immortal mansion

Chapter 434
The two looked at each other, and retracted their gaze in a tacit understanding.

Mo Chen didn't know the other party's purpose of infiltrating here, but there was a high probability that it was the same as his own, and maybe he also had a conspiracy against Shiyun Valley, so he chose to come to auction qualifications.

"The reason is that the location of Shiyun Valley is erratic, and only the Ice Profound Palace has the secret method to determine it."

While Mo Chen was thinking, there were still monks entering the venue one after another, but all of them were monks dressed in the Northern Territory. Their cultivation bases ranged from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul, and most of them were monks in the Golden Core Stage.

This is also the most strange point for him. There are so many monks gathered in such a huge auction venue, and the strength of each of them is extremely different from each other. They did not separate the monks of different realms, but chose to let all the monks participate in the auction at the same time. auction.

At most, the Nascent Soul cultivator has a box to sit in.

Not long after, the door of the venue was slowly closed, and then a bell rang, which also signaled the official start of the auction.

Holding a cup of spiritual tea in his hand, Mo Chen was tasting it one by one.

Different from the common spiritual tea in the southern region, the spiritual tea in the northern region may be used to relieve greasy, so the taste is unusually mellow, and it tastes like an old tea root. It is a novel tea drinking experience.

Perhaps it was grown in the extremely cold northern region. The spiritual tea here is also a bit strange. The thick vegetation aura is actually mixed with traces of ice aura, so drinking it in one sip makes people feel like ice and fire.

"Iced fire tea really lives up to its name." Mo Chen praised secretly.

At the same time, on a high platform ahead, a middle-aged man in a large striped robe was holding an ice-shaped spar with snowflakes constantly in his hand, and introduced the origin of the object to the audience.

"Wanzai ice, this product is produced in the extreme northern cold abyss, and it is possible to mine this kind of material only under the cold abyss of thousands of feet. It can be said to be an extremely rare thing. Although this ice is made of ordinary ice, it After ten thousand years of time, its material has already undergone metamorphosis, and it has become extremely hard and at the same time it has a ten thousand years of cold air that is extremely difficult to get rid of, it is definitely a good material for refining ice magic weapons."

"The base price of this item is [-] spirit stones, and each price increase should not be less than [-]."

After the middle-aged man's voice fell, someone immediately began to bid, and the price increase was not small. It was a direct increase of [-], which immediately scared off many potential competitors.

Mo Chen glanced at the piece of Wanzai Ice, except for a little curiosity, he didn't have any intention of bidding.

"Although Wanzai Ice is good, as the cold air in the material passes, the power of the magic weapon refined will gradually decrease. Unless the owner of the magic weapon is a monk with ice root roots who can replenish it, otherwise the maintenance of this thing in the future will be difficult." It’s also a huge expense.”

Many monks in the field understood this point, so when they saw someone who was determined to win, they all gave up their plans to participate in the auction.

It didn't take long for this piece of Ten Thousand Zai Ice with the size of a human head to be sold at a price of [-] spirit stones.

Seeing that the transaction price was not high, the middle-aged people didn't care at all. The Hanxue Auction was held for three consecutive days and three nights. During this period, there would be a large number of auction items for auction. Heat up the atmosphere of the auction in advance.

Then, he flipped through his hands and took out the same item again.

This time it was a huge ginseng shaped like a horned dragon, and it was being placed in a three-foot-long jade box at the moment. It could be seen that its appearance was very good. There is not even the slightest defect in the roots, so it should be the masterpiece of the herbal master.

"A 500-year-old earth dragon ginseng, which is in good condition. It was picked by Master Wuman half a year ago. I won't say much about its function. Fellow Taoists who need it can bid for it. The starting price is [-] spirits. Shi, each price increase must not..."

Mo Chen watched all this while sipping tea.

At present, most of the things that the auction house puts out are all kinds of elixir and minerals that can be used by the monks of the Jindan stage, and occasionally even one or two top-quality treasures that can be used by the monks of the foundation.

Although these things are good, and it can even be said that each of them is high-quality goods, but for him, a great Nascent Soul cultivator, they are a bit contemptuous, and none of them are useful to him.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen decided to take a walk in Han Xuecheng.

"Anyway, the position is reserved. You don't have to worry about not being able to get in after you go out. It's better to experience the customs of the Northern Territory. Broadening your horizons is beneficial even for Nascent Soul cultivators."

After coming out of the auction house, the streets outside are still full of people. The people in Han Xuecheng seem to celebrate the day of the auction as a festival, so no matter men, women or children, everyone is in high spirits.

"Gudong gudong!" The rugged man from the northern region boldly drank the brown wine in his cup.

There was also a majestic woman dancing beside her. It looked like a variant of the shaman dance. It gave people the feeling of dancing a great god, but she was humming a cool music.

This also made Mo Chen discover a huge difference between the Northern Territory and the Southern Territory, that is, the mortals in the Immortal City who live together with the cultivators seem to be extraordinarily carefree, and they don't seem to be bothered about making a living. look.

There is a feeling of being drunk today.

Walking along the street, Mo Chen found that almost all the people in the Northern Territory were like this.

Even some casual cultivators are in this state.

"Is it created by the cruel environment?" He guessed in his heart.

At this moment, three monks dressed in white suddenly came forward.

From the badges on their chests, it can be seen that these three people should be the elders of Ice Xuan Palace.

The leader was a skinny and tall woman. The clothes on her body were so thin that she didn't seem to be able to keep out the cold. She also exuded a cold air, and there were large snowflakes everywhere she passed.

There were two people left, one with a fat head and big ears, it was hard to imagine that this would appear on an old man, and the other was a middle-aged man with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, with fire flickering on his body, giving people a dangerous aura.

The three of them are all at the Golden Core stage, except for the tall slender woman whose strength is at the late stage, the auras of the other two are all at the Golden Core stage, and the aura of the middle-aged man is still slightly unstable. It seems that he has just been promoted to the middle stage of Jindan not long ago.

Walking towards each other, the tall slender woman looked at Mo Chen, her eyes were calm but with a lingering coldness, and said indifferently: "This fellow Taoist seems to be unfamiliar, where does he come from? What's the matter?" Can you prove your identity?"

Mo Chen didn't expect that he would be interrogated when he came out.

Of course, he didn't have anything to prove his identity. Because he didn't collect the information of the Northern Territory, he couldn't tell the story, so he could only reply in displeasure:
"Why should I verify my identity with you?"

(End of this chapter)