Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 141 The Big Auction

Three years later.

As the ten-year-old auction of Baize Immortal City approaches, the flow of people in the Immortal City has increased significantly.

Even various private exchanges are going on in full swing, the frequency is much higher than before.

Fang Xi also took advantage of this rare opportunity to sell all the eye-catching thieves, and the number of spirit stones in the storage bag increased to [-]!

Fang Xi, who finished processing the harvest, was in a good mood. She went to the casual repair stall area and looked at the stalls one by one.

Although he has never picked up on mistakes, people always have dreams, maybe they will come true!

"The high-grade magic weapon is sold cheap..."

"The specialty products of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, come and take a look..."

"Excellent talisman, the best high-quality talisman!"

……

Looking all the way down, Fang Xi found helplessly that she didn't have that fate!

He has dabbled in the four arts of cultivating immortals, and coupled with his spiritual sense, he can basically identify the value of the items on the booth at a glance.

Then I came to a conclusion that there is basically no possibility of missing something!

"The reason why picking up leaks can become a legend is precisely because it is extremely rare, extremely rare..."

"Forget it, I'd better go to the auction to shop at high prices honestly..."

Fang Xi was about to leave.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he stopped at a talisman booth.

"This fellow Taoist wants to buy talismans? The ones here are all high-quality goods!"

Behind the booth, an old woman in her fifties made a sales pitch.

"It's good..."

Fang Xi picked up a 'Cold Wind Talisman', felt the thick and crisp touch of the paper, and the rounded strokes on it. There was no doubt that this was a high-quality talisman!
"What's the price?"

"First-tier top-grade cold wind talisman, which can summon cold wind and freeze enemies. It is a range-type attack. The price is 25 spirit stones!"

The old lady quoted the price skillfully.

Her temples are frosty white, and there are deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but from the facial features, she can faintly see the beauty of her youth.

"If the customer purchases more than five tickets, there will be a discount!"

Seeing Fang Xi take out the spirit stone, the old woman hurriedly added with a smile, which was a little flattering.

"Time is really a butcher's knife..."

Fang Xi watched this scene, but felt emotional in her heart: "Fairy Lu Zhi, who was hot in Qingzhushanfang City back then, has become so philistine now..."

Yes, Fang Xi has already recognized it.

The woman who set up a stall to sell talismans turned out to be Lu Zhi, the widow of the talisman master Chen Ping pursued so hard!
"The old friend met, but Fairy Lu didn't seem to recognize me..."

Fang Xi suddenly chuckled.

He came out this time to go shopping, not to sell stolen goods, so he didn't open Taoist Mu's vest, but his real identity.

"Ok?"

Lu Zhi raised his head suddenly, looking at the young man who looked like an orchid orchid and jade tree, his eyes were a little suspicious.

This face was indeed somewhat familiar to her, and the strong memory of the immortal cultivator finally made her find the source of this familiarity from the numbness: "Are you...that spirit farmer...in Qingzhushanfang City?"

"Exactly, after a long time, how is fellow Daoist Lu?"

Fang Xi asked with a smile.

Lu Zhi suddenly felt a little ashamed.

I have spent many years, and now I am still in the sixth level of Qi refining, and I am old and pale, but the young man in front of me is not old, and his cultivation is even higher than hers, and he has entered the late stage of Qi refining!

This can't help but make Lu Zhi feel a little bit more about the vicissitudes of life.

"Ah...it's okay."

At this time, there seemed to be thousands of words in her chest, but in the end it could only be turned into a sigh.

"Oh, I don't know how fellow Daoist Chen Ping is? Back then when the city was in chaos, I could only run for my life in a hurry, and I don't know the whereabouts of others..."

Fang Xi had a regretful expression.

"Yes, you are also old Chen's friend...he is now..."

The bitterness on Lu Zhi's face was even worse: "It's okay, but I have important things to do, so I can't go out..."

'oh?It seems that the relationship between Lu Zhi and Chen Ping is pretty good. Don't you know the truth about the blood sacrifice to open the spirit body back then? '

Fang Xi heard it, but her heart moved.

"As for Chen Ping's friends, Master Jiuxuan has long passed his life and passed away, but Di Qi failed to escape the catastrophe and died in the chaos of Fangshi..."

Lu Zhi actually knew the news about Chen Ping's cronies, which made Fang Xi's heart throbbing.

Master Jiuxuan was lucky, he was able to escape the chaos in Fangshi, but he couldn't escape the limit of longevity.

And Di Qi was even worse, he fell directly into the chaos of Fangshi, and he didn't know if he was affected by Chi Yu, or because of his own greed...

"Alas...after decades of cultivating immortality, the old man is half withered."

Fang Xi sighed, and said to Lu Zhi: "I will see Brother Chen sometime, please send my regards."

"mother……"

At this time, a tall black-clothed man came over, his cultivation had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, with a faint evil spirit on his body, he glared at Fang Xi: "Who is this person?"

"It's a former friend of my mother's..."

Lu Zhi shook her head, not wanting to say more: "Did you send the materials to your mother?"

"Of course, they're all here!" The black-clothed male cultivator quickly took out the storage bag.

……

evening.

The casual cultivators who set up stalls closed their stalls one after another, ready to go back to meditate and practice.

Lu Zhi also put the talisman into the storage bag and walked very slowly. When he walked into an alley, he saw Fang Xi.

"You Daoist Lu's words in the daytime seem to have unfinished meaning?"

Fang Xi embraced her hands, as if she had been waiting here for a long time.

Lu Zhi looked around and found no one, so he took a few steps forward and lowered his voice: "Chen Ping said that you are his friend, so I will believe you once...Chen Ping is in a very bad situation now, imprisoned in a certain At this place, talismans are drawn day and night, and the lifespan is greatly damaged, and the deadline is only two years..."

Fang Xi was not surprised at this point.

After all, Chen Ping is a spirit body of a blood talisman, and he was born to fit the Tao. Maybe at this time, his talisman art cultivation base has been promoted to the second level, and he is really an excellent tool man!

When you meet a big family, you will definitely squeeze it to death!

"But Aoba Xu's family?"

he guessed.

Qingye Xu Family, the power behind the Mingqing Pavilion, Fairy Yunmeng also belonged to this power back then.

On the whole, the possibility of imprisoning Chen Ping is the greatest.

"you know?!"

Lu Zhi was taken aback.

"It's a little guesswork, but it's a pity that I'm not strong enough, but I can't save this old friend..."

Fang Xi sighed, turned and left.

He was waiting here just to ask his old friend what was going on.

Chen Ping treated him pretty well back then, if he could, he certainly wouldn't mind helping.

But... the current him has not yet established his foundation.

And the Aoba Xu family is a foundation establishment force, the gap between the two parties is too big, he can only say sorry...

Lu Zhi looked at Fang Xi's leaving back, but didn't complain, just sighed faintly.

Even though she is a cultivator, she has experienced all kinds of powerless things. This is also the helplessness of life...

……

"According to his age, Chen Ping is a bit older than me. He spent 30 years of his lifespan in order to upgrade the forbidden talisman. Now that 30 years have passed, he should be only an octogenarian..."

"The limit for a monk in the Qi refining period is two Jiazi, that is, about 120 years. Why is it suddenly impossible?"

"Oh, I forgot that if the Xu family can persecute him once, they can persecute him a second time... Could it be that they also forced Chen Ping to upgrade some kind of special talisman, which has caused his lifespan to be almost exhausted?"

Fang Xi couldn't help but feel chilled by the methods of these foundation-building families.

This is completely blowing the tool man to the bone and sucking the marrow!

Yanliu Lane.

"Fang Daoyou, great joy!"

When Fang Xi came to the door, Su Lie happened to see it, and immediately stepped forward: "Didn't you ask me to inquire about the exchange meeting? I inquired about one, which was held in a teahouse, and there might be 'Bi Lingye' for sale...Of course, the seller It is said that if the bid is not satisfactory, it will be sent to the big auction.”

"Thank you fellow daoist, please lead the way, let me meet the seller first!"

Fang Xi was also overjoyed and directly clasped her fists.

In the past three years, he has not had a single harvest. In a large business firm, he once bought ten drops of 'Bi Ling Ye' and a 200-year-old 'Hualong Ginseng' as a 'Wood Taoist'.

However, the more supplementary medicine reserves of Zhuji Dan, the better, naturally, this cannot be given up.

Immediately, he followed Su Lie to the exchange meeting and found the seller.

After some secret talks, Fang Xi paid the spirit stone that satisfied the other party, and got a small half bottle of 'Bi Ling Ye'.

'Well, the Bilingual Liquid is almost ready, only the Hualong Ginseng is still short of its share! '

Fang Xi, who was waiting for the big auction, was secretly happy.

He only collects auxiliary materials, which is naturally much easier and less noticeable than those monks who are struggling to find the second-level demon pills.

"Actually, if I exchange it with a second-order demon pill, I can get all the auxiliary materials in an instant..."

'Nevertheless...it's too eye-catching. '

Fang Xi's plan to kill monsters and get pills has been in the process of being perfected, just waiting for the big auction!
……

After January.

Fang Xi's incarnation of 'Wood Taoist' walked into the inner city and came to the big auction venue at the foot of Baifeng Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, what you are holding is an invitation to a private room, please follow me!"

A smiling maid invited Fang Xi to the second floor of the venue.

There are many volley stands here, overlooking the entire auction venue.

"In the box, the privacy of the guests is absolutely kept secret, and after the guests take pictures of the collection, they can directly order someone to send it to the box for trading..."

The maid walked while introducing the facilities and rules of the auction venue.

"Not bad... quite humane."

Fang Xi nodded, this Bai Ze Xiancheng is still very considerate of customers.

He sat on the chair in the box and quietly waited for the auction to start.

After half an hour, most of the seats on the first floor were filled.

Amidst the sound of a loud gong, a middle-aged monk who walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger, wearing a purple robe, with a round face and a slightly plump face, looked very rich and friendly, but his eyes were like a deep pool, and he was not angry and majestic.

"It turned out to be this person who hosted it?"

There was some commotion in the venue.

"The Eighteenth Disciple of Master Baifeng—Ouyang Zhen?!"

Fang Xi looked at this person with some anticipation.

This disciple of the ancestor of the alchemy, whose cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation establishment, can be called a coercion of the audience!

"Thank you for coming to join us, this big auction starts now!"

Ouyang Zhen's voice rang in the ears of every monk at the scene: "The first lot - the middle-grade spiritual weapon 'Biyun Wuyanluo', which can protect the body, fly away, trap people, attack... the starting price One thousand two hundred spirit stones!"

(End of this chapter)