Qingyuan Immortal Palace

The next day, Fang Yang and Mu Qingqing rushed directly to the north of the west wind.

At this time, the colorful lights here rise into the sky, which is extremely gorgeous.

These colorful lights can be seen from a distance, and they are gradually rising from the ground.

After a while, the colorful light dissipated, and a majestic pagoda was formed on the ground.

The pagoda has dense patterns and talismans on it, and you can tell at a glance that it is something special.

"Look, that's the Holy Light Pagoda, and it's also the place where the West Wind Grand Auction is held!" Mu Qingqing said with a smile.

This tower is hundreds of feet high, soaring straight into the sky.

Fang Yang looked up and felt that the pagoda's exterior decoration was extremely complicated, with carvings almost everywhere.

And these carvings do not affect the majesty of this tower at all.

Every brick and tile of the pagoda seems to exude a powerful aura.

"It is said that this pagoda was made by several masters in ancient times who jointly killed a black tortoise beast in the virtual training stage and refined it from its tortoise shell. Its defense is very amazing."

"That's it!" Fang Yang nodded.

"Even if Xifeng Shengsi is attacked by monsters at the peak of the God Transformation, he will not be afraid to hide in it!" Mu Qingqing explained with a smile, "Furthermore, this Holy Light Pagoda has been buried underground for many years, constantly absorbing the elemental energy of the underground soil, making its defense even stronger. amazing."

"I have read about the power of the Black Turtle Beast's tortoise shell in classical books. This thing is very weird. It can absorb spiritual energy, so it has a certain effect of sealing mana." Fang Yang said slowly.

Fang Yang received a lot of inheritance from the secret cave under Yanmu Immortal Island, so he knew some ancient secrets.

"This thing's defense is very strong. This thing was made into an auction house. Not only is it very strong, it also prevents anyone from playing tricks inside!"

"If someone uses magical powers without permission inside, they will probably be sensed by this Holy Light Tower soon!" Fang Yang also nodded.

As they spoke, the two sped up and flew towards the Holy Light Pagoda.

Because Fang Yang and the others had a new plan, they secretly asked Haitang to escort the newly recruited disciple Wang Zheng to Luo Yunshan secretly.

In a moment, Fang Yang and Mu Qingqing arrived at the entrance of the Holy Light Pagoda.

The place is already heavily guarded, and there are even three Yuanying monks outside to welcome guests.

Because there were VIP jade slips, Fang Yang and the others entered the Holy Light Pagoda very smoothly with just a show.

Fang Yang immediately sent the elixir he provided to a specific place, identified it, and then numbered it.

Then he and Mu Qingqing arrived at the luxurious box that only VIPs could enter.

The luxury box is very exquisitely designed. Although it is only forty or fifty square meters, it makes clever use of the space to form a small loft.

The surrounding decoration of the box is extremely luxurious, and it is also decorated with various runic restrictions for soundproofing and blocking spiritual thoughts. It looks solemn and luxurious.

At the same time, the luxurious box has a spiritual spring transported by a secret method. The spiritual spring waters exotic flowers and plants, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

The entire box looks not only elegant, but also beautiful and gorgeous.

In front of the box is a crystal wall of the level of a psychic treasure.

Fang Yang and the others can observe the movements of the entire auction house through it.

And because of the restrictions, people outside can't see clearly what's going on inside.

You must know that this West Wind grand auction is extremely important, and all forces are afraid of being exposed. Naturally, those who can live in the VIP box are also the ones who most want to hide their identity.

Of course, the largest boxes are obviously the territory of several god-transformation monks.

They are considered a powerful force here, but they deliberately show off their advantages.

Fang Yang and Mu Qingqing meditated in the box first, and more than an hour passed quickly.

With a few bells ringing, the auction officially began.

I saw an old man in green and a woman in white walking up to the high platform in the center of the auction house.

Because the Holy Light Pagoda has a suppressive effect on the true energy, they try not to fly and do not use any spiritual power.

The old man smiled and said: "I am a poor Taoist named Zhibao, but he is the weapon refiner and appraiser of Xifeng Shengsi!"

At the same time, the old man pointed to the woman next to him and said, "This is the poor Taoist's wife, Fairy Hanyu. I think many fellow Taoists must know her!" The old man simply introduced himself.

Fang Yang has learned a lot about Xifeng Shengsi in the past few days.

This Zhibao Taoist's surname was Huang. Later, because of his obsession with refining weapons, he finally became a weapon refining appraiser by chance.

He immediately changed his name to Taoist Zhibao and became very famous near Xifengyang.

It is said that the things he has appraised have never been wrong, and he is fair and has high prestige.

As for his wife Hanyu Fairy, she is also quite famous. She is a well-known local alchemist.

The two of them serve as auctioneers together, obviously to increase the credibility of the auction and allow everyone to bid with confidence!

Taoist Zhibao's eyes sparkled, and he was obviously an extremely shrewd character.

I am afraid that this person is not only good at identifying magic weapons, but also very powerful at grasping people's hearts.

"Everyone, my Xifeng Shengsi auction takes place every few decades, and every time there are a lot of treasures. Without further ado, I would like to invite you to start bidding. Please take a look at the first treasure..."

"This object is called the Flame Sword, and it is a top-notch psychic treasure!" Taoist Zhibao introduced it eloquently.

The first item to be auctioned was of fire attribute, and its entire body was pure red.

"This object was refined by Yan Wentian, the Great Elder at the Nascent Soul Peak of Lieyan Mountain. Seventeen kinds of mysterious metal spiritual minerals were added to it, as well as a trace of flame essence from the veins of Lieyan Mountain. Elder Yan's original intention was to refine psychic magic weapon."

"Hey, it's a pity that the fire broke out in the Raging Flame Mountain and affected the temperature of the fire. So this thing is just a top-quality psychic treasure, but it already has a trace of the power of a psychic magic weapon..."

Taoist Zhibao introduced it with excitement, as if he was watching from the side when Yan Wentian was refining this thing.

This thing is already considered an extremely rare treasure in the eyes of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, Fang Yang's Qingque Lingri Sword is a top-grade psychic magic weapon, so it is naturally impossible for this thing to fall into Fang Yang's eyes.

"The starting price is five hundred top-quality spiritual stones..."

"Five hundred top-grade spiritual stones! Taoist friends have already bid for it!" Taoist Zhibao said with a smile.

"Okay, six hundred top-quality spiritual stones. The monk in the third row on the left bids, okay, six hundred and fifty..."

Taoist Zhibao was indeed very proficient in the art of auctioning, and he quickly brought about the atmosphere.

Many late-stage Jindan monks and early-stage Nascent Soul monks bid continuously, and soon the price doubled.

And the bidding momentum is also very strong.

Auctions mainly rely on the auctioneer to create an atmosphere. Once the atmosphere is established, everyone will bid.

Sometimes there is competition between people.

In this way, it becomes a bid to compete for a breath, and the price soars.

"One thousand two hundred top quality spiritual stones for the first time, one thousand two hundred top quality spiritual stones for the second time, one thousand two hundred top quality spiritual stones for the third time... the deal is done, this item belongs to this fellow Taoist in red robe!"

Taoist Zhibao laughed loudly.

The first lot more than doubled the reserve price, which can be said to be a good start.

Then the first few lots were auctioned very smoothly, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.

However, these things made Fang Yang and Mu Qingqing uninterested.

Fang Yang was still paying attention to the auction house, while Mu Qingqing simply closed her eyes and meditated.

"The fifteenth lot...a pair of roots of an unknown spiritual plant!"

Under the command of Taoist Zhibao, a beautiful woman brought a treasure box to the auction stage, and then slowly opened it, only to see a small tree root inside.

The surface of this tree root is full of withered wrinkles and looks extremely dry.

The auction not only has treasures that can be identified, but also some treasures that cannot be identified and are left to chance.

These things cannot be identified and their authenticity is unknown, but they are cheap and highly entertaining.

These things can often set off a small climax in the auction.

"This object has been identified by an alchemy master and a wood-based heavenly spiritual root monk. Although it is impossible to determine what kind of spiritual grass root system it is, what is certain is that there is a faint trace of vitality in it."

"That is to say, the seemingly dead rhizome is actually alive...it's just that we don't know what can be used to rejuvenate it. This thing should be something extraordinary..."

Taoist Zhibao's words were ambiguous, but more and more monks were interested.

"The spiritual roots of this location, the starting price, are ten top-quality spiritual stones!"

"I'll pay 20."

"This thing is cheap, I will give you 30 top-quality spiritual stones..."

All of a sudden, all the monks who were already strapped for cash came to bid happily.

They are here to broaden their horizons. If they can buy something at a low price, they can go back and show off even if they are later identified as useless fakes.

If you really find a treasure, you will be prosperous. Therefore, most of the people who participate in the auction have a speculative mentality.

"Spiritual root? This thing seems to have lost its vitality, but I have the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain, so I can give it a try!"

Fang Yang said as he pressed the jade plate in the box, and soon a price appeared on the auction table.

"50 top-quality spiritual stones! The VIP in Box 18 bids 50 spiritual stones!"

Auctioneer Zhibao Taoist said somewhat excitedly.

Generally speaking, the people in the VIP box generally look down on these things whose authenticity has not yet been determined.

Fang Yang knew that if he wasn't careful, others might think it was a very precious thing, so he only added a little, as if it was a joke.

"Huh? There's actually a bid for box number 18?"

The old monster Mingtong in the third box was also a little surprised, but he carefully investigated it with his spiritual sense.

The vitality of the wood spiritual energy in that thing was extremely weak, and he shook his head and smiled, "I wonder which Nascent Soul monk's back is playing tricks..."

Some of the other gods had similar ideas and did not bid.

If Fang Yang increases the price several times as soon as he makes a move, I'm afraid other cultivators of the gods will think that this thing is an extraordinary thing, and they will come to fight for it even if it is fake.

In the end, Fang Yang bought this unknown seemingly dead spiritual root with eighty spiritual stones.

"Junior brother, I have scanned this object several times with my spiritual mind. Although I am not sure what the root of the spiritual grass is, I am afraid it is not of high grade." Mu Qingqing reminded in a low voice.

"Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me. Mainly because I like alchemy and am very curious about unknown spiritual herbs, so I wanted to buy it and study it."

Fang Yang continued with a smile: "And I can also gain some experience by saving this spiritual plant. If I encounter damaged precious spiritual plants in the future, I will also have experience in repairing them!"

As soon as he said this, Mu Qingqing nodded.

Taoist Zhibao recommended a few more things that cannot be identified but are cheap.

There were fragments of magic weapons and broken secret manuals, which caused many cultivators to scramble for them, making the atmosphere even more heated.

However, after Fang Yang carefully examined these things, he found that they were not precious.

Then Fairy Han Yu walked onto the auction platform and said, "We just received a pill sent by an anonymous alchemist today. After being identified by all the high-level alchemists of Xifeng Shengsi, they are all seventh- and eighth-level pills."

"Therefore, we specially set up this pill auction. We did not set a reserve price. Please bid freely!"

"It turned out to be an auction without a reserve price?" The crowd below was in an uproar.

At this time, Fang Yang showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

(Thank you for your support, this book will reach 1.2 million words tomorrow. Thank you! All the past is a prologue. I will work harder!)