When I entered the first floor, I discovered that it had been carefully arranged as a conference venue, and the empty area in the center of the hall was filled with countless seats.
Mo Juren just glanced at it, stopped paying attention, and walked directly towards the stairs. After a while, he was already on the third floor.
The entrance is also a hall, the area is slightly smaller than the first floor, but the style is much higher, and all the decorations reveal restrained luxury.
The hall is divided into two floors. The upper floor is a special area. A circular corridor is built around it, and there are many independent rooms behind it. However, the doors are all closed and there is no movement.
The lower level is much more lively. There is a circular high platform with a diameter of about two feet in the center. It is divided into four fan-shaped areas A, B, C and D around it. There are a large number of seats arranged in each, and the number is densely packed, no less than hundreds. At this time, many monks have arrived in advance and are sitting in different areas. Although there are not many people, most of them are monks in the alchemy stage.
There are naturally foundation-building monks, but there are only a few of them. They all sit carefully in different positions and are extremely quiet.
Mo Juren checked it out briefly, then withdrew his consciousness and walked towards his seat.
He had already understood in advance that the masks distributed by the auction house were so powerful that even a monk at the Nascent Soul stage would have difficulty detecting them, so he did not worry about his identity being discovered.
"This fellow Taoist has invited you." As soon as Fang sat down, a rich man's voice suddenly came from next to him. It was his neighbor on the left, a bald man in a green robe, whose cultivation should be in the realm of pill formation.
Early days.
Mo Juren was a little surprised that a monk in the alchemy stage was so polite to him. In a flash of thought, he suddenly figured out the reason. The magic power in his body was extremely deep, far beyond the same level, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was even more
He is no weaker than the strong ones in the early stage of forming the core. It is very likely that the opponent misunderstood him and thought he was a monk of the same level who was hiding his cultivation.
After thinking about everything, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel happy. Naturally, he would not explain anything. Instead, he responded with a slight nod of his head as if it were natural.
It was a chance encounter. After saying hello, the two stopped talking. On the front seat, however, two strange monks were chatting in a low voice.
"I heard that there will be Nascent Soul Stage monks here today..."
"No way, this is just a medium-sized auction. Although there are many good things, most of them are used by monks in the alchemy stage. What is the Nascent Soul strongman doing here?"
"I also heard that it seems that a batch of extremely valuable treasures suddenly arrived, and the auction house temporarily changed its plan, and all the treasures in the finale were changed."
"If there is such a thing, tonight will be wonderful..."
As they talked, the two of them looked at the upper floor of the hall at the same time. Unfortunately, it was still empty and there was no movement.
Listening to the discussion between the two, Mo Juren couldn't help but frown in his heart. As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, extremely valuable treasures are too far away for him now, so he doesn't even consider them. However, he changed his plan temporarily.
Change all the items, don't change the things he needs.
While he was thinking about it, there was a sudden commotion in the hall. Looking up, he saw two pretty women in moon-colored white dresses and white veils slowly walking out in the upper corridor, not far behind them.
, a silver-haired old man wearing a simple white robe appeared and turned out to be a Nascent Soul monk.
The old man obviously heard the commotion below, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more. He then turned around and walked to the private room with the two maids, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"People from Star Palace!" A whisper came from beside him, it was the bald man. Hearing this, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. Even the elders of Star Palace had arrived. It seemed that this sudden treasure was definitely not
Average.
As the first Nascent Soul Stage monk appeared, within a moment, a burly man with disheveled hair, a green robe, and an icy aura also appeared in the corridor.
As soon as this person appeared, the place below instantly became silent and extremely quiet. They all withdrew their gazes with some fear, not daring to look directly at the old man.
Mo Juren was surprised and didn't know who this was. However, judging from the reactions of the people at the lower level, this person definitely belonged to that kind of extremely terrifying existence.
Two Nascent Soul old monsters had already arrived, and it was not surprising that they would appear again later, the third, the fourth... Until about an hour later, more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks had appeared in the corridor on the upper floor.<
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Not only the upper floor, there are also more and more people in the hall below. The number of monks in the alchemy stage exceeds hundreds, occupying most of the seats on the lower floor.
However, Mo Juren had a headache at this time. Half an hour ago, a strange 'monk' suddenly came to the seat next to him on the right.
To be precise, she is a young girl. The face she wears is not a mask issued by the auction house, but a thin veil, but the ripples are hazy, making it difficult for people to see her true face.
However, from her appearance and voice, we can roughly guess that she is just a little girl in her early ten years, and her cultivation level is only the fifth period of Qi training, so she doesn’t know how she got in.
Just come in, the key is that this little girl seems to be very curious about everything, constantly looking around, and even holding his arm to ask questions without fear.
"How did you, this girl, get in?" Mo Juren really couldn't figure it out. The people in the auction house must not be trash, so how could they let a little girl with a fifth level of Qi training run in?
"Uncle is so stupid. Of course he walked in openly. I have an invitation." The little girl flipped her hand and a golden invitation appeared.
"How did you get this invitation? Also, where are your adults? How can I trust you to come out alone?"
"Uncle, you have so many problems!" The little girl complained softly, but said extremely arrogantly,
"In Tianxing City, I can go wherever I want. There will be no danger."
"Such a loud tone!" Mo Juren couldn't help but be astonished. What kind of education school is this naughty kid? Can he go wherever he wants?
"I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, can you give it a try?"
"Try you." Mo Juren glanced at the other party speechlessly, but he vaguely guessed that this girl should be followed by guards, otherwise she would not be so 'arrogant'.
"Hehe, uncle, you are so cowardly!" Seeing him flinching, the little girl suddenly smiled.
"It doesn't matter whether I am timid or not. The key is you. Tell me, did you sneak away from home? If your family members find out that you came here to cause trouble, be careful to spank you."
"Nonsense, Daddy is not willing to hit me." The little girl retorted quickly, but the conversation changed.
"But, uncle, how did you figure it out?"
"Just a guess." Mo Juren said perfunctorily, but secretly thought in his heart, who would let a yellow-haired girl in her early teens attend the auction alone? Or is it this kind of standard?
"Then your guess is quite accurate." The little girl nodded slightly and said,
"However, it's useless to guess. Anyway, even if my father knew about it, he wouldn't beat me, but my mother..."
When her mother was mentioned, the little girl showed a hint of fear and her voice gradually became quieter.
Seeing this, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel happy. He thought that this girl was really not afraid of the sky or the earth, but he didn't expect that there were still people who were afraid. This would be better, as it would save the chatterbox from having to ask him endless questions.
Unfortunately, before there was a moment of silence, the little girl seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and spoke again: "What treasures are uncle going to buy today?"
"Just take a look." Mo Juren rubbed his temples and replied.
"Uncle, if you don't have enough spiritual stones, I can lend them to you..."
"No need"
"..."
"..."
For nearly half an hour, the little girl kept asking questions, which made Mo Juren very annoyed. However, facing a little girl who was only in her early ten years, but most likely had a rich background, he couldn't really make sarcastic remarks, and could only respond from time to time.
One sentence.
Fortunately, at this time, the auction was finally about to begin. As a middle-aged man in a black brocade robe slowly walked onto the high platform, the hall instantly became quiet.
The man in brocade robes stood in the center of the high platform, glanced at the hall with sharp eyes, and then said in a deep voice:
"There was a temporary situation at this auction, so I will personally host it. As for who I am, I think everyone is familiar with it, so I won't waste time introducing you.
Let’s get right to the point. First of all, welcome to all fellow Taoists. The auction is about to begin. The overall process is the same as before, except for our auction, and then there will be free exchange time..."
After a brief introduction, the man in brocade robes no longer hesitated, clapped his hands lightly, and the next moment, a pretty maid in a moon-colored white dress slowly walked forward, holding a hand held between her bare jade arms.
A tray covered only with red cloth.
The man in the brocade robe pulled off the red cloth, revealing a brocade box half a foot long and wide. He slowly opened the lid, revealing a fist-sized milky white stone, emitting gleaming white light.
"Moonstone, a natural stone produced on the top of mountains, can independently absorb the power of moonlight. It is an excellent material for refining certain detection magic weapons. The stock of this stone in the world of immortality is extremely rare, and it is extremely rare.
Rare and rare spiritual materials, the base price is three thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price cannot be less than five hundred."
Moonstone is indeed a rare spiritual material, but its scope of application is limited, and detection magic weapons are still relatively unpopular after all. Therefore, there are not many bidders. After a few people simply competed for it, in the end, this Moonstone was purchased by the lower level.
A female monk in the late stage of elixir formation won the bid for seven thousand spiritual stones.
At a certain location, Mo Juren was frowning at this time. This auction has indeed undergone great changes, and the first lot is different from the one introduced in the jade slip.
He couldn't help but feel worried. If the auction house really canceled several high-level demon souls, he would have to think of other ways.