I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 485 Gathering
One year.

Another three months.

early morning.

The sun rose from the east, dyed the sky full of clouds into gold, and swayed on the glazed tiles.The golden ones are the continuous high-rise buildings, and the high and low ones are the huge squares and cities.

Dan Pavilion, Bao Qi Xuan, Fu Zhen Building, Teahouse, Inn, Restaurant, Didian...

Prosperous to the max.

All industries are even more happy.

The garrison monks who assembled the standard rune armor and magic weapons in the city hurried past the street, while those monks in robes were crossing the long street to Fangshi, and some sneaked into the side alleys. Kung Fu appeared on the tall building across the street.

In front of the gate of Announcement Long Street, Qi training monks gathered in groups of three or four.One of the bearded men said, "How come the price of this ghost has come down again recently? It didn't last long."

"Hey, don't mention it, it was dropped half a year ago, and these three months are especially powerful." The companion in the gown sighed: "In the past, there were few ghosts and evil spirits, and they were all cheap to catch and send. Now there are so many of them. Cultivator, the price is not to be lowered."

The monk who was also reading the notice on the side took up the quarrel: "I heard that they are selling ghosts and ghosts."

"How do fellow Taoists say this?"

"Where did you just come back from? The news is so unclear. The city wants to hold a grand auction, so so many monks poured in to compete with us for business. After all, a spirit stone is also a spirit stone." Mustache sighed. .

These days, they can't bear to have a business, and they have to be divided up.Which one of these qi practitioners is not a family member, and the living expenses of those family members in Yangcheng are a lot of money.

Qi trainers and their family members who are not high in cultivation can only live in Furongfang. They say it is Furong, but in fact it has nothing to do with these two words. The crowded huts can still provide shelter from the wind and rain.

The big workshop of talismans can't earn any spiritual stones.

Not to mention the high risk of mining, there is no profit to be made.

The surrounding large ore veins and small mine veins belong to Yangcheng, and the city lord will distribute the development rights to the four major families, and the four major families will continue to divide.

Cultivator families, big and small, can get a share of the pie.

Then use cheaper spirit stones to find people who can do the work.

Now even the price of catching ghosts and ghosts has been severely suppressed. Usually, they can be sent directly to the newly built Diangui Hall. Now the price of Diangui Hall is not as high as those offered by the monks who appeared in Yangcheng.

Looking at the hall behind the notice that blocked the clouds above, the bearded man looked down again at the ghost-sealing bag pinned to his waist that cost hundreds of spirit stones.

It is still decided not to pawn the captured evil spirits first, maybe they can sell them for a better price.

The long-clothed monk who was walking beside him grabbed the big man and said, "Brother, let's sell all of these. I think the situation is very bad. The ghosts in our hands will not be able to sell the monks who are waiting for the price."

The bearded man mused, "The auction will be held for half a year at most. When they leave, the evil spirits we have hoarded can still be sold for a good price."

"But we don't have that much capital."

"It's better to sell this idea to someone else..."

The two were silent for a while.

This idea is not theirs if they say it out, how can they talk about selling it, if they find a monk with a high level of cultivation, they might have a meal and hang up, saying that they are extorting.

Even though everyone is not very optimistic about the market, the long street of the hall is still full of people before the announcement.

Most of them were Qi training monks, and there were also many foundation building monks, but they didn't stay too long before the announcement and went straight to the main hall.Foundation-building cultivators can spend more Lingshi Treasure Hunter Xuan to launch the magic weapon Xunyin Sinan.

If you are willing to spend spirit stones, you can prepare more spirit talisman pills, you can stay outside for a long time, and you can earn hundreds of spirit stones by walking back and forth.

"Why are you here?"

The introverted Jindan cultivator looked suspiciously at the tall, thin fellow with a feather fan and scarf and a smile on his face.

"Since we came to Yangcheng, we should take a good look around, and not just stay here." Brother Lufan said with a smile, the light in his eyes was also restrained by him, and he turned around before speaking.

"However, if we act like this, it is easy to be remembered by caring people. I am afraid they will investigate us." There was a slight tension in the solemn-faced Jindan cultivator's voice, and his fingers hidden in the robe moved back and forth.

Cultivator Lufan said indifferently: "Now there are more than a hundred masters gathered in Yangcheng, and there are countless foundation-builders. We are just one of them. You won't be exposed if you wander around, but you will be exposed if you don't calm down."

The solemn Golden Core cultivator pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, he lowered his voice, and after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

Brother Lufan shook his head secretly, these people just couldn't hold their breath.It was because of this that so many things were broken, and now even if the sky falls, you have to be prepared, otherwise you may not be able to do anything with this group of people.

The two passed by another Jindan Grandmaster.

The golden elixir masters, who are rarely seen on weekdays, are now seen everywhere in Yangcheng, and you can bump into several familiar faces while walking on the long street.He didn't even say hello, just bowed his hands politely and there was no follow-up.

Lingtai Tower.

Gaoge.

The great monk of the White Bone Temple sat cross-legged on the other side of the chessboard, looking down from the tall building with a smile, and then moved his gaze away from the passing monk to the real Qingxu who was carrying the sword box opposite: "Thinking back, the grand occasion was still positive The two demons gathered to besiege the Yangcheng formation."

"Last time we were outside the formation, this time we are inside." Daoist Qingxu said calmly, dropping the sunspot in his hand: "Monk, I heard that you have sent several demon leaders to suppress, could it be that you are afraid of the truth?" You are looking for trouble."

"True Monarch is not so stingy, the suppression of the devil is also for Purdue, and sending it to the True Monarch will relieve the anger." Master Jianwen clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute, and said slowly.

"Hahaha, you still can talk in the Temple of the Bone." The old demon Yuhuan, who was carrying the flagon beside him, laughed loudly.But he heard that the Temple of the White Bone sent the most ghosts and ghosts, and the suppressed devil was even more top-notch.

Really know how to adapt.

Changshui real person looked at the jade slips in his hand, adding up thousands of items, from low to high, the introduction of the top [-] was much less, and the top [-] only heard of a name, but did not know the specific function .

Yangcheng's publicity was indeed strong, even the large spirit boat was printed with this grand auction, and it was even heard that there was a pill refined by Zhenjun Yuanying, as well as the legendary sixth grade.

"Fellow Daoist Changshui is so engrossed?"

Chang Shui looked up, and it was Yuxiuchuan's spiritual master who was approaching.

She wore a cyan robe mixed with light colors covering her body, which just covered her exquisite figure. She had an oval face, and her facial features were extraordinarily majestic. The coercion around her made people dare not look at him. This is a real grand master.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lingshu." Changshui said with a smile, cupped his hands, "I have nothing to do, so I just happened to look at the Guanzi sold in Yangcheng. With Zhenjun sitting in the town, most of the masters in Xiaohuangyu gathered here."

"What Fellow Daoist said is very true." Master Lingshu nodded in praise.

Even Yu Xiuchuan, who didn't come out of the mountains very much, knew a lot of news.

The auction this time is indeed not to be underestimated. The three furnace pills may create a new pinnacle grand master, and no sect will ignore it.

No, let her come here with the spirit stone, hoping to share half of the furnace.

"It's so lively!" The monks who stepped into the main hall looked at the great masters who had gathered in twos and threes. These were all the top masters of the various sects, and they were talking together like a party at the moment.

"Long time no see, fellow Taoist Jifeng is alright."

"Fellow."

"Fellow……"

The person who set foot here is Jifeng Daoist from Sunset Mountain, the peak master's strength, who has comprehended the complete true meaning. It is said that the realm has reached the level of a false baby, but the truth is unknown.

Fake babies and fake pills are generally the feedback of the state of mind, and do not greatly enhance the strength.

However, even if they hadn't reached such a state, they didn't dare to ignore Master Jifeng.

Master Ji Feng, who was dressed in sackcloth, didn't want to come in person at first, the main reason was that his juniors were not as smart as these old bang cai, if Feng Chengyin was to come and talk to them, he might even have his trouser pockets turned out.

With just a few words, someone can take over the family.

Even though the Sunset Mountain family has a great business, and there are not so many spirit stones to squander, the province still needs to save some.

What's more important is not to be found out, so as not to be subject to monks from other sects at the auction.Furthermore, Jifeng Daoist wanted to see the demeanor of Yuanying Zhenjun and the furnace of sixth-grade elixir.

It is said that that furnace of elixir can strengthen the soul and increase the background, it would be even better if you can find a further opportunity.

"Fellow Daoist Yuhuan, if you are not with the Demon Sect, how can you hang out with that monk, Taoist, ghost?" Master Ji Feng looked at Old Demon Yuhuan, it is normal for the orthodox sects to gather together, why there is one more person, And there is only one more of him.

"Hey, there is no direct descendant from the Blood Evil Sect, and the monks from the Spirit Sect have gone out for a stroll. Those zombies from the Corpse Sect have a stern face all day long, and they smell like corpses. I don't want to stay with them."

"If you want me to tell you, I still want to have a fight with Yu Xiuchuan..." Seeing that Daoist Lingshu had drawn his sword, the old devil Yuhuan swallowed the words abruptly and said, "It's Daoist Jifeng, the last time Why didn't the war come."

"Fellow Daoist... Where's Junior Brother, are you back?"

……

The top floor of Dan Pavilion.

The cauldron tilted to divide the scattered light into two halves. The barefoot tall monk stood beside the cauldron, watching Yangcheng calmly, counting the days with his fingers, and the auction will start in half a month.

Immortal Ziyang came to present the jade slips: "Senior, these are all the Golden Core cultivators who have appeared in Yangcheng so far."

I took the jade slips and read them.

A total of more than 130 Jindan monks recorded their heels, including many family monks and casual monks.

Tu Shanjun moved his finger rhythmically, and tapped it on the large "Spiritual Gate", and the photos and life stories immediately emerged.

The monks of the Spiritual Demon Sect must not know that Tu Shanjun has broken the restriction of memory. If they are brave enough, they will continue to use the skin of the Spirit Gate, but this is obviously not in line with their cautious nature.

"Forget it, don't waste energy paying attention to them."

"Whoever shoots the magic weapon is the one!"

(End of this chapter)