Fairy Tree

To the west of the inner city of Kirigakure Fairy City, there is a large shop called [Babaozhai].

The entrance to this auction is a side door next to the [Babaozhai]. The side door is very inconspicuous and is located in an alley. At the door of the alley, there are two gatekeepers standing.

When Xiao Lin came here, he happened to see a monk walking into the side door. Xiao Lin came to the two gatekeeper monks. Under a slight scan of his spiritual consciousness, he couldn't help showing a look of shock on his face. He couldn't sense the cultivation level of the two people at all, and the spiritual pressure emanating from the two people gave him a feeling of palpitations. All this showed that the two people in front of him were at least monks at the ninth level of Qi refining. They are also two cultivators who have reached the Dzogchen realm in the Qi refining period.

Although Xiao Lin has never seen a monk in the foundation building stage, he judged from his feeling that the two people in front of him should still be monks in the Qi refining stage.

After handing the wooden token he got from Luo Shou to one of them, Xiao Lin entered the side door. After entering the side door, there was a long and narrow aisle. After passing through these dozens of meters of aisle, Xiao Lin came to In a small living room.

There was only a smiling woman in the living room. The woman looked to be in her mid-twenties, with fair skin, willowy eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and a small cherry mouth that made people think about her and was full of temptation.

Seeing Xiao Lin coming in, the woman smiled slightly and said: "The little girl is the receptionist of Babao Zhai. Her surname is Xu and Feng Niang. Seeing how nervous Taoist fellow Taoist, she must be participating in the auction of our Babao Zhai for the first time."

"Xiao Lin, I am a casual cultivator. I accidentally learned about the auction, so I came to join in the fun." Xiao Lin said lightly after bowing his hands.

"It is also a fate to know that our Babao Zhai is holding an auction. The little girl welcomes fellow Taoists on behalf of Babao Zhai. It is just the first time for fellow Taoists to come. I am afraid that I don't know some unspoken rules for participating in the auction, so I remind you in advance. "Fellow Taoist."

Seeing the look of surprise on Xiao Lin's face, Xu Fengniang said: "Our auction this time is mainly targeting high-level Qi refining monks and early-stage foundation-building monks. Of course, early-stage foundation-building monks are interested in small-scale people like us." There were not many people interested in the auction, and there were not many people who came, and most of them were monks in the late stage of Qi Refining and Dzogchen."

Glancing at Xiao Lin who was listening carefully, Xu Fengniang continued: "The items auctioned in our auction include materials, elixirs, magic tools, and even some special items, such as exercises, elixirs, magic talismans, etc. Wait, and we will not examine the origins of these items, because the items for auction are also placed with us by other monks, but we all know that in the world of cultivation, the strong are still respected, and it is not easy for the weak to survive, and in order to protect The monks who have purchased rare items from us will not be intercepted and hunted as soon as they leave the city. Therefore, all Taoist friends who participate in the auction can buy a breathing mask from me. This mask is made of special materials. , can cover the monk's cultivation realm and aura. We must know that the most important information for us cultivators to track someone is a person's aura. This aura has its own induction. It cannot be explained and is unique to each person. , and once the breath is tracked, there is a high probability that you will not be able to escape. The breath-condensing masks we sell are precisely to cover the breath of each customer, thereby ensuring everyone's safety after leaving here. Of course, if If fellow Taoists are confident in their own fighting power, they can buy this breath-condensing mask, but we, Babao Zhai, are not responsible for your personal safety after leaving this door."

After listening, Xiao Lin finally understood that Xu Fengniang had said so much that she wanted to buy a breath-condensing mask to cover her own breath to prevent being targeted and hunted down by interested people.

Xiao Lin was naturally happy with this method. He was a person who was afraid of trouble. After Xu Fengniang finished speaking, Xiao Lin said calmly: "This breathing mask is indeed good. I bought it."

After painfully paying 80 low-grade spiritual stones, Xu Fengniang handed Xiao Lin a mask. After putting it on his face, he immediately turned into a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties with a sallow complexion. His cultivation was also completely covered, and he couldn't sense it at all.

Although Xiao Lin felt that buying a mask for eighty yuan of low-grade spirit stones was not worth it, he also became very interested in the material of the mask, but he knew that now was not the time to study it.

"What is recorded in this jade slip is the list of items we will auction this time. Any monk who buys a breath-condensing mask can give one as a gift for free." Xiao Lin, who was looking at the mask in his hand, couldn't help but be startled when he heard Xu Fengniang's words. Taking the jade slip from Xu Fengniang's hand, his spiritual sense slightly scanned the contents of the jade slip, and he suddenly felt happy. He suddenly felt that his eighty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones was well worth it.

After putting on the mask, under Xu Fengniang's guidance, he opened a door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the gate, Xiao Lin came to a dark hall. In the center of the hall was a stone platform several feet in size. Surrounding the stone platform were circles of steps. Each of these steps was three meters tall. There is a seat that goes around in a circle until it reaches the outermost edge, where Xiao Lin stands.

At this moment, at least 80% of the people were sitting in those seats. With a glance, Xiao Lin estimated that there were at least one or two hundred people. What surprised Xiao Lin was that the hall with so many people was actually silent. Those sitting on the seats Most of the cultivators were closing their eyes and concentrating. A few people looked around but didn't say a word.

Around the hall, there were more than a dozen small private rooms. Xiao Lin knew that the rooms were full of people. He didn't know who they were, but he thought they were the VIPs of Babaozhai.

Xiao Lin casually found a seat nearby and sat down. Next to him, there was a black-faced man and a scarred man, but Xiao Lin knew that the two men must have worn masks bought from Xu Fengniang, and they were not their real faces.

After the two saw Xiao Lin, the black-faced man smiled at Xiao Lin as a greeting, and then closed his eyes again and remained silent. The scarred man didn't even raise his eyelids, but just looked at Xiao Lin coldly, and then turned his head to look at the stone platform again.

Xiao Lin didn't mind. He knew very well that most of the people who could come here to participate in this auction were the best of this Wuyin Immortal City, and there were some arrogant people among them, and even people like Xiao Lin who practiced hard alone were not a few.

Moreover, Xiao Lin has always followed the principle of "less trouble is worse than more trouble". Although he got the mysterious seed by chance, he had the wonderful place of Lingmu Space, but he dared not guarantee that no one would have a deeper fate than him. After all, there are always people who are better than you.

He looked around for a while, and even tried to scan the surroundings with his spiritual sense, but was surprised to find that his spiritual sense could not be three-dimensional. It seems that the mask on his face not only has the function of isolating others from investigating, but also restricts his own spiritual sense. In the end, Xiao Lin simply closed his eyes and rested like most cultivators.

After about half an hour, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his eyes. On the central stone platform, two people appeared. One of them was an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, with wrinkles all over his face and a look of old age. The other was a woman with a pure and beautiful appearance. She held a jade plate in her hands, and on the jade plate was a golden bracelet.

Seeing the bracelet on the jade plate, there was a commotion among the many cultivators in the stands. Xiao Lin saw that the door behind him had been closed at some point, and standing at the door was a middle-aged man in a white robe. He crossed his arms and slightly closed his eyes, but Xiao Lin's eyelids jumped when he saw the middle-aged man in the white robe, and he was actually instinctively afraid. He didn't know that this was a kind of inspiration suppression caused by the huge difference in strength, but he was very sure that the middle-aged man in the white robe was definitely not a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, and he was most likely a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

It seems that this Babaozhai has really invested a lot of money for this auction, and even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage can be invited as a guard. However, Xiao Lin was relieved after thinking about it. Among the many cultivators present, which one is not the best among many cultivators? If they see the treasures they urgently need, if they make a fuss, it will be difficult to end it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin looked back at the stone platform in the center. The old man on the stone platform first clasped his fists and bowed around, then smiled warmly and said, "Dear Taoist friends, I am Bai Tianweng, the steward of Babaozhai, and I have been ordered to host this auction. In order to ensure the smooth progress of this auction, this studio has invited several seniors in the foundation-building stage to be responsible for the safety of this auction. The auction items this time are all in this star ring next to me.

"It is indeed a star ring. It is rumored that the smallest space in the star ring is more than ten square meters. It is a high-level storage magic tool."

"This kind of storage magic tool is usually not even affordable for foundation-building cultivators. I heard that only Jindan ancestors can afford it."

"That's natural. The most common price of this star ring magic tool is more than tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones. We, as Qi-refining cultivators, should not even think about it in this lifetime."

"Babaozhai is really generous. It actually uses star rings to store the items for this auction. It seems that the items for this auction are very precious. It is worth our trip. "

Xiao Lin's eyes lit up, and his face was full of surprise. Although he had never seen this star ring, he had heard of it. It was a high-level space-type magic weapon. Not only was the production process complicated, but the materials were also extremely rare. It was rumored that the material used was a rare metal called star gold. This metal was not only used to make star rings, but many high-level space-type magic weapons also needed this star gold.

Babaozhai used the star ring to store the auction items this time in order to show its financial strength among many cultivators and thereby improve its reputation. Obviously, this goal has been achieved.

This star ring alone is not something that the cultivators present can own.

After a while, the whispers in the hall slowly disappeared. Bai Tianweng smiled and bowed to everyone, saying: "This auction item was personally selected by a Jindan elder of our Babaozhai from many treasures. It was obtained from the major fairy cities in the Tianlu Mountains. I think it will not disappoint you fellow Taoists. Now, I will announce the official start of our auction. "