Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 479 Ownership of Astrological Essence (6.4k is 1500 monthly tickets plus more!)
On the ordinary seats on the third floor, there were five or six Yuandan monks next to each other.

The leader is a young man who looks like a scholar.

The upper and lower sides of his robe are painted with thick ink and heavy brush strokes like a green bamboo painting, which gives people a sense of elegance.

Ma Hujing, the founder of the Kunpeng League, is the realm of the Great Perfection of Yuan Dan.

In addition, among this group of people, there was also a man with red phoenix eyes on the left and a beautiful female cultivator who had a photo with Chen Ping once.

They are Bai Ling and Tong Guan.

And the rest of the people around are all Yuandan members of the Kunpeng League.

The middle position where several people were vaguely wrapped was the source of Chen Ping's surprise.

Isn't the goatee Taoist with a sad face his cheap junior Yang Ziyu?

"This guy surnamed sheep has fallen into the pack of wolves again?"

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, a little speechless.

Back then, after Yang Ziyu borrowed a batch of pills from him, he swore to return to Fuyou City immediately.

Seeing that the meeting of the two cities was coming to an end, this person hadn't left yet.

However, looking at the expression on Yang Ziyu's face, it may be that he was stopped by the monks of the Kunpeng League halfway, and it was not voluntary.

"Hiraro, who is that person?"

Seeing Chen Ping staring in one direction, Shen Wanwan couldn't help but wondered.

"The Supreme Elder of Luo Huazong owes me some spirit stones."

Smiling, Chen Ping said with another meaning: "Look at the situation, he will continue to owe it for many years."

"You just specifically tricked some small sects, monks from small families."

Shen Wanwan covered her mouth and laughed lightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Leaning back in the chair, Chen Ping closed his eyes and meditated for a quarter of an hour before thousands of monks entered the hall.

Moreover, all the private rooms seemed to be occupied seven or eighty-eight.

When Chen Ping opened his eyes again, he let out a light breath.

Anyone who can enter the top auction is at least a monk who is above the middle stage of foundation establishment.

In the Yuan Dan period, there were hundreds of people in various realms.

But there are very few Jindan monks, no more than two palms.

It can be seen that the further the bottleneck is, the difficulty will increase tenfold and a hundredfold.

Fortunately, the number of human races in the cultivation world is not small.

Relying on the huge base, the proportion of high-level monks can basically remain stable in each generation.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Suddenly several heavy bells rang throughout the cabin, and the hall door, which was originally open, slowly closed amidst bursts of muffled sounds.

The dim hall suddenly became darker.

Immediately, above the cylindrical auction stage, a string of luxurious and radiant crystal lights hung down.

This special lamp composed of a thousand luminous pearls immediately released a faint soft white light, filling the audience.

Let the environment of the entire hall become clear and abnormal, just like daytime.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the auction table.

"Fellow daoists, Kuang is being polite."

A gentle senior voice suddenly sounded, and the multicolored brilliance on the cylindrical platform flashed, and a monk with white eyebrows and gray beard, aged seventy or eighty, and dressed strangely appeared on the platform.

I saw this old man holding a string of reddish-brown rosary beads in his hand, wearing a golden cassock, and smiling from beginning to end.

"Kuang Zhenren of Huayi Sect!"

"This auction was actually hosted by a Jindan cultivator."

"Hey, there are too many valuable auction items this year, even a fake monk can't frighten everyone."

As soon as the old monk appeared, tens of thousands of monks immediately started whispering and saluted with clasped hands.

Chen Ping and his wife in the box looked at each other and bowed.

Kuang Xunzhi, the ancestor of Yanning Chenghuayi Gate.

This person practiced in a small temple in the mortal world since he was a child. After officially entering the cultivation world, he still maintained his early outfits.

When Kuang Xunzhi successfully broke through, he named himself "Mingjing Monk".

In fact, with Chen Ping's strength, there is no need to perform the "junior" ceremony at all.

But it's the same as reaching out and not hitting a smiling person.

Kuang Xunzhi's consciousness was scanning back and forth in the auction house, if he watched the excitement carelessly with his legs crossed, he would accumulate bad feelings for no reason.

"It's not as expected by fellow daoists, the top auction was recommended by the old man himself, and he took the lead to preside over it."

At this time, Kuang Xunzhi coughed lightly, and said in a gentle voice: "This auction is jointly held by the nine Jindan sects and fellow Daoists of Jindan Sanxiu Gulu Pugu."

"Every treasure has been certified by several appraisers, and there is no such thing as shoddy or counterfeit."

"As for the rules of the auction, I won't repeat them much."

"In short, during the auction, all forms of suppression and threats are prohibited, violators will be fined three times the final price of the auction item!"

After looking around lightly, seeing that no one had any objections, Kuang Xunzhi announced the start of the auction, and shook his sleeves lightly, and a purple jade bottle full of restraints floated out.

"The first treasure, a drop of astrological essence consigned by Jiandingzong!"

As soon as these words fell, the field immediately became silent.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated.

However, most of the monks have already known the order of treasures in the auction in advance.

Therefore, there is not much shock.

Astrological Essence!

One of the auxiliary treasures of the Broken Gold Pill, in the eyes of ordinary Yuan Dan cultivators, it is like a fetish, high above and out of reach.

The preciousness of this item means that there are only a handful of people who are qualified to participate.

"The starting price is [-] points, and the price is no less than [-] points each time. Daoists, let's start!"

After Kuang Xunzhi finished speaking, he clapped his hands slowly, and six huge diamond-shaped light curtains slowly rose.

The angle adjustment of the light curtain is very mysterious.

No matter where you sit, you can see the picture displayed on it clearly.

"Four, two, and three boxes, seven thousand points."

The next moment, a cold and loud voice came from the six light curtains.

At the same time, the number on the screen blurred for a while, and in a blink of an eye it became two ancient words of "seven thousand".

"The old man interjected, this set of light curtains is an auction assistant newly developed by Baiqiaomen. As you can see with your own eyes, this set of light curtains only sells for [-] middle-grade spirit stones."

"Fellow Taoists who opened an auction house, don't miss it."

Kuang Xunzhi pinched the prayer beads in his hand and said with a smile.

In a huge box on the top floor.

"Wei Daoyou, how much benefit did you give Kuang Xunzhi?"

"Mu Daoyou was joking. Kuang Daoyou bought a set of auction assistants a few years ago and found it very useful. He must have voluntarily promoted Baiqiaomen for me."

"Ha ha……"

……

"Wanwan, help me contact Baiqiaomen later to buy a set of auction assistants. I hope the price will be reduced by a few percent."

Chen Ping pondered for a while, and ordered.

"Okay, but Wanwan doesn't have much contact with Baiqiaomen, so I don't know if they can successfully lower the price."

With a slight nod, Shen Wanwan expressed her understanding.

Chen Ping stopped talking and stared at the light curtain intently, the point token in his hand had been pinned to the wall.

Before crossing the bottom line, Astrology Essence was still his first shot.

"Five-two-five boxes, eight thousand points, Jiandingzong Yanwanqing."

Not long after, the offer of [-] was easily sold.

"Hey, she actually took the initiative to reveal her identity and bid for the auction."

Chen Ping subconsciously turned his head to look.

This is the [-] box, and Yan Wanqing is next door?
As for the auction assistant's name, it's not surprising.

The real information of the individual is recorded in the point token from the beginning.

Hide or expose, it's up to you.

And Yan Wanqing's move probably showed her determination to seize the essence of the stars, and used her identity to intimidate her competitors.

Anyway, after she photographed the astrological essence, she could directly seek asylum from the old ancestor Liang Zhenren.

As a result, looking at the major forces in Shuangcheng, even the evil cultivator camp, few people would dare to attack her.

However, most of the monks whose backgrounds were not strong enough still chose to auction anonymously.

"Six three one box, nine thousand points."

Hearing another quotation sounded, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to use his spiritual sense to look at the past, but after all, he was scruples about a few golden cores, so he said in a low voice: "Wanwan, where did the fellow Taoists in that box come from?"

"You're always trying to break the rules."

Shen Wanwan glared at him, bit her jade lips, and still sacrificed the jade pan Taoist artifact exclusive to the master of the Lanyue Pavilion.

She sensed a few breaths in the Taoist artifact, and then said via voice transmission: "Beast Master, Mu Yuan, the news is worth two hundred middle-grade spirit stones."

"It was him."

Chen Ping suddenly understood.

Beast Master Zong Mu Yuan holds [-] points, which is almost the same as Yan Wanqing.

If you fight desperately to the end, the astrological essence will belong to the two of you.

Glancing at the jade plate in Shen Wanwan's hand, Chen Ping was filled with envy.

Not long after the auction started, Lanyuezong learned the specific seats of the monks.

What a terrifying intelligence system this is, it is pervasive.

"Ma'am, the spirit stone is ready."

Chen Ping said with a joke, and handed over a storage bag.

Shen Wanwan was restricted by the soul contract, so it was impossible to provide information for free.

"Pinglang holds Uncle Yin's token, and he only needs to pay half of the Lingshi for all kinds of information."

Shen Wanwan said solemnly, then took out a hundred from the storage bag, and returned the rest.

"Okay, thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen."

Chen Ping touched the bridge of his nose, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This kind of natural and intimate feeling prompted him to have a bold idea.

However, Shen Wanwan's soul contract is in the hands of Lanyue Shouxiu Gu Sixian, and it is not so easy to unlock it.

……

The auction of Astrology Essence is still going on.

"[-] box, [-] points, Jian Dingzong Yan Wanqing."

"May 1 box, [-] points, Youhuomen will count forever."

"[-] private rooms, [-] points, and Yi Yiyun in the Sanjue Hall."

At the later stage of the competition, the elders of the four sects of the Inner Sea are basically scrolling on the screen.

Even a few monks from the local Jindan sect gave up participating.

Staring at a name, Chen Ping was thoughtful.

Ji Yong from Youhuomen seems to be Qian Wusheng's direct disciple.

……

When Yi Yiyun's quotation stagnated for a full three breaths, Chen Ping slowly put the token into the hole on the wall, and then his mind moved.

"Box [-], [-] points."

Although he did not choose his real name to bid for the auction, he was already prepared to be exposed.

Since Shen Wanwan can get real-time information, there is no reason why the other major sponsoring sects are not clear.

"Fifty-two-five box, [-] points, Jiandingzong Yanwanqing."

The new bidding price immediately covered it.

Now, the scene became a little deserted.

[-] points, close to [-] million low-grade spirit stones.

Anyone should hesitate again and again.

After all, Astrology Essence only provides about a [-]% chance of breaking the rank, and its price rarely jumps to this amount.

"[-] boxes, [-] points."

Chen Ping expressionless sent an idea into the hole restriction.

This is where his bottom line lies.

If there are still people following, he will give up without saying a word.

"Eighteen thousand, the first time..."

"the second time……"

In the light curtain, the cold confirmation sound will sound every ten breaths.

When the final third time was about to come, Chen Ping's eyes widened, and he couldn't help walking around in the box.

Could it be that the lingering astrological essence is about to be photographed by him?
"[-] boxes, [-] points."

However, a voice shattered Chen Ping's fantasy.

"Hmph, the little Beastmaster Sect doesn't even have a Golden Core cultivator, can you bring the Star Essence back to Fuyou City safely?"

Chen Ping's expression sank for an instant, and he pointed at the oblique box above his head.

"Hiraro, how about another round?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Shen Wanwan suggested.

"No, this thing is the bait for Jiandingzong to harvest points, I understand it."

Chen Ping shook his head and said decisively.

After speaking, he took back the token, folded his arms and sat back on the futon with a calm expression on his face.

……

"[-] box, [-] points, Jian Dingzong Yan Wanqing."

"[-] box, [-] points."

"Box [-]..."

Next, a group of monks, just like Chen Ping, gave up fighting for the astrological essence.

Only Yan Wanqing and Mu Yuan, who had the highest points, were still raising their prices desperately.

In the next few rounds, every time the light curtain changes, it can cause the audience to sigh in unison.

"Fifty-two-five box, [-] points, Jiandingzong Yanwanqing."

A slender woman in a red dress with a jade-like face turned her back to the door, her star-like eyes could not see any fluctuations.

Beside her, stood two Yuan Dan Dzogchen powerhouses, one old and one young.

"Qing'er, this is your last offer. The family sold off decades of accumulated public wealth for you, and even lost a member of the Yuandan clan."

The old man took half a step forward and said kindly, but there was an undeniable meaning in his words.

"Senior sister, you have to be sensible, even if you don't have this drop of astrological essence, I believe you can succeed."

A trace of unbearableness flashed across the young monk's face, but he still said: "It costs too much, and the other brothers who have saved their points with you may not complain."

Listening to the words of the two, the woman's shoulders trembled, and she just nodded slightly.

"Hey!"

Just as the old man was about to say something, he stopped abruptly, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

Because a row of subtitles reappeared on the light curtain.

"[-] box, [-] points!"

With an increase of [-], the opponent has completely discarded the value of the astrology essence itself.

"So be it!"

The voice of the clear spring suddenly rang out, and the woman turned her head slowly, her eyes filled with mist in the autumn water, carrying a breath-taking coldness.

"Third Uncle, Junior Brother, I have handed over this token to you, and it will be returned after the auction is over and exchanged for treasures."

The woman in the red dress lifted her finger, and the token embedded in the restriction was suspended.

At the same time, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"Qing'er, where are you going?"

As if he had a premonition of something, the old man shook his body and said in a hoarse voice.

"This time, the golden core will not enter the stomach, and there will be no self in the world."

The woman in the red skirt smiled slightly, opened her arms and jumped out of the window. She immediately turned into a beam of light and disappeared from the secret passage of the auction house.

……

"The female cultivator who left seems to be Yan Ding Zhenyan Wanqing."

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat after his sight caught the trajectory of the light passing by.

"The Royal Beast Sect is so courageous that even Yan Wanqing was defeated and fled."

Shen Wanwan rolled her beautiful eyes and said regretfully: "She is the most promising cultivation seed in Neihai to advance to Jindan, but it is a pity that she failed to break through the realm last time. Even if she is the body of the earth spirit root, the sect can only fully support her." Just once."

"The Royal Beast Sect obviously also emptied their family property. I am very curious, how they can bring back the astrological essence with a pack of wolves around."

Touching his chin, Chen Ping said with flickering eyes.

The strongest member of the Royal Beast Sect is just a fake alchemy. Compared with several major Golden Alchemy Sects, it is no different from a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.

Not to mention the evil cultivator camp, even he has the idea of ​​robbing.

"[-] box, [-] points!"

After three hammers, it finally became clear.

After Kuang Xunzhi announced the ownership of the astrology essence, he beckoned for a maid and ordered her to send it to the corresponding box.

"Senior Kuang wait a moment."

At this moment, a middle-aged man around 35 or six flew down from a box on the sixth floor.

This person is dressed in a white Taoist robe, with a Tai Chi pattern several feet in size embroidered on his chest, two long beards hanging down his chest, and a calm and informal smile.

"Senior Kuang, this is exactly the essence of the astrology photographed by this junior."

The middle-aged male cultivator bowed slightly, and handed over the points token with both hands.

"Mu Yuan, the Supreme Elder of the Beast Controlling Sect!"

"What, is it the astrology essence he took?"

All the cultivators talked about envy and jealousy.

"Mu Xiaoyou, according to the rules, you just wait in the box."

Kuang Xunzhi gave him a meaningful look, and said lightly.

"For disturbing the order of the auction, please forgive me Senior Kuang!"

Mu Yuan bowed his hands to him first, then bowed to a certain place on the top floor, and said loudly: "Mu Yuan, the Beast Master Sect of Fuyou City, has seen all the seniors."

"The younger generation is bold and intends to form alchemy around the human resident, and I hope the seniors will do it!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

A hint of surprise flashed across Kuang Xunzhi's face.

Some of the cultivators were shocked and admired, some laughed, and some had strange thoughts in their hearts.

"It's a wise man."

In the box, Chen Ping's eyes were burning, and there was an indescribable expression on his face.

Mu Yuan and the others from the Beast Sect were clearly aware of their situation.

Instead of traveling thousands of miles and rushing back to Fuyou City in fear, it is better to try to form alchemy in the Guzhou Plain.

Today, there are several golden elixirs and hundreds of Yuan elixirs on the plain. Looking at the entire sea area, there are very few places that are safer than this place.

However, there is a very serious problem.

The process of cultivating alchemy varies from person to person.

As short as a few days, as long as several months.

Regardless of success or failure, it would take too long. Would the Golden Core cultivators be willing to stay in Guzhou Plain and wait for him?
For a full ten breaths, the surrounding air seemed to freeze and become silent.

Mu Yuan was already trembling slightly, and beads of sweat flowed down the tip of his nose.

He is taking a big gamble!
If they lost, the Beastmaster Sect, whose vitality was severely injured, would survive in name only.

"Thousands of years ago, our human race was under the cruel oppression of the Hai clan, and there were many people who had established golden cores."

"This real person believes that alien races will not be able to shake us from the beginning to the end, only the perseverance of the Dao heart can achieve your vision."

"The old man has been here for seven hundred years, and his strength is low, so he cannot bring peace to the world."

"But setting up a heart for the human race, and setting up a life for your pursuers, is really something worth protecting."

This sound is mighty and mighty, and every word is pearls. When it reaches the last word, a benevolent old man with a sword on his back has appeared in the center of the hall.

"Mu Xiaoyou, just go, no matter the result, this old man will protect you well during this period!"

With a wave of his sleeve robe, Liang Yingzhuo said meaningfully: "I hope you will keep your heart in mind and move forward without fear."

"The younger generation would like to thank Master Liang for his great kindness!"

Mu Yuan was full of pride for a moment, and his heart was surging to the extreme.

He was right.

Jian Ding Zong Liang Zhenren's reputation is well-known.

If the human race forces can suppress with one more Golden Core cultivator, he will be happy to see it.

Right now, the worries of the future have been eliminated, and the most important thing is to form a pill!
At this moment, Mu Yuan's chest was filled with determination, he took the jade bottle from the hand of the maid, unplugged it, and poured it into his mouth!

Then, the brilliance flashed on the spot, and in an instant, he left the auction hall.

When he appeared again, he was already on the deck of the spirit ship.

……

"It's a good one to set up a heart for the human race and a life for the chaser!"

Chen Ping stared at the sword repairer silently, thinking to himself.

Liang Yingzhuo behaved brightly and had human race in his heart, otherwise, he would not be able to cultivate the sword of righteousness.

Although he does not agree with this person's concept, let alone imitate it, it does not prevent him from maintaining his appreciation.

He even felt that the more such people in the cultivation world, the better.

On the contrary, there are fewer monks like him who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

……

The cultivators with their own minds tacitly released their spiritual consciousness and followed Mu Yuan away.

After more than ten breaths, Mu Yuan appeared in a pit thirty miles away from the human camp.

"Swish"

"Swish"

Several figures flashed in succession, and all cultivators of the Beast Sect appeared at the same time.

Headed by the fake Dan Mi Siyuan, Wu Ping, the treasurer of Beast Mountain Chong, the elder of Chuangong with the surname Zhou, etc...

All the Yuan Dan monks from the Zongmen were present.

Seeing Mu Yuan in place, several people slapped their waists solemnly, and huge breaths emerged again.

Eight third-order spirit beasts!

In order to break the rules for the sect, all the trump cards of the beast control sect were revealed.

The next moment, a thick layer of mist spiraled out from the formation flag in the pit, completely submerging Mu Yuan who was sitting cross-legged.

"The Royal Beast Sect has come prepared."

Withdrawing his consciousness, Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Mu Yuan's move was extremely ruthless, the essence of astrology had entered his belly, no matter how ulterior motives were, he could only sigh in despair.

"Protect that side for me!"

As soon as Liang Yingzhuo uttered the formula, the Qiankun Shengxie sword on his back turned into a stream of light and pierced through the air, and finally hovered over the pit.

Looking at the jade sword visible from above, all the cultivators of the Beast Master Sect clapped their hands together and bowed, with expressions of gratitude on their faces.

With the intimidation of the Shengxie sword, Xiao Xiaodang backed away.

"Fellow Daoist Kuang, let's continue."

Liang Yingzhuo clasped his fist slightly, and his figure shot into the box on the top floor.

Immediately another round of bidding began.

In the wooden box held by Kuang Xunzhi, there is a 400-year-old leafless crabapple flower.

It is exactly the same as the order of appearance of the treasures leaked in advance.

The starting price for this spirit grass is only one hundred points.

After several rounds of competition, the price stopped at 150 and remained unchanged.

The next dozen or so auction items were all finished magic weapons that shone with various auras.

There are not only common items such as flying swords and knives, but also rare items such as fans, mirrors, and seals.

The importance of magic weapon is self-evident.

A series of treasures made the atmosphere in the hall, which was a little low, immediately rise.

……

For two days and two nights in a row, Chen Ping did not participate and sat quietly in the box.

On the way, the maid brought fresh spiritual fruit and hot tea.

But when a third-level defensive talisman was photographed, he was refreshed and began to pay attention.

"One Erdaowen Crimson Cloud True Pill can help the monks in the later stage of the Yuan Pill to break through the bottleneck. The base price is [-] points, and the price increase should not be less than [-]."

A sapphire bottle whirled out and was captured by Kuang Xunzhi.

……

"Box [-], [-] points."

After some fierce quotations, Jiangyun Zhendan still fell into Chen Ping's pocket.

Throwing away the burden of astrological essence, he immediately became much more relieved.

After Shen Wanwan put away the elixir sent by the maid, she blushed and complied with Chen Ping's request.

(End of this chapter)