Perfect World: The Holy Spirit of Perfection is actually myself

Chapter 139 Immortal King City’s generosity
A hundred years later, with Panwang City's unremitting publicity, the legendary True Immortal Auction opened as scheduled. On this day, an unknown number of powerful True Immortal-level creatures set out and arrived outside Panwang's Mansion.

Many true immortal level experts came with their descendants, and many people came to the outside of Panwang's Mansion one after another. There was a brilliant glow, and there was a slightly smaller giant palace suppressing it. It was the residence of Panwang's eldest son, named Panzhao Hall, every auction is held here.

"Jingle Bell!"

Today, outside the Panzhao Hall, a graceful and graceful female Supreme is standing dignifiedly in front of the mansion. Every time a true immortal-level being enters the hall, she will gently shake the five-color bell in her hand, causing it to emit a crisp sound. Ming.

The sound of this bell is very soft, but the sound is extremely pleasant. It is like a vast universe turning into a girl, singing softly in people's ears. Although it has no substantive effect, it can indeed make the real immortal feel relaxed. , the soul is clear for it.

"I can't refine such a thing as an immortal weapon that works as a side sect."

When Feng Lie and Jin Sheng stepped into the mansion, the female Supreme also shook the fairy bell. The sound made Feng Lie slightly distracted. After a moment, he looked away from the five-color bell and sighed softly.

"That is an immortal weapon refined by a true immortal who walks on the path of music. Although it is just a bell, it can produce tens of thousands of syllables. It can play the music of opening the sky and the chapter of destroying the world." Jin Sheng was speechless. He only said I found it a little funny, and said half-relieved and half-jokingly,

"A war immortal like you may not be able to refine such a musical instrument in this lifetime."

"There are also true immortals from the Musical Avenue?" Feng Lie raised his eyebrows, glanced at the bell in surprise, and exclaimed.

"Since ancient times, how many true immortals have been produced in the Immortal Realm? Their number definitely exceeds hundreds of thousands. Although there are not many true immortals of music, they cannot withstand the passage of time. There should be 50 of them throughout the ages." Jin Sheng explained.

He pulled Feng Lie through Panzhao Hall, but after a while, he came to a splendid pavilion, many of which were open to the public. At this time, many true immortals were approaching, and soon they Walked into the pavilion.

"Eh? Jin Sheng Sun Immortal is here? Long time no see."

"Fellow Taoist Jin, I haven't seen you for a million years. How are you?"

"Fellow Taocang, we have not seen each other for ten thousand years in the fairy city. I don't want to see you again."

Naturally, many of these true immortals recognized Feng Lie and Jin Sheng, and many greeted Jin Sheng. There were also several true immortals who had fought against Feng Lie, and all of them were very polite and greeted them.

"There are indeed a lot of true immortals here." Feng Lie said hello to several true immortals who had fought against each other in the past 2 years, and then said with a smile full of emotion.

"Of course, some reclusive old guys have almost turned into fossils, so they just show up at the Peach Festival." Jin Sheng said with a smile.

They randomly chose a loft, and after stepping in, they felt a light touch under their feet and were instantly transported into a vast cave.

This is a quite huge cave. The sky is high and far away, and the sea of ​​clouds is rolling. Feng Lie and Jin Sheng are both standing on a green leaf. Not far from them, there is a hundred-foot-sized fairy peach, exuding the soft fairy light. Light.

Not far from them, there were many figures sitting on many leaves, and there were immortal beings on each leaf.

"Could this be King Pan's Unparalleled Fairy Peach Wood?" Feng Lie immediately squatted down, pressed one hand on the leaves, and felt the immortal fluctuations coming from the leaves, and asked in surprise.

"It shouldn't be the mother plant. The original flat peach tree is in Panwang Mansion. This one should be a daughter plant that is very close to its parent." Jin Sheng shook his head and didn't say much, but raised his hand to signal. He saw deep in this sea of ​​leaves, On the relatively huge fairy peach, there was a middle-aged man with a profound aura sitting cross-legged. His whole body seemed to be one with the fairy tree, friendly and natural.

"That is King Pan's eldest son, Panzhao True Immortal. He has been a true immortal for nearly two epochs. He is very powerful. Even I may not be his opponent."

Staring at the man with a deep aura, Jin Sheng sent a message to Feng Lie, who was the initiator of this auction.

"The son of the Immortal King, he is indeed of noble status." Feng Lie nodded and didn't say much. He just sat down and began to comprehend the Taoist charm of the flat peach fairy wood.

"Jingle Bell!"

It wasn't until a long time later that Feng Lie woke up to the familiar and melodious ringing of the bell. He looked up and saw that on the huge fairy peach in the distance, the son of the Immortal King named Panye was shaking the five-color bell himself, gracefully. The melody gathered into a piece of music, making everyone's spiritual platform clear and clear.

"Fellow fellow immortals, welcome and thank you for coming to Panwang City," the middle-aged man stopped only when everyone's eyes were on him and said to the crowd in each direction.

After the words fell, many of the true immortals sitting on the flat peach leaves raised their hands towards the man on the fairy peach. Except for the descendants of the true immortals, everyone present was all true immortals, so naturally they would not put on any airs.

"My name is Panzhao, and I am leading today's auction. I want to share my knowledge with you fellow immortals, and also to provide you with some fun and entertainment during your long years of practice."

Having said this, this powerful true immortal with perfect aura looked around at every strong person present and said loudly,
"Everyone knows the rules. In this event, many immortal treasures from Panwang City will be auctioned first. After that, all the immortal friends will share their needs. If the transaction is successful, they will be blessed by Panwang City."

"I hope you will give me the face of Panwang City and don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. Otherwise, everyone's face will look ugly."

The Immortal King's father-in-law's introduction to the auction was very simple. After a few sentences, he stopped talking. Instead, he took something out of his sleeves and let it hang in the air, showing it to everyone present. In front of the immortal.

Feng Lie looked intently, and what Pan Yan took out from his arms was actually a magical volcano. The whole body was made of unknown dark red rocks. It was swallowing up the ocean-like vitality of heaven and earth every moment, turning it into something. The gurgling lava nourishes every inch of land on the mountain, causing the fire path to flourish and the breath of the sun to surge.

Although it can only be compressed by the method of Qiankun to a height of more than one foot, its size must be far beyond imagination. Needless to say, the preciousness of this volcano is enough to support the immortal veins of an entire True Immortal Taoism.

"This is the Tianyang volcano that was bred from the Immortal Continent of Taishi. It is the immortal vein that was born from the Immortal Realm in the last million years. It is naturally aligned with the Tao of the Sun. For immortal friends of the Tao of the Sun, it can be the foundation of Taoism and establish one's body. The starting bid is zero, so everyone can bid as they please."

Panye said, at the level of true immortals, it is really difficult to achieve monetary unification. Even the source of immortality, which has considerable credibility among human beings, is nothing but air to true immortals.

Therefore, bartering is the eternal king.

"I am willing to pay half of the Zodiac Immortal Gold!"

After Pan Yan finished speaking, there were many quotes on the ancient tree. An immortal vein that was enough to establish the foundation of the Taoism. Although it was not the top, it was indeed very tempting. A real person sitting cross-legged on the divine leaf. Xian made a bid, which made Feng Lie raise his eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)