Through the world of cultivating immortals, I reached the pinnacle of my life by selling miserable

Chapter 151 Another Auction
By the time the head of the Yunqing faction and the elders found out that the ancestor's life tablet was shattered and rushed to the Zangshu Pavilion in the faction, it was too late.

I saw the sky filled with flames in the pavilion, and all the exercises were burned.

One of the elders of the Yunqing Sect was Shui Linggen, who immediately drew a stream of clear springs and poured them on top of the 8 fires.

"Whoa-"

The clear spring was splashed down on the head, but it made the fire burn even more.

"This, how could this be?!"

The head of the Yunqing faction looked at the fire in front of him, and his expression became more and more anxious.

But until the end, they used various methods to make the fire lessened.

They could only watch helplessly as the fire engulfed the entire Zangshu Pavilion.

When the library was burned down to ashes, the flames gradually died down.

The small tongue of flame licked the black ashes on the ground back and forth.

A quarter of an hour later.

All that was left for the head of the Yunqing Sect and several elders was the empty ground.

Those flames were burnt to ashes.

"Who the hell? Why did you come to my Yunqing faction to make trouble!"

Looking at the open space in front of him, the head of the Yunqing sect was filled with grief.

He staggered, and instantly aged a lot: "Heaven wants to forget me, Yunqing faction!"

He raised his head to the sky and screamed, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth.

Several elders next to him immediately stepped forward to support the master who was about to fall.

They expressed their views one after another.

"Or... Maybe it's because we went to the Thunder Spirit Sect to force the head of the Thunder Spirit Sect to hand over the disciples, and the ancestor of the Thunder Spirit Sect knew about it, so he came to take revenge..."

"Lian Qi, the ancestor of the Thunder Spirit Sect, is known as No. 1 in the Apocalypse Continent. Only he has the strength to enter our Thunder Spirit Sect and kill our ancestor without anyone noticing..."

"Master, it must be Na Lianqi who did this. The Thunder Spirit Sect is a huge disaster. We can unite with other sects to defeat the Thunder Spirit Sect!"

Hearing the elders' analysis, the head of the Yunqing Sect's eyes darkened a bit.

After a little thought, he made a decision: "Let's go back to what happened before the ancestor died, maybe the ancestor's Nascent Soul escaped..."

Yun Qing sent the head to stabilize his body, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Several elders looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

After a group of people came to the hall to cast a spell with the shattered life card of the ancestor, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

In the silent picture, it is clearly shown that a woman and a little black snake killed Patriarch!

Especially when the little black snake bit the ancestor at the end, it pierced several people's eyes fiercely.

Under this bite, the ancestor's Nascent Soul didn't even have time to escape from his body!
"This, this is Gu Ran, the disciple of the Thunder Spirit Sect!"

An elder who had seen Gu Ran exclaimed and took a breath of cold air: "The last time I saw her, she was clearly only a Nascent Soul cultivator. How could she be able to defeat the ancestor who was in the early stage of fusion?!"

"It seems that the black snake must be weird."

The ancestor of the Yunqing faction looked at the little black snake in the picture, his face darkened a bit: "That woman is really lucky to find such a powerful help!"

He slapped the table next to him fiercely, and immediately split the table into pieces: "Goddamn Lei Ling faction, I want you to look good!"

At that time, he was thinking of finding an excuse to gather the other eight sects to attack the Thunder Spirit Sect.

But the next moment, a disciple ran in in a panic.

He knelt down on the ground with a "plop--" and said, "Report to the sect master, the sect's elixir and weapon storage have been looted..."

When the man said this, his legs trembled uncontrollably, for fear that the headmaster would have nowhere to get angry and turn his anger on himself.

"what?!"

The head of the Yunqing sect stared at him, and the aura around him exploded in an instant, blowing everything in the hall to pieces.

The disciple sneaked a glance at the master, and then repeated his discovery tremblingly: "There was a fire in the Zangshu Pavilion, so the disciple and others went to check the elixir room and the armory, and found that it was empty, like It was ransacked..."

As soon as he finished speaking, another person walked in.

It was the elder who was sent out to solve the Gezhen incident earlier.

There were bloody gashes of various sizes on his face and body, and he was in such a mess that he couldn't see the majesty of being an elder at all.

"Third Elder! What's wrong with you?"

Seeing this, an elder rushed to meet him.

He supported the third elder and was about to sit down when he felt a chill in his waist.

The pain hit instantly, and he looked down, only to see a dagger pierced into his waist.

And the perpetrator was none other than the third elder he had just supported.

"Third Elder, what do you mean..."

The elder looked at the dagger and the bright red blood on his waist in disbelief, his face was full of doubts.

The third elder did not explain, but drew out the long sword hanging by his side, and stabbed at the head of the Yunqing faction.

"Third Elder! You are crazy!"

Several elders reacted very quickly, and all drew their swords to resist the sword of the third elder.

No one noticed that in the arms of the third elder, a stone was shining with red light.

A chaotic battle is imminent.

Until night falls, the glowing red stone returns to ordinary.

Shi Shi went through twists and turns among the head of the Yunqing Sect and several elders, and finally fell into the hands of the head of the Yunqing Sect.

Looking at the stone in his hand, he slowly regained his composure, and his bloodshot eyes gradually faded.

He turned his head and saw that the hall was in a mess, and several elders were seriously injured.

They fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Looking at this scene, the head of the Yunqing faction knew that the Yunqing faction was about to decline from now on.

The Yunqing faction no longer had the capital to fight against the Leiling faction.

In order for the Yunqing Sect to exist in the Tianqi Continent for a while, the head of the sect issued an order that all disciples are not allowed to go out and can only practice in the sect.

Today's matter, no one can divulge.

The Yunqing faction has completely cut off contact with the outside world.

No one knows what happened to the Yunqing faction, and the Yunqing faction doesn't know what happened to the outside world.

Gu Ran and Bubai returned to the Demon Realm. They recuperated in the Demon Realm for a while. Seeing that the Yunqing Sect hadn't informed the other sects about the matter, they came to the Immortal Cultivation Realm boldly and confidently.

Gu Ran stood in front of another sect's mountain gate, with the corner of her mouth raised, revealing a sneer.

They followed suit, and within a day, they ransacked another sect.

In order not to let others know of their own decline, this sect also chose to swallow their anger, smashed their teeth and swallowed blood mixed with it.

It was precisely because of their silence that Gu Ran's plan became smoother and smoother.

In just one month, Gu Ran ransacked all the pills, weapons and kung fu of the other eight sects except for the Leiling sect and the Huwei sect among the top ten cultivating sects.

The heads of their sect, the elders and ancestors were killed or injured, what a tragedy.

In the Demon Realm.

Seeing the "trophies" all over the floor, Gu Ran was in a good mood, and she sighed, "Tsk, it turns out that my strength has improved so much after being enchanted."

Bubai stood aside and asked, "Sister Ran, what do you want to do with these things? You have to 'return' them to Moyu..."

"Silly boy……"

Before finishing the nonsense, Gu Ran stretched out her finger and tapped his little head: "Just pick a few from so many things and return them back. I'll sell the rest in Yunji Pavilion, and let those People know what will happen to Feng Linguo!"

Bubai nodded half-understood, and a dark color flashed in his eyes at the same time.

Three months later.

Yunji Pavilion spread invitations widely among various sects and families, making an exception and held the second auction within a year.

It is reported that there are all kinds of items in the auction, from high to low, there must be something that each sect is satisfied with.

Two days before the auction started, even the self-enclosed eight sects sent people to participate in the auction.

They would never have imagined what this auction would mean to them.

Soon, it will be time for the auction to officially start.

This auction is quite special, it was actually hosted by Zhou Rusheng, the owner of Yunji Pavilion.

Moreover, he did not introduce the utility of each lot like the previous auctioneers, nor was he as emotional as the previous auctioneers.

He just introduced the name of each lot when it was brought up, and let all the sect families or casual cultivators bid for the auction.

"There is no reserve price for all the items in this auction, and all sects can bid directly."

"The next thing is the first item to be auctioned, Floating Clouds and Clearing Heart Art, everyone can bid for it."

Zhou Rusheng's voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears.

The casual cultivators in the hall immediately exploded.

"What? Did I hear you right, Floating Clouds Clearing Heart Jue?! Yunqing Sect's suppressing technique?! Where did Yunji Pavilion come from?"

Some people pinched their thighs fiercely, for fear that they were dreaming: "The top-ranking exercises of the heavens can be regarded as the finale of the auction..."

"Yunji Pavilion is really generous this time..."

These casual cultivators are still in shock, but the major sects upstairs have already started bidding.

The first bid was from the Leiling faction, and they only offered a test price: "One thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Gu Ran sat in the box where she and the ancestor stayed before, drank spiritual tea, and said leisurely: "Listen to the voice, this time the second elder is leading the team."

As soon as she put the spirit tea on the table, the asking price had soared to five thousand top-grade spirit stones.

Gu Ran searched for the sound, and it seemed to be the direction of Yunqing's private room.

She sneered: "This is their township's treasure. I didn't expect to want to take it back after so much blood. Are they looking down on me or Yunji Pavilion?"

Immediately afterwards, she pressed the bid button and raised her eyebrows to signal to Bubai.

Bubai understood immediately, and shouted in a childish voice: "Lei Ling faction bids five thousand and one high-grade spirit stones."

Only one more high-grade spirit stone than the Yunqing faction, which can be described as a very humiliating price.

The Yunqing faction came this time with an elder who was just injured. He glanced fiercely at the location of Gu Ran's box, and cursed: "I knew that the Leiling faction was a scourge. When my Yunqing faction rises again, I will Make sure to take the Lei Ling faction first!"

He squinted his eyes slightly, and was about to press the bidding button in front of him again, when he heard the sound of hammers coming from the hall three times.

"Sold, the first lot was auctioned by Lei Lingpai with five thousand and one top-grade spirit stones."

"The next thing is the second piece of the auction, the Yuling Divine Sword. Please bid for it."

Hearing this, the elder of the Yunqing faction slapped the table next to him angrily: "God damn Yunji Pavilion! That's the treasure of my Yunqing faction's township faction. Zhou Rusheng humiliated people so much that he was shocked." Lingpai only added one high-grade spirit stone and took it away!"

Different from the exasperation of the elders of the Yunqing faction, more people focused on the second lot.

Their gazes were hot: "That's the treasure of the Yuxu Sect, the Divine Sword of Yuling!"

"The Floating Clouds and Clearing Heart Art just now was taken away with only five thousand and one high-grade spirit stones. Does that mean that everyone has a chance to take pictures of the Divine Sword of Yuling?"

……

The expressions of the casual cultivators were excited, and the minds of the major families and small sects gradually emerged. The treasures of the Yunqing Sect and the Yuxu Sect's Town Sect have all arrived in the hands of Yunji Pavilion, which means that these two sects may have arrived On the occasion of life and death!
Wouldn't it be nice to take pictures of their treasures and then turn around to deal with them? !

All of a sudden, families of various sects and casual cultivators bid enthusiastically.

"I will give out a thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

"I will offer five thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

"I will offer two thousand top-quality spirit stones!"

……

The price has been soaring all the way, only the Leiling faction is quiet, and has not added another kick.

In the private room where the Lei Ling faction was, the second elder was full of thoughts: "Who exactly is asking the price in private room No. [-], and what is his purpose? Is it to drive a wedge between the Lei Ling faction and the Yunqing faction?"

Just as he was thinking, someone knocked on the door of the private room.

A disciple stepped forward to open it and saw that it was the manager of Yunji Pavilion. He was holding a tray in his hand, and on it was Fuyun Qingxin Jue.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and then the steward said respectfully: "This is the Floating Cloud Clearing Heart Art photographed by the Thunder Spirit Sect, and the payment has already been made."

The steward put the tray into the disciple's hand, and immediately withdrew it.

When the Second Elder walked to the door, the passage outside was empty, and there was no trace of the person in charge.

He looked at the tray in his disciple's hands, and became more and more elusive about what the person in private room No. [-] was doing.

"Elder, you said that the person in private room No. [-] is Senior Sister Gu Ran?"

A disciple stood up hesitantly, it was Wu Beibei who had advanced in cultivation.

The second elder was stunned when he heard her conjecture, and then murmured: "After the disciples sent out have lost Gu Ran, the sect has not been able to find a single clue about her until now... surrounded by so many sects... After chasing, she might have..."

As he said that, the second elder shook his head slightly and sighed: "But what you said is also reasonable. After this auction is over, we have to meet the people in private room No. [-] for a while."

"Second Elder, isn't it a bit late after the end? Why don't I go and see who is in private room No. [-] now."

Wu Beibei's eyes were firm, and he rushed out without waiting for the second elder's consent.

The Second Elder wanted to stop it, but he heard the sound of falling hammers in the hall.

"Congratulations, the second auction item, Yuling Divine Sword, was bought by the guest of private room No. [-] with [-] top-quality spirit stones."

Hearing this sentence, the second elder's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the private room was knocked again.

Not surprisingly, this time it was the manager of Yunji Pavilion again, and what he was holding in his hand was the second lot belonging to the Yuxu Sect, the imperial treasure of the Yuxu Sect.

The Lei Ling faction succeeded in attracting another wave of hatred, no matter casual cultivators or aristocratic sects, all looked eagerly at the direction of the Lei Ling faction private room.

(End of this chapter)