Since Luo Hong became the Supreme Elder of Huangfeng Valley, he has never participated in any auction.

He directly assigned the resources that were not very rare to Yu Ying and other elders Jiedan, and asked them to collect them with the help of the sect's forces.

A particularly rare resource was pushed to the four major forces of Tiannan with the contribution of several major events.

At present, in order to ensure the three particularly rare magical spiritual materials on the list, Luo Hong has to use such inefficient collection methods as participating in the auction.

This was when he killed many Yuanying magic cultivators and obtained the treasures in their storage bags.

If it weren't for this, the moment he got the list, he would probably be unable to help but throw it on the incarnation's face.

The three magic marrow crystals alone are already impossible for other late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to get all together!

"Hehe, isn't mine yours? Why do you have to be so clear?"

The incarnation spoke decisively because he knew that it was a rare opportunity, otherwise he would not have been sure that Luo Hong would pay such a great price.

"Okay, I will try my best to help you get it together, but fortunately this is Dajin."

Compared to the origin of the true spirit, this price is nothing at all. Luo Hong just felt heartbroken for a moment and agreed.

However, on the verge of caution, Luo Hong did not intend to put all the eggs in the same basket.

The silver sand that is missing from the refining of the Divine Fighting Shadowless Sword can also be collected together. If this set of flying swords can be achieved, it will definitely make the cultivator who has seen it for the first time suffer a great loss!

After making the next plan, Luo Hong slowly closed her eyes and started to heal her wounds through her exercises. In a blink of an eye, she passed by ten days.

Early this morning, the woman in the Confucian shirt came to the cave with an old man with a haggard appearance who knew she had little lifespan.

Before they could send a voice to the door, Luo Hong's voice slowly came out:

"Two, Luo has been waiting for a long time, so please come in and see you."

The woman in Confucian clothes looked at each other with a haggard old man, and at the same time walked towards the stone gate.

Soon, the two sat in the reception stone room.

The woman in the Confucian shirt glanced slightly and found that the furnishings in the stone room were extremely simple, so she turned red with her lips:

"Brother Luo is really a ascetic. If I can't get any time, I can send someone to set up some or two for Brother Luo."

"Haha, no need, it's just a temporary cave, and it doesn't matter if it's a simple one."

After responding, Luo Hong turned her eyes to the haggard old man beside the woman in Confucian shirt and asked lightly:

"This is Mr. Li Shan's Senior Brother Nie. I believe Mr. Li Shan has already told you what Luo wants. I don't know what the result is?"

"In the next day, Nie Zhiqiu, I have met fellow Daoist Luo.

I have some impression of the convoys that fellow Taoists asked about. After all, there are not many people who dare to rob our Hongru Academy convoy.

Most of the goods transported that time were spiritual objects collected from various resource points, and they should not be the clues of the phoenix blood stone that fellow Daoist Luo was looking for.

What remains are the personal items transported by the convoy on the way for the disciples of the academy. Before coming, I will find out the list of that year and ask fellow Daoist Luo to take a look."

As he said that, Nie Zhiqiu took out a stack of yellowed paper, which recorded the details of the items and the person who was consigning the shipment.

Luo Hong's divine thought moved and arranged it neatly in front of him one by one. Then he glanced at him and found the original owner of the Wentian Jade Slip.

"Qi Fenglei, is this person currently in the academy?"

"Ah......"

After Luo Hong asked this, Nie Zhiqiu hesitated to look at the woman in Confucian blouse, as if she was in a difficult situation.

"What? What's the problem with this person?" Luo Hong asked calmly.

"There are indeed some problems. This Qi Fenglei is not only not in the academy, but is also imprisoned by Qingyun Temple.

Brother Luo is afraid he can't ask questions."

The woman in the Confucian shirt also showed an unexpected look on her face, obviously not expecting this setback.

"What's going on? This Qingyun Guanluo doesn't remember being a top sect. The strength of your academy should be no less than that. How could people easily imprison their disciples?"

Luo Hong couldn't help but suspect that the two were playing the trick of killing people with a knife, and immediately looked at the two with a scrutiny.

"Brother Luo doesn't know that this is the rule of Confucianism. As long as it is caused by the troubles caused during the World War, the academy will not interfere.

Qi Fenglei has excellent sword skills. He just broke through the Jidan stage thirty years ago, and defeated the magic cultivator in the late Jidan stage in a head-on battle.

If such an elite disciple is not burdened by the rules, we will not let him waste his time in Qingyun Temple."

The woman in Confucian robe shook her head and sighed, as if she felt very sorry for it.

"Entering the world? Haha, I understand." Luo Hong nodded slightly.

Confucianism needs to enter the world to practice, rely on the imperial dynasty and the country to cultivate a great spirit. Even if you are careful in this period, you will easily cause trouble.

After all, the Royal Family of the Great Jin has always had some secret battles with the righteous and demons of the Great Jin, and there are many Nascent Soul cultivators who have fallen from the royal family.

Although monks below the Nascent Soul are not enough to become targets of both the righteous and the demons, they will inevitably be used as knives, especially Confucian scholars who act in the style of gentlemen.

Qi Fenglei was designed to lose a bet and wanted to be bound for a hundred years in Qingyun Temple. It has just been ten years.

"Then don't worry, do you know that there will be no large auction in Dajin in the near future? Luo urgently needs to buy some spiritual materials."

As long as the person is not dead, the clues will not be cut off. Anyway, Qingyun Temple cannot escape. Luo Hong immediately decided to prepare all the spiritual materials needed for the incarnation first. After all, it will take a lot of time to refine treasures.

"How many large-scale auctions are there recently? I just don't know what kind of spiritual materials Brother Luo needs?"

The woman in Confucian silhouette asked with a smile.

"It is indeed time to inquire with you first. Luo needs four kinds of spiritual materials, namely: River Styx, Soul-sucking Steel, Evil Dragon Blood and Silver Gang Sand."

Luo Hong looked at the two of them with a look of expectation.

"Ah..." The woman in Confucian shirt did not expect Luo Hong to report four top-level spiritual materials in one breath, which made her mind's calculations go blank, and she barely smiled and said:

"Brother Luo, if you want to obtain these four top spiritual materials, you may have to go to Beijing specifically.

Half a year later, a large-scale auction will be held there, and there will be an underground auction with magical materials gathered, which is exactly what Brother Luo needs.”

"This... may be a part of the worries of fellow Daoist Luo.

As long as the Silver Gangsha is not much needed, there is a way to provide it."

Nie Zhiqiu hesitated for a moment and suddenly recommended himself.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Nie has some silver sand on his hands?"

Luo Hong raised her eyebrows and turned to the haggard old man and said.

"No, there is no silver sand in your hands.

However, the skills I practiced below are a bit special, and silver sand can be extracted from Yuntien Mine.

However, the refining speed is extremely slow, and you can only get one or two silver sand in a year.
Chapter completed!