Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 45 Bloodline Slate

Under the moonless night sky.

But there was a thicker fog than in the morning on Jiuye Mountain.

It wasn't until Su Ping walked into the fog with the wooden sign that he felt the fog around him suddenly roll.

Then a puff of water vapor formed a floating platform under the feet, and took Su Ping directly to the top of the mountain.

It is different from Fangshi, which is located on the mountainside.

There is only one courtyard on the top of the mountain that looks simple and simple.

As Su Ping landed at the door, an old acquaintance, the old monk sitting in Yunbao Tower, came to greet him.

The old monk recognized Su Ping, but he didn't say anything, but whispered when handing over the wooden sign:
"This fellow daoist, please come in. Let's take a look at the Yun family's inventory first, and then hold the Yun family's auction first."

"Afterwards, the Yun family will be the guarantor and provide a quiet room for everyone to communicate."

"Fellow Daoists, please rest assured that the cloud formation in Jiuyefang City is fully operational, and everyone's privacy and safety can be guaranteed."

Su Ping nodded slightly, noncommittal about the Yun family's guarantee.

He entered the main room of the courtyard, and saw several people sitting around the big round table.

One of them, if I didn't guess wrong, seems to be the Luofu master?
Although this old Xiu was wearing a mask, he was still wearing the magic robe he had seen last time.

In addition, the smell of rouge and gouache on his body has not changed since Lingshu Xiaobai smelled it.

Su Ping secretly shook his head in his heart.

The fairy gate has been peaceful for too long, so that this kind of old monk who has made decades of spiritual stones with peace of mind by relying on talismans has lost his cautious heart.

Slowly drank the good tea and waited for a while.

After a few more monks with extraordinary bearing came to the courtyard, the gate was closed, and a mist enveloped the courtyard.

Then a monk in the late stage of Qi training entered the main room from the corridor, and bowed to the participating monks with his hands folded.

"Old Yunyuan, the current grand elder of the Yun family!"

"At the same time, he is also the third deacon of the agricultural affairs hall of the outer gate of Xianmen."

"This time I was entrusted by the family to come here to serve as the host of the Yun family. If there is anything missing, I hope you will understand."

Yun Yuan quickly came to the front seat, and after scanning the crowd who came to the meeting, he took out the storage bag marked No. [-] and put it on the table:

"300 years of mid-grade asparagus, the base price is 100 spirit stones..."

Su Ping had already read the catalog, and he was not interested in the original Lingzhi.

He is not proficient in alchemy, nor does he know the art of spiritual planting.

And those who want to buy these are usually outside monks with other immortal cultivating family backgrounds.

Su Ping hated trouble and disdain to compete with them for these useless things.

"coming!"

As the auction process was halfway through, Su Ping straightened up suddenly, and looked at the storage bag Yun Yuan took out.

"The bloodline slate, my Yun family's one, was obtained by our ancestor a hundred years ago, and it can identify [-] kinds of spirit bodies."

Yun Yuan paused before continuing:

"This thing is a must-have for monks who are interested in forming a family of cultivators."

"With this bloodline slate, we can know in advance whether the younger generation has a natural spiritual body, so we can focus on training."

"Requires spirit stones to activate, and each spirit stone can be detected a hundred times."

"The blood of up to 100 people can be tested at a time."

"In addition, a copy of the Jade Slips explaining the spirit body explained by the ancestors of my Yun family are attached."

"The reserve price... 200 spirit stones!"

Su Ping stared at the storage bag, recalling the relevant knowledge of the recent tutoring in his mind.

Magical artifacts that can accurately detect the quality of spiritual roots have always been strictly controlled by the Xianmen. Even the Xiuxian family has never heard of anyone publicly stating that they have similar magical artifacts.

Those cultivating families turned to the next best thing, and chose bloodstone slabs and other similar instruments that can detect spiritual objects.

Most of those with spiritual roots have no spiritual body.

Unless someone with a spiritual body is extremely special, at least they will have low-grade spiritual roots!
For example, the daughter of Ji's family in Cantaloupe City is very likely to have some kind of charm-related spirit body, and therefore possesses low-grade spiritual roots.

If the Ji family possessed this kind of magic weapon, there is no doubt that the daughter of the Ji family could have been trained by the family since she was a child.

However, as far as Ji's family is concerned, there is still a huge gap in level compared to the Xiuxian family.

Not to mention two hundred spirit stones, if all the working capital of the Ji family is taken out, it may not be enough to make up twenty spirit stones!
"230 Spirit Stones!"

After Yun Yuan's words fell, an eagle-faced monk who bought a lot of spiritual plants made another bid:
"This is already a high price. In the Xianmen Headquarters, similar bloodline slabs only cost 250 spirit stones."

Yun Yuan frowned upon hearing this, and added:

"But to go to the Xianmen General Workshop, you need to make contributions to redeem it. In addition, we have more than 100 kinds of spirits in this area."

"Hehe, the probability of spirit bodies appearing is too low. How many spirit bodies have your Yun family detected in the past hundred years?"

Listen to their public conversations.

Su Ping silently counted the spirit stones in his storage bag.

In addition to the more than 150 spirit stones provided by Jiexiu, the monster materials sold by Su Ping this week also provided him with more than 600 spirit stones.

There is no way, even if the quality of the monster beast materials for forced promotion is low, the quantity is really large enough, especially the one-horned ox that provided a small six hundred kilograms of monster beast meat!
Let Su Ping think about getting rich overnight!

"250 Spirit Stones!"

Su Ping thought about it and made an offer, and was ready for a monk to raise the bar.

However, as the price was quoted, several monks with backgrounds looked at each other and tacitly chose to give up.

"uh-huh?"

Su Ping was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood the reason.

The purpose of the Bloodline Slate is actually quite narrow, and the monks at the conference can basically afford similar ones, and they are bought to check for leaks and fill in vacancies.

As for the unaffordable... well, naturally it is even more impossible to bid.

If the price is right, they will buy it, and if the price is not right, forget it.

After all, in this world of cultivating immortals, even in the cultivating family, there will be a large number of people who are mortals without inferior spiritual roots.

The probability of appearing possessed spiritual body clansman is even less!

Some stingy cultivating families, even non-direct descendants, did not give the opportunity to use the bloodstone tablet to test if they did not perform miraculously.

Asking them to buy an extra piece at a high price just to check for leaks, I am afraid that none of the monks attending the meeting would dare to make a decision.

Next, Su Ping participated in several auctions.

He took down a set of small psychedelic arrays, as well as several small instruments that could cover the breath and protect the body.

After that, Su Ping began to watch the nose and nose, silently waiting for the end of the auction.

Su Ping's performance made several family monks headed by the eagle-faced monk secretly relieved.

At first, they thought that this guy was a cross-river dragon that the Yun family found somewhere to raise the price.

Fortunately, this cultivator did not participate in the auction items involving heavyweight interests.

It seems that they are thinking too much.

With the second half of the auction, the Lingtian, Lingkuang and even Fangshi itself were all sold by the Yun family.

Let the other monks who attended the meeting be envious.

The old Fu teacher lost his composure even more, as if he wanted his own Fangshi and Lingtian even in his dreams.

"The auction is over. Thank you fellow daoists for your kindness. You can come and make the deal with me. Then there are quiet rooms on the left and right for everyone to trade privately."

After finishing speaking, Yun Yuan first went to the back hall with those family monks.

Su Ping didn't go in until the family monks were satisfied, delivered the Lingshi and got the array and other things.

Then back in the main room, Su Ping took out the Peiyuan Pill and Huiqi Pill from Jiexiu.

I exchanged some talismans with the old talisman master, and collected some talismans, refining tools, formations and other related materials from other monks with spirit stones.

Later, Su Ping found Yun Yuan and asked to leave.

With the operation of the formation, the water vapor brought Su Pingfei back to the foot of Jiuye Mountain.

With his feet on the ground, Su Ping silently let go of the Thunder Fire Bead hidden in his sleeve.

And gently closed his eyes to contact the surrounding rats through the spirit mouse Xiaobai Xiaohui to check the situation around Jiuye Mountain.

Tens of seconds later, after confirming safety, Su Ping, who was about to leave, suddenly discovered an unexpected situation:

"what?"

"Something unexpected happened!"

"However, it doesn't look like it was aimed at me, but that the fellow daoist who left earlier than me has been hunted down!"

(End of this chapter)