Boundless sea, within the cloud island.

The sea breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of saltiness, and the sun is shining brightly and gently on the earth. It's a cosy day, but there's something extraordinary.

The Cloud Island auction starts today. The streets that are usually bustling with traffic are rarely visited today. Even those masters of the rivers and lakes who usually have their eyes above the top are closed at the moment. Just because, this triennial auction is a matter of immortals!

Above the sky, there are long rainbows crossing from time to time, and there are also many flying swords shuttling. What's even more shocking is the number of flying boats, which are not only far faster than the others, but also staggering in their opulence and luxury.

"This flying boat seems to be very good, I'll play with him another day. A man in a gray robe with a sword in his hand looked up and muttered to himself.

"You can save it, this flying boat needs spirit stones to drive. Your spirit stone is not even enough to cultivate on weekdays, and this time we came to the auction to open our eyes. Not to mention getting a flying boat, even if it is given to you, you can't afford to use it. One of the young men in gray spoke unceremoniously, and although he was mocking his companion, his words were full of envy for the flying boat.

For monks, luxury is secondary, and what this luxury reflects is what they really want to pursue. These four words, for countless juniors, are the existence of hard pursuit and admiration. It is a symbol of real strength and status, as long as there is cultivation, what can not be obtained?

In another place, two young monks were talking and laughing. One of them was dressed in a yellow robe, and there was a sense of confidence and obedience between their gestures. Coupled with his handsome appearance, he looks like a handsome son, which makes people feel good.

The man was talking something, and the young monk beside him was very different. The sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the instrument is lofty, but there is indifference in the eyes, and there is no wave in the ancient well. It seems to be an old monster who has been cultivating for many years, and there is a faint sense of vicissitudes.

These two are Huang Fengzi and Luo Yuan who came to participate in the auction. I saw the two of them walking slowly, as if they were playing. For the flying boat rowing above the sky, Luo Yuan didn't seem to see it, and Huang Fengzi didn't pay attention to it at all.

The goal of the two of them, Yuan Ying can't stop yet, there are so many Jindan elders in the sect. Moreover, with the qualifications of the two of them, they have this capital. It's just that all of this is just in my heart.

After a few moments of progress, the two arrived at the palace where the auction was held.

Although the scale is not large, the level of luxury is really staggering. There were a number of patrol guards outside the palace, and each team had a foundation monk in it. This scene is enough to compare to some ordinary sects.

Every ten steps in the palace, there is an everlasting lamp, and the fire in it is a spiritual fire. And the bronze bottle that holds the spiritual fire is also full of magic weapons, such a handiwork, it is really extraordinary.

"Brother Mo must be participating for the first time, and he came with the younger brother. ”

Under the leadership of Huang Fengzi, Luo Yuan and the others entered the auction hall after paying a certain amount of spirit stones. The hall was full, with hundreds of seats on the first floor, all of whom were foundation monks.

This second layer is a series of compartments, and the people sitting in them are all Jindan powerhouses. The monks who built the foundation are not qualified to go up.

"This is just an auction, how can there be dozens of Jindan monks involved?" Luo Yuan asked in his heart, but he frowned suddenly. This cloud island is just a subordinate place of the Balanced Sect, and a mere subordinate place has such power. This road to revenge can be described as extremely difficult.

The stronger you are, the more you feel your weakness and inadequacy. Luo Yuan felt something at this moment, but even so, he definitely couldn't forget the hatred. The huge gap will only make him more desperate to become stronger.

Just when Luo Yuan's mood was fluctuating, a voice came through the formation, resounding here: "Ahem, fellow Daoists, don't be impatient." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a middle-aged man walking out slowly. The man was dressed in a brown robe, smiling, and had a slightly rounded body.

"In Xiayun Miao Layman, I think many of the Taoist friends here have also heard of Zaixia's name. The auction will be presided over by Zaixia, so please don't disturb the order of the audience. Yun Miao paused, the smile on his face instantly converged, turned into a ruthless color, and then spoke: "Otherwise, die!"

This person said nothing, but in an instant, it turned into a smiling face: "Okay, okay, this time you fellow Daoists have come from thousands of miles to come to the show, it is our honor." I don't like nonsense anymore, so let's start here. As for the rules, I think you already know them, and if you don't know, you can let others tell you. ”

Yun Miao clapped his hands, only to see a girl with a beautiful face stepping forward with a tray in her hand. The thing inside is a flying sword. This sword is about three feet long, the whole body is silver-white, and there is a beast pill inlay in the center of the hilt, which is extremely extraordinary.

"This sword is called Slashing Spirit, cast by Xuanweizi Daoyou, embedded with a three-grade beast pill, which is a high-grade magic weapon. For the foundation building monks, it is an extremely powerful magic weapon.

For the Jindan monks, this treasure is not weak, if you buy it, even if you don't use it, it is also excellent to give it to the younger generation. The base price of this sword is 1,500 spirit stones. ”

Yun Miao's voice fell, but the venue was surprisingly quiet. But the silence did not exceed two breaths, I don't know who shouted first, but the price continued to rise.

"Two Thousand Spirit Stones"

"Three thousand"

"Three thousand five" saw a man dressed as a gentleman quote this price, and then shook the fan in his hand. The word "cloud" is printed on it.

The surrounding foundation building monks couldn't help but be silent, although the Yunqi Sect was not a supreme sect, its sect was also extremely powerful. Those present also had loose cultivation, or money could not resist, or they were afraid to make a move, and the scene was slightly frozen for a while.

"Four thousand" At this moment, an extremely indifferent voice came out leisurely. All the cultivators looked at the place where they spoke, but they saw a sword-eyed, indifferent and ruthless young man.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help frowning, and he didn't like it. But out of prudence, he still hugged his fist to Luo Yuan and said: "This fellow Daoist, in Xiayun Qizong Chen Anwan, can you give face to the next one." ”

It's just that he didn't expect that Luo Yuan didn't hear his words and didn't pay attention to them for a while.

In this way, Chen Anwan was furious, but there were many Jindan powerhouses present here, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, he just sneered and said to Luo Yuan: "This fellow Daoist, we will meet again in the future." ”

Yun Miao didn't pay attention, but looked at the scene in front of him with interest. Conflicts often occur, after all, there are not a few disciples like Chen Anwan, or bullies.

That young man was none other than Luo Yuan. He already recalled the past of Liuyun and had murderous intent, but he couldn't be presumptuous here, so he pressed the killing intent down. Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth to compete, he would suffer from this, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes to Chen Anwan and look at him.

The two looked at each other for a few breaths, and Chen Anwan's eyes were full of horror. In his opinion, where Luo Yuan's gaze is, it is clearly sword qi. After only a few breaths, his face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The other party just relied on his gaze, and he injured him, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart when his words and deeds sounded.

When even if you stand up, on the grounds that you still have something important, you will leave immediately without pause.