saw it for the first time.

Moreover, this stone box is very large, nearly four or five feet in length, width and height, and when it falls to the ground, it stirs up a large amount of dust.

It seems that there are thousands of catties, and the huge stone box seems to be solid.

(End of chapter)