An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping felt a slight movement in his heart. The Nine Swords of Fiery Yang happened to be one of the targets that attracted him to attend the auction.

The other one is the complete version of the Heaven Stealing Art.

After waiting for a day, the Nine Swords of Lieyang finally started to be auctioned.

As soon as Xinhe Laodao finished speaking, someone immediately spoke:

"Nine hundred middle-grade spiritual stones!"

He directly increased the starting price of one hundred mid-grade spiritual stones to nine hundred mid-grade spiritual stones, and it seemed that he was bound to win.

It's just that at the auction, everything speaks for itself with spiritual stones, and momentum alone is not enough.

"One thousand!" someone shouted immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately shouted: "One thousand and twenty middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"Stingy, I only add twenty at a time, I'll give you a thousand and one!"

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Fang Ping was not in a hurry to bid. The Nine Swords of Fierce Sun were nine low-grade spiritual weapons, and the more than a thousand medium-grade spiritual stones were still far from its final transaction price.

Several low-grade spiritual weapons were previously auctioned, and the transaction prices were all around 2,000 for mid-grade spiritual stones.

The final transaction price of the Nine Swords of the Fierce Sun is very likely to be tens of thousands of mid-grade spiritual stones. www.com

Sure enough, the price of the Nine Swords of Lieyang continued to increase, from one thousand, two thousand, to five thousand, six thousand...

When its price reached eight thousand mid-grade spiritual stones, the price increase gradually slowed down.

At the same time, Fang Ping also felt that the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness in the venue were getting stronger and stronger. Some people even directly asked to borrow spiritual stones from familiar monks, or simply discussed with others to take pictures together.

"What, are you interested?" Ye Chang saw Fang Ping's intention.

"I'm just here for it!" Fang Ping replied.

Yang Shuo heard this and said, "Then why don't you increase the price? Just call out 10,000 and shut up those who are joining in the fun."

Ye Chang chuckled lightly, glanced in the direction of Zhao Wuji and the others and said, "How about I find someone to help increase the price? If you raise the price, Zhao Wuji will definitely cause trouble."

Ye Chang is not just talking casually. After all, the auction has been going on so far. In addition to the Thunder Cloud Boots, both parties have made trouble with each other more than once or twice.

Yang Shuo also reacted at this time and said thoughtfully: "Yes, it is best to ask someone to increase the price on your behalf. I see that someone has handed the item to Zhao Wuji after successfully bidding before."

Fang Ping shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter. If they want to follow, then let them follow. Anyway, I don't lack these spiritual stones. If they push too hard, I won't have to use the Nine Swords of the Fierce Sun." Or not."

In fact, the main reason why Fang Ping rejected their proposal was not told to Ye Chang and Yang Shuo.

That is because he wanted to take the Nine Swords of the Fierce Sun, naturally in order to cooperate with the Eighteen Swords of Molten Swords Formation.

The Eighteen Molten Swords were originally obtained from Liao Ming. As Huang Pei'an's master, if Liao Ming passed this set of sword formations to Huang Pei'an, Huang Pei'an would definitely get it.

Of course, Fang Ping still hoped that Liao Ming had hidden his secrets and did not pass this sword formation to Huang Pei'an.

It's just that based on Huang Pei'an and Liao Ming's thoughts, if Liao Ming doesn't give Huang Pei'an any benefits, Huang Pei'an will most likely not have much trust in Liao Ming.

Seeing that Fang Ping had made up his mind, Ye Chang and Yang Shuo looked at each other and stopped trying to persuade him.

The three of them sat upright and continued to watch and wait.

The price of the Nine Swords of the Fierce Sun continued to rise, and finally began to stagnate when it reached 14,000 mid-grade spiritual stones.

The highest bidders now are two elders from the Tiansha Sect. They are working together to win this set of spiritual weapons and flying swords.

"Is it possible that a set of nine spiritual weapons and flying swords will eventually be acquired by 14,000 medium-grade spiritual stones? When you think of today, fellow Taoists, will you regret it so much that you are raising the price in your dreams?"

Xinhe Laodao made a little joke. Based on his experience, he can naturally estimate that this price is definitely not the final transaction price of this set of spiritual weapons and flying swords.

The monks chuckled for a moment, but for some unknown reason no one bid in the end.

So Xinhe Laodao picked up the auction hammer and said: "Since no one bids, I will start the countdown..."

Before he could finish speaking, a voice rang out: "Senior, please wait a moment, I will give you one hundred and forty-one high-grade spiritual stones!"

Everyone looked for the voice, but saw that the person who spoke was a strange young monk.

He is dressed in plain clothes, has a delicate appearance, and an extraordinary temperament. At a young age, he has the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building. It seems that he should be a talented disciple from a big force or family.

He was sitting among the crowd at the venue, and even without any high-profile actions, he was still one of the more eye-catching people.

Fang Ping's consciousness enveloped the entire audience and he had noticed this person a long time ago. However, this person did not increase the price before and just sat quietly, so Fang Ping did not pay much attention.

But now that he made a move, he changed the bidding price for this set of flying swords from medium-grade spiritual stones to high-grade spiritual stones.

Xinhe Old Taoist looked at this person and praised him: "This Taoist has a good eye. Believe me, your one hundred and forty-one high-grade spiritual stones are definitely worth it."

Just after he finished boasting, he changed the subject and said, "Fellow Taoists, do you want to increase the price? One hundred and forty-one high-grade spiritual stones are still missing the price."

"One hundred and fifty high-grade spiritual stones!" Another young voice sounded.

Everyone looked for the voice and saw that the person who spoke was none other than Huang Pei'an.

Fang Ping felt something in his heart. It seemed that what he was worried about had happened.

Huang Pei'an bid at this time, obviously waiting for the final decisive moment.

"One hundred and six!" The monk in white just said without thinking.

He looked indifferent and didn't even look at Huang Pei'an.

Seeing the reactions of these two people, the cultivators knew that they would see another bidding war where top-grade spirit stones were treated as stones.

Huang Pei’an: “One hundred and sixty-five!”

“One hundred and seven!” The white-robed cultivator remained calm.

“One hundred and eight!”

“Two hundred!”

“Two hundred and one!”

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These two people were also very wealthy and calm, and they simply called out top-grade spirit stones as if they were low-grade spirit stones.

This time, not only the cultivators present were excited, but even some of the Jindan ancestors upstairs began to be curious.

There were even a few Jindan ancestors who walked out of the wing room and stood in front of the railing to watch the excitement.

One top-grade spirit stone could be exchanged for one hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and could be exchanged for ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

These Jindan ancestors were usually very tight with top-grade spirit stones, but they didn’t expect that there would be two foundation-building cultivators using top-grade spirit stones to bid for a set of low-grade spiritual tools.

Huang Pei'an: "I'm a fool!"

The white-robed monk's face changed slightly, his eyebrows raised, and he was silent for a moment, without any unusual emotional changes on his face. He stood up and bowed to Xinhe Laodao and Huang Pei'an:

"I have limited spiritual stones and can't continue. I give up. Congratulations, Taoist friend."

After saying that, he sat back in his original position as if nothing had happened, as if the previous incident had no effect on him at all.

Huang Pei'an stood up and said to the other party in return: "Thank you, Taoist friend, for giving up."

Then he bowed to the people around him and said humbly: "Thank you, Taoist friends, for giving up. If no one bids, then I will be disrespectful to refuse."

Xinhe Laodao also had a happy look on his face. It was a bit beyond his expectation that this set of flying swords could be sold for 250 high-grade spiritual stones.

After waiting for a while, no one bid, and even many people began to congratulate Huang Pei'an.

Huang Peian also returned the gifts gracefully, with a satisfied smile on his face, as if the 250 high-grade spirit stones were not worth mentioning at all.

"Excuse me, senior, please announce it."

Xinhe Taoist nodded and said, "Is there anyone else bidding? Nine Swords of the Fiery Sun, 250 high-grade spirit stones for the first time... the second time..."

Just when he was about to shout for the third time, a voice suddenly rang out: "Senior, please wait a moment, I bid 250 high-grade spirit stones, plus 100 low-grade spirit stones."

The monks who were quietly waiting for Xinhe Taoist to drop the hammer were instantly stagnant by the voice that just appeared, and the venue was audible.

Even the white-clothed monk who was bidding with Huang Peian just now turned his head with curiosity.

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