Chapter 33: The Auction of Doom (1)
Along the shore of East Lake, walking on the road to Caiyuan Neighborhood Market, Zhao Yingluo heard the most news about the East Lake Meeting. Regarding the East Lake Xiaohui, the shopkeeper of a Fu seal shop told him in great detail. It is said that more than 1,000 years ago, the shore of East Lake was originally the distribution center of most spiritual materials in Donghu County, and there were many shops and stalls at that time.
It can be taken over from the Broadsword Gate, and under the strong intervention of Weidong Commercial Bank, this East Lake has actually been built into a scenic tourist area. In order to facilitate ordinary people and immortal cultivators to visit the East Lake, with the help of Wei Dong Commercial Bank, Kuajianmen spent a huge amount of money to build the Caiyuan Neighborhood Market, and moved all the shops and stalls on the East Lake to the other place.
After the shops and stalls were moved, these ten days in the middle of April of the lunar calendar every year became the day when the three local Xiuzhen sects in Donghu County recruited disciples from outside the lake. During these ten days, not only did the three sects recruit disciples and disciples with great fanfare, but also attracted countless loose cultivators and long-famous seniors to watch the ceremony.
When there are more people, there are business opportunities. What started out as a small deal between a few monks gradually evolved into the annual East Lake Society. At the East Lake Meeting, there are all kinds of magic weapons, pills, talismans, spiritual materials, rare demon beast materials, etc. For more than a thousand years, there have often been rumors of lucky monks who have exchanged them for treasures at low prices.
Shadowfall went to Caiyuan Neighborhood Market, originally wanting to go to the store to buy two pills that would be beneficial to the cultivation of the Atomization Stage monks. But once he learned the news that the East Lake Festival was about to be held, Zhao Yingluo felt that he needed to go to the "Dum Auction House" again to buy a few medium-grade magic weapons. Because as far as he knew, the low-level disciples in the sect, especially the outer disciples, generally had to do a lot of miscellaneous work, and they didn't have time to go out when they were idle, even if they were lucky enough to go out, they had to go through the approval layer by layer, which was very troublesome.
And the few spirit stones or the pitiful contribution points of the sect that the outer disciples have worked hard to do miscellaneous labor are not enough to exchange for exercises, magic weapons, or spiritual materials in the sect. In this case, it is very easy for the outer disciples of the sect to spend a lot of spirit stones in the sect to attract the attention of others, and then cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Based on Zhao Yingluo's cultivation and vision that used to be in the late stage of Hanlu, he naturally knew that the competition between the monks in the Qi cultivation period was essentially the strength of mana, the number and quality of magic weapons, the mastery of the Five Elements Technique, or the application of talismans and formations. Therefore, in order to protect himself and not attract the attention of others, Zhao Yingluo planned to buy as many medium-grade or low-grade magic weapons as possible before joining a certain sect or family.
The second time he came to the Dum Auction House on Caiyuan Street, Zhao Yingluo still felt enthusiasm and thoughtful service. After being reminded that there would be an important auction in the afternoon, as long as they were regular customers, or customers who spent more than fifty lower grade spirit stones in the store that day, they were eligible to participate in the future. Without hesitation, he bought two medium-grade defensive magic weapons and one low-grade offensive magic weapon.
Just when Zhao Ying was buying magic artifacts in the Dumu Auction House in Caiyuan Neighborhood Market, two young monks lived in a rather quiet wing room in the lakeside backyard on the first floor of the Zhuangyuan Pavilion on the shore of East Lake. If Zhao Yingluo's friend Yuwen Shuoyue was in person, he would definitely know that these two were from the authentic Hanyu Temple of Buddhism.
Before, there was a bitter cold place in the extreme north, Luofu Mountain, the first great monk of the precept hall, under the seat of Mingxin, Mingwu two Zen masters, with the great wisdom monk to Nanqian Lian Nuan Village to help Leng Manyun and Yuwen family. These two people, Mingxin and Mingwu, are the two young monks who are currently staying at the Zhuangyuan Pavilion Inn.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or for some other reason, just like the Wanbaozhai Commercial House in Shuangyue City of the Sichuan Sea Continent where Zhao Yingluo worked before, the auction hall of the Dumu Auction House is also on the fourth floor. After Zhao Yingluo entered the auction hall with a beautiful maid, he found a corner with few people and sat down.
Although Zhao Yingluo used secret techniques to suppress his early atomization cultivation at the eighth layer of the Qi cultivation period, the power of his divine sense was at the level of a genuine late stage cultivator of Cold Dew. After carefully perceiving the situation around him, he found that there were several seemingly non-weak powers of divine consciousness enveloping the entire auction hall. Zhao Yingluo knew that this was a deliberate arrangement made by the auction to ensure the smooth progress of the auction. After all, no one dared to disrupt the auction under the noses of high-ranking monks, let alone do something to kill people and seize treasures in person.
The auction hall on the fourth floor of the Doom auction house is actually in the shape of a basin, with the auction table at the bottom of the basin in the middle, and the bidding tables around it are staired up along the basin wall, and the top floor is set up with twelve small rooms according to the direction of the ground branch, obviously for the distinguished guests.
Zhao Yingluo looked around and found that half of the monks were either wearing hats, cloaks, or changing their faces with secret techniques······ Obviously, most of them in the auction house are reluctant to show their true faces, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble when they take the auction items away from here.
After the seats around Zhao Yingluo were filled one after another, three auctioneers, a man, two women, came to the auction table in the middle of the bottom of the basin. The man is about 30 years old, and he is majestic and handsome. But once he spoke, even those who didn't know him could hear that it was a quick temper. I just heard him say: "Welcome all new and old friends to join the show, not much to say, let's take a look at the first lot first." ”
Before he finished speaking, from the small door on the side of the basin wall, a slender girl walked towards him with a yellow brocade box in her hand. Taking the brocade box, he just glanced at it hurriedly when the lid of the box was slightly opened, and then waved his hand to signal the girl to step back first. But listening to him say aloud: "There are two strains of the five-hundred-year-old Seven Star Grass, and this herb is one of the two main materials for refining the elixir that can help the monk break through the bottleneck of the psychic period, the Condensing Spirit Pill. It seems that the spirit grass of this year is long-lasting, but there is no market for it, and the starting price is 400 high-grade spirit stones, and the price of 50 high-grade spirit stones is increased. ”
After speaking, the handsome man opened the lid of the yellow brocade box, and the lilac grass in the shape of the Big Dipper shrouded in two clouds of mist was vaguely presented in front of everyone.
After a short silence in the auction table, someone came up with six hundred high-grade spirit stones. After several rounds of bidding, the two Seven Star Grasses were finally auctioned off by an old man in the Ice Ridge Stage who looked extremely senile at a high price of 1,200 high-grade spirit stones. After the old man got the Seven Star Grass after delivering the spirit stone, he seemed to be no longer interested in the follow-up auction, so he left the auction hall in a hurry under the guidance of the waiter.
With a "pop", the young woman on the man's left pulled out the cork of the emerald green vial in her hand, and a strong medicinal fragrance immediately spread. Immediately, the woman said in a crisp and tactful voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley: "A bottle of nine atomization pills is really a holy medicine to break through the bottleneck of the atomization period. The starting price is five high-grade spirit stones or spiritual materials and treasures of the same value. ”
"Fifteen high-grade spirit stones. As if afraid that someone else would bid with him, a loud voice shouted in the small room with the word "Mao" in ancient seal script on the door at the highest part of the basin wall.
"Twenty high-grade spirit stones, and then you can take it at a higher price. In the small room with the word "巳" on the door of the highest part of the basin wall, an old voice said-for-tat.
As for the fact that nine atomization pills could be sold at such a high price, Zhao Yingluo was not surprised at all. The young woman who presided over the auction of this pill was right, this atomization pill was indeed one of the few pills that the Qi refining stage cultivators had often taken since when they were trying to break through the bottleneck of the atomization stage, and as for the amount that needed to be taken, it was different depending on each person's qualifications.
Among these rare pills, this atomized pill is the most cost-effective existence. Rao is like this, and it is not easy to obtain. After all, the few rare main materials for refining this elixir cannot be planted on a large scale, and the few origins are mostly in the hands of many large sects and families. It is difficult to find this general panacea for smaller families, sects, or helpless casual cultivators.