A seal of immortality

Chapter 539 Acquiring the Blue Flame Stone and the Green Mulberry Wood

Two days later, the Hehuan Sect's once-in-a-century trade fair was officially held.

Demon cultivators from the mainland of Qi State and several countries around Qi State poured into Tianluo City one after another.

At this time, Wang Changsheng was standing in a magnificent golden palace. A silver plaque was hung above the entrance of the palace, which said Jinxin Palace. The whole palace was shrouded in a pink light curtain, which looked very mysterious.

Dozens of Hehuan Sect disciples patrolled around the palace to ensure that the trade fair was safe.

Two black-clothed monks stood guard at the entrance of the palace. The alchemy monk who entered paid them an intermediate spirit stone, took a grimace mask from them, and walked in.

"The three of us." The old man in gray threw three middle-level spirit stones to the guard.

The guard immediately took out three grimace masks and handed them to Wang Changsheng and the other three.

The gray-clothed old man and the middle-aged man took the mask, put it on their faces immediately, and walked in.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng also put a grimace mask on his face and walked in.

Walking into the hall, you will be greeted by a hall the size of an acre.

In the center of the hall is a round high platform with a size of more than ten feet, and a white wooden table is placed on the high platform.

Around the circular high platform, there are hundreds of antique wooden chairs, a small half of which are already sitting on them. Judging from the clothes and hair, there are men, women and children.

Most of the people wore grimace masks. Even though Wang Changsheng's spiritual sense was much stronger than that of monks of the same level, he could not see their specific faces clearly, but judging from the fluctuations in their aura, they were undoubtedly monks in the alchemy stage. Not a single infant monk.

The hall is bright and bright, the top and surrounding walls are inlaid with many fist-sized moonstones, there are hundreds of them, illuminating the hall as bright as day.

Wang Changsheng counted them carefully, and there were more than 50 alchemy stage monks in the hall, and there were more alchemy stage monks walking in behind.

It was appalling that more than 50 alchemy cultivators gathered in a trade fair.

It was the first time for Wang Changsheng to see so many alchemy stage monks gathered together, and he was inevitably a little shocked.

The three of Wang Changsheng sat down in the front seats, closed their eyes and rested their minds, waiting for the opening of the trade fair.

Two hours later, more than 100 alchemy monks entered Jinxin Palace.

After three loud bells, the fair begins.

Hundreds of monks in the alchemy stage stared intently at a man in white robe with a resolute face on the circular high platform.

The monk who hosted the auction was a mid-stage alchemy monk.

The white-robed man cupped his hands at the crowd present, and said with a smile: "Welcome all fellow daoists to come to the trade fair held by our Acacia Sect. I won't say much about the rules. I believe you all know it well. The meeting is over, which is the time for fellow Taoists to trade freely. If you have any items to exchange and sell, you can go forward and display them and trade independently. We will not intervene, and we will not charge fees. Okay, let’s get back to business, the following transaction It will officially begin!"

After finishing speaking, he turned over with one hand, and a rectangular jade box about a foot long appeared in his hand. When the jade box was opened, a blood-red ginseng about a foot long was revealed.

"The first auction item, Millennium Blood Qi Ginseng, should not be missed by fellow Taoists who practice Blood Dao Kung Fu. The reserve price is 3000 yuan for spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than [-]." The white-robed man said word by word.

Although this thousand-year-old blood ginseng contained a lot of blood energy, there were not many bidders, only five or six people, and it was finally won by a monk at a price of 1 yuan in spirit stones.

There were not many bidders for the next few auction items.

Wang Changsheng was not surprised by this.

This fair will last for two or three days, and the things that are put up for auction at the beginning are naturally not much better. These things are also considered precious to ordinary alchemy monks, but as long as they are willing to spend time and go to a few more large markets, It can also be collected by participating in several large auctions.

Therefore, most monks in the alchemy period did not participate in the auction, but kept their spirit stones to bid for things that will be auctioned later. I heard that one of the finale auction items was a magic weapon, but I don't know if it is true or not.

As time passed, one product after another was auctioned off, and the atmosphere at the venue gradually heated up.

At this time, the white-robed man took out a fist-sized cyan spar. On the surface of the spar, there was a flaming blue light that flowed erratically, which was quite strange.

"A piece of blue flame stone, weighing three catties and four ounces, is a rare material for refining equipment. It can hold wood attribute spiritual energy. It is an excellent material for refining wood attribute magic weapons. The base price of this object is 5000 yuan for spirit stones, and each increase in price should not be less than 1000 yuan. Lingshi."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Changsheng's face brightened, and he hurriedly shouted: "Six thousand."

"I pay eight thousand."

"The old man offered nine thousand."

"1 yuan of spirit stones."

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There are quite a few people who know the goods, and someone quoted the price one after another, and the price quickly reached 1 yuan for Lingshi, which doubled.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned, and shouted, "Twenty thousand."

If the auction continues, the price is likely to exceed [-] yuan. Instead of this, Wang Changsheng directly raised the price to [-] yuan, hoping to scare away some people who don't really need this item.

Sure enough, as Wang Changsheng expected, when the price of [-] yuan went out, the number of bidders suddenly decreased a lot.

"Twenty-one thousand." A man's voice sounded a little low.

"Twenty-five thousand." Wang Changsheng's voice was emotionless.

In order to refine the magic talisman, this piece of blue flame stone king is bound to have a long life.

"Twenty-six thousand."

"Thirty thousand."

This time, no one bid for the auction again. The price of 3 yuan for spirit stones is indeed a bit high. Now the auction is only halfway through, and there are still many good things to come out later. Let's save the spirit stones for the next auction!

"The first time with [-] spirit stones, the second time with [-] spirit stones, and the third time with [-] spirit stones. The transaction is made. This blue flame stone belongs to this fellow daoist. If you pay the spirit stones, you can give it away." This blue flame stone has been taken away." The middle-aged man presiding over the auction repeated the object three times as usual, confirmed the ownership of the object, and said to Wang Changsheng's location.

Wang Changsheng nodded, walked quickly to the circular high platform, took out a heavy storage bag, and threw it to the white-robed man.

The man in white robe opened the storage bag, glanced at it, nodded in satisfaction, and threw the blue smoke stone in his hand to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng put away the blue flame stone and returned to his seat.

The white-robed man turned his palm, and a piece of green wood about a foot long appeared in his hand, and said:
"The 500-year-old green mulberry wood weighs five catties and two taels. It is an excellent material for refining wood-type defensive magic weapons. The base price is 6000 yuan for spirit stones, and the price increase should not be less than one thousand."

"Twenty thousand." As soon as the man in white robe finished speaking, Wang Changsheng raised the price to twenty thousand, hoping to scare away other bidders.

"Twenty-two thousand."

"Twenty-five thousand."

"7000 Yuan Lingshi."

Although Wang Changsheng raised the price to 2 yuan for Lingshi, there were still three people participating in the auction.

"Thirty thousand." Wang Changsheng added 3000 yuan of spirit stones.

"Thirty-three thousand." A somewhat rough voice sounded.

"The concubine's price is thirty-five thousand." A pleasant female voice sounded.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his face darkened, and he said a price that shocked the hearts of all the monks in the audience.

"5 yuan of spirit stones."

As soon as this price was exported, there was no sound in the hall. This price was the highest bid so far since the auction started.

After a commotion, many people glanced at Wang Changsheng.

Anyway, the mask can block the detection of spiritual consciousness, so Wang Changsheng is not worried about being recognized.

Hearing the quotation of 5 yuan for spirit stones, a man and a woman who had previously bid were silent. The man in white robe who presided over the auction repeated it three times in a row, and then announced that the piece of green mulberry wood belonged to Wang Changsheng.

After paying the Lingshi, Wang Changsheng put away the green mulberry tree and returned to his seat.

"Junior Brother Wang, although the green mulberry tree is rare, you have already attracted some people's attention by bidding for it at a price of [-] spirit stones. Next, you should restrain yourself." The gray-clothed old man suggested through sound transmission.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and Transsion thanked him.

Since he dared to act like this, he naturally had something to rely on.

(End of this chapter)