Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 65 The auction begins

The morning sun shone through the window into the room and fell on Wang Chong. As early as last night, the fist-sized piece of black gold had been refined to only a quarter of its original size. After leaving the five spirit space, Most of the mana in his body had been consumed. Wang Chong had expected this, and started refining after taking a few pills.

He didn't stay idle for the rest of the time, he took out the pill recipe he got earlier from the storage bag, and started to study it, and before he knew it, it was dawn.

Slowly opened his eyes, the gleam of enlightenment in his pupils receded immediately, but his face became a little more joyful: "Jessica Pill? There is indeed no problem with the elixir needed, and the previous elixir has also been checked Well, although the properties of the medicine are a bit overbearing, it’s okay, as long as you have collected a few of these herbs, then you can start refining them.”

Standing up, Wang Chong stretched lazily, and there was a crackling sound in his body, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

After leaving the inn, there were quite a few people on the street, but they all looked hurried. With a quick glance, they knew that these people were monks, and their purpose was similar to Wang Chong's, they were all going to the auction.

Wang Chong's original intention of appearing in the underground imitation market this time was to find the old blind man, to see if he could get a suitable prescription from the other party, but he never thought that a small private fair would achieve his goal, so he kept going There was no point in looking for the old blind man. The only thing he regretted was whether there were other formulas for Feng Ling Jue.

He had always suspected that the old thing had given him an incomplete seal of spirits, but he never had the chance to ask.

But it's okay if there is no chance. This person has always been mysterious. In the underground imitation city, he actually set up a ring for mortal warriors and low-level monks to fight. Although Wang Chong hated that place very much, he had no choice but, even though he rarely killed people.

Reappearing in the underground imitation market again, Wang Chong has changed back to his previous identity, Mr. Black.

There are a lot fewer monks setting up stalls outside today, and many people are walking in one direction, the auction house.

Walking slowly along the crowd, it didn't take long before the end came to an end. Many monks gathered in front of the auction house, but many people were blocked outside and were not qualified to go in. Only a few people walked forward. After taking out a token, he was released.

However, this is not always the case. Some individual monks have not yet entered, and some people immediately greet them and respectfully give way, but none of the crowd dared to express the slightest dissatisfaction, because these people are all Those who have reached the cultivation base of the pulse condensing stage are truly strong.

When it was Wang Chong's turn, no one came up to greet him, but after he took out the token, an old man next to him had his eyes lit up, walked over immediately, and said enthusiastically, "So it's Mr. in black, it's really negligent, plz follow me."

Wang Chong saw clearly the identity of this person through the black veil in front of the bamboo hat. It was the Master Shi who appraised the treasure for him yesterday.

"If that's the case, I'll be fine." Wang Chong cupped his hands, still using Mr. Black's hoarse and old voice, and then followed Master Shi to the lobby where the auction was about to be held.

He thought he would be taken to the lobby, but what Wang Chong didn't expect was that Master Shi suddenly turned a corner at the entrance of the stairs and walked up the stairs to the second floor. As if he had realized something, the other party stopped suddenly, Turning around with a smile on his face, he said, "Mr. Heiyi, your private room is on the second floor, please follow me."

Wang Chong didn't say anything when he heard the words, and followed after nodding his head.

Walking up to the second floor, you can immediately see some figures walking around, but they are all wrapped in the black mist, you can't see their appearance clearly, and there is no aura coming out.

Then Wang Chong was arranged in a private room near the corner, and he didn't feel wrong about it. According to his previous understanding, anyone who can sit in the private room must be a monk in the pulse condensation stage, or It's some people with special status, but I didn't expect him to be treated like this.

Sitting in the private room, even though it was in a corner, the entire lobby could be seen at a glance. The bottom was filled with darkness. With a glance, Wang Chong could see many well-known monks in the underground imitation market sitting below.

"Huh? That's..." His gaze randomly swept across the crowd below, but unexpectedly, he saw a familiar figure, Su Mei!
Su Mei, who was wearing a white long gown, was the same as yesterday, wearing a white bamboo hat, her face was covered by a white gauze, she was sitting quietly below, but it gave people a feeling that she was inaccessible.

As if suddenly aware of something, Su Mei, who had been sitting there quietly, suddenly turned her head and looked at the private room where Wang Chong was. Her black eyebrows under the white gauze frowned slightly, and a look of doubt flashed across her beautiful eyes.

"Could it be that I feel wrong? Why have I always felt that someone is staring at me since yesterday? That feeling is so familiar." Su Mei thought to herself, then shook her head secretly, and turned back again.

"Why, what's the matter, Junior Sister?" Yang Tai, who was sitting on the side, asked with concern, but after the black mist restrained him, a pair of greedy eyes swept the girl's body unscrupulously, and completely removed the previous feeling. camouflage.

Su Mei's mental perception is so powerful, the disgust in her eyes is fleeting, but when she thinks that she will find what she has been looking for for a year after the auction, a figure of a person will appear in Su Mei's heart.

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't understand. Since we have already found the news about that thing, why come here to watch some auction? It's a waste of time."

Yang Tai rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and pretended to be humorous: "Junior sister doesn't know something. I got a gossip before, senior brother. There will be one item in this auction. I'm afraid no girl in the world can refuse it. Let's sell it here first." It’s a hurdle, we’ll just have to wait and see.”

Su Mei didn't show any curiosity on her face when she heard this, she just sat there quietly and didn't speak anymore.

Seeing that the other party stopped talking, Yang Tai also closed his mouth tactfully, but he sneered in his heart, his eyes kept rolling back and forth, and he was completely different from his usual gentle and elegant appearance.

In the private room on the second floor, Wang Chong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Su Mei turn around again. The moment Su Mei turned around to look over just now, Wang Chong, who thought he was always shocked, immediately turned his head away as if he was guilty of a guilty conscience. Go, although you can't see the inside of the private room from the outside.

"This girl has such a strong mental perception, she always feels like she's going to be discovered." Wang Chong curled his lips and whispered to himself.

There were more and more people in the lobby, and the scene became more and more noisy. There was constant noise, but for some reason, the noise became much quieter after it reached the private room, and Wang Chong didn't dare to keep staring at Su Mei anymore. Sitting in meditation, quietly waiting for the start of the auction.

Soon, the entire lobby was full of people, even the back row was full. The light suddenly dimmed, and the noise decreased a lot. Many people immediately realized that the auction had begun.

Wang Chong opened his eyes slightly, licked his lips inadvertently, and there was a little more expectation in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)