The remaining monks in the hall looked intently and saw a masked man in a bright brocade robe standing in the center of the platform, with his chest and arms open, his clothes swaying to the ground, his waist white jade ring, and his right hand holding an ivory folding fan, swaying gently.

There was an instant sound of chatter under the booth, obviously full of controversy about the man who suddenly appeared.

"Where did the madman come from, in front of the public, he was not well-dressed, what kind of body did he become!"

"I think I've seen this mask, but he was standing in the corner at the time, and he didn't show it ......."

"Who is this person, a monk from which sect?"

"Looking at his dress, he is definitely not a monk of our seventy-two sects, is it the young master of a clan who acts in such a debauched manner......

Wuyi appeared on the booth at this point in time, which naturally attracted everyone's attention, and Mu Chen looked at him quietly from the audience, not caring about his behavior and clothing.

Mu Chen was just curious about what this kind of person who casually lent the ancient sword to outsiders to use, what was he going to sell at auction?

What's more, although his dress is debauched and graceful, he is more graceful and luxurious, and at first glance he is a master who is not short of money, how can he go on stage to sell materials by himself?

"Hehe......"

In the face of the doubts from the audience, a look of disdain was revealed behind the two fox eyes on the mask, and he waved his hand and spoke presumptuously.

"They are all vulgar tigers and wolves, why are they wearing Taoist uniforms?"

"Flies and gnats love bloody ears, and Anzhi Longhe's heart is turbid!"

As soon as this poem came out, all the monks in the audience were shocked, and they even sacrificed immortal weapons, as if they were going to fight against this disrespectful person!

They have been cultivating for decades, and no matter which city they go to or which gateway they enter, they are regarded as guests, even real 'immortals'.

Not to mention the obvious verbal abuse, even the emperor would not dare to be disrespectful to them!

This came out of nowhere, and they dared to point their noses and scold them for being tigers and wolves, flies and fishy ears, they were really bold and bold!

"This son is very arrogant!"

"Senior brother, I'm going to go up and kill him now, pick his mask, and see which Xiuzhen family is so presumptuous, even our seventy-two sects don't pay attention to it!"

"Senior brother, don't worry, let me go up to meet him first, and see how many catties and taels he has, he is so rampant!"

Next to the angry monks, there was another group of monks and monks, who did not react violently in the spirit of not caring about themselves, but squinted and watched the excitement from the sidelines.

Because Zhang Banxian was a casual cultivator, he didn't feel that he had scolded himself in Wuyi's words, and he was a little gloating.

He turned his head to look at Mu Chen, and when he saw that Mu Chen also looked indifferent, he couldn't help but be curious.

"Mu boy, he said wild words, scolding you monks of the seventy-two sects, aren't you angry?"

"Senior Zhang, he neither scolded me by name, nor did he mention Zhujiantang, and he didn't even say the word seventy-two sects in his mouth, only the word Taoism. ”

"There are more people wearing Taoist clothes in this world, why do you say that he is scolding me and the seventy-two sects?"

"The man was probably scolding those who thought he was scolding himself. ”

Mu Chen scratched the back of his head and guessed embarrassedly.

When Zhang Banxian heard Mu Chen say this, his face showed confusion and surprise, and after thinking about it again, his heart suddenly jumped as if he had been hit by something.

The consciousness was in a trance, and Zhang Banxian actually had faint signs of enlightenment!

He hurriedly shook his head, trying to grasp the fluctuating trace of cooking smoke in his mind, after all, after more than forty years, he had never had this feeling of imminent clarity in his mind.

A large number of images flashed in front of him, from his youth begging on the streets, being favored by his master to enter the Daomen, not concentrating on enlightenment but becoming interested in refining weapons, being sent by his master to learn refining tools, and being insulted and disliked by the disciples of the instrument sect......

The joy of refining for the first time......

The excitement of participating in a free auction......

The shock of everyone after the public said that the materials were fake, the embarrassment of the master when the foreign sect came to ask for the explanation, and the helplessness and resentment in his heart when he was expelled from the sect......

......

......

Decades have passed, and he has been cheating and messing around for most of his life......

The picture in his memory turned faster and faster, faster and faster, so fast that it only took a few seconds to turn over all his eighty or ninety years of experience.

When the picture turned to him and Mu Chen, they finally slowed down and became clearer and clearer.

The feelings that Mu Chen wanted to convey to Zhang Banxian through his actions also turned into a few wisps of white smoke from the picture little by little, converging with the erratic feelings in Zhang Banxian's mind......

A small burst of spiritual pressure spread out from Zhang Banxian's body, and with a soothing aura wind, it calmed the irritability in the auction hall.

With the wind of aura, the monks who stood under the auction booth and denounced the unclothed monks were attracted by the old way of loose cultivation, and their emotions gradually stabilized, and they didn't seem to be as excited and angry as before.

"Senior Zhang, have you just broken through the realm of refining qi and transforming gods?"

Mu Chen asked in surprise, he didn't know that it was his words that stimulated Zhang Banxian to enlighten the Dao, and the monks in the venue were all curious about this question, how could a debauched monk rush in at the free auction, and someone would comprehend the Heavenly Dao and break through the realm?

Zhang Banxian looked at his slightly glowing hands, and when the aura dissipated, he shook his head, his face was slightly disappointed, but it quickly disappeared.

"I didn't break through the realm, I just wanted to understand some things, and the resistance to impact the refining god in the future became smaller. ”

When the monks heard that he had not entered the Divine Refining Spirit, few of them felt regretful, but most of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

After all, this half-immortal is just a casual cultivator, if he easily breaks through the great realm without much effort, enters the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, and becomes an earth immortal, the faces of the seventy-two sect monks who are stuck in refining qi and transforming gods will be dull.

What's more, the monks who can enter the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void are all in the status of the master of a sect on the Shenzhou continent, and the monks with a low realm want to get guidance when they encounter a monk in this realm, but it is absolutely impossible for them to go and ask for leave to practice with the scattered cultivators.

At the same time, all eyes returned to the auction booth.

"Hey, you, what the hell are you going to sell, if there's nothing to sell, go down quickly!"

"That's right, get your lot out of here, I'm going to see what you can come up with, and let the free auction delay the closure for you!"

"Hurry up and get the lot out......"

As everyone's eyes shifted, the auction hall returned to a noisy atmosphere, and the fact that he had not taken out the lot after so long had no clothes made the monks who had long been dissatisfied with him seize the handle.

Only Mu Chen and a few scattered cultivators who had not left had regrets in their eyes, and they regretted that Zhang Banxian could not directly enter the realm of refining gods.

"Senior Zhang, don't be sad, it's just a failure. ”

"I've heard my senior brother say that it is a huge threshold to return to the void from refining the qi and transforming the gods to refining the gods, and eighty percent of the monks have no chance to impact this realm in their lives, and nine out of nine monks have to impact several times before they can cross the threshold of refining the gods and returning the void......"

Zhang Banxian laughed when he heard the comfort of Mu Chen, Niu Laodao and others, as if he didn't feel very disappointed because of the failure of the impact.

"No hindrance, no hindrance, stopping at refining qi and transforming gods for decades, the old Taoist priest has long been used to it. ”

"But Boy Mu, I still have to thank you. ”

"If it weren't for the past few days with you, I wouldn't even have had a chance to impact the God Refining Spirit, but now I still have a chance to impact the next realm, which is something I couldn't even think about before. ”

"When today's work is over, I will go back and digest the feelings of the past few days, presumably it will not be difficult to ascend to another realm!"