Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 121 The Master of Yunyou

"Five thousand!"

From the east van on the second floor, a gloomy bass sounded.

Chen Ping raised his eyelids. The voice was very familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he knew it was the yellow-faced old man in black robe who was riding a giant python yesterday.

Yanhun spring water is very rare, and it is normal for foundation-builder monks from small powers to have never taken it.

Moreover, even if he doesn't use it himself, it is very possible to buy one for the younger generation he values.

"Five thousand and two."

"Five thousand four."

"Five thousand five hundred."

The cultivator who established the foundation crossed his legs, making everyone silent for a while.

But soon a few daring monks raised the price.

It is strictly forbidden to bully the small by the big at the auction, so many foundation builders of the Jin family are not just for display.

Unless the monks in the Yuan Dan Realm come in person, they must abide by the rules of the Jin family.

"Six thousand, this old man is determined to get it."

The yellow-faced old man shouted a high price again, and at the same time, he emphasized in a solemn tone.

The few people who were still following closely stopped suddenly.

Although Yanhun spring water is good, six thousand spirit stones is a bit high.

Moreover, it will also leave a negative impression on a foundation cultivator, which is somewhat outweighed by the gain.

"Six thousand one hundred."

Seeing that no one reported any more, the old god Chen Ping shouted loudly.

The yellow-faced old man fell silent, and after a while, a voice came from the box: "Six thousand two hundred."

"This old man is Song Sheng, the owner of Juya Island, so let's stop here, boy."

Chen Ping's ears twitched, and it was the old man with yellow face who sent him a sound transmission.

But the next moment, as if he hadn't received this person's voice transmission, he said expressionlessly: "Six thousand five!"

Unexpectedly, the price was raised by several hundred again.

"Okay, brat..."

The yellow-faced old man suddenly stopped speaking halfway through, making Chen Ping glance at the second floor inexplicably.

In a private room, the yellow-faced old man was forced into a corner by a monk with white hair and a childlike face. He stood upright but did not dare to move at all.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Song really doesn't take my Jin family seriously?"

The speaker had high cheekbones and gray temples. Although his skin was smooth, the wrinkles around his eyes were as dense as spider webs, and he was quite old.

"Brother Siheng, you misunderstood, Song was just joking with that kid."

Song Sheng sweated profusely, swallowed his throat and said.

The Jin family built twelve foundations, among which three were in the realm of Dzogchen.

First Elder Jin Qizhong, Second Elder Jin Siheng and Ninth Elder Jin Zhaoheng.

This old man is Jin Siheng who is ranked second.

Just now he saw Song Sheng frantically probing on the verge of violating the rules, so he intercepted the transmission and broke in, and gave a stern warning.

"Song Daoyou, I hope there will be no next time. By the way, you are not allowed to take pictures of Yanhun Spring Water."

Jin Siheng glanced at him, turned and left.

"Okay, brother Siheng, don't worry, Song will definitely abide by the rules."

Song Sheng replied anxiously, his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat.

It is true that he and Jin Siheng are both Foundation Establishment cultivators, but one is only in the initial stage, and the other is in the Dzogchen.

There are three small realms in the middle.

When practicing Qi, the strength comparison of each small level is not obvious.

But after reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm, the gap will become very huge.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Jin Siheng threw a spell at will, he could not catch it with all his strength.

That's why he was so terrified that he even put himself in the position of a junior.

"Six thousand five hundred spirit stones, the third time!"

During this period of time, Jin Wu asked three times in a row, but no one offered a higher price.

"Little friend, congratulations on capturing the soul spring water, and please follow the maid to the apse to deliver it."

Jin Wufang said kindly.

"Okay, Senior Jin."

Chen Ping cupped his fists and walked towards the apse.

Chen Ping didn't care much about Song Sheng who claimed to be the owner of Juya Island.

He was just a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, but now he is not afraid.

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A blue-clothed woman with creamy skin and a slender jade neck was reclining on a rattan chair, her snow-white slender feet half-exposed swaying, looking extremely playful.

"A piece of soul-forming spring water, [-] spirit stones, how are you going to pay for it, junior?"

The beautiful nun glanced at the visitor and said coldly.

"Senior, I have a cultivation experience here, which is bestowed by my teacher, and it should be worth thousands of spirit stones."

Chen Ping said respectfully.

This female cultivator who didn't deliberately hide her aura was actually a cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

To be able to sit in the important apse, there is a high probability that it is an elder of the Jin family.

"The younger generation has a big tone."

The beautiful female cultivator raised her eyebrows and said suspiciously, "Show it to me first."

The practice experience that can sell thousands of spirit stones is at least the painstaking work of the foundation-building Dzogchen monks.

How tough is this junior's background?
Chen Ping frowned calmly, and said tactfully: "Senior, please call the Taoist friend who consigned Yanhun Spring Water, and I want to have a private discussion with him."

Those who exchange goods have the right to contact the seller directly if they do not trust the appraisal method of Qianxiu Palace.

Of course, the Qianxiu Hall will charge an additional fee of one hundred spirit stones.

"My elder, Jin Bihan, I happened to be consigning the Yanhun spring water!"

The beautiful female cultivator said with a smile that was not a smile.

"It turned out to be the treasure of Senior Jin, please forgive me for not being able to see Mount Tai."

Chen Ping scratched his head in embarrassment, and happily handed over the jade slip.

This woman is the tenth elder of the Jin family, so she shouldn't renege on her debts.

"what!"

Jin Bihan's spiritual thoughts swept away, and the expression on his face gradually changed from disdain at the beginning to shock.

"Little friend, what is the cultivation level of respecting a master?"

Jin Bihan said in a gentle tone.

"I don't know, my teacher taught me for a few years and then wandered away. Before leaving, he left me this jade slip and some spirit stones. Hey, I don't know when I will see him again."

Chen Ping looked up to the sky and let out a long breath, saying in frustration.

"Uh, the respected master leaves as soon as he says, he is really a fairy who only follows his own heart."

A trace of envy flashed across Jin Bihan's eyes, but it was hidden in an instant.

The engravings on the jade slips are very new, so they must have been left within a year.

It is estimated that what this kid said is true.

"Here, this bottle of Yanhun spring water is yours."

Jin Bihan waved her hand, and the vial held by the maid automatically flew into Chen Ping's hands.

"Thank you, junior farewell!"

Chen Ping was overjoyed, turned around and retreated towards the main hall.

"When Venerable Master returns from his travels, please tell me that Jin Bihan, the junior of the Jin family, would like to see him as an old man."

Jin Bihan lay back on the wicker chair again, and then said via voice transmission.

Chen Ping showed some surprise, and then nodded heavily.

In the cultivation world, the law of the jungle follows.

There are countless high-level monks who bully the weak with the strong.

But the feelings this woman gave him were pretty good, at least she didn't bully him, a junior.

"A member of the Jin clan is still an elder, what a pity."

Chen Ping's brows turned cold, and his indifference returned.

Jinrui Island and Haichang Island are too close!

If the Chen family wants to grow rapidly, it is imperative to annex or eradicate the Jin family.

vice versa.

Once the Yuandan Realm cultivators appear in the Jin family, the Haichang Chen family will also be doomed.

……

Back at the seat on the first floor, I saw Chen Ping take out the small bottle containing Yanhun Spring Water from his sleeve, uncork the bottle, and drank it in two gulps.

(End of this chapter)