I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 172 The Stolen Auction
The golden-eyed camel is a monster that only exists in the Western Regions.

This kind of monster has a gentle personality and is good at running long distances.

Those monks who live in the desert during the Qi refining period like to use it as a means of transportation the most.

Even a monk in the qi refining period cannot form a bond with the golden-eyed cloud camel. After all, he can fly after the foundation is established, so he won't use it anymore.

After all, there is no difference between a golden-eyed camel and a horse or a donkey.

The monk who set up the stall also understood what Shen Qinglan and the monk meant, so they wanted to buy and eat.

He politely said to Shen Qinglan, "There are also some restaurants in our desert that do sell food made from golden-eyed camel meat, but those are the secret recipes of each family. If we make it ourselves, the taste will be much worse. It is not as good as those little ones. The beast eats it fresh."

Shen Qinglan was a little curious, "How do your restaurants in the desert make this camel meat?"

The monk has eaten it before, "At most, it is eaten roasted and marinated. I have only eaten these two kinds."

The monk said, "Eating too much animal meat is poisonous."

Sure enough, the auction was full of magic tools, elixirs and the like for refining Qi and building foundations.

The monk pulled out a smirk, "Why don't I help Lord Qinglan take a photo of that book of refining experience?"

The people in the audience burst into laughter, and the corners of the monk's mouth twitched.

"Seniors, please come in." A boy in his teens came over to receive them.

He pointed to the shop behind him and the boy in the shop.

Shen Qinglan had already lifted her foot and walked in.

This auction is more like the one that deals with monk storage bags.

There are also some low-level exercises and some miscellaneous notes, which are a bit complicated.

Someone in the audience laughed and said, "As long as you have something to do with refining weapons, you dare to mention the Gongsun family!"

Shen Qinglan didn't even have the slightest interest in taking pictures of a few things, just when she was about to get up and leave.

The auction price for this miscellaneous note is very low, but there are still no bids.

It was indeed a small auction, but there were hundreds of people, most of whom were monks in the Qi refining and foundation building stages.

The Amitabha Temple has great influence in the Western Regions, who would dare to sell a golden-eyed camel at a high price in front of the disciples of the Amitabha Temple?
After clearing the money and goods, Shen Qinglan continued to browse the stalls, "Is there any way for that fellow Taoist to return to the desert?"

The monk gave Shen Qinglan the look of what crazy words are you talking about.

"Thank you, senior." The stall owner felt a little real when he got the spirit stone.

She wants to eat a roasted camel, the kind that roasts a whole one.

There are also special flying magic weapons among their various sects.

Shen Qinglan and the two found a place to sit down.

Shen Qinglan saw the sign at the door, "Auction?"

Shen Qinglan asked him, "Monk, take out your talisman-making experience and take a picture, maybe it will be a windfall!"

The man sold the camel, and it would be faster to go back with Hua Lingshi sitting on the magic weapon.

The monk nodded, "There is nothing good about this kind of small auction."

The two were brought into the inner hall.

This cold voice was naturally Wukong's younger brother Wuxin.

In the middle of her words, the annoying monk asked, "And what?"

I don't want to sell it to shops at a low price, and I will clean it up every once in a while, no matter whether it is done in the right way or in other ways, no one will hold it accountable.

Being able to ride a camel from the desert to Mituosifang City is probably a poor casual cultivator who can't bear the travel expenses.

"Fellow Daoist, can you sell this golden-eyed camel to me? I'll give you three times as many spirit stones!" Shen Qinglan finally couldn't help but speak.

There were no other people around her, but it was indeed a question.

The monk laughed, "So I can't eat too much, but the food made by that shop is really delicious. I heard that the old stew is hundreds of years old."

Shen Qinglan made a starting bid, and the miscellaneous diary would belong to her.

"It's not bad, it only takes less than a day to arrange it like this, can you do it?"

Shen Qinglan put the miscellaneous journal into the storage bag, "Okay, it's time to say goodbye."

The monk was a little dazed, and finally saw that the monk didn't seem displeased, so he replied, "Then, then sell it to senior."

"When I hear the desert, I feel desolate. When I think of desolation, I feel that it is inconvenient to walk."

"And you're still Wukong."

"What kind of barren land do you think our Western Regions are?"

Monk Wukong sighed, "You have come out a lot recently."

"I can see something." It was a voice that was a little colder than Monk Wukong's, but it also came from the monk's mouth.

The monk sighed, "I said nothing good, those outlander monks who came to the desert for the first time to practice, don't know how powerful the desert is."

Good guy, is it really Sand Pirates selling stolen goods?

The two had already walked out of the shop, and the boy warmly greeted them to come back next time.

Seeing that there were still people walking in, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but want to go in and take a look, "Let's go in and take a look, in case the opportunity is right in front of us, don't let you miss it."

The monk replied to her, "It means that this thing is destined for you, you should study hard."

Monk Wukong said angrily, "Brother Wuzhi is also true, but this is too fake!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Go! Take care!"

……

"Hehe, this is the first time I have experienced such a simple auction."

The monk looked at Shen Qinglan's leaving back, "Did you say she found out?"

It's hard to see Jindan, let alone Nascent Soul cultivator.

The exit of Fangshi is in front, Shen Qinglan patted the monk, "I hope that when I see you next time, you will already be a golden elixir. And..."

The two strolled and chatted all the way, until they reached the door of a shop, and people kept going in, it was very lively.

Not great, but better than the usual small shops.

She sent a voice transmission to the monk, "This is a bit like selling stolen goods."

The monk muttered next to her, "There is nothing good about this posture."

Shen Qinglan looked at him and replied, "Shut up and stop talking nonsense."

Someone else agreed, "Will there be a copy of Puyu's disciple's experience in making talismans later!"

I wanted to eat in my previous life, it was too far away!

The foundation-building auctioneer on the stage said, "This is a miscellaneous book about weapon refining. It is rumored that it was obtained from the descendants of the Gongsun family of the tool refining family. In addition to some experience in refining tools, there are also some If you have a fellow Taoist who studies weapon refining, you should take it back and have a look at it."

Monk:  …

Shen Qinglan paid for the spirit stone, and with a slap on the golden-eyed camel's head, it immediately stopped breathing, and Shen Qinglan put it in a storage bag.

Shen Qinglan raised her hand to stop, "No, I'll take pictures myself!"

He stood at the door of the shop in silence for a long time.

Until Wu Xin spoke again, "We are like this auction, what is real and what is fake? Who can tell the difference between the real and the fake?"
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"Aww." The fast-flying little wolf raised his own doubts. It felt that there was something wrong with the monk.

Shen Qinglan on the wolf's back was also silent for a while, and she didn't know that the monk had a problem, even if the tone of speech was the same, and the habits of movements were the same, but the eyes could not deceive anyone.

Sometimes it's him, sometimes it's not him!

And that auction, what does the monk want to do?
(End of this chapter)