About three thousand miles away from Jinjing City, this is a dark barren mountain area.
This place that was originally peaceful was extremely lively today. From time to time, one or several rays of light would fly in at a very fast speed, and after flying down into a valley somewhere, they would soon disappear.
Not long after, two more escaping lights arrived at the same time, it was Mo Juren and Ye Yunge.
Compared to the latter, this was Mo Juren's first time here. After landing on the ground, he immediately looked around.
What comes into view is a ravine covered with densely packed wild grass and shrubs as tall as a person, deep between two peaks.
This place is really remote, and if you don't pay careful attention, you won't notice anything unusual.
On one side is a seemingly ordinary stone wall, with a slightly green surface, and most of the area is covered in mud and moss, which is equally unremarkable.
At this time, Ye Yunge waved his sleeves very skillfully, and a disc the size of a palm flew out. With a flash of white light, it sank directly into the stone wall.
After a moment, a burst of yellow glow suddenly appeared, and the stone wall disappeared directly, replaced by a huge hole with a diameter of more than ten feet wide.
In front of the cave entrance, there were two strange monks in black robes, an old man and a young man, whose cultivation was in the late or middle stage of pill formation.
"It turns out that Senior Ye has arrived. This senior's face is a bit unfamiliar. Could you please tell me his name?" The old man held Ye Yunge's dharma plate in his hand. He first saluted the two of them and glanced at Mo Juren, then
He asked in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
It was said to be an inquiry, but it had a hint of 'cross-examination'.
Although this is the rule of the underground trade fair, and new faces must be understood, as a monk in the Danjie stage, it is not easy to dare to face two strong men in the Nascent Soul stage and ask questions without fear.
I remember that in the original fate line, when Han Li came to attend the trade fair ten years later, the two people he met were two disciples of Yi Xiantian, one of the four great casual cultivators of the Jin Dynasty.
I don’t know if it’s these two people?
After thinking about it again, I thought it was impossible. Yi Xiantian asked two disciples to be the gatekeepers of the trade fair. The purpose was to take the opportunity to make them famous. It was impossible to participate in two consecutive trade fairs.
"Do you need to question the people I brought here?" Ye Yunge frowned, and his tone suddenly became a little cold. Although there are some forces of good and evil standing behind this underground trade fair, they are so disrespectful to the royal family.
, how could she have a good face?
"Haha, how could it be? The two juniors also have responsibilities. It's just a casual question. Please ask Senior Ye to take care of it." Seeing Ye Yunge's tough attitude, the monk lost his temper in an instant and quickly handed the disc back respectfully.
He took out a similar one again and gave it to Mo Juren, while explaining,
"Since it was introduced by Senior Ye, there is no problem. This piece is the Nascent Soul Level Identity Plate. Not only can Senior use this item to participate in this trade fair, but the next three underground trade fairs will be free of charge.
Of course, if the senior violates the rules of the trade fair, the dharma plate will be taken back or discarded. In addition, according to the rules, a fee of 10,000 spiritual stones is required for this dharma plate."
"Ten thousand spirit stones are indeed dark enough." Mo Juren cursed in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He handed the spirit stones directly to the other party and looked at the disc in his hand, which had three hundred clearly engraved on it.
The words seventy-five.
"This is just a representative identity, used in transactions, and does not refer to the specific number of people. Unlike previous large auctions, underground trade fairs are always accompanied by various situations, so the actual number of participants in each trade fair varies.
There will be too many, usually only about 200 people." Ye Yunge knew that he was not clear, so he took the initiative to explain.
"It's not that little!" Mo Juren had known this for a long time, so he was not surprised. He put the disk into his sleeves and strode straight towards the passage with the other party.
While marching, Ye Yunge's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he asked unexpectedly:
"The two people had such an attitude when they faced you and me before. Aren't you curious about their identities?"
"What's your identity?" Mo Juren's expression moved slightly, but Ye Yunge suddenly lowered his voice and whispered three words:
"Tianmo Sect."
"A disciple of the Tianmo Sect, no wonder." Mo Juren suddenly realized that there were countless sects in the world of immortality in the Jin Dynasty, but the ones at the top were the Taiyi Sect and the Tianmo Sect, which were recognized as the leaders of the two sects of good and evil.
As a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it is not surprising that he is so arrogant.
Of course, those two people were not really brainless, they just showed their attitudes appropriately and did not have the guts to really anger two Nascent Soul powerhouses, especially Mo Juren who was still in the middle Nascent Soul stage.
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The passage was not too long, and soon the two of them reached the end. They saw a flash of white light in front of them, and it was an entrance. The bustling sounds inside could be heard from a long distance away.
The two looked at each other subconsciously, and then continued to move forward.
After passing through the entrance, the scene that greeted his eyes made Mo Juren a little surprised. He did not enter the venue immediately, but was blocked outside through a dark green light curtain.
A masked monk stood in front of the light curtain, and a simple teleportation array was built not far away.
Seeing the two people appear, the other party didn't say anything, but directly attached two unknown spiritual talismans to the two people, and then stopped paying attention to them.
Ye Yunge naturally understood what was going on, and explained in a low voice. Mo Juren suddenly understood, and without hesitation, he and the other party stepped directly into the teleportation array.
A flash of green light flashed, and the two of them were teleported away. When they reappeared, they had already entered the venue.
The space is not big, but it is not small either. There is a circular open space in the center with about four to five hundred seats evenly distributed around it.
There were not many monks coming to the venue at this moment, only a few dozen of them. They were sparsely scattered everywhere, either standing or sitting. Everyone was shrouded in a layer of light of different colors, making it impossible to see their true appearance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mo Juren and Ye Yunge are no exception. The moment they entered, their figures were enveloped in a ray of light, and their entire bodies became looming.
"The formation here is based on the Taiyi Sect's famous 'Illusion Light Divine Formation'. Although it is far less powerful than the original formation, it has an extremely powerful effect in covering up.
When you and I are in it, combined with the specially refined talismans on our bodies, we can form a magical magical aura. Even the strong ones in the late Nascent Soul stage cannot see through it at all." The two found a place to sit down, and Ye Yunge whispered again.
explained.
"It is indeed not simple." Mo Juren nodded. He had already tried it just now. Even with the strength of his spiritual consciousness, he could only detect some vague features and could not completely 'see' them clearly.
This is not the effect of a single magic weapon, but the result of the combined force formed by the entire formation. Under the premise that it is only one person, it is obviously beyond the power to fight against the entire formation.
With a thought in his heart, he simply activated his consciousness to the extreme, and at the same time used his Ming Qing Spirit Eyes to assist him. When he looked at the others again, an inexplicable color suddenly appeared in his eyes.
With his spiritual eyes hidden and his consciousness withdrawn, he stopped probing and continued talking to Ye Yunge.
As time passed, the number of monks teleported into the hall increased, until nearly an hour later, there were more than two hundred monks.
During this period, two monks who were suspected of being deacons also entered the hall, placed a huge white jade table several feet wide in the central open space, and then left directly.
At this moment, another white light flashed through, and a figure appeared in front of the white jade table again.
The whole body was shrouded in light, and it was impossible to see clearly who it was, but the moment it appeared, the entire hall instantly became quiet.
"It's almost time. All the fellow Taoists who are supposed to come have arrived. Let's start the trade fair immediately." The figure in the white light glanced around and then said in an indifferent tone.
At the same time, one of his sleeves was gently brushed by, and three or four bulging storage bags instantly appeared on the table.
Obviously, everyone knew what it was, their eyes were full of eager light, and they all started gearing up.
"Most of the people here are acquaintances. I don't need to explain the rules. However, considering that there are also new Taoist friends, I will take some time and say a few words.
Since this is an underground trade fair, the things that appear are inevitably a little more sensitive, but it also means that they are more precious and can only be encountered outside.
Therefore, the price will naturally be much higher, and fellow Taoists who plan to make a move must be mentally prepared in advance.
As before, the trade fair mainly focuses on various rare materials and ancient treasures and magic weapons. However, if there are other more precious items, it is normal for them to appear at this fair. There is no need to take this seriously.
According to the usual practice, we should provide a batch of materials first, which can be used as a starting point to attract others. They can be directly auctioned with spirit stones, and the highest bidder will get it. After that, it will be a free exchange among fellow Taoists..." The figure in the white light will rule 15
Shi Shi narrated it once, then stopped talking nonsense, and immediately raised his hand to slowly grab one of the storage bags.
A flash of light flashed, and what was revealed was a black jade bottle half a foot tall. As the cork was opened, a ball of fist-sized, jet-black liquid droplets slowly floated out.
What's strange is that the liquid droplets are constantly twisting and changing shapes, as if something wants to break through, and there are even bursts of shrill screams.
"This is..." The moment they saw the liquid drop, countless people's expressions changed slightly, and they had roughly guessed what it was. Some monks frowned, feeling disgust from the bottom of their hearts, but there were other monks whose eyes were red and excited.
The color is hard to hide.
"Soul liquid! I didn't expect someone to condense such an evil thing!" Ye Yunge snorted coldly. He knew without even thinking that this must have been done by a certain demonic monk. It was simply inhumane.
"Soul liquid?" Mo Juren's heart moved slightly, and he thought about the origin of this object. It was some demonic monks who collected a large number of souls with special attributes and refined them through some extremely complicated secret methods.
Although it is only the size of a fist, if you want to master it, you will need at least tens of thousands of souls.
This object can be regarded as a top-notch spiritual material, especially for some monks. Some magic weapons refined with it have extremely terrifying power.
He couldn't help but think of the 'Mysterious Soul Liquid' that he had used to refine his body many times. It was the same reason. The difference was that his targets were powerful ghost cultivators who had already achieved success in cultivation, rather than ordinary people.
The biggest difference between the two is that the mysterious soul liquid has been refined through the transformation furnace and becomes pure and flawless, and can be swallowed directly, while this so-called soul liquid is completely defective, filled with endless hostility from wronged souls.
It can only be used to refine magic weapons.
"I don't need to explain what the soul liquid is. Everyone knows it. Please rest assured that the refining of this thing has nothing to do with me, the people of the Central Plains. As for where it comes from, I won't say more here." The figure in the white light is specious.
He explained something and then said loudly.
"One bottle of soul liquid, the starting price is 100,000 spirit stones, each increase must not be less than 5,000, starting now..."
"One hundred and ten thousand"
"One hundred twenty thousand"
"140,000"
"160,000"
"One hundred and sixty-five thousand..."
"..."
Hearing that it was not from the people of the Central Plains, the concerns of everyone in the hall were instantly dissipated, but in the end those who participated in the bidding were still mainly demonic monks.
Listening to the shouts of price one after another, Mo Juren couldn't help but be a little surprised.
It is indeed an underground trade fair. As the host said, the price will be relatively expensive, but I never thought it would be much more expensive than I imagined. I really didn't dare to come here without a little bit of money.
Just for this first lot, the starting price was 100,000 yuan, and there were countless bidders. Who knows how outrageous the final transaction price will be?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Naturally, he was not interested in this so-called 'soul liquid', so he waited patiently.
In the end, this bottle of soul liquid was bought by someone for 200,000 spirit stones.
"Next is the second lot. The value is much higher than the soul liquid just now. Please wait and see." The figure in the white light laughed and touched the storage bag again. In an instant, there was a flash of blood.
An unknown sphere with a height of two feet and a diameter of more than one foot emerged.
The surface of the ball is not smooth, but is densely covered with complicated blood-colored spiritual patterns. The red blood light flows erratically, giving people an unusually mysterious feeling.
The ball is exuding some kind of invisible pressure all the time. Although it is very weak, it is extremely pure. At first glance, it is not an ordinary thing.
The moment they saw the bloody ball, countless people pondered over it. They were only sure that it should be the egg of some kind of monster, but they couldn't guess what kind of monster it was.
"Didn't anyone guess it?" The figure in the white light laughed and stopped pretending.
"This is the egg of the 'Blood Cloud Jiao'. As for the origin, I don't need to explain it. Everyone knows it by heart. Now the auction begins. The starting price is 150,000 spirit stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 5,000..."
"It turned out to be a blood cloud dragon! I'll pay 160,000..."
"170,000"
"Two hundred thousand"
"Twenty-one thousand"
"..."
Hearing the name of the Blood Cloud Dragon, almost everyone started bidding, each one more crazy than the other.
"Where does this blood cloud dragon come from? Just an unhatched dragon egg won't make people so crazy, right?" Mo Juren was very confused, and Ye Yunge didn't plan to auction it, so he immediately explained via voice transmission,
"There is only one blood cloud dragon in the entire Jin Dynasty, and it lives in a place called 'Panlong Yuan' in the wild land of the south. This dragon was originally a blood cloud snake. After it transformed, it became a genus of dragon. It lives in the southern wilderness.
He is a leader-like existence among the demon clan.
Although the Southern Barbarian Monster Clan does not belong to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, it is theoretically a lineage of the land monster clan. It is really surprising that someone would steal the other party's offspring and sell them."
"Southern Barbarian Monster Clan!" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised, but he had some understanding of it before.
The Great Jin Dynasty is vast and vast, and the forces of all parties are even more complex. Not only are the human race powerful, but the demon race can also make concessions.
The wild land in the south is far away from the Central Plains. The environment is harsh and there are countless monsters and poisonous insects. Over the long years, the monster tribe has grown into a force that cannot be ignored.
Although it is much worse than the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, its overall strength is not weak either.
As for the specific situation of the Southern Barbarian Monster Clan, Mo Juren was not interested at all and naturally did not know much about it. However, since the Lord of Dragon Abyss was a great monster in the early stage of transformation, it was indeed enough for him to steal his offspring and sell them.
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Behind this underground trade fair are the good and the evil, which have always been known for having no taboos. Now it seems that this is really not an exaggeration.
"As for why so many people are so madly scrambling for this Blood Cloud Dragon egg, it's not because they want to hatch it and use it as a spiritual beast. Not only does it consume a lot of resources, but it also takes a long time. It's not worth the gain.
The real reason is that the Blood Cloud Dragon has a special constitution, and her eggs have another, more mysterious purpose, which most people cannot refuse..."