"Brother Shan, then do you dare to go, the other sea beast did not kill, but filled the belly of the sea beast. Xing Zhijiang obviously had a good relationship with the single surnamed Han, and joked with each other.

"Brother Xing, I heard that through the Poison Spirit Mountain Range in the south, there is also a cultivation sect over there, I heard that there are abundant resources, elixirs are everywhere, and pills are cheap, and that it is the real holy land for cultivation. The half-hundred-year-old man at the counter on the right raised his eyebrows and said incomprehensibly.

"It's really fake, how good it is to be able to go there and cultivate. "The monk who bought the pill was also interested.

"Don't listen to Old Man Liu's bragging, he is just hearsay, for so many years, who has passed through the Poison Spirit Mountain Range and then cultivated to come back. Xing Zhijiang immediately retorted.

"Can't you get around it from the sea?" another foundation building monk who bought pills came to be interested.

"How can it be, the Poison Spirit Mountain Range is extremely poisonous, and countless black rivers have converged into the sea, thus forming a poisonous sea thousands of miles wide, and those of us who are low in cultivation will fall into the sea inexplicably if we can't fly above the poisonous sea for a quarter of an hour, and thus die. And once you bypass the poisonous sea, you will go deep into the East China Sea, where there are countless powerful sea beasts, and you will also be sent to death. "Xing Zhijiang, the waiter, is not done in vain, and he knows a lot of anecdotes, obviously often talking nonsense with guests.

Seeing that everyone looked yearning for the Three Kingdoms Jedi, Ma Chuan couldn't help but pout, and then turned to leave.

After Ma Chuan left Shengdanfang, he continued to look for several pill shops, and after finding that there was no pill to restore his spirit, he walked towards the Rugui Inn, waiting for the auction in five or six days with peace of mind.

As soon as Ma Chuan returned to the Rugui Inn, he immediately took the melting liquid and began to retreat to restore his mana.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when the auction begins, Ma Chuan's mana has recovered most of it with the assistance of the melting spirit liquid, but his spirit is still sluggish, and he must go to the auction.

Before he passed, Ma Chuan had done some processing of the Ten Thousand Souls Bag containing the black and white bear, the Sky Umbrella, the Water Soft Needle, the Heavenly Descending Peak, the two mustard seed bags containing the 10,000-year elixir, and the scales taken out of the space distortion, and he also spent a lot of money to buy several intermediate talismans from a talisman shop that concealed his aura and isolated his divine sense.

After all, there are many high-level monks in the center of the Phantom City, maybe any powerful monk will notice him, and if any of the things on his body are discovered, it may invite annihilation.

At the beginning, in the ruined space, Han Xuanchen and the purple puppet could sense some of the aura on his body, and in this strange phantom city, he had to be more cautious.

After making all the preparations, Ma Chuan walked towards the center of the Phantom City.

Ma Chuan soon came to the center of the city, and he saw a mountain peak hundreds of zhang high and a huge bluestone square in the distance.

Before Ma Chuan was ready to go to the center of the city, he knew that the mountain peak was a forbidden place for ordinary monks, and it was covered with countless mystical prohibitions, and it was said that it was the location of the master cave mansion who established the phantom city.

Bluestone Square is the most prosperous place in the Phantom City, where you can set up stalls and exchange items for buying and selling, and a building complex in the center of the square is the auction venue.

It coincides with a small auction held once every half a month, and the square is crowded with people, stalls, and all kinds of strange monks come and go, but there is very little noise.

When Ma Chuan walked through the square, he looked at the items on several stalls with great interest at first, but he found that these items were very out of the way, and he didn't know any of them.

An irregular pitch-black stone, said to be the refined iron for refining magic weapons, a dry grass the thickness of chopsticks, said to be the easy marrow grass that has long been extinct in the cultivation realm, an unknown animal skin, engraved with strange runes, said to be a very powerful Jindan Gong method......

Ma Chuan was dazzled by these bizarre items, but he didn't plan to try his luck and buy one, maybe someone could see real gold, but he knew that he didn't have that ability.

After running out of items from the stalls, Ma Chuan headed straight for the complex in the center of the square.

In a quarter of an hour, Ma Chuan reached the edge of the complex, and he realized that the auction house was a four-story tower, surrounded by other buildings.

The buildings around the tower-shaped building are all shops with golden signboards, and ordinary people can't enter them at all, so Ma Chuan didn't stop and went straight to the auction hall in the middle.

In front of the four-story blue and black pagoda where the auction hall was located, there was an old man sitting on the plate, and the monks who entered it at this time were continuous, but they all handed over a hundred wishing talismans to the old man.

Ma Chuan stood in front of the tower, staring at the five blue runes on the tower, although he didn't know the words, but under the divine thought, he found that it was the five words of the Linlang auction house.

Among the monks who entered, there were the most foundation monks, a few health practitioners, and a very few people who could not see through the existence of cultivation, obviously Jindan monks, Ma Chuan watched for a while, and finally handed over a hundred wishing power talismans and walked in.

Through the white light curtain, Ma Chuan found that the inside was indeed much larger than the outside, and it was obvious that the space was forbidden.

Although the first floor is said to be an item in the realm of health practitioners, there are not many health practitioners, but there are mostly foundation building monks, and even mixed with Jindan monks, which are obviously auctioned for future generations.

The items auctioned on this floor are very precious to health practitioners, and their value is so great that they are not at all affordable for ordinary health practitioners, and even the net worth of foundation building monks.

It is mainly to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan, the elixir and exercises that wash the marrow and ease the tendons, and occasionally there are exotic treasures that need to be cultivated from the health preservation realm.

Although the items on the first floor were precious, they were of no use to Ma Chuan, so he came to the short-distance teleportation array and teleported to the second floor.

The second floor only needs to be a foundation monk, and there are no other requirements.

Ma Chuan was only in a trance for a moment, and the teleportation was over, but he did not appear on the teleportation array, but in the middle of a set of tables and chairs.

Behind him was a stone chair, and in front of him was a stone table, on which in addition to the fruit bowl, there was also a jade slip.

The entire range is only the size of a zhangxu, wrapped by an invisible light curtain, through the light curtain, surrounded by more than a hundred zhangxu's large white light clusters, and directly in front of it is a high platform.

Ma Chuan was not surprised by such a situation, because he had inquired clearly before he came.

In order to ensure the privacy of the guests, the Linlang auction hall above the second floor will use the teleportation array to directly transmit the guests to the forbidden position, so that each guest can see everything on the auction table, and other guests cannot see it.

And if you want to make a bid, just use your divine sense to imprint it on the jade slip on the table, and the auctioneer on the auction table will know about it.

However, Ma Chuan also heard that Linlang Auction House did not do it all for the sake of the guests.

It is also convenient to raise the price of popular items, as well as to fry hot items.

Ma Chuan didn't care too much about this rumor, anyway, he was auctioning off the rejuvenating pill this time, although this kind of pill was not common, it was not popular, even if the Linlang auction house wanted to raise the price, it would not raise the price of such a lower-priced pill.

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