Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 565 Big Auction
Time passed by in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye it was the grand day of the grand auction.

In the Taoist temple, Yang Qian concentrated on cultivating the snow crystal beads and never took a step outside the temple.

On this day, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone, Yang Qian left the Taoist temple like a breeze and went straight to the prosperous Jinxifang City.

He carefully suppressed his cultivation and lowered it to the realm of pill formation to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

Sure enough, as he gradually approached Jinxi City, the aura of high-level monks he felt became stronger and stronger.

Among them, monks in the Dan Formation stage accounted for the majority, and monks in the Nascent Soul stage were also not in the minority. In comparison, low-level monks seemed quite rare.

Obviously, many powerful monks did not want to miss this grand auction event.

When Yang Gan passed through the restrictions of Fangshi and stepped into the noisy streets, what he saw was the bustling monks of all kinds.

Some of them were gorgeously dressed, or some were in strange costumes, and they were chatting among each other, which was very lively.

At this time, Yang Gan was standing in front of the huge stone temple he had seen that day.

"A thousand spirit stones? You guys have a big appetite. However, as you said, as long as you can sell something that satisfies me, I will not be stingy with these spirit stones. The auction of the pill formation period will be held As for me, I really have no interest. Naturally, I came here to participate in the Nascent Soul-level auction." Yang Qian waved his hand, and ten mid-level spiritual stones fell lightly into the arms of the yellow-robed monk.

Yang Qian was naturally attracted and took a few more glances.

At this moment, the light palace was completely shrouded in a five-color light curtain, making it look mysterious and unusual.

"Senior, you are really sharp-eyed! Yes, this year's auction attracted 30% more monks than in previous years, so we had to urgently borrow this Jiuxiao Palace from Tianji Pavilion to deal with it. Regarding the paid spiritual stones, this is why we maintain the auction It is a routine practice to maintain order, no different from previous years.

Mainly to ensure that the auction will not be too crowded, this is the only way to control the number of people. Of course, for an expert like you, senior, these spiritual stones are just a drop in the bucket to you. Otherwise, if everyone can enter at will, even if the hall is ten times larger, it will not be able to meet the demand. "The monk in yellow shirt said with an apologetic smile, his tone full of respect.

In front of the hall, there were other monks dressed in the same manner, also entertaining some high-level monks at the Nascent Soul level.

The most eye-catching ones are undoubtedly the three great monks with shining foreheads in the center of the hall.

As for the monks in the alchemy stage, they can only walk to a stone tablet in front of the main hall and read what is written on it.

These three monks have different shapes and unique characteristics.

Although the area is slightly smaller, only one-third of the stone hall below, it is still hundreds of feet wide, and it is definitely a giant existence standing in the air.

When Yang Qian flew into the gate of Jiuxiao Palace, he saw that there was no one at the door except for a layer of pale white light curtain.

One is as skinny as a dry stick, like a waning old man; the other is fat-headed and big-eared, with a red face, like a lucky star of wealth in the world; the last one has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a long beard hanging down his chest, and is as white as snow, giving A feeling of kindness.

"Turmeric crystal is produced in the desert of western southern Xinjiang. It can only be found in the sand thousands of feet below. The material is extremely hard and can hold a large amount of earth-attribute aura. It is an excellent material for refining earth-control magic weapons. The base price of this item is eight thousand spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand." The monk in charge of the auction was a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk. His voice was neither urgent nor exaggerated. Simply state the facts.

Yang Gan was sitting in a remote corner of the hall, looking coldly at the front of the hall, which was more than a hundred feet away.

Yang Gan sat on a chair and watched all this, his expression extremely calm, not surprising.

Faced with this sudden gaze, Yang Gan's expression did not change at all. He just looked at him calmly.

This sale will last for several days. Naturally, the things brought out on the first day cannot be too good.

The three of them were all dressed in gray monk robes, with their eyes lowered and their expressions calm, looking like accomplished monks.

"Jiuxiao Palace is the venue for the Nascent Soul-level auction, while the auctions for the Formation Stage are held in the Baoguang Palace. As for the admission fee, each participant of the Yuanying-level auction needs to pay one thousand spirit stones, and the Formation Stage auction is held in the Baoguang Palace. You will need to pay one hundred spirit stones for the elixir period auction. Am I right?" After a brief silence, Yang Qian glanced at the attendant standing in front of him and said in a calm tone.

After two hours of this, hundreds of Nascent Soul-level monks flew into the Nine Heavens Palace in mid-air.

He raised his eyebrows, injected some spiritual power into the jade token in his hand, and shook it against the light screen a few times. A red light suddenly shot out from the jade token, and the light curtain separated itself wherever it passed.

At this time, Yang Qian no longer concealed his Nascent Soul stage aura. Although the monk in charge of entertaining at the auction saw that Yang Qian was a little careless, he did not dare to show any impatience.

Yang Gan nodded, stretched out his hand to take the jade token, and without saying a word, a purple light flashed from his body, and he turned into a startling rainbow and ran straight to the hall in the sky.

Therefore, no one would dare to cause trouble in this auction.

Although these materials are relatively rare compared to ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, they can also be collected outside auctions as long as they are willing to spend time. Therefore, except for those who really need it, most people in the palace will not fight for this thing. But in the end, I will bring out a few good things today to arouse everyone’s interest in continuing to participate in the auction on the second day.

Although Yang Qian's eyes were calm and warm, the old monk couldn't help but trembled all over. He felt a faint sense of oppression, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he immediately turned his gaze calmly.

As a result, the oldest-looking old monk sitting in the middle immediately glanced in the direction of Yang Qian.

But this is normal. If a low-level monk is watched by hundreds of Yuanying-level monks at the same time, the huge invisible pressure is enough to take away his mind and make him unable to speak at all.

With this in mind, Yang Qian naturally did not put his mind on the auction. He just lazily paid attention to the many Nascent Soul monks in the temple. Although these people were only a small part of the top monks of the Great Promotion, they represented the Great Jin. There are forces of different sizes, both good and evil.

"Senior, please!" As soon as the monk in yellow shirt saw the spirit stone, he suddenly smiled. He quickly pulled out a jade token with a number from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Qian respectfully, "The Nascent Soul-level auction will start in the morning. , this is the admission card for seniors. In the next few days, seniors can freely participate in the Nascent Soul-level auction by holding this card."

Yang Gan swayed without thinking, and the person turned into a purple rainbow and flew in again, and then the light curtain immediately closed as before.

The auction of the following items was also proceeding tepidly.

After three huge bells rang, the grand auction began.

At this time, other monks had already taken advantage of the escaping light and flew into the air.

As for this piece of turmeric crystal, although it is a good material for refining earth-attribute magic weapons, there was no enthusiastic bidding. Only three or four people outbid the price a few times, and it was sold to an unknown monk for twelve thousand The spirit stone was taken.

Sitting together, they were so conspicuous that they could not be ignored.

What made Yang Gan take a second look was that there was another single-story hall made of white stone in the sky above Baoguang Hall.

In front of Yang Qian, a yellow-shirted monk in the foundation-building stage was respectfully explaining something to Yang Qian.

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a soap robe was holding a light yellow crystal stone and briefly introduced it.

And Yang Qian carefully sensed that this person was at the peak of the mid-stage Yuanying. Since no other late-stage Yuanying monks were found at the auction, this person could be said to be the monk with the highest cultivation level in the palace.

Yang Qian had already controlled his cultivation to the middle stage of Nascent Soul to avoid attracting too much attention, and with the power of his divine consciousness, no one in the entire venue could see his true cultivation.

"This old monk's spiritual sense is really sensitive. He may have guessed a bit of my true cultivation level. The Buddhist sect can keep pace with Taoism and Confucianism in the Great Jin Dynasty. Sure enough, he has some skills." Yang Qian secretly admired in his heart, for the Buddhist sect have a deeper understanding of its profound heritage.

He did not take this brief confrontation to heart, but looked back calmly, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

After the other two old monks turned their eyes on Yang Gan, their pupils also shrank, but the expressions on their faces returned to their original appearance. They just looked at each other silently, and both saw a hint of horror in the other's eyes. .

The words "Later Stage Great Monk" flashed through the minds of the three of them, but they did not show it. Instead, they lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, still maintaining their original posture and remaining silent.

In addition to these monks, there were also many other strange-looking monks in the main hall. Yang Qian secretly checked the information he had on various major Jin cultivators and confirmed them one by one, looking for members of the royal Ye family.

As items were taken away one by one, time passed little by little. Just as Yang Shen expected, some rare treasures finally began to appear near the end of the stage. The monks who were originally calm immediately became commotion. stand up.

After several treasures were in fierce competition and sold for astonishingly high prices, the atmosphere suddenly became a little heated.

After all, most Nascent Soul level monks would not care to spend more spirit stones for what they need. Otherwise, missing this opportunity and relying on them to collect and find it by themselves may not be a matter of time.

"A piece of ink gold, weighing three kilograms and four taels. It is a rare material for refining. The base price is 30,000 spirit stones. The price increase must not be less than 2,000 at a time." The rarer the treasure, the more simple and unusual the explanation given by the middle-aged monk who presided over the auction. .

At this moment, he held a jade plate in his hand, on which was placed a piece of strange metal that was as black as ink, but with a hint of golden light flashing.

Yang Qian, who had been smiling all the time, raised his eyebrows when he heard this and couldn't help but touch his chin.

It was not a bad thing that the required materials appeared so quickly.

He had been looking for the material Mo Jin for a long time, but the quantity he got was very small, so naturally he couldn't let it go this time.

"Sixteen thousand spirit stones!"

"Twenty-four thousand spirit stones!"

"Thirty-seven thousand spiritual stones!"

"Forty-five thousand spirit stones!"

……

Mo Jin's reputation is really not small, and more people know the goods.

Before Yang Qian made a bid, the auctioneers on the stage glanced at each other and saw that several high bids had been reported one after another.

Yang Gan frowned when he heard this, but he didn't rush to bid. Since this thing was inevitable, he might as well wait until the price reached the highest point before fighting for it.

When an unknown monk fetched a high price of 60,000 spirit stones for this piece of black gold, the few people who had been following closely stopped abruptly.

"Sixty-five thousand spirit stones."

Yang Qian pointed to the jade sign in front of him, and after the light flashed on it, he quoted a price.

"Sixty-seven thousand spirit stones!" The man seemed to really need this thing. After some hesitation, he finally outbid Yang Gan.

"Seventy thousand!" Yang Gan's voice was emotionless, as if he was speaking of seven hundred spirit stones.

This time, the bidding monk fell silent.

Even though Mojin was rare, the price of such a spiritual stone was a bit high, so he immediately gave up decisively.

Seeing this, Yang Qian smiled slightly.

The middle-aged monk who was in charge of the auction in front was very satisfied when he saw that this thing had sold for such a high price.

But he still repeated the price twice as usual. Just when he was about to confirm the success of the auction after asking for the third time, another cold voice of increasing the price suddenly came.

"Seventy-five thousand!"

Yang Qian and the middle-aged monk in charge of the auction were stunned, and most of the other monks in the auction house were also surprised.

"Eighty thousand!"

Yang Qian immediately returned to normal and spoke without thinking.

"Eighty-two thousand!" The man bid again calmly.

This man was like Yang Qian, looking as if he was determined to get this thing.

Yang Qian's face changed slightly at this moment, and the other monks couldn't help but glance over.

I saw where everyone was looking, at the back of the hall, a monk whose whole body was shrouded in light black mist, sitting there quietly. His true appearance could not be seen, but judging from his vaguely visible clothes, he seemed to be an old man.

Yang Qian was puzzled, but he didn't want to waste any more money with the other party. His face sank, and he suddenly said a price that shocked the hearts of all the monks in the room.

"One hundred and twenty thousand spiritual stones!"

As soon as the price was announced, all the other monks in the temple had strange expressions on their faces.

This amount of spiritual stones can buy a good ancient treasure, far exceeding the normal price of Mojin.

After a commotion, a young cultivator couldn't help but glance in Yang Qian's direction.

But Yang Gan, who had changed his appearance, was just a yellow-faced monk who looked sick, so naturally no one would recognize him.

Yang Gan also turned a blind eye to the others, always paying attention to every move of the old man shrouded in black energy.

The old man was obviously shocked when he heard the high price.

If possible, he would definitely offer a higher price to compete with Yang Qian for Mo Jin.

But according to his information, there is another more important material that will appear below. If so many spiritual stones are spent, there is no guarantee that another material can be obtained reliably.

Then the losses will be even greater.

Moreover, seeing that the other party raised the price to such a high level in one breath, it was obvious that he would not give up easily.

After some calculation in his mind, the old man finally stopped bidding.

So this material finally fell into Yang Gan's hands.

But in this way, Yang Qian and the old man naturally attracted the attention of interested people.

But Yang Qian was okay. He was just sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. It seemed that after Mo Jin got it, he was no longer interested in other things.

The old man shrouded in black energy was on a rarer material called "Lihuo Sand" below. After fighting with a large group of monks who were all interested in this material, he actually paid a high price of more than 200,000 yuan for it. The shopping is in hand.

The old man acted so generously, which naturally attracted attention.

Although there are many monks who spend a lot of spirit stones at this auction, the old man is not the monk who spends the most spirit stones. Among them, the prices of high-level ancient treasures, cultivation-enhancing elixirs and other treasures have risen sharply. It has reached a high of two to three hundred thousand.

But spending only more than 200,000 yuan to buy a kind of refining material is still reminiscent of Pianpian, and it is not something that ordinary monks can do.

On the first day after the auction, Yang Qian quietly blended into the group of monks leaving the auction house and left the auction house quietly.

Along the way, a few eyes fell on him, seemingly searching for something.

In response to this, Yang Qian's lips curled up with a trace of sarcasm, and he left Fangshi in a hurry and headed for his residence.

(End of this chapter)