Retrograde fairy way

"call!"

Swallowing a ball of five-color brilliance into his mouth, Wang Mo let out a long mouthful of turbid air, calculated the time secretly, and took out a palm-sized black token like a token.

There is a word 'Yuan' engraved on it, which is heavy in the hand, and there is a faint flash of brilliance in it.

This token is the identity token of this trade fair, and it took a lot of primordial stones before Wang Mo got it.

Glancing at the bloody clothes who were sitting upright in the gazebo, his mind moved slightly, the bloody clothes' figure flickered, and he came closer.

He tossed the token to Xue Yi casually, took out two storage rings from his bosom, and ordered him to wear them on his left hand.

Then he issued a spell, grabbed it upwards suddenly, and saw a flash of golden brilliance on it, and the faint golden light quickly gathered, and suddenly appeared above his left hand, condensing into a palm-sized golden array.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and then he punched out a mysterious formula with both hands and submerged it, then shook his hand and flicked it.

With a whoosh, the disk array sank into the collar of the bloody coat's neck, and disappeared after a flash.

After finishing this, Wang Mo nodded slightly in satisfaction. With the Fengjin Five Prison Formation close to his body to hide, as long as he acts carefully, it is enough to ensure that he will not be discovered by those Nascent Soul monsters when he manipulates the bloody clothes to enter the trading conference.

Silently estimating the time, Wang Mo's left little finger trembled slightly, and a blood-colored golden bell could be vaguely seen flashing on it, and the bloody clothes walked out from the Mianzhu courtyard.

Wang Mo, on the other hand, sat upright with his eyes closed, his spiritual consciousness submerged in the little finger's soul-rescue bell, and he looked at everything outside through the bloody clothes.

The once-in-30-year Tianyuan City trading event makes Tianyuan City, which already has many monks, even more crowded.

Millions of monks poured into Tianyuan City, some came for the trade fair, some came to buy and sell treasures, some came just to watch the fun, and there were various purposes.

Bloody Clothes walked among the slightly crowded group of monks, releasing the faint coercion of the alchemy monks, so that the smooth passage could be maintained.

Even so, it took more than an hour to march to the place where the trade fair was held.

Looking at the tall gate in front of him, there are no less than dozens of entrances alone, and its size can be imagined.

Xueyi walked towards an entrance without hesitation. Near the entrance, there were several alchemy cultivators watching the surroundings with cold eyes. Anyone who dared to make trouble would attack them mercilessly.

Xueyi took out a black jade token from his palms and handed it to a monk at the entrance. After the other party checked the authenticity, he took the token back and went inside.

After the bloody clothes entered the gate, Wang Mo realized that he had underestimated the trade fair.

Looking around, just the seats covering an area of ​​tens of acres are enough to make people marvel.

Especially at a certain distance, there is a floating light curtain, and the position of a high platform is hidden in the brilliance, and the auction platform is here.

And this is only where the foundation-building cultivator is auctioning off, and the second floor is where the alchemy cultivator auctions off treasures.

Going all the way, from a staircase in the middle of the hall to the second floor, there is an endless stream of monks who are rarely seen at this time.

These monks come from all over the Demon Realm, and some even came here a few years ago.

The Demon Demon Sect in the Yuanmo Sea, the Blood Demon Sect and other first-class sects belong to the earth monks, but among these people, there are very few alchemy monks. Generally, only the Nascent Soul monks will spend money for a few hard-to-find treasures. Lots of time to come.

Many alchemy cultivators came together, even in order to be able to enter the trade fair, they gathered treasures together with people they knew well, just to get a token to enter the trade fair.

The black jade token alone would cost 100 low-grade primordial stones, and to enter the alchemy cultivator trading venue, those without a net worth of more than [-] million yuan stones are absolutely not allowed to enter.

Moreover, the Foundation Establishment Trading Venue is only allowed to trade with middle-grade Yuanshi, the Core Formation Trading Venue uses top-grade Yuanshi to trade, and the Yuanying Trading Venue, even Lingshi is required to trade.

These primordial stones may not be a big deal to the monks who formed the core, but to the monks who established the foundation, they are not a small sum.

Not long after entering the second floor, the specification here is much more luxurious than that of the first floor. Just every visiting monk of knot formation has a separate box, and there is a young and beautiful female nun in it for enjoyment.

According to rumors, every time the Tianyuan City trade fair, there are thousands of alchemy monks coming, and the Nascent Soul monks are no less than a hundred, which is an extremely huge number.

You know, among the slightly weaker first-class sects, there are no more than four or five Nascent Soul cultivators. Even in a top sect like the Tianmo Sect, there are no more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators on the surface. .

Even if people who are hiding in the dark are added, the number will not exceed forty at most.

But this time, since the opening of Tianmoyuan is approaching, more people will come.

According to the guidance of the black jade token, Xueyi found the box corresponding to the token in a short while.

"Slave Xiang'er pays respects to your lord!"

As soon as she entered the box, there was a pretty, twenty-eight-year-old female cultivator kneeling to greet her, she didn't mean to look down on her because she looked like she was only eleven or twelve years old.

"Get up!" Xue Yi said lightly, and looked around the box.

When Xiang'er heard the words, she hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked to the front, as if she was letting you pick.

In the small box, there is only a soft couch made of black rosewood wood, and a coffee table of the same black color, showing a simple and stable look.

And on the wall opposite the soft couch, there is a light curtain of flickering blue light, hiding a tall auction stage.

Ignoring Xiang'er's hint, Xue Yi sat on the soft couch with his eyes closed and rested, waiting for the trade fair to start.

There is a prohibition to isolate the spiritual consciousness in this box, which has played a great role in protecting the safety of the auctioneers.

Of course, there are also many boxes with a group of monks who came together.

There are also higher-standard boxes, which contain all kinds of luxurious spiritual fruits and teas, as well as beautiful and beautiful Xiu Xiu, which are enough to make the monk who spent a lot of primordial stones feel that the trip is worthwhile.

But Wang Mo didn't pay so much attention, he could just use an ordinary box to let him wait for the right treasure to appear.

Seeing him turning a blind eye, a look of disappointment flashed in Xiang'er's beautiful eyes, but she still walked behind the bloody clothes and stretched out her soft, boneless hands to rub his shoulders.

"ah!"

But as soon as she touched the blood-clothed shoulder, Xiang'er let out a soft cry, and hurriedly moved her palm away, a look of horror flashed in her eyes, she didn't care about her blue and painful palm, she knelt down and kowtowed in a hurry: "Senior, please forgive me!" , Xiang'er knows her mistake!"

Apparently, she thought that she had stepped forward to serve her without consent, causing the bloody clothes to be unhappy, and she was punished.

Xue Yi turned around slowly, his right hand suddenly protruded out, and with a light grasp, two undetectable yin and cold air flew out of his palm.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the cold air without hesitation, took out a bottle of elixir with his palm turned, took Xiang'er directly into his arms, crushed the elixir inside and smeared it on the palm of his hand.

Xiang'er was expecting a tinge of fear mixed with her exclamation, thinking that this senior who looked like a teenager was an old monster with special hobbies, so she couldn't help feeling sad.

But when there was a burst of coolness and fragrance from the palm of his hand, he realized that he couldn't help stealing a look at the bloody and handsome face.

These women are all from the Abyss Tian family, and they are individually selected female cultivators with good aptitude, just for the pleasure of the VIPs on this occasion, and they have never been treated like this before.

To put it bluntly, the ultimate fate of these female cultivators is either reduced to the confinement of some monks, or directly sold as double-break stoves, and their fate can be imagined.

Not long after, Xue Yi finished applying the elixir, then let it go, and closed his eyes again to rest his mind.

Having learned this lesson, Xiang'er never dared to touch it lightly, so she had to fill up the teacup on the coffee table and stand aside.

As for Wang Mo in the Mianzhu courtyard, he looked helplessly at Huofeng and Qingpi who were having fun in the distance.

If the two guys hadn't been too violent before, he wouldn't have been so distracted that he accidentally injured the maid Xiang'er.

Fortunately, he was connected with Xue Yi, and as soon as Xiang'er came into contact with Xue Yi, he was discovered by Wang Mo and rescued him.

As time passed, there was a burst of brilliance flickering on the light curtain, and after it faded away in an instant, a clear picture appeared.

At this time, an old man with a rosy complexion walked up to the auction stage, picked up a purple wooden hammer that was a foot long, and lightly tapped a square of wood above the auction table.

As soon as the old man appeared, an invisible coercion flashed from the light curtain, and he was clearly a Nascent Soul Saint.

There was a soft bang, and it spread in the box.

For these, Wang Mo did not show any curiosity. In Tang Zhenye's memory, he participated in many such trading conferences, but it was transmitted to each box by the formation under the town tree.

"Fellow daoists can come here to support my Tianyuan City. Here, the old man Fang Hongyi welcomes you on behalf of Tianyuan City. I think everyone has already understood the rules in the Black Jade Order, so the old man will not Say more, let's start the auction of today's first treasure!" Fang Hongyi didn't make a long speech, and after the brief introduction, he announced the start of the auction.

As soon as his words fell, the light curtain behind him flickered, and a beautiful woman walked onto the auction stage holding a tray covered by red brocade.

"The first treasure, the third-grade top-grade pill, twelve soul-melting ginseng pills, its effect is to make your own magic energy and spiritual consciousness more compatible, to achieve the effect of commanding your own arm, and you can control your own magic more quickly. Qi, but I don’t worry that the magic energy will grow too fast, which will make the cultivation base unstable. The starting price is three thousand high-grade primordial stones, and each increase should not be less than one hundred high-grade primordial stones!” Fang Hongyi calmly uncovered the red brocade cloth, and placed it inside. Holding four jade bottles, exuding the fragrance of panacea.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mo saw through the bloody clothes that a series of numbers appeared in the upper right corner of the light curtain in the box, and they changed rapidly.

"This Tianyuan City's handwriting is really extraordinary, and it's a third-rank high-grade pill!" In the Mianzhu courtyard, Wang Mo muttered to himself.