Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 151 The auction caused turmoil in all directions

Two old men, one on the left and one on the right, stood at the head of the wall, their sleeves fluttering, relying on the wind to control the wind.

Although no fairy tricks were used, and the clothes, beard and hair were dampened by the dense drizzle, the feeling of being free and free was extremely obvious.

As soon as Meng Hao heard this, he quickly rolled to his feet, ignoring the mud and blood on his body, and bowed to the other party three times.

"Hao Yi was able to save his life thanks to the care of the two seniors. I am extremely grateful!!"

His posture was extremely low, as if he was somewhat flattering.

An old man said with a 'haha' smile: "Most of the people who make the Heart Sword are very sharp and extremely masculine. How come you are so cunning?"

"That's a bad word."

Another old man shook his head repeatedly.

"The true meaning of Po Qi lies in the sharpness of the heart. Being extremely masculine is just unable to bear the weight of the true meaning. It is like a child holding a log, only tense and stiff."

"So, this guy seems to be quite at ease?"

"Of course."

The two of them smiled at each other and looked at Meng Haoyi.

"There is no need to be grateful. I owed Youjiao Palace a favor in the early years. Today we are both in debt."

Meng Hao didn't say much, he just bowed respectfully and bowed three times.

When he looked up again, the figure on the wall had disappeared, but he couldn't help but laugh.

He took advantage of his wet hands and wiped two handfuls on his face, wiping away some of the blood. His handsome, youthful look was revealed, making his smile even brighter.

If you are truly pure, how can you accept three bows? !

He propped himself up, his eyes flickering as if a sharp blade was unsheathed, the cold light flashing, but there was no trace of the previous flattery!

However, the momentum only lasted for a moment.

He turned into that embarrassed look again, dragging his tired body and disappeared at the end of the alley.

……

The night before the auction.

Black clouds cover the sky, and wind and rain encourage the bamboos.

Penghui City, which had been sunny for several months, ushered in a spectacular rainstorm.

Da da da!

The raindrops hit the bamboo shards, forming turbulent streams that flowed along the eaves and formed deep and shallow puddles on the ground.

dong dong dong.

Wu Meng's residence.

Wang Xumeng knocked on the door after a long absence.

Leaning slightly, she walked into the room with Feng Yu in tow. Before she could speak, she paused in surprise.

I wonder if it was an illusion, but the moment she walked in, she seemed to see a surging black tide in Wu Meng's pupils?

Junior brother was practicing the Eye Technique before?

Wang Xumeng guessed that when he sat down at the table, he felt that the water vapor in the air around him was thicker than outside the house!

Not only that, there seemed to be a faint fishy smell permeating the air.

What kind of pupil technique is this? !

The surprise in Wang Xumeng's heart became more and more intense. That night, she had experienced the 'terror' of her junior brother's consciousness. If it wasn't for the 'Qingliu He Yi' to automatically protect the master, she would have been hit by him in one encounter.

At that time, it was stimulated through pupil surgery.

I thought that was the limit, but now it seems that I have underestimated it.

But the problem is that the intensity of the spell at that time has already touched the level of foundation building. If it goes further...

She thought of her junior brother's elusive Sanhua Puppetry Technique again, and the more she thought about it, the more incredible it became.

How could Junior Brother be left out of this Young Immortal Picture?

Is it because he is too old?

Her eyes fell on Wu Meng's face. It was Zhang's face after his disguise. It was ordinary and it was hard to estimate his age.

"Sister?"

She came to her senses and put out a jade slip.

"Junior Brother Wu, this is the form for tomorrow's auction. See if there is anything you like, so you can prepare in advance. Do you have enough spiritual stones?"

Wu Meng took a rough look.

The lowest starting price is one thousand spirit stones, and a few even exceed five thousand.

You know, except for a few freaks in the Qi training period, five thousand spirit stones are also a considerable accumulation for a foundation-building monk. He shook his head: "It should be enough."

Wang Xumeng nodded.

"By the way, things are not going right these days. Several young immortals in the city have their own actions. I am afraid this auction will not be too peaceful. Be especially careful of an evil cultivator named Xie Mo!"

"Scorpionmo?"

"Yes, this person's cultivation method is extremely weird. He has many evil things sealed in his body, which is extremely difficult to deal with. There are many geniuses in the three continents who have fallen into his hands."

Wu Meng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "There are foundation-building monks in Penghui City, how dare he act recklessly?"

"Building foundation..."

Wang Xumeng looked helpless.

"The foreign young immortal has a strong background, or he has the protection of a foundation-building senior. Unless he is in a hurry, no one wants to mess with him."

Wu Meng suddenly stopped talking.

Although it sounds humiliating to let Sanzhou monks be slaughtered, it is still a first-level matter between disciples, and it can only be said that their skills are inferior to others.

No matter how painful it is for the elders of each sect, they cannot take action to impose sanctions.

After all, if you can do this kind of thing, others can do the same.

Speaking of which, if I kill Long Pei, will Youjiao Palace let it go?

He looked at Wang Xumeng, feeling as if he was the same person in the world and asked: "Senior sister, are you not afraid of getting into trouble when you are chasing Meng Haoyi?"

The other party didn't have much expression: "I only want to avenge Master, I am too lazy to think about it so much."

After saying that, the other party stood up and left.

Wow!

The sound of wind and rain became louder and softer.

Wu Meng shook his head and carefully examined the jade slip.

Leaning slightly, he put down the jade slip, his eyes were bright and his face was full of surprise.

It is indeed a grand event that lasts for a century. There are more than fifty treasures listed for auction. For him, there are two extremely crucial ones.

One is a technique at the level of door foundation building, called "Spiritual Toad Swallowing Technique"!

Yes, this technique is exactly what Wu Meng practiced. However, Song Mang was taught only fragments of scrolls back then, and the spirit toads could only be raised to the size of a palm at most.

Apart from this, none of the catalytic techniques have been recorded.

This makes his spirit toad always serve as a auxiliary.

Now, even the refining of the underworld beast's breath has reached saturation.

He originally wanted to look for the entire volume of this technique after building the foundation, but he didn't expect it to be delivered to him in advance.

The starting price is two thousand nine hundred spirit stones. With his current net worth, it can be said that he is a sure shot at acquiring this technique.

As for the other item, it was naturally the main material for body refining that he had been looking for for a long time.

‘Ghost Mist Python Demon Pill’.

According to reports, this elixir was gathered by a demonic beast, the Ghost Mist Python, which was in the second level.

When the elixir encounters qi, it turns into miasma, and becomes slurry when mixed with water. When the elixir is discovered, the color of the elixir changes, as well as the monks who hear it, and they avoid it.

The most frightening thing about it is its strong corrosiveness.

It can be said that this is the treasure that Wu Meng has seen so far that is most consistent with "Ten Thousand Nethers Eclipse the Spirit Body".

The starting price is five thousand spirit stones, so I'm afraid you'll have to put in some effort to win it.

In addition to these two, there are many rare treasures.

Interestingly, the broken pottery fragment he saw in the spiritual temple that day happened to be on the auction list, and its name was the 'Thunder Palm Splinter'.

The starting price is 5,500 spirit stones.

The next day.

Wu Meng arrived at the auction venue early.

He did not follow several fellow disciples of Yunyao Sect, but completely changed his appearance and became alone.

The venue is located in the center of Penghui City, in the heart of a huge broken bamboo.

(End of this chapter)