Gu Jian returned to his residence, handed the elixir to half of the beard, and told a few people about the auction.

In the following time, he began to cultivate the True Martial Refining Body, hoping to enhance his strength.

Not being strong in the cultivation realm is a dead end, and everyone understands this iron rule.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the cultivation of "True Martial Refining Body" was quite normal, but there was no breakthrough.

Half a month is too short, and it takes several years for a foundation building monk to cultivate a spell, not to mention the True Martial Refining Body.

The beard is still alchemizing, and Ji Yun is also busy refining weapons, as for the little fat man who gave up going to the auction in order to study his spiritual cooking skills, it is really rare.

Now only Gu Jian and Yunxi and Concubine Ming went together.

The three of them did not go to Tianbao Pavilion, but left Fang City directly.

If you look closely, you will find that the Tsukiji monks, who are rarely seen on weekdays, have all left the Fang Market and did not go to the auction held in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

Leaving Fang City, the endless yellow sand covered the earth like a carpet, and there were some black spots crawling out of the yellow sand on the ground from time to time, which were all devils who killed people without blinking.

The three of them stepped on the magic weapon and instantly disappeared in place, heading straight for the Misty Wind Canyon.

The closer you get to the Lost Wind Canyon, the stronger the wind in the air, and the bearer Yellow Sand mercilessly attacks the few people who fly.

Fortunately, several of them were Tsukiji monks, and the defensive spells in flight completely blocked all attacks.

There were more and more monks along the way, and there were dozens of monks that Gu Jian saw alone, all of whom were foundation building monks.

Finally, Gu Jian and the others stopped flying and slowly landed on the ground, in this place, the air was all filled with wind and sand, even if it was a qi cultivator, it couldn't last long.

But the strange thing is that there is a deep rift here, which divides the ground in half, and it is pitch black and nothing can be seen, and there are obvious traces of man-made at the edge of this rift.

Could it be that this unfathomable rift was carved by a monk?

As if they hadn't seen the rift, the three of them still walked forward, falling directly into the abyss and losing their sight.

The other monks seemed to be surprised, and they all flew into or jumped directly into the abyss.

Calm was restored in an instant, only endless wind and sand remained, and occasionally monks flew over from above, and all they could see was an endless desert, and as for the abyss joke, how could there be here.

Gu Jian and a few people fell in the rift, and it was dark here, if it weren't for a few people holding hands, they wouldn't be able to sense each other at all.

It didn't take long for the abyss to get brighter and brighter, and they found that there were many monks around them, all of whom were glowing with pale golden light, including the ancient swords.

A few people soon saw the underground, and the spiritual power under their feet emerged and landed firmly on the ground.

It was like a valley, black overhead, with only a few moving bright lights wandering here to bring some light.

In the middle of the ground there is a large strange tree, the trunk of this large tree is very thick, taking up a quarter of the entire ground, and it looks very strange.

The main trunk of the tree is not very high, but it has a large number of branches, each with only a few leaves on it, and some branches are even empty.

The strange thing about this tree is that it has its leaves, which are all very large, oval-shaped, very thick, like futons on the branches.

The monks who came here sat on the big leaves one by one, as if they were feeling something.

Gu Jian was not surprised to see this, and the three of them flew to the adjacent big leaf together, sitting cross-legged on their knees.

Ouyang Tianyi had already told him that this was discovered by the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion and several other major shops, and several forces had arranged formations together to protect this place, and only with the purple gold ingots could they enter.

The big tree in the middle is called the Acacia Shade Tree, and cultivating on its leaves can be used to meditate, but its effect is very weak, and it is not a treasure tree.

That's why it's the place where the auction of the foundation monks in the city of Mifengfang is held, otherwise several major forces would have hidden this place a long time ago.

The rift valley here is more peculiar, the locust shade trees are older, and the others are very common.

"Welcome to the scene, the weak wind period will arrive in half a month, I think you are here to prepare for this, we will not let you down. ”

A young woman wearing a bright red ornate robe with long hair straight to her waist appeared in the air, and a large auction table hung in the air, which was naturally the means of several major forces.

This young woman is the proprietress of Xiangmanlou in Mifengfang City, Xiang Ruyu, her strength is unfathomable, this auction is organized by several major forces, and she must find someone to support the scene.

Xiang Ruyu looks very beautiful, her snow-white skin is tinged with a touch of pink, the big red robe completely exposes her slender legs, and the two white rabbits leak a little bit intentionally or unintentionally.

The flaming red lips exude a fiery aura, and the two narrow eyes always exude charm, making people addicted to them.

Fortunately, all the people present were the foundation monks, and they were not easily tempted, so they didn't make any jokes.

There were few long speeches wasting time on the activities among the monks, and the auction began quickly.

"One drop of purple star is used to cultivate the spiritual field, and the starting price is five medium-grade spirit stones. ”

The foundation building monks circulated among the medium-grade spirit stones, and the low-grade spirit stones were rarely used by the foundation building monks.

"Six!"

"Seven!"

Lingtian is very important to the foundation building monks, because it is difficult to break through the foundation building period and climb to the sky, and it requires the accumulation of time and resources.

They often establish their own cave mansions and cultivate elixir resources, and at this time, Lingtian is indispensable, so Zi Xingyun is also quite sought-after.

In the end, this drop of Purple Xingyun was photographed with twenty medium-grade spirit stones, which was enough to be equivalent to a good magic weapon.

"One bottle of Seven Star Pill, speed up the cultivation speed of the foundation building monks, and the starting price is one hundred medium-grade spirit stones!"

The simple introduction made the hearts of many monks fiery, and every foundation building monk needed the Seven Star Pill.

"One hundred and fifteen!"

"Two hundred!"

The sound of bidding came and went, and finally no one bid anymore after the sky-high price of five hundred spirit stones.

The three Gu Jian were not blushing at the Seven Star Pill, because they had beards and beards, and they only lacked elixir and not elixir.

"Flame Tiger Cub!"

"Heart Devouring Pill!"

The auction was held in full swing, and Gu Jian bought what he needed, and he was very satisfied.

A day passed in a blink of an eye, and at this time, Xiang Ruyu was holding a small copper-colored bowl in her hand, and the small bowl was covered with a piece of blood jade that exuded red blood, which was very strange.

Concubine Ming saw that Xiao Wan's whole person was different, as if she knew what kind of treasure this was.

Xiang Ruyu slowly removed the blood jade, and a layer of red enchantment appeared on the small bowl.

The two little black guys under the enchantment greedily absorbed the blood and qi around them, and they turned out to be two small spiders with snow-white bodies.

This disappointed the monks, most people didn't need it.

The Tsukiji Cultivator's flesh had long been refined, and it was impossible for these poisonous insects to harm them at all.

Even if they can poison them, they don't dare to raise them, and who will raise them doesn't know.

Who dares to raise them without raising spirits, and these spirits are often more precious than these strange insects, and can these two little guys be strange insects.

When Concubine Ming saw these two snow-white little guys, her mouth suddenly opened to reveal an expression of disbelief!

"Bai Wushuang!"