After devouring the loess, the Dengxian furnace seemed to have some indigestion, and in a blink of an eye, it lost its liveliness just now, and it was like being cramped and skinned by someone, and there was no trace of spiritual energy.

Since Li Xian's ancestor went to the immortals, the specific use of the Dengxian furnace disappeared without a trace with him, and the successive lords used various means, but they did not find the slightest clue, until they finally fell into the hands of Xiao Meow.

At this time, seeing that the Dengxian furnace could change a little in her hands, to be honest, Xiao Meow was still a little excited in her heart, but she could only see it but couldn't use her strength, which made her feel a little powerless.

But she's not a lover of horns, so she'll just put it back in the storage ring and let it digest itself.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Xiao Meow washed up and came to the hall, and waited for the auction to be held after breakfast.

The auction is held once a month, and in order to save time and management, three auctions are held at a time.

Although these three auctions were held at the same time, there were strict divisions in the realm, namely the Qi training period, the foundation building period, and the Dan period.

Moreover, the auction clearly stipulates that monks of the same realm can only participate in auctions of the same realm, and even if they have a lot of money, they cannot cross borders.

Xiao Meow is in the realm of Qi training, so naturally she can only participate in the auction during the Qi training period, counting the time in Los Angeles, this is the second time for her, but I don't know if the auction process is the same.

She is also a little curious about the items that will be auctioned.

In the conversation between the two monks yesterday, Xiao Meow knew that in this auction, in addition to a spiritual artifact to be auctioned, there was also a Ning Yuan Dan.

Ning Yuan Dan Xiaomeow is not very interested, but if it is a spirit grass in the foundation building period, then it is another matter.

Because of the opening of the shop, last year, Xiao Meow didn't know how many dust washing pills he refined, and with the continuous accumulation, the level of alchemy has also improved a lot.

Since the trial of the Daoist Hall, with the increase of divine consciousness, Xiao Meow has not only refined the medium-grade dust washing pill, but the alchemy level has been promoted to the second level.

With the Zhongpin Dust Washing Pill, she has reached the point of leaps and bounds in the improvement of her realm.

This is also one of the reasons why she and Tuanzi were able to be promoted to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation in just two years.

And compared with the lower grade dust washing pill, the efficacy of the medium grade dust washing pill has more than doubled, and it can be estimated from the thick efficacy that when the foundation is built, the medium grade dust washing pill can also play a role.

Therefore, at this stage, her interest in the one and a half foundation building period pills is not as big as a group of spirit grasses.

It's just that Xiao Meow still thinks too simply, the spiritual grass in the foundation building period is not only rare in the sect, but also rare in the entire Qixiafang City.

One day yesterday, he patronized various stores, and only found five groups of shops issued by the sect, and the other stores reached the level of not a single plant, I have to say, she was a little disappointed.

Now I can only put my hope on this auction, and if there is a harvest, I really can't, so I can only think of another way.

After gobbling up breakfast, the two walked towards the auction.

The monthly auction is a special sight in the market, attracting a large number of monks from the vicinity every time.

Little Meow didn't come out late, but it was still not as good as other early worms.

By the time she arrived, the entrance to the auction was already crowded with people, and there was a long queue.

Looking at this long dragon, Xiao Meow couldn't help but smack his tongue, if he wanted to accept so many people at the same time, the area of the auction must be very large, at least the one in Los Angeles City could not be compared.

Helping the group to the end of the line, he followed the crowd slowly.

Today's sun seems to be against people, and the scorching sun is shining, and those who shine are dizzy.

Slowly running his spiritual power, he looked at the crowd around him boredly.

Life is different, some of these monks are dressed in Taoist robes, and there are various marks on their chests, at first glance, they are the pride of the sect, and some are ragged, poor, and look like a casual cultivator.

Some are handsome, giggling, attracting bees and butterflies, while others are not good-looking, dejected, and others are afraid that they can't avoid it.

But no matter what, the cultivation realm is still respected for strength.

After the monks discovered Xiao Meow's Qi Cultivation Great Perfection realm, they were all humble, and they automatically gave up their positions in a flattering manner, so that it didn't take long for the two of them to walk smoothly to the entrance.

There were two disciples on the left and right at the door, one was busy handing out the auction hall waist card, and the other was counting the spirit stones.

When he got closer, Xiao Meow found that there was a huge wooden sign on the right side of the door, and there were several large characters written concisely on the wooden card, "Each person has a lower grade spirit stone."

Looking at this wooden card, and then looking at the long queue behind him, Xiao Meow couldn't help but sigh at the mastery of the sect's technique of collecting money.

A low-grade spirit stone, for the current little meow, is indeed a drop in the bucket, but the other monks are different, just from the monks' painful expressions, you can see the general, but even so, there is still an endless stream of people who come to participate in the auction.

Roughly speaking, there are tens of thousands of people who participate in the auction during the Qi training period, and each person has a low-grade spirit stone, and if the auction itself is not profitable, the tickets will have to make a lot of money.

This is the first time that Xiao Meow has truly realized the benefits of the auction, and in contrast, the proud restaurants and pill shops are like children playing at home, and they can't be put on the table.

After the delivery of the spirit stone, smoothly entered it, I couldn't help but be shocked by the scene inside, the outside looks ordinary auction hall, the inside is unexpectedly large, more than 10,000 people sitting inside not only does not seem crowded, but also empty.

After entering the hall, Xiao Meow found that the faces of every monk here had become blurred, and he couldn't see it even if he let go of his senses.

Thinking about it, she understood that this should also be some kind of small ban.

With this forbidden disguise, the monks can buy what they like at this auction without being seen through by others and retaliating later.

It is also a kind of protection for the monks.

Xiao Meow is not a person who likes to be in the limelight, so she took the ball to a remote corner on the far left and sat down, waiting for the auction to begin.

The sect doesn't know how many realm auctions have been held, the efficiency is really not ordinarily high, more than 10,000 people are issuing tokens and receiving spirit stones, and it only took a cup of tea to prepare it.

There was a sound of gongs and drums, and the auction began.

What caught her eye was a glamorous female cultivator, with fair skin and a blow-and-blow bomb, dressed in a smoke-colored embroidered peony buckle palace dress, a silver-white hollow hairpin fixed the long black hair behind her head, and a faint natural charm between her gestures.

But this charm is kept just right, since it is disgusting, it adds a bit of beauty to his plainness.

In short, a beauty.

"Fairy Lingluo, this time it turned out to be Fairy Lingluo who came out to preside over the auction?" said a rough man in a loud voice.

When the man's voice started, Xiao Meow was enlightened, listening attentively to everyone's conversation, planning to find out a thing or two from it, and make preparations in advance.

As a result, there was a thunder on the ground, which made Xiao Meow tremble, and his spirit suddenly focused on his body.

Not only Meow, but the others in the hall also let out their hearts to look at him.

"You can't be quiet, there is a Ning Yuan Dan auction at today's auction, what's so strange that Fairy Ling Luo personally came to preside over it, it's you, you come to participate every time, isn't it just to see Fairy Ling Luo, and you have the ability to say it face to face?" A man dressed as a scholar said politely.

The rough man's face was red and white when he said it, and a man with five big and three thick made a little woman's shape, lowered his head and covered his eyes with rough hands as big as a fan, and he couldn't help himself.

Looking at his appearance, Xiao Meow's whole body trembled again, only to feel that a large number of goosebumps were scattered all over the ground with this trembling.

"Okay, why is he talking so ugly, the broken gong has a loud voice, it is because of the exercises, and it is not his willingness, besides, he has loved Fairy Lingluo for so long, and it is not easy to meet again, and the excitement should also be. A female cultivator glared at the scholar man and said unceremoniously, obviously the three of them knew each other.

The male cultivator, known as the broken gong, heard the movement, and moved his right index finger and middle finger slightly to the outside, revealing a thin slit, and his eyes glanced at the woman gratefully through the slit.

Xiao Meow sneered, this female cultivator is really good at manipulating people's hearts, but it is not a good thing, she thinks she is doing a hidden thing, but Xiao Meow, who is good at observing words and feelings, still found the horse's feet.

If you just listen to the words, you really have to think that she is trying to maintain the rough man, but the reality is that she looks at the man's eyes with a faint disdain.

And in this case, if you really want to defend the rough man, you won't mention his name at all, even if it's a nickname, if you're not careful, you can cause him to die.

But she knew that she couldn't do it, and she was still like this, which made people have to doubt her scheming.

It's just that Xiao Meow is not in the mood to care about their moths, but when he heard the name of the rough male cultivator, he still couldn't help but nod secretly, this name is really realistic, and it is as noisy as a broken gong.

As soon as they disturbed him, Xiao Meow, who originally wanted to inquire about the news, had to give up this idea, and without him, the auction had already begun.

Fairy Ling Luo took the eyebrow technique to the extreme, the corners of her mouth raised a good-looking angle, and she first turned around on the field, with a beautiful posture and graceful posture.

The beautiful female cultivator really has a natural lethality to the male cultivator, just twisting her waist and swinging her hips, it caused the scene to boil, whistle off the field, and praise continued.

But what made Xiao Meow speechless the most was the voice of the broken gong: "Fairy Lingluo, you are so beautiful." ”

A very ordinary compliment, stunned to make him shout out a creepy feeling, a thunder explosion on the ground, Ling Luo Fairy stumbled and almost fell, fortunately she usually pretended to be used to it, quickly stabilized her mind, smiled on her face, and pretended to be happy and nodded to Pogong.

Po Gong saw the person he liked greeting him, and he was even more excited and carried away, his face was flushed, he bit his lower lip tightly, lowered his head slightly, and a fierce man stood up and shouted: "Fairy Aya Luo is so good-looking." ”

If the exit he just said was just a small breeze level 3, then this time it was a level 10 typhoon.

Little Meow only felt that the eardrum seemed to have received some kind of impact, and there was a buzzing sound.