"Escape with a hundred miles of fling!"

One blow was ineffective, Zhang Yang transmitted a sound to the divine consciousness of more than 30 people, raised his hand to take back the treasure weapon, and a yellow shining talisman appeared in his hand at some point, and once it was activated, it turned into a ball of yellow light to envelop him.

The rest of the people were already ready to flee for their lives, but in the face of a fierce Jindan monk and an extremely fast black lark, they didn't dare to act rashly, but now under the leadership of Zhang Yang, they sacrificed a hundred miles of instant talismans one by one.

The old man sneered, his body turned into a streamer, and he appeared beside Zhang Yang in an instant, stretched out his hand and patted it, easily scattering the yellow light outside Zhang Yang's body, and pressed it on his shoulder under Zhang Yang's gloomy look.

With this press, Zhang Yang only felt that the true yuan in his body was forcibly sealed by an external force, and he couldn't lift it up at all.

It seemed that Zhang Yang had bought time for his fellow sects, only to see a yellow light enveloping a famous Huoyun Sect monk and disappearing into the ground.

The old man of the Yin Eagle sealed the true yuan in Zhang Yang's body, smiled coldly and flew into the air, and joined forces with the black lark to suppress Liang Yuanxiang downwind, under the fierce attack, Liang Yuanxiang was one against two, but he couldn't even find a chance to escape.

Zhang Yang was forced to participate in the battle, repelled the black lark, attacked the old man of the Yin Owl with his treasure appreciation technique, and escaped after an unsuccessful blow, but it was only a short effort, and now that the real yuan was sealed, his face was calm, until he watched the Jindan Monk in the Baihualou was killed by the old man of the Yin Eagle and the Black Skylark.

The old man raised his hand, put away Liang Yuanxiang's storage bag and magic weapon, and appeared beside Zhang Yang with a shake, groaning slightly. With a slap of the spirit beast bag on his waist, a transparent creature the size of a thumb appeared in his hand. He opened his mouth with a sneer.

"Kid from the Fire Cloud Sect, your means are good. You should be glad that you have entered the eyes of the old man, and now the old man needs you to do something. This is a worry-free Gu, once it enters your body, it will lurk, as long as the old man's divine sense moves, this Gu will destroy your dantian, even the Yuanying Monk can't save you!"

After the old man finished speaking, he threw the strange transparent creature in his hand at Zhang Yang, entered his body from Zhang Yang's mouth, and then patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder. Withdraw the mana that sealed his true element.

Zhang Yang's complexion changed slightly, and his divine consciousness unconsciously swept through his body, but he couldn't find anything, the "Worry-free Gu" had disappeared without a trace, but he knew that this Gu was lurking in his body.

"No need to look for it! this Gu can evade the divine consciousness of the Yuanying Monk, how can you be broken by a small foundation building monk?" The old man looked at Zhang Yang's appearance, and sneered and spoke, the Worry-Free Gu was obtained by him by chance, and this Gu was very precious. Even if the Yuanying monk is careless, he will also catch the way!

When he was done, he drove the Worry-Free Gu to destroy this dantian and take the Worry-Free Gu back!

The old man of the Yin Owl showed a slight sneer on his face, and flew up to the black lark. looked at Zhang Yang, whose face was uncertain, and said lightly: "You haven't come up yet?"

Zhang Yang sighed imperceptibly, and jumped onto the back of the black lark. He thought that the old man would torture him to death with a grudge, and even used the evil magic of southern Xinjiang to extract his soul. But he didn't expect the old man to ask him to do something!

The black lark turned into a black light and flew to the northeast, straight into the hinterland of the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm.

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Xuanzhou. Yuan State, Bodaoling.

The thin knife ridge lingers for hundreds of miles, because of the highest peak, the peak tip is like a cone, and the ridge is as thin as a knife.

What mortals in the world don't know is that there is an immortal-like existence in their eyes in the Thin Dao Ridge.

There is a spiritual vein under the Bodaoling, and the city of Bodaolingfang was originally owned by a Xiuxian family surnamed Lu who was attached to Tiangonglou, but more than 400 years ago, Ma Yuan, a newly promoted Jindan monk in Tiangonglou, did not know what agreement he reached with the Xiuxian family surnamed Lu, so that the Xiuxian family surnamed Lu was willing to give up Bodaolingfang City.

Ma Yuan was born in a small family of immortal cultivators, but with the qualifications of his twin spirit roots and a few chances, he actually formed a Jindan all the way and became a high-ranking Jindan monk, one of the more than 20 Jindan ancestors in Tiangonglou.

Even in a large sect like Tiangonglou that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, Ma Yuan can be regarded as a high-ranking store.

After the Ma family became the master of Bodaolingfang City, the younger generations were also very competitive, and there were monks who succeeded in building the foundation, and more than 400 years later, it seemed to have become a medium-sized immortal cultivation family with more than 20 foundation building monks, and there was a Jindan ancestor in the family, which was not an exaggeration to call it a large immortal cultivation family.

The five-year auction of Bodaoling is also very famous, the monks who build the foundation within a radius of thousands of miles will come together, buy and sell treasures and exchange with each other, because of the relationship between the Ma family and the Tiangong Building, the Tiangong Building will also have a lot of foundation building monks to participate in the auction, and there will be a lot of treasures refined by the monks of the Tiangong Building at each auction.

On this day, it coincided with the five-year auction of Bodaoling, and on the second floor of a stone building in the center of Bodaoling City, hundreds of foundation-building monks had gathered.

It was noon, and the two walked into the second floor, with a handsome middle-aged man in front and a beautiful woman with a beautiful face in the back.

Hundreds of foundation building monks saw the coming, one after another to come to the spirit, these two are the Ma family monks Ma Younian and Ma Ying, both of them are the later stage of the foundation building, it is rumored that among the monks of the Ma family, two of the three foundation building monks who are most likely to form a golden pill.

The two walked up to the second floor and came to the back of a long table on the side of the second floor, Ma Younian arched his hand and said with a smile: "Welcome all Taoist friends to the Bodaoling five-year auction, there are both old friends from the past, and there must be new friends who participate in the auction for the first time." Rest assured, whether it is an old friend or a new friend, the Ma family will treat them equally!"

"The auction is still the old rule, Ma shouted out the reserve price of a medium-grade spirit stone, and everyone bids with the spirit stone, and the one with the highest price wins. If the spirit stone is insufficient, it can also be pledged with an item of equivalent value. The value of the item is assessed by Ma and the housemate, which is absolutely fair!"

"After the auction, it is the time for all Taoist friends to trade freely, if you want to exchange any treasure, you can come to the stage by yourself!"

"Presumably all of you Daoists are in a hurry!

"Today's first auction item is a defensive magic weapon, the Frog Shield! This shield is refined from the scales on the body of the third-order Frog, which is obtained by the ancestor of my Ma family who once hunted a frog in the Hidden Dragon Valley, and the reserve price is 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

"One thousand and one hundred spirit stones!"

"One thousand one hundred and ten spirit stones!"

"One thousand two hundred spirit stones!"

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Most of the hundreds of monks present were no strangers to the Frog Shield, and in the Bodaoling Five-Year Auction, almost all of the first treasures started with the Frog Shield.

It is rumored that Ma Yuan, the ancestor of the Ma family, once hunted a third-order frog in the Hidden Dragon Valley, and there were no less than 100 scales on the frog's body, and the ancestor of the Ma family was a Tiangonglou monk who was proficient in refining, and the powerful magic weapon frog shield alone had refined no less than 100 pieces!

While many monks were envious of the Ma family monks, they all opened their mouths to compete, the magic weapons refined by the Jindan refining master were often of better quality than those refined by the Zhuji monks!

In the end, the Qingjiao Shield was sold at the price of 1,400 medium-grade spirit stones, and a mid-foundation building monk stepped forward to take out the spirit stones and pocketed the Qingjiao Shield.

Behind the frog shield are several powerful magic weapons, and Fan Tao, whose power has almost surpassed that of magic weapons, has sold a lot of spirit stones.

After a few powerful magic weapons, they are slightly worse magic weapons, but they are not comparable to ordinary top-level magic weapons, and they all sell for a price of about 100 medium-grade spirit stones.

After that, there were a lot of magic weapons that were not as powerful as the frog shield.

Pieces of magic weapons and some old-aged elixirs flowed out, as well as some precious refining materials, pills needed for the cultivation of monks in the foundation building period, etc., all of which were sold at a lot of prices.

Among them, there are the most magic weapons, and the Ma family is a family of cultivators who are attached to Tiangonglou, and most of the family members are monks of Tiangonglou, and many of the same people in Tiangonglou will also auction the refined magic weapons to the Ma family.

The auction lasted for an hour, and after the auction of various treasures, Ma Younian smiled loudly:

"Okay, the items in the auction have been auctioned. Next, there are two finale treasures!"

Ma Younian's words made the monks present all their eyes light up, staring at Ma Younian with blazing eyes, the finale baby is not easy to meet, but now there are two!

"The first finale treasure is a treasure flying sword! Its value does not need to be said by Ma, all Taoist friends know it in their hearts, and the reserve price is 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

Ma Younian smiled loudly, reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist, and a pocket flying sword with white light flew out, exuding the unique coercion of a treasure.

"Eleven thousand spirit stones!" A monk in the late stage of foundation building couldn't wait to speak, he was wearing the high-grade magic robe of Tiangonglou, he was actually a monk of Tiangonglou, you must know that even in a sect like Tiangonglou that is famous for refining weapons in the immortal cultivation world, the number of treasures is limited, and the number of treasures owned by sect monks is also a minority.

Rao is like this, the number of monks who have treasures in Tiangonglou is far more than the rest of the large and small sects, and Tiangonglou, which is famous for refining weapons, is not only refining magic weapons, but also refining magic weapons! Since refining magic weapons naturally has a time when refining fails, one treasure after another is born, and one by one flows out of the sect.

"Twelve thousand spirit stones!" another monk in the late stage of foundation building followed closely.

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones!"

"Thirteen thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

"Thirteen thousand six hundred spirit stones!"

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones!"

A monk in the late stage of foundation building wearing a black cloak and a black veil mask spoke lightly, and directly raised the price to fifteen thousand spirit stones, causing the eyes of the monks present to turn one after another, and there was a short silence.

"Since there is no Daoist friend to increase the price, this flying sword will be sold to this Daoist friend for the price of fifteen thousand spirit stones!"

Ma Younian's eyes lit up, the price of fifteen thousand medium-grade spirit stones was beyond his expectations, and he thought that it would be more than fourteen thousand at most.

After the transaction, Zhang Yang returned to his chair, played with the pocket flying sword in his hand and smiled bitterly, he was here to do things for that Southern Xinjiang monk! (To be continued......