Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 125 Extreme Ocean Building

Don't forget, Fang Xieying saw it with her own eyes, and was taken away by two unfathomable monks.

Let's not talk about whether he is dead or alive, but he will never appear in Beihai in such a grand manner.

Even so, he felt from the bottom of his heart that Fang Xieying was doomed. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, facing two unscrupulous evil cultivators, had a very low probability of being able to survive.

Xue Leng is absolutely sure of this!
"But where did Fang Xieying on the list come from?"

Xue Leng also studied women in palace costumes, and injected mana into "The Legend of a Thousand Pride of the North Sea".

Fang Xieying's name was still bright, without any sign of dimming.

Obviously, the other party is a living person.

The huge shock in Xue Leng's heart can be imagined!

This person must be a counterfeit, the real Fang Xieying, even if he is not dead, with his poor strength, can he still enter the top ten of the "Cultivation Ranking"?
It's almost the same as entering the "Evil List"!
"What the hell!"

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Xue Leng remembered something, and immediately opened his eyes wide, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Could it be that Fang Xieying was taken away by someone? Or was it made into a living puppet and controlled?"

"Speaking of which, the state of that black-robed grotesque was indeed a little bit wrong... and that big man suspected of being a monster..."

In an instant, Xue Leng thought about the general situation of the matter clearly.

After pondering for a while, I suppressed my ups and downs, and then scrolled down.

Sure enough, on the "Cultivation List", I found Gong Yu, one of the three young sect masters of Jiugongmen who had just found fault. He was ranked No. 70 in the "Cultivation List". He is a cunning and ruthless character.

"Miya Yu?"

Xue Leng sneered, but didn't take it to heart.

Continue scrolling down.

Surprisingly, at the bottom of the "Cultivation List", Xue Leng suddenly found his name.

Xue Leng, a disciple of Tianfu Pavilion, has a mid-stage cultivation base, has a secretive whereabouts, is good at using talismans, acts fiercely and decisively, and ranks the [-]th in the "Cultivation List".

Regarding the introduction, there are only some simple statements, and some are even deliberately cryptic.

Others are not stupid, if you understand everything, you won't buy information from them.What kind of money is spent, what kind of information can only be obtained, this is the true nature of a businessman.

"The last place in the ranking is really..."

Xue Leng sighed in his heart, he was the last one in the "Cultivation Ranking", and he didn't know whether he should be happy or ashamed.

Immediately, I looked through the "Human Slaughter List", and Yan Hui was impressively included, and the ranking was not bad, No. 70. It seems that during this period of time, Yan Hui has not killed less people, and they are all murdered by evil spirits.

After a stick of incense.

After closing "The Legend of a Thousand Beauties of the North Sea", Xue Leng put it into the storage bag for the time being. Now time is limited, and he will study it carefully when he has a chance in the future.

The lady in palace costume who has made a deal is in a very good mood. She thinks she is well-informed, and she confidently concludes that Xue Leng is a rich master.

Moreover, Xue Leng was not in a hurry to leave after buying the books. He must have something else to ask for. After a knowing smile, the woman in palace costume immediately said:

"Senior came to Extreme Sea Tower, do you intend to participate in the auction?"

"Extreme Sea Building, auction?"

Xue Leng murmured, was slightly surprised, and subconsciously nodded.

Most of this extremely sea building is a monk from the North Sea, a representative of a force pushed in front of the screen, and it is specially used to make money.

Unexpectedly, in such a small place, there will be an auction. After being surprised, Xue Leng secretly looked forward to it.

Previously, he exchanged three Buddha bone pills for a shroud, which put Xue Leng in a good mood. Obviously, the things auctioned at this auction can't be bad.

"Okay, senior, please follow me first!"

After smiling at Xue Leng, the lady in court costume led Xue Leng up the stairs.

After leading him to a relatively secluded small living room on the third floor, he poured a cup of fairy tea for Xue Leng, placed some spiritual fruits, and then said again:

"Senior, please wait here for a while, I will inform the steward in charge of the auction, and he will receive you!"

"Ok!"

After Xue Leng responded, the woman in palace costume left.

After the door was led by the woman in palace attire, Xue Leng picked up the fairy tea on the table and tasted it carefully.

At the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a flicker of soul in his eyes, and he carefully looked at the situation in this room.

"That's right, it seems that there is indeed something in Jihai Building. There are 26 restrictions in such a small room, and ten of them are used for sound insulation and isolation from spiritual exploration."

Being in so many restrictions, Xue Leng not only did not have any fear, but smiled heartily, and was even more anticipating this trip in his heart. At this moment, the door of the reception room creaked, was pushed away.

It was an old man who entered the door, with gray hair and many mottled old people's lines on his face, but this man's eyes did not feel cloudy at all, but were piercing.

The old man was dressed casually in Tsing Yi.

After entering the door, feeling the strong corpse aura, he was taken aback for a moment, and then turned his eyes to Xue Leng.

"This fellow Taoist must be a high-ranking apprentice in Tianshi Valley?"

The old man smiled like a chrysanthemum, and when he came for business, he naturally greeted the guests with a smile, and he was the first to say hello.

Nodding his head, Xue Leng smiled lightly, as a greeting.

This old man gave him a very dangerous feeling. Although this person's superficial cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, he felt that this person might not be that simple.

Therefore, I can't help but be more cautious in speech.

The old man smiled and introduced himself.

"This is a deacon in charge of Jihai Tower. My surname is Shang. Everyone who participates in the auction needs to briefly verify their identity, so as to prevent any troublemaker from mixing into the auction house and breaking the rules. "

"On this point, fellow daoist, please forgive me."

"Does Fellow Daoist want to participate in today's auction?"

"I don't know if you want to auction the treasure, or just participate in the auction?"

The old man said so much in one breath, Xue Leng was a little impatient, and replied in a deep voice.

"I want to participate in the auction, and I also want to auction something."

"Oh?"

The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly said:
"Fellow daoist, please take out the treasure and show it to the little old man first. The restriction here has been lifted, and no one can use their spiritual sense to find out the conversation between you and me. Please rest assured, fellow daoist."

Xue Leng nodded, took out a round corpse pill from the storage bag, and put it on the table.

This pill was dug out from the storage bag of Master Qianlang.

It doesn't look like a panacea, it's very evil.

From a certain level, it is very similar to the Essence Blood Pill he once refined, and it should be a type of medicine.

The sequelae of this kind of elixir are generally very huge, Xue Leng is naturally unwilling to try it lightly.

And this time, it is undoubtedly the most suitable pill for those who can put it up for auction and get into the eyes of the opponent.

After all, it is something in the hands of Daoist Jiedan, no matter how low the value is, it will not be so low.

The old man picked up the pill with two fingers, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, there was a strange pattern of flesh and blood on the corpse pill, like the blood vessels of the pill, mysterious and energetic.

The old man was startled, and immediately put the pill under the tip of his nose and smelled it, and immediately showed a hint of joy.

"That's right, this is a third-order Blood Fiend Pill! Its medicinal properties are yin, and it is suitable for those who practice the ghost way to advance and break through bottlenecks. Moreover, if this pill is given to ghosts of the Yin Division, the effect may be doubled! May I ask fellow Daoist, how many such pills do you have?"

Xue Leng was surprised.

He didn't expect that the old man in front of him was so knowledgeable that he could see the effect of the pill at a glance.

Moreover, the old man is very measured in his speech, he doesn't ask the name of the elixir, he doesn't ask the origin of the elixir, he only asks how much you want to sell, and his professional ethics is very strict.

This point made Xue Leng have a high opinion of the power of Jihailou. At least in terms of reputation, it is still worthy of praise.

"Only one!"

Xue Leng's expression did not change, and there was a little regret in his tone.

"Oh, that's a pity. If there are ten pills, this mysterious ancient pill will definitely be the finale of the auction."

The tone of the old man was also very regretful, but the joy on his face remained undiminished. He sighed and continued:
"Then this pill, the little old man will put it away first, and sell this pill at the auction later, and this pavilion will charge [-]% of the auction fee."

"Also, if a fellow daoist sees a treasure he likes at the auction, he can also bid it first, and finally settle it with the little old man.

Please keep this token, only the person who holds this token is eligible to enter the auction venue. "

Xue Leng took the token, which was made of white nanmu, with the two ancient characters of Jihai written on it, and a number engraved on the back, 280.

Putting the token into the storage bag, Xue Leng asked:
"There is one thing, I want to ask if your building can do it?"

The old man surnamed Shang said: "Oh? Fellow Daoist, please tell me."

Xue Leng said: "I don't know if your Jihai Tower has a large teleportation array, the one that can directly teleport out of Beihai. I want to leave Beihai for some business in a few days. I hope I can borrow the teleportation array of your building, which can save a lot of money." time."

Xue Leng is just guessing at this point. After all, forces like Jihailou, as long as they do business, they only care about how much they pay.

One of the purposes of Xue Leng's coming out this time was to arrange a way out for himself.

Hence the question.

But the answer given to him by the old man surnamed Shang made Xue Leng's heart skip a beat.

There is a teleportation formation, but the price of a teleportation is relatively expensive, and it needs to be verified by the real person Jiedan of the True Spirit Sect. People on the "Evil List" will not be teleported.

"True Spirit Sect..."

After thinking about it, Xue Leng gave up this idea. It is obviously impossible to play tricks under the nose of others.

After the old man left, the woman in palace attire who was leading him opened the door again and led him to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is a huge auction venue, and the auction is held here.

While walking, Xue Leng had a brief chat with the lady in palace costume, and learned that the auction will be held once a month. Today is a coincidence. This month's small meeting happens to be today.

After walking to the fourth floor and handing over the token, Xue Leng was allowed to enter the auction on the fourth floor.

The space on the fourth floor is very large, Xue Leng was a latecomer, and under the guidance of a woman in palace attire, he found a relatively remote place to sit down.

The position was chosen by Xue Leng himself, and the purpose was naturally not to be too conspicuous.

During the waiting time, Xue Leng looked around first.

There are no windows, a fully enclosed shape, and the walls are all soundproof and defensive. There are only a few dim glare stones lighting up, which seems to be deliberately creating a special atmosphere.

However, the facilities in the venue are quite simple, just dozens of rows of more expensive spiritual wood chairs, and in front of all the chairs, there is a huge semi-curved stone platform about one meter high, where The lighting is sufficient, it should be the place to host the auction.

The monks, in twos and threes, came to take their seats one after another, led by women in palace attire.

Xue Leng looked around.

Most of the people who came to this auction were in the foundation building stage.

There are very few monks in the qi training period, but none in the alchemy period.

It seems that this auction is mainly aimed at foundation monks.

A small part of the people who came were from the city that never sleeps, but none of them knew each other. It was so good that Xue Leng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of the rest of the people came from various islands in the North Sea. There were all kinds of people, but in general, they were all a dozen or so islands that were relatively close to the city that never sleeps. If they were farther away, it would be difficult to reach out so far.

But they have a common characteristic, that is, the aura emanating from each of them is very mixed, and it seems to be contaminated with a lot of evil spirit.

From the looks of it, most of these people are not kind people.

Personnel were still coming in, and during this period, there was no one who could attract Xue Leng's attention. However, just before the beginning, three people broke in suddenly, making Xue Leng's face darken.

Gong Yu in nine palace robes!

This guy actually chased him into the auction venue!
"It really lingers!"

Xue Leng's eyes gradually turned cold.

After entering the auction site, Gong Yu looked around and stopped for a few seconds on several late-stage foundation-establishment monks.

After being surprised for a while, he locked his eyes on Xue Leng, his eyes were cold and vicious, and the corners of his mouth were grinning, obviously planning something in his heart.

Xue Leng sneered, this kid had better not mess with him, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

He has a lot of lives in his hands, so he doesn't care if he has one more.

It was the latter, after giving Xue Leng a ferocious smile, he immediately found a place not too far away from him and sat down.

This move is obviously to monitor Xue Leng, for fear that he will slip away halfway.

Xue Leng naturally knew the real purpose of Gong Yu, didn't he just want to do something to kill people and seize treasures.

But being so blatant and blatant surprised him, obviously the other party did it on purpose.

I do this kind of thing a lot on weekdays, the purpose is to let myself feel the mental torture of death approaching.

At this, Xue Leng almost didn't laugh in his heart.

This Gong Yu seems to have a good plan, but don't steal the chicken and lose the rice, it will be your life if you catch it!
After that, the number of people entering the venue became less and less. After the several deacons in white at the gate looked at each other, they "bang" and closed the gate of the auction venue on the fourth floor.

Then, after three loud "boom, boom, boom" bells sounded on the large auction platform in front, the auction began.

(End of this chapter)