An Ordinary Path to Immortality

After the old woman's voice appeared, Xuehe's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He also realized that it was not that no one had bid before, but because the righteous cultivators were waiting for an opportunity.

And Shaoyin was the reason for them to participate in the auction of the blood flag openly.

Once the identity of the disciple of Baihua Valley was revealed, even if Xuehe had a hundred sons sealed in the blood flag, others would have a reason to bid against him for the blood flag, and there was nothing wrong with it in terms of morality.

"What a waste of effort!" Fang Ping shook his head. The battle between the righteous and the evil was about to reach the eyebrows, and the righteous cultivators of Zhangzhou actually needed to arrange such a thing before they took action.

"It's so pedantic. The righteous in Zhangzhou has no chance of winning against the evil cultivators."

Fang Ping made a conclusion in his heart, and at the same time, he made up his mind to speed up the excavation of magnets after returning, and then leave Zhangzhou as soon as possible.

Just as Fang Ping expected, with Shao Yin's words, the righteous monks in Zhangzhou suddenly became the embodiment of justice, and began to condemn the atrocities committed by the young master of the Blood Sword Demon Sect against the Hundred Flower Valley. At the same time, they also strongly supported Shao Yin to bid for the blood flag and bring the murderer to justice.

Under the condemnation of the righteous monks, Xuehe was completely passive, especially the great master of the Tianbao Pavilion who intentionally or unintentionally released his aura, which made him dare not attack at all. In the end, he could only bid according to the rules of the Tianbao Pavilion.

"One thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as Xuehe's voice fell, Shao Yin followed up without hesitation: "Two thousand!"

"Three thousand!"

"Five thousand!" Shao Yin gritted his teeth, and was not afraid of Xuehe, the old monster of the Nascent Soul.

"Eight thousand!" Xuehe quoted a sky-high price again.

This price was the same as the price Fang Ping sold to Tianbao Pavilion. Every spirit stone added later was the profit of Tianbao Pavilion.

"Ten thousand."

"Fifteen thousand high-grade spirit stones!" Xuehe was furious, but helpless.

He knew the miserable situation in Baihua Valley, and he also knew that there was a blood demon in his son's blood banner that was made from the soul of a female cultivator from Baihua Valley.

But he didn't expect that today this female cultivator from Baihua Valley would become a stumbling block for him to save his son.

"Twenty thousand!" Shaoyin spoke without hesitation.

Fang Ping frowned and regretted it. He knew that the blood banner would definitely sell for a high price, but he didn't expect it to sell for such a high price.

If he had known earlier, he would definitely not sell it to Tianbao Pavilion for only eight thousand high-grade spirit stones.

Fang Ping, who felt that he had suffered a great loss, beat his feet and stamped his chest. If you didn't know, you would think that his son was sealed in the blood banner.

This time, before Xuehe could speak, the auctioneer interrupted them and said, "Please wait a moment. Because your bids are too high, we at Tianbao Pavilion need to verify your capital. Do you agree?"

Unexpectedly, Shaoyin said directly, "I don't have so many spirit stones. If Xuehe Old Demon doesn't raise the price, please let the blood flag go unsold. I am willing to accept any punishment from Tianbao Pavilion."

This move of cutting off the source of funds and the empty city plan made Fang Ping cheer for her.

Even the auctioneer, who had seen many storms, was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What do you think, Senior Xuehe?"

"Twenty-one thousand!" Xuehe did not answer, but directly quoted the price.

As the leader of a sect, and a Yuanying old monster, and bidding for his son, he was already embarrassed by a mere foundation-building stage. If he agreed to let Tianbao Pavilion verify Shaoyin's capital, it would be too embarrassing for him.

With the two of them behaving like this, the auctioneer could only signal them to continue. In fact, he was also happy that both sides would raise the price desperately.

Perhaps the price of more than 20,000 high-grade spirit stones is not low, or perhaps the righteous cultivators feel that it is time to stop.

The two sides raised the price again. When Xuehe offered 28,000 high-grade spirit stones, Shaoyin finally gave up with tears.

The blood flag sold for nearly 30,000 high-grade spirit stones, but unfortunately, Fang Ping only got a mere 8,000, which made Fang Ping very depressed.

So much so that Fang Ping didn't pay any attention to the various treasures in the auction.

He just sat in the wing room, comprehending the refining classics while refining the blood sword and treasure mirror left by the young master after his death.

These are two magic weapons. Fang Ping once hesitated whether to take them to Tianbao Pavilion for auction, but after the Tianbao Pavilion's valuation, he felt that it would be more cost-effective to keep them.

The Pavilion Master of Tianbao Pavilion helped him check carefully. These two magic weapons did not have any hidden marks or other mechanisms, so Fang Ping could refine them boldly.

It is not easy to refine a magic weapon. It requires years of tempering with one's own spirit and energy to make the magic weapon fit with oneself, so that it can be used more smoothly and exert more power.

Especially for a foundation-building cultivator like him, every time he drives a magic weapon, he needs to bear great consumption.

If the magic weapon is fully refined and used, the magic weapon and the owner's mind are connected, and the consumption will be much less.

Suddenly, another auction item caught Fang Ping's attention, which made him pause from comprehending the refining books and refining magic weapons, and instead focus on the auctioneer who was talking on the stage.

"... I believe that you have already felt the tense situation in Zhangzhou, and there must be many people who have already prepared to go to other areas to avoid the limelight."

After a pause, the auctioneer smiled and said, "If any Taoist friend is wealthy, you should pay more attention to the next auction item."

As he spoke, he slowly unveiled the red silk in front of him, and on the tray, there was only a palm-sized white jade token.

Then the auctioneer waved his hand, and a three-dimensional map appeared in front of him.

"I'm sure some of you have recognized this map. That's right, it's the map of Kunwu Mountain, the ancestral vein of Zhongzhou."

He pointed to the center of Kunwu Mountain, which is also the location of Kunwu's main peak. There is a special mark here: "Here is the gate of Piaomiao Xianzong, the largest sect in Yunling Continent. Everyone, look here..."

He pointed to another mark at the end of Kunwu Mountain: "It is only 36,000 miles away from the gate of Piaomiao Xianzong. There is a golden elixir cave that has been in operation for a hundred years. The original owner practiced hard here for a hundred years. Because he could not join Piaomiao Xianzong, he was discouraged and decided to sell the cave and travel around the world.

This place The cave has been verified by the monks of Zhongzhou Tianbao Pavilion. It covers an area of ​​more than 3,000 acres, which is large enough.

Not only is the scenery pleasant, there are snow-capped mountains and clear springs, exotic flowers and plants, and peaks and ridges. There is also a spiritual vein that is born at the middle level, so there is no need to worry about spiritual energy.

The cave is close to Piaomiao Xianzong, and there are multiple sets of large formations for protection. There is no need to worry about safety issues.

There are also many foundation-building, golden elixir, and Yuanying strongmen who are also determined to join the Xianzong. Among them, there are many talented monks with extraordinary qualifications. On weekdays, neighbors often visit and communicate. "

While speaking, the auctioneer released a real image of the outside and inside of the cave.

Fang Ping was moved by it. This is simply a paradise. If he can live in seclusion with his master Luo Yun and practice in seclusion here, it would be too comfortable.

Of course, what really caught Fang Ping's attention was the four words "Piaomiao Xianzong".

He silently picked up a jade slip, which was the jade slip left by Ye Chang when Fang Ping was healing Luo Yun.

The content of the jade slip is very simple. Ye Chang just hopes that when Fang Ping enters the Yuanling Continent to travel, if he has the opportunity to enter Zhongzhou and if he has the opportunity to meet the Saint of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, he will ask Fang Ping to help pass on a message to the other party.

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