Volume 1 Chapter 36 Auction

Chapter 36 Auction

Zhang Pa was very worried that the uncles would ask questions. If they continued to ask, he would have to explain the protective magic weapons, the alchemy cauldrons, and other items one by one. He watched the reactions of several people with trepidation for a long time, but did not see the angry faces he imagined, and the stone in his heart was slightly relieved.

After understanding the so-called truth, Zhenyi was not interested in talking to this nephew, and whispered: "You are lucky, and it can be regarded as the luck of Tianlei Mountain. After returning to the mountain, I will report to the head of the sect and find a master for you. You will be officially enrolled in the sect. You must practice diligently in the future." When it comes to practicing, Zhenyi is discouraged and does not want to talk about it anymore. He has become a Qi Refining disciple. What qualifications does he have to persuade others? Thanks to the accumulation of wealth over the years, and thanks to the care of the headmaster and Senior Brother Zhentian, otherwise... Zhenyi didn't dare to think about it anymore, and waved his hand and said, "You go."

Zhang Pa obeyed the order and went out. Before leaving, Taoist Zhenkong said, "Don't go far. Join us at the auction tomorrow. If you like anything, I still have some spiritual stones." The implication was that as long as it was not too expensive, I could give you one.

Zhang Pa turned around and bowed, "Thank you, uncle." He was really grateful to Uncle Zhenkong.

It was so easy to deceive the four uncles, and I couldn't believe it even after walking a long way. If the uncles followed up and asked about the words just now, they would definitely find out what was concealed. If it was just to punish himself, it would be fine. What if they knew about the existence of the spiritual ginseng doll... The consequences would be absolutely unimaginable. Zhang Pa had to pray not to be discovered and pray that the uncles would stop asking questions. Fortunately, most of the immortal cultivators are selfish, and they rarely care about anything except their own cultivation.

The next morning, Zhang Pa came to the uncle's tent and sat in meditation until almost noon, when Zhenyi and others came out of the tent. Zhenmu put away the tent casually, and several people walked towards the market.

At this time, a huge tent appeared out of thin air in front of the market. There were disciples from the three major sects guarding the door, and many people lined up to enter. No need to ask, this is the venue of the auction.

Zhenkong walked in front, took out five spiritual stones and handed them to the gatekeeper disciple. Other gatekeeper disciples presented five cloaks with masks, and Zhang Pa took them diligently. Zhenmu took one, shook his hands and put it on, tightly wrapped from head to toe, and no identity mark could be seen. It turned out to be used to hide the identity. When the uncles put on the cloak, he put it on too, and it felt very fun.

Entering the tent, it was extremely spacious, and there were crowds of people inside, at least thousands of people. So many cultivators gathered together, which opened Zhang Pa's eyes. It was difficult to distinguish their identities just because they were wearing cloaks.

Although there were thousands of people in the tent, it was silent. No one talked at all. They stood still and were very indifferent. This was also a unique wonder of the immortal cultivators. After a while, a bell rang in the tent, and a round stone platform floated in the middle of the crowd. In the middle of the platform, a small display stand more than one person high was built. A figure emerged from the crowd, jumped onto the round platform, clasped his fists around, and said loudly: "Thank you fellow Taoists for your respect and for coming to this auction from afar. Without further ado, the auction will start now. Everything will follow the old rules. The seller will negotiate with the servo disciples around him, and the buyer will buy according to the price. We will charge half of the management fee, and no fee will be charged if the transaction fails."

As soon as the voice fell, a dozen servo disciples in white robes walked in from outside and dispersed into the crowd. They did not wear masks, and there were large numbers printed on the front and back of their clothes. At this time, many stone benches rose in the open space of the tent, dividing the tent into different areas of the same size. Everyone chose seats and sat down, and the servo disciples scurried between the seats.

The man on the stage was also not wearing a mask. He was wearing a green hunting shirt, with long hair scattered behind his shoulders, and his face was a little ferocious. Zhang Pa and others were sitting near the door. Zhenkong introduced in a low voice: "This man is Duanmu Leng, the elder of Lingshan Sect, an alchemy master. He has taken all kinds of spiritual medicines in his life. His cultivation is unfathomable. It is said that he has reached the high level of the Jindan stage."

At this time, someone in the crowd below the stage had greeted the white-clothed servant disciple, whispered for a while, and handed the disciple a storage bag. After checking, the disciple walked to the central round platform, took out the items in the bag, and put it on the display stand.

The first auction item was presented in front of everyone. A palm-sized black iron plate stood on the display stand for everyone to bid. The servant disciple introduced loudly: "An ownerless magic weapon, the black iron plate, is extremely hard, and has miraculous effects in both protection and attack. It can be used by cultivators below the Jindan stage. It starts at 2,000 spirit stones. Please bid."

Some people in the crowd were surprised. Black iron plate? Isn't that the life magic weapon of the wandering scholar He Tietou? It is said that He Tietou has Jindan cultivation. Could he have been killed? The people in the audience were talking quietly. They were not really concerned about He Tietou, but they were a little surprised by his death. What was even more surprising was that someone dared to sell magic tools after killing him.

The magic tools could be used without an owner, but no one wanted to buy this thing and bring trouble to themselves. Youshi were a group of very strange beings, and they would not offend them if they could.

After shouting three times in a row, this item was sold. The serving disciple put away the black iron plate and returned it to the original owner. Someone in the audience spoke loudly: "May I ask which master took He Tietou's magic tool? Can you tell me whether he is alive or dead now?" The person who was auctioning the item was not afraid. He said loudly: "I don't know what magic tool this is, and I don't know He Tietou. I picked it up by chance when I passed by Jinshui Lake. If you are an old acquaintance of the owner, just take it away." The person who spoke earlier smiled and said: "I am not a robber. Since it is your item now, it is still yours. Please continue the auction, Mr. Duanmu."

After a short interlude, a servant disciple put a round bead on the display stand. There was a faint green gas on the surface of the bead. The disciple said: "One demon beast Tongling Ape demon pill, starting from 5,800 spirit stones, please bid."

The Tongling Ape is a mid-level demon beast, and it is the same level as the red wolf. The cultivation level of demon beasts is different from that of humans. For convenience and to show the supreme dominance, humans divide demon beasts as objects, like talismans or jade, from low to high, ranging from one grade to nine grades. The Tongling Ape and the red wolf are both third-grade demon beasts. The strength of adult demon beasts is comparable to that of human cultivators in the high-level foundation-building stage.

Although the Tongling Ape demon pill is not too precious, it is attractive enough to cultivators below the foundation-building stage. Zhenyi Taoist wanted to buy it and raised his hand to bid. In just a short while, the price exceeded ten thousand, doubling the price. Zhang Pa was a little surprised. Can the inner pill of a third-grade demon beast be sold so expensive? How much would the giant pig inner pill in his bag, which was similar to that of a master in the Jindan stage, sell for?

The audience bid frantically, and the demon pill was finally sold for 34,500 spirit stones. Zhang Pa finally had a slightly clearer idea of ​​the expensiveness of pills.

He didn't get Zhenyi, and he didn't want to use up all the spirit stones at the beginning of the auction. What if there were more treasures later?

The auction continued, and various things that could not be seen in the market were displayed one by one. There were indeed a few things that made Zhang Pa excited. Someone sold black iron stone, silver Gang stone, and formed iron essence. It immediately attracted the audience to go crazy. These materials are necessary for practicing magic weapons, especially iron essence, which can be used in many ways, such as refining jade bottle magic tools. Jade is brittle and easy to break. After adding iron essence, the jade bottle will be harder than iron, comparable to protective magic tools.

The price of these items was easily raised to more than 5,000 spirit stones. Zhenhuan sighed and said, "There are so many rich people." Zhenmu said, "Just wait, they won't stop until they get ten thousand." As he said, the black iron stone was sold at the price of 20,000 spirit stones, the silver stone was sold at 32,000 spirit stones, and the iron essence was sold at 58,000 spirit stones.

Zhang Pa looked at the three pieces of ore on the exhibition stand. The black iron stone was the largest, as big as a child's head, the silver stone was the size of a fist, and the iron essence was the smallest, only the size of a walnut. He was very itchy in his heart. He really wanted to sell some herbs in exchange for three pieces of ore and practice the magic of refining instruments. However, he had his uncle to accompany him, and there were too many secrets that they could not know, so he had to suppress his desire and looked at them with envy.

In this way, one treasure after another was sold, and the auction lasted for two days and had not ended yet. The servo disciples were obviously much more idle than the first two days, and they didn't have to rush around. Zhenyi Taoist grabbed some herbs, which were all ordinary supplements of essence and qi, and was extremely disappointed.