One year.
Another three months.
early morning.
The rays of light rise from the east, dyeing the clouds in the sky golden, and swaying on the glazed tiles. What is golden is the stretching high-rise buildings, and the scattered markets are scattered high and low.
Dan Pavilion, Baoqixuan, Fuzhen Tower, tea house, inn, restaurant, residence shop...
Extremely prosperous.
All industries are booming.
The garrison monks in the city who were equipped with standard talismans and magic weapons hurried past the streets, while the monks in robes were crossing the long street to the market, and some of them slipped into the alleys nearby. After a while,
Kung Fu appeared on the tall building across the street.
In front of the gate on Long Notice Street, Qi-training monks gathered in small groups. One of them, a bearded man, said: "How come the price of this ghost ghost has dropped again recently? This didn't last long.
time."
"Hey, don't mention it. It started falling half a year ago, and these three months are especially dangerous." The fellow traveler in Changshan sighed: "In the past, there were few ghosts, and it was cheap to catch them and send them away. Now there are so many of them.
Monk, the price is not going to be lowered."
The monk who was also reading the notice on the side took over: "I heard that they are selling ghosts."
"How do you say this, fellow Taoist?"
"Where did you just come back from? You are so poorly informed. The city wanted to hold a grand auction, and then so many monks came in to compete with us for business. After all, a spiritual stone is also a spiritual stone." Mustache sighed.
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These days, they barely have a business, and they have to be divided up by others. None of them, these Qi practitioners, are raising their families. The living expenses for the family members alone in Yangcheng are a lot of money.
Qi practitioners like them with low cultivation level and their families can only live in Furongfang. It is called Furong, but in fact it has nothing to do with these two words. It is cramped and cramped, with piles of excrement and urine.
The crowded shack provided some shelter from wind and rain.
The big talisman workshops can't earn much spiritual stones.
Mining is risky, and there is no money to be made.
The surrounding large and small mineral veins all belong to Yangcheng. The city lord will distribute the power of development to the four major families, and the four major families will continue to divide them.
All monk families, big and small, can get a share of the pie.
Then use cheaper spiritual stones to find people who can do the work.
Now even the price for capturing ghosts has been severely reduced. In the past, they could be sent directly to the newly built Diangui Hall, but now the price of the Diangui Hall is not as high as the price offered by the monks who appeared in Yangcheng.
Looking at the main hall behind the notice that blocked the clouds above, the bearded man looked down at the ghost-sealing bag fastened to his waist that he spent hundreds of spirit stones to buy.
It’s better to decide not to pawn the captured evil ghost first, maybe it can be sold at a better price.
The long-robed monk who was walking beside him grabbed the big man and said, "Brother, let's sell all these. I think this situation is very bad. The ghosts in our hands will not be able to be sold at a high price when the monks are waiting."
The bearded man mused: "The auction will take at least half a year. When they leave, the evil ghosts we have hoarded can still be sold at a good price."
"But, we don't have that much capital."
"It's better to sell this idea to someone else..."
The two fell silent for a moment.
The idea is no longer theirs, so how can we negotiate the sale? If we find a monk with a high level of cultivation, he might even be beaten and accused of extortion.
Even though no one was very optimistic about the market, the long street notice in the main hall was still crowded with people.
Most of them were Qi-training monks, and many Foundation-building monks appeared, but they did not stay in front of the notice for too long and went straight to the main hall. Foundation-Building monks can spend more spiritual stones to find the magic weapon launched by the Treasure Hunting Artifact Xuan Yin Sinan.
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If you are willing to spend the spirit stones, you can also prepare more spiritual talisman pills. You can stay out for a long time, and you can earn hundreds of spirit stones just by walking back and forth.
"Why come here?"
The introverted Jindan cultivator looked doubtfully at the tall and thin colleague with a feather fan scarf and a smile beside him.
"Since we came to Yangcheng, we should take a walk and have a look, and we don't just stop here." Brother Feather Fan said with a smile, the divine light in his eyes was also restrained by him, and he turned around while speaking.
"But if we act like this, it will easily be remembered by interested people, who may investigate us." The solemn-faced Jindan monk had a slight nervousness in his voice, and his fingers hidden in his robe moved back and forth.
Monk Feather Fan said calmly: "Now there are more than a hundred grandmasters gathered in Yangcheng, and there are countless foundation-building monks. We are just one of them. You won't be exposed when you wander around, but you will be exposed if you can't calm down."
The solemn-looking Jindan monk pursed his lips, his eyes flashed, he lowered his voice, thought for a while and said nothing.
Brother Feather Fan secretly shook his head. These people just couldn't keep their composure. That's why so many things were ruined. Now, even if the sky falls, we have to be prepared, otherwise we might not be able to accomplish anything with this group of people.
The two of them passed by another golden elixir master.
The golden elixir master, who is rarely seen in ordinary times, can now be seen everywhere in Yangcheng. Walking on the long street, you can bump into a few familiar faces. He didn't say hello, he just bowed his hands politely and there was no follow-up.
Lingtai Tower.
High pavilion.
The great monk of the White Bone Temple sat cross-legged at the other end of the chessboard, looking down from the tall building with a smile, and then moved his gaze from the walking monk to the Qingxu Master opposite who was carrying the sword box: "I think back on the grand occasion back then, it was still normal.
The two devils gathered together to besiege the Yangcheng formation."
"Last time we were outside the formation, this time we are inside the formation." Master Qingxu said calmly, and dropped the sunspot in his hand: "Monk, I heard that you sent several demons to suppress it. Could it be that you are afraid of the truth?
You are looking for trouble."
"The True Lord is not so stingy. The suppression of the demons is also for the purpose of salvation. By sending them to the True Lord, it can be considered as dispelling the hostility." Master Jianwen clasped his hands together in a Buddhist salute and said slowly.
"Hahaha, you guys from the White Bone Temple are still good at talking." The old demon of Yuhuan, who was carrying a wine bottle at the side, burst out laughing. He heard that the White Bone Temple sent the most ghosts and evil spirits, and suppressed the demons even more.
Take the lead.
He really knows how to be flexible.
Master Changshui looked at the jade slips in his hand, adding up to thousands of lots, from low to high, the top 100 items were introduced much less, and the top 20 items were only heard of names, but did not know the specific functions.
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Yangcheng's publicity efforts were really strong. Even the large spirit boats were printed with the grand auction. They even heard that there were elixirs refined by the True Monarch Nascent Soul, as well as the legendary sixth grade.
"Is Fellow Taoist Changshui looking so fascinated?"
Changshui looked up and saw that it was the Master Lingshu of Yuxiuchuan who was approaching.
A green and light-colored robe covers his body, which just covers his exquisite figure. He has an oval face, his facial features are extremely majestic, and the pressure around him makes people dare not look at him. This is a real grand master.
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Lingshu." Changshui cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do, so I just happened to take a look at the success of Yangcheng. With the True Lord in charge, most of the masters in the Xiaohuang Realm have gathered here."
"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true." Master Lingshu nodded in praise.
Even their little-known Yu Xiuchuan knew a lot of news.
This auction cannot be underestimated. Those three furnace pills may create a new peak grandmaster, and no sect will ignore it.
If not, let her come here with the spirit stone, hoping to get a share of one and a half furnaces.
"It's so lively!" The monk who walked into the main hall looked at the great masters gathered in twos and threes. These were all the top masters of the major sects. They were talking together like a gathering at the moment.
"Long time no see, fellow Taoist Jifeng, how are you?"
"Fellow."
"Fellow……"
The person who came this time was Master Jifeng of Sunset Mountain. He had the strength of the peak grand master and understood the complete true meaning. It is said that the state has reached the stage of false infant, but the truth is unknown.
Fake babies and fake elixirs are generally feedback of the state of mind and do not greatly enhance the strength.
However, even if they have not reached this level, they dare not ignore Master Jifeng.
Master Jifeng, who was dressed in linen clothes, didn't want to come in person. The main reason was that his junior brothers were not as smart as these old Bangcai. If Feng Chengyin were to talk to them, he would probably have to dig out his pants pockets.
With just a few words, someone can steal your family's financial resources.
Even though the Sunset Mountain Family has a big business and doesn't have that many spiritual stones to squander, the province still needs to save some.
The more important thing is not to let others find out the details, so as not to be controlled by monks from other sects at the auction. Furthermore, Master Jifeng wants to see the style of Master Nascent Soul and the batch of six-grade elixirs.
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It is said that the furnace of elixirs can strengthen the soul and increase the foundation. It would be better if we can find further opportunities.
"Fellow Daoist Yuhuan, why are you hanging out with that monk and Taoist ghost if you are not with the Demon Sect?" Master Jifeng looked at Old Demon Yuhuan, it was normal for the righteous sect to gather together, but why was there an extra person?
And he happened to be the only one left.
"Hey, there are no direct descendants from the Blood Demon Sect. The monks from the Ling Sect have gone out for a walk. Those zombies from the Corpse Demon Sect have a straight face all day long and are smelly of corpses. I don't want to stay with them."
"Let me tell you, I still want to be with Yu Xiuchuan..." Seeing that Master Lingshu had drawn his sword, Old Demon Yuhuan swallowed the words he was about to blurt out and said: "Fellow Taoist Jifeng, last time
Why didn't the war come?"
"Where is that fellow Taoist...junior brother? Is he back now?"
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The top floor of Dan Pavilion.
The cauldron tilted to split the scattered light into two halves. The tall, barefooted monk stood beside the cauldron, looking at Yangcheng calmly, counting the days with his fingers, and the auction would start in half a month.
Master Ziyang came and presented the jade slip: "Senior, these are all the golden elixir monks who have appeared in Yangcheng so far."
Take the jade slip and read it.
There are a total of more than 130 Jindan monks, their footsteps are recorded respectively, and there are many family monks and casual cultivators among them.
Tu Shanjun's fingers moved rhythmically and he clicked on the large 'spiritual gate', and the photos and life stories suddenly appeared.
The monks of Ling Mo Sect must not know that Tu Shanjun has broken the memory ban. If they are brave enough, they will continue to use Ling Men's skin, but this obviously does not fit with their cautious temperament.
"That's all, don't waste your energy paying attention to them."
"Whoever can capture the magic weapon is the one!"
This chapter has been completed!