Bright Jade True Immortal

Bright Jade True Immortal Chapter 479

2021-11-18

Chapter 479 The Attribution of Astrology Essence (6.4k is 1500 monthly ticket plus update !)

There are five or six Essence Core cultivators next to the ordinary seats on the third floor.

The leader is a youngster who looks like a scholar.

A pair of Azure Bamboo paintings are drawn on the top and bottom of the robe, giving it a personable feeling.

Ma Hujing, the founder of Kunpeng League, the realm of Essence Core Great Perfection.

Among the other group of people, who had a photo with Chen Ping once, there is a man with phoenix eyes on the left and a beautiful female cultivator.

The two are Bai Ling and Tong Guan.

The rest of the people around are all Essence Core members of the Kunpeng League.

The middle of several people's vague packages was the source of surprise to Chen Ping.

Isn't that goatee Taoist with a bitter face, his cheap Junior Brother Yang Ziyu?

"This guy surnamed Yang has fallen into the wolves again?"

Chen Ping corner of the mouth twitched, a little speechless.

At the beginning, after Yang Ziyu loaned a batch of medicine pills from him, solemnly vowed to return to Fuyou City immediately.

Seeing that the meeting of the two cities is coming to an end, this person has not left yet.

However, the expression on Guan Yang Ziyu's face may have been intercepted by the cultivator of the Kunpeng League, not willingly.

"Youth Ping, who is that person?"

Seeing Chen Ping staring at him in one direction, Shen Wanwan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Luo Huazong's Supreme Elder owes me a little Spirit Stone."

laughed, and Chen Ping said with a deeper meaning: "Look at this situation, he will continue to owe a lot. It's been a few years."

"You just want to make some small sects, cultivators of small families."

Shen Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled, and didn't ask any more questions.

Back in the chair, Chen Ping closed his eyes for a quarter of an hour before thousands more cultivators entered the hall.

Also, all the boxes seem to have been occupied by bits and pieces.

Chen Ping gently put out a breath when he opened his eyes again.

Anyone who can enter the top auction is at least a cultivator above the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

There are hundreds of realms in Essence Core.

But there are very few Golden Core cultivators, no more than two palms.

It can be seen that the further back the bottleneck is, the difficulty is ten times and a hundred times deeper.

Fortunately, the number of Cultivation World Human Races is not small.

Relying on the huge base, the proportion of high-rank cultivators appearing can basically remain stable in each generation.

“Boom”

“Boom”

“Boom”

Suddenly, several heavy bells rang throughout the cabin, and the originally open The hall door slowly closed with a muffled sound.

The dimly lit hall suddenly became a little darker.

Immediately, above the cylindrical auction table, a string of luxurious and radiant crystal lights hangs down.

This special thing, which is composed of a thousand Luminous Pearls, releases a faint soft white light at once, filling the audience.

It makes the environment of the whole hall clear and unusual, like daylight.

Everyone looked subconsciously towards the auction table.

"Fellow Daoists, Mr. Kwong is polite."

A gentle elderly voice suddenly sounded, the multicolored lights flashed on the cylindrical platform, and a white eyebrow gray beard , seventy-sixty, strangely dressed cultivator appeared on stage.

I saw this old man holding a reddish-brown rosary in his hand, wearing a golden cassock, and smiling all the time.

“Kwong daoist of Thought-Transformation Sect!”

“This auction is actually hosted by Golden Core cultivator.”

“hehe, this is a precious There are so many auction items, even the False Core cultivator can't stun everyone."

When the old monk appeared, tens of thousands of cultivators immediately whispered and folded their hands in salute.

The Chen Ping couple in the box looked at each other and bowed.

Kwong Xunzhi, Old Ancestor of Ning City Thought-Transformation Sect.

This person cultivated in a small temple in the mortal world since he was a child, and after he officially entered the Cultivation World, he still maintained his early outfits.

When Kwong Xunzhi successfully broke through, he named himself "Mingjing Monk".

Actually, with Chen Ping's strength, there is no need to do the "Junior" ceremony at all.

But it's the same as reaching out and not hitting a smiley face.

Kwong Xunzhi's Divine Consciousness is scanning the auction floor.

"As expected by fellow Daoists, the top auction is an old man's self-recommendation, who is the leader to preside over."

At this time, Kwong Xunzhi coughed lightly and spoke in a gentle voice Published: "This auction is co-organized by the nine Golden Pill Sect doors and the Golden Core loose cultivator Gu Lupu Fellow Daoist Gu."

"Each treasure has been certified by a number of Appraisal Masters. There is no such thing as shoddy or fake.”

“As for the auction rules, the old man will not repeat it.”

“In short, during the auction period, all forms of overt and covert are prohibited. Violators will be severely punished with triple points of the final price of the auction item!”

After looking around for a while, seeing that no one had any objection, Kwong Xunzhi announced the auction and trembled lightly. In the sleeve robe, a purple jade bottle full of prohibitions floated out.

"The first treasure, a drop of the constellation essence consigned by the Sword Cauldron Sect!"

As soon as these words fell, the venue immediately fell silent.

Everyone held their breaths.

However, most cultivators already know the auction's treasure sequence in advance.

So, there is not much look of shock.

Astral Essence!

One of the auxiliary treasures for breaking the Golden Core, in the eyes of ordinary Essence Core cultivators, it is like a dive object, and aloof and remote are out of reach.

The preciousness of this thing is destined that those who are qualified to participate can be counted on one's fingers.

"The starting price is 5,000 points, and the bid is not less than 1,000 points each time. Fellow Daoists, let's start!" A huge diamond-shaped light curtain rose slowly.

The angle adjustment of the light curtain is very mysterious.

No matter where you sit, you can clearly see the screen displayed on it.

"Four, two and three boxes, seven thousand points."

Next moment, a cold and loud voice came from the six light curtains.

At the same time, the number on the screen was blurred for a while, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into two ancient cultivation words of "seven thousand".

"The old man interrupted to say that this set of light curtains is a newly developed auction helper from Baiqiaomen. The function, as you have seen with your own eyes, is now only 8,000 middle grade Spirit Stone. ."

"Fellow Daoists who opened Auction House, don't miss it."

Kwong Xunzhi held the prayer beads in his hand, laughed.

In a huge box on the top floor.

“Fellow Daoist Wei, how much benefit did you give to Kwong Xunzhi?”

“Fellow Daoist Mu is joking, after Kwong Fellow Daoist bought a set of auction helpers a few years ago, I think it's very useful, so I must have volunteered to promote Baiqiaomen for me."

"hehe..."

...

"Wanwan, late Please help me contact Baiqiaomen sometime, and buy a set of auction assistants, I hope the price will be reduced by a few percent."

"Okay, but Wanwan and Baiqiaomen don't have many contacts, so I don't know if they can successfully lower the price."

Slightly nodded, Shen Wanwan said she knew.

Chen Ping stopped talking and stared at the light curtain intently, the point token in his hand was already buckled on the wall.

Until the bottom line is exceeded, Astral Essence is still his first sold objects.

"Five-two-five boxes, 8,000 points, Jian Ding Zong Yan Wanqing."

After a while, the 7,000 offer was easily brushed off.

"Hey, she actually took the initiative to reveal her identity to bid."

Chen Ping looked subconsciously.

He is in Box 524, and Yan Wanqing is next door?

It's not surprising that the auction assistants give their names.

The real personal information is recorded at first in the point token.

Hide or reveal at your own will.

And Yan Wanqing's move probably shows her determination to win the constellation essence, and use her identity to deter competitors.

Anyway, after she photographed the constellation essence, she could seek refuge directly from Old Ancestor Liang daoist.

As a result, looking at the Great Influences in the Shuangcheng, even the evil cultivator camp, few people dare to attack her.

But most of the cultivators whose backgrounds are not strong enough still choose anonymous auctions.

"631 boxes, 9,000 points."

Hearing another quotation, Chen Ping eyebrow raised, just wanted to use Divine Consciousness to look over, but after all, he was worried about a few people. Golden Core, said in a low voice, "Wanwan, where did the Fellow Daoist in that box come from?"

"You always want to break the rules."

Shen Wanwan Glancing at him, after biting his jade lips, he took out the jade plate Dao Item exclusively for Moon Pavilion Pavilion Lord.

I saw that she sensed a few breaths in the Dao Item, and then sound transmission said: "Fighting Beast Sect, Mu Yuan, the news is worth two hundred middle grade Spirit Stone."

" It turned out to be him."

Chen Ping suddenly realized.

Beast Master Zong Mu Yuan holds 30,000 points, which is almost the same as Yan Wanqing.

If you fight desperately to the end, the astrology essence will belong to the two.

Glancing at the jade plate in Shen Wanwan's hand, Chen Ping felt envious.

Not long after the auction started, Grappling Moon Sect learned the specific seats of the cultivators.

What a terrifying intelligence system, with no opportunity.

"Ma'am, the Spirit Stone is ready."

Chen Ping joked and handed over a storage bag.

Shen Wanwan is restricted by the soul contract, and it is impossible to provide news for free.

"Youth Ping holds Martial Uncle Yin's token, all kinds of information only need to pay half of the Spirit Stone."

Shen Wanwan said solemnly, and then took out from the storage bag One hundred quantities, and the rest were returned.

"Okay, thank you Fellow Daoist Shen."

Chen Ping didn't know whether to cry or laugh touching the bridge of his nose, this feeling of being alive and intimate, but Urged him to have a bold idea.

However, Shen Wanwan's soul contract is in the hands of Gu Sixian, the first cultivator of the moon, and it is not that easy to unravel.

 …

The Constellation Auction continues.

"525 boxes, 11,000 points, Jian Ding Zongyan Wanqing."

"574 boxes, 12,000 points, Nether Fire door plan Yong."

"The 619 box, 14,000 points, the Three Absolutes Palace, Yi Evian."

In the later stage of the competition, what scrolls on the screen is basically the inner sea The Great Elders of the Four Sects.

Even several cultivators from the local Golden Pill Sect have given up their participation.

Staring at a name, Chen Ping looked thoughtful.

The Nether Fire door's Ji Yong seems to be Qian Wusheng's direct disciple.

......

When Yi Yiyun's quotation stagnated for three breaths, Chen Ping slowly put the token into the hole on the wall, and then thought.

"Five, two and four boxes, 15,000 points."

Although he didn't choose his real name to bid, he was ready to expose it.

Since Shen Wanwan can know the real-time information, there is no reason why the other major host sects are not clear.

"Five-two-five boxes, 16,000 points, Jian Ding Zong Yan Wanqing."

The new auction price immediately covered it.

This time, the scene is a bit deserted.

16,000 points, close to 10 million low grade Spirit Stone.

Anyone will hesitate.

After all, the constellation essence only provides a 10% chance of breaking the order, and its price rarely jumps to this amount.

"524 boxes, 18,000 points."

Chen Ping sent a thought into the hole ban with no expression.

This is his bottom line.

If there are still people to follow, he will give up without saying a word.

"Eighteen, the first time..."

"The second time..."

In the light curtain, a cold confirmation sound every ten breaths will sound once.

As the final third time approached, Chen Ping stared, involuntarily circling the box.

Is he about to take a picture of the haunting astrological essence?

"Box 631, 19,000 points."

However, a voice shattered Chen Ping's fantasy.

"hmph, the little beast master sect doesn't even have a Golden Core cultivator, can you bring the star essence back to Fuyou City safely?"

Chen Ping's expression instantly As soon as he sank, he pointed at the oblique box above his head.

"Youth Ping, do you want another round?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Shen Wanwan suggested.

"No, this thing is the bait for the Sword Cauldron Sect to harvest points, I can see it clearly."

Chen Ping shook his head and said decisively.

After he finished speaking, he took the token back and sat back on the futon with his arms folded, his face indifferent.

......

"525 boxes, 20,000 points, Jian Ding Zongyan Wanqing."

"631 boxes, 21,000 Thousands of points."

"The five-two-five box..."

Next, a number of cultivators, like Chen Ping, gave up the fight for the astrology essence.

Only Yan Wanqing and Mu Yuan, who had the highest points, were still trying to raise their prices.

In the next few rounds, every change of the light curtain can cause unanimous sighs in the audience.

"Five-two-five boxes, twenty-four thousand points, Jian Ding Zong Yan Wanqing."

A slender figure, a red dressed woman with a jade-like face facing away At the door, a pair of bright eyes like stars could not see any fluctuations.

Beside her, stood two Essence Core Great Perfection powerhouses, one old and one young.

"Qing'er, this is your last offer. The family has sold the public wealth accumulated over the decades for you, and even lost an Essence Core clansman."

Old man He took a half step forward and said in a kind tone, but there was an unquestionable meaning in his words.

"Senior Sister, you have to be rational. Even without this drop of astrological essence, Junior Brother believes that you can succeed."

The young cultivator's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, but he still opened the mouth and said: "If you spend too much money, the other senior and junior brothers who keep their points with you will not be able to guarantee that they will not complain."

Hearing the words of the two, the woman's shoulders trembled. Gently nodded.

"Hey!"

The old man just wanted to say something, but forcibly stopped, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

Because a row of subtitles reappeared on the light curtain.

"The six-three-one box, 27,000 points!"

With a price increase of 3,000, the opponent has completely abandoned the value of the star essence itself.

"That's it!"

The voice of Qingquan suddenly came together, and the woman slowly turned her head back, her eyes limpid autumn water with smoke, with a trace of breathtaking coldness.

"Third Uncle, Junior Brother, this token has been handed over to you. After the auction is completed, it will be exchanged for treasure." The token floated out.

At the same time, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"Qing'er, where are you going?"

The old man seemed to have a premonition, his body shook, and his voice was hoarse.

"I will not enter the Golden Core here, and I will have no body in the future."

The red dressed woman was slightly laughed, opened her arms and jumped out of the window, suddenly turning into a bunch Escaped, disappeared from the hidden passage of the auction house.

……

"The female cultivator who left the scene seems to be Jian Ding Zhen Chuan Yan Wanqing." , Chen Ping moved in his heart.

"The Beast Sect is so bold that even Yan Wanqing was defeated and fled."

Shen Wanwan pressed her beautiful eyes and said regretfully, "She was originally the most beautiful woman in the Inner Sea. There is hope to advance to the Golden Core cultivator seed, but unfortunately the previous breakthrough failed, even if she is the spirit root, the sect can only fully support it once."

"The Imperial Beast Sect is obviously hollowed out. I am very curious about the family property, how they can bring back the constellation essence when surrounded by wolves."

touched the chin, Chen Ping said with a twinkle in his eyes.

The most powerhouse of the Imperial Beast Sect is just a False Core. Compared with several Golden Pill Sect doors, it is no different from a soft persimmon.

Not to mention the evil cultivator camp, even if he has the intention of robbing.

"Box 631, 27,000 points!"

The final decision was finally made clear.

After Kwong Xunzhi announced the ownership of Xingxiang Jinglu, he beckoned for a maid and ordered her to be sent to the corresponding box.

"Kwong senior, wait."

At this moment, a middle-aged man of about thirty-five or six flew down from a box on the sixth layer.

This person is dressed in a white daoist robe, with a Tai Chi Chart case embroidered on his chest several feet in size, two long beards hanging down his chest, and his face is calm and informal.

"Kwong senior, it's the astrological essence captured by Junior."

The middle-aged male cultivator bowed slightly and handed the token with both hands.

"The Supreme Elder of the Imperial Beast Sect, Mu Yuan!"

"What, is that the constellation essence he photographed?"

The cultivators are envious discuss spiritedly.

"Little friend Mu, according to the rules, you can just wait in the box."

Kwong Xunzhi gave him a meaningful look and said indifferently.

"I disturbed the order of the auction, please forgive me, Kwong senior!"

Mu Yuan bowed his hands to him first, then bowed to somewhere on the top floor, and said loudly. : "Zong Muyuan, the imperial beast in Fuyou City, has met all the seniors."

"Junior is bold and plans to set up Core Formation around the Human Race station. Wish for Seniors will do it!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

A hint of surprise flashed across Kwong Xunzhi's face.

And some of the cultivators were shocked and admired, some sneered, and some even had strange thoughts in their hearts.

"He's a smart guy."

In the box, Chen Ping's eyes were burning, and there was an indescribable expression on his face.

Mu Yuan and the rest of the Imperial Beast Sect obviously knew their situation well.

It is better to try Core Formation in the ancient state plain than to rush back to Fuyou City with trepidation.

Nowadays, there are several Golden Cores and hundreds of Essence Cores on the plains. Looking at the entire Sea Territory, there are few places where Transcending Tribulation is safer than here.

However, there is a serious problem.

The process of cultivator Core Formation varies from person to person.

As short as a few days, as long as a few months.

Whether it's successful or not, it can take too long, are the Golden Core cultivators willing to stay in the ancient state plain and wait for him?

For ten breaths, the air all around seemed to be frozen and silent.

Mu Yuan was already trembling slightly, and a bead of sweat dripped down the tip of his nose.

He's making a big gamble!

If you lose, the beastmaster of strength great injury will be In name only.

“Thousands of years ago, under the cruel oppression of the Sea Clan, my Human Race, established the Golden Core.”

“This daoist believes that the alien race is from the beginning to the end. No one can shake us, only the Dao Heart that sticks to can get your vision."

"The old man has been here for seven hundred years, and his strength is low, and he can't create peace for all eternity."

"But to be determined for the Human Race and the life of your pursuers is really something worth protecting."

This sound is grandiose, and the word is pearly, and when it comes to the last word, A kind-hearted old man with a sword on his back has appeared in the center of the hall.

"Young friend Mu, go ahead, no matter the outcome, the old man will take care of you during this period!" The heart is not afraid to move forward."

"Junior thank the Liang daoist for the great kindness!"

Mu Yuan's passion was ten thousand zhang for a while, and his heart was extremely surging.

He made the right bet.

Jian Ding Zong Liang daoist Dong Ran Si Da is well known.

If the Human Race force can be suppressed by another Golden Core cultivator, he will be happy to see it.

At the moment, all worries have been removed, the most important thing is Core Formation!

At this moment, Mu Yuan's chest was filled with determination, he took the jade bottle from the maid, pulled the stopper, and poured it into his mouth!

Following, there was a flash of brilliance, and in an instant, he left the auction hall.

He appeared again and was already on the deck of the spirit ship.

......

"What a good one who is determined for the Human Race, and for the chaser!"

Chen Ping silently stared at the sword cultivator, secretly. thought.

Liang Yingzhuo has a bright demeanor and a Human Race in his heart. Otherwise, he will not be able to cultivate the sword of righteousness.

Although he doesn't agree with this person's concept, let alone imitate it, it does not prevent him from maintaining appreciation.

He even felt that the more such people the better in Cultivation World.

On the contrary, it is a cultivator like him who achieves his goal by fair means or foul, and it is better to have less.

……

The cultivators with all their thoughts tacitly released Divine Consciousness and followed Mu Yuan away.

After more than ten breaths, Mu Yuan appeared in a pit thirty miles away from the Human Race station.

“shua”

“shua”

Several silhouettes flashed in succession, and all the cultivators of the Imperial Beast Sect appeared at the same time.

Headed by False Core Mi Siyuan, Wu Ping, the shopkeeper of the beast mountain pet, the elder Chuan Gong, etc...

The Essence Core cultivator of the sect are all present.

Seeing that Mu Yuan was in his place, several people patted their waists solemnly, and a huge aura emerged from one after another.

Eight-headed third rank Spirit Beast!

It is an exception for the sect, and all the cards of the Royal Beast Sect are displayed.

Next moment, a thick layer of fog swirled out of the formation flag in the pit, completely submerging Mu Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged.

"The Beast Sect is prepared."

Withdrawing Divine Consciousness, Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh.

Mu Yuan's move is extremely ruthless, and the essence of the stars has already entered his belly.

"Protect that side for me!"

As soon as Liang Yingzhuo's formula came out, the Victorious Evil Sword on his back turned into a stream of light, and finally levitated in the air. Above the pit.

Looking at the jade sword visible from the head, the cultivators of the Imperial Beast Sect put their palms together and bowed, showing gratitude on their faces.

With the shock of Victorious Evil Sword, Xiaoxiao is a strategic withdrawal.

"Kwong Fellow Daoist, go ahead."

Liang Yingzhuo cup one fist in the other hand, and the silhouette shot into the top box.

Another round of auctions started immediately.

The wooden box held by Kwong Xunzhi is a 1,400-year-old leafless Begonia flower.

Exactly the same sequence as the treasure leaked beforehand.

The starting price for this spiritual grass is just 100 points.

After several rounds of contention, the price stopped at one hundred and fifty completely motionless.

The next dozen or so auction items are all finished magic treasures flashing with various colors.

There are both common items such as Flying Sword and flying knife, and rare items such as fans, mirrors, and seals.

The importance of magic is self-evident.

A series of treasures made the atmosphere in the hall a little low, and immediately rose up.

……

For two consecutive days and two nights, Chen Ping did not participate and sat quietly in the box.

In the middle of the journey, the maid brought fresh Spirit Fruit and hot tea.

But when a Level 3 Defensive Talisman came out, he was refreshed and began to pay attention.

"One Dao Mark Jiangyun Zhendan can help Essence Core's late cultivator make a breakthrough. The base price is one thousand points, and each increase shall not be less than one hundred."

A green jade bottle flew out and was captured by Kwong Xunzhi.

......

"524 boxes, 1,700 points."

After some intense quotations, Jiangyun Zhendan still fell into into Chen Ping's pocket.

Throwing away the baggage of the constellation essence, he immediately felt much better off.

After Shen Wanwan put away the medicine pill sent by the maid, she blushed and responded to Chen Ping's request.

(end of this chapter)