Taoist students

Chapter 468 Trading Conference
Hearing this, Ling Yi was taken aback, and then looked at him with a look that made Dongfang Mo feel uncomfortable, and said with an evil smile:

"Brother Dongfang, Xiaosheng can sincerely warn you that you'd better not have any communication with Fairy Nether. If the place where I was waiting for teleportation was not the closest to this island, Xiaosheng would never have chosen to come to Nether Island."

"Why is this?"

Seeing that Ling Yi seemed to be extremely afraid of the Nether Fairy, Dongfang Mo was very puzzled.

"Hey hey, Brother Dongfang will know about it in the future." After Ling Yi left an inexplicable sentence, he left with Xia Qingyi, leaving only Dongfang Mo who was confused.

Dongfang Mo carefully analyzed the meaning of Ling Yi's words, but he couldn't figure out the reason from the beginning to the end.Then he curled his lips, turned back to the stone house, and closed the door tightly.

……

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

On this day, Dongfang Mo, Ling Yi, who was wearing a mask, and Xia Qingyi, who was wearing a long palace dress and a cloak on his head, walked together on the streets of Nether Island crowded shoulder to shoulder.

After this woman and Ling Yi left that day, they really found the monk who knew alchemy.The two spent a lot of money to get some pills from him that could temporarily delay the outbreak of bitterness.

It's only been two months, even though the bitterness has been suppressed for a while, the mana in Ling Yi's body has been completely reduced to the level of the Qi refining period.And when all his magic power disappeared, then the bitterness would erupt, and his physical body would be gradually corroded.

Fortunately, the auction is now open. If he can find some miraculous heaven and earth elixir and cooperate with the method of medicinal bath, he may be able to relieve the bitterness on his body. This is the only way he can think of at present.

What's worth mentioning is that because of the war in the Eastern Region, many casual cultivators rushed to the East China Sea in the past two months.The number of people on Nether Island is more than double that of two months ago.

The three followed the crowd and walked forward. They learned that the auction of Nether Island was held in a huge underground palace.The existence of the underground palace is naturally to prevent people with evil intentions from making trouble at the auction and causing troubles.

What surprised Dongfang Mo was that this auction was completely different from the Blood Clan Auctions and Moyang Auctions he had experienced in the past.

Strictly speaking, this auction should not be called an auction. It would be more appropriate to call it an exchange conference.

Because everyone who comes here can come up to the stage as the main auctioneer and publicly show the things they want to auction.During this period, set the price yourself, and even specify an exchange for something.

Dongfang Mo had never heard of this kind of auction method, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this method actually had certain merits.

It's just that when he learned that everyone who entered the auction had to pay [-] spirit stones, he began to despise the Nether Fairy's actions.

Although she won't draw a certain share of Lingshi from it like a normal auction, but doing so seems to be more ruthless.

The three of them soon arrived at the entrance of the underground palace, and after paying [-] spirit stones, they stepped inside.

Like most auction venues, the underground palace is equipped with a certain formation, and its area is larger than it looks from the outside, and it can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people.

There are already a sea of ​​people here, and more than half of them are foundation-building monks, and the second half are at the alchemy realm.There are also monks in the Infant Transformation Realm, but the number is very small. Dongfang Mo looked around and only felt the unfathomable aura of three or five people.

But what caught his attention the most was the five circular stone platforms in the middle of the underground palace.Apart from these five stone platforms, there is nothing else in the underground palace, not even a place to sit.So everyone present, regardless of their cultivation level, all stood up.

The arrival of Dongfang Mo and the others did not attract anyone's attention, and they were quickly submerged in the crowd.

The three of them came and stood between the two stone platforms. At this moment, a repulsive force emanated from Dongfang Mo's body, blocking the approaching people three feet away from them.

Many people turned around and glared at him, but Dongfang Mo didn't even take a second look at everyone's gaze.As long as he is not a monk in the Infant Transformation Realm, he is not afraid of offending others.Because here, being low-key doesn't work, so it's better to be more public.

Next, the three of them looked up at the two stone platforms not far apart.

On the stone platform, there were already two monks in the alchemy realm eagerly standing on it.One of them was a man in a black robe, and the other was a young man with an ordinary appearance.

"I have a mid-level magic weapon in my hands. This thing is called the Kirin Spear. It was used by an elder of the Zhao family who was transformed into an infant. After the elder of the Zhao family was seriously injured that day, he was besieged and killed by more than ten people including me. I got it by chance. This treasure. Not much nonsense, only spirit stones are accepted, no equivalent exchange is accepted, the reserve price is 40, fellow daoists, let’s start.”

I saw the black-robed man on the stone platform on the left, first waved a strangely shaped long spear in his hand, and after demonstrating the power of this thing, he spoke loudly, his words were full of domineering.

When Dongfang Mo heard the word Zhao family, he immediately thought of Zhao Wuji.Unexpectedly, this person dared to say without hesitation that the unicorn gun was made by an elder of the Zhao family who had transformed into an infant, and even told the story of the elder being besieged and killed, which really made Dongfang Mo pinch A sweat.

If you dare to say this kind of thing in the Eastern Region and let the people of the Zhao family know, I'm afraid they won't know how they died.

"45."

……

"48."

……

And as his words fell, there was a sound of bidding from below.

After all, when the black-robed man used his long spear before, everyone did feel a terrifying oppression, and it was undoubtedly an intermediate-level magic weapon.

Dongfang Mo was not interested in this object, so he turned his attention to the young man on another stone platform.

And what this person took out was a black iron ore the size of a fist.

"A piece of deep-sea threaded iron can be used as the main material for refining magic weapons. Only spirit stones are accepted, and other things are not accepted. The price is [-] yuan. Let's start..."

What this person took out was obviously not comparable to the black-robed man's unicorn gun.However, there were still quite a few people bidding loudly, and there was no silence.

When Dongfang Mo looked at the other three stone platforms farther away, he found that the things these people took out were rare treasures in ordinary times, and they were indeed attractive.And most of them only want spirit stones and don't accept other things.

Just as he was amazed, an old voice suddenly sounded that moved Xia Qingyi and Ling Yi's expressions.

"One thousand and three hundred years old Qingluo flower..."

(End of this chapter)