On such a lively day in Xiaohu City, Xuanhua Lingxiang Shop naturally opened its store early and hung a signboard offering rewards outside the door. Not only was the price greatly reduced, but the original limited quantity of spiritual incense was also doubled.
, but even so, before noon arrived, all the limited-purchase incense products were sold out.
However, there was still an endless stream of customers coming here. Hu Tu and Mu Yang were busy for a long time. It was not until early noon that the number of customers in the store gradually became rare, and they had some opportunities to take stock and rest.
Hu Tu sent a customer out of the store, turned around and saw that there were not many other customers, and he didn't need to greet him for the time being, so he simply leaned against the door of the store and took a rest.
He looked at the bustling scene on the street and the numerous customers coming and going, and couldn't help but feel a little more envious in his eyes.
"What, you want to go out for a walk too?" Suddenly, Yuan Ming's voice reached Hu Tu's ears, startling him.
"How dare I ignore it when the store is busy." Hu Tu waved his hand quickly.
"Haha, you have been busy and worked hard on weekdays. Now that there is a big event in the city, it is time for you to have a holiday. In this way, in the past two days, every afternoon, you and Mu Yang will take turns on duty, leaving only one of you in the store.
I will also send you this month’s monthly payment in advance, so just go and buy whatever you want.” Yuan Ming said.
Hu Tu was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, but then he put on a worried look and whispered: "Boss, I heard from the recent customers who came to the store that Changchun Temple seems to have sent Elder Jie Dan to hunt down Pu Zhengqing.%
In the past few years, he had to receive monks in the shop, and he had heard about it, so he heard about Yuan Ming's feud with Changchun Temple.
Now that Changchun Guanjie Dan monk came to Xiaohu City, he couldn't help but feel worried about Yuan Ming.
"You don't have to worry about this. No one in the city knows that I am the boss behind Xuanhua Lingxiang Shop, and Changchun won't be able to find out about you," Yuan Ming said.
"Boss, you misunderstood. I am worried about your safety." Hu Tu quickly expressed his loyalty.
It can be said that his ability to command heaven and even step into the path of immortality is entirely due to Yuan Ming's help. Only if Yuan Ming is good can he be good.
"I know it well. If you can manage the store well, it will be a great help." Yuan Ming nodded.
He gave Hu Tu a few more words, then turned and left the store.
The Tianxiang Auction is an annual event held every three years.
Whenever a meeting is held, a large number of monks from all over the world come to participate.
But not everyone can buy it at the auction. Guests bring a large number of spiritual stones. At this time, they have something they like, so every year, they leave with a large number of magical elixirs.
After going back and forth, other shops in the city saw the business opportunities and started to advertise discounts for students. Those who could not find what they wanted could not help but buy one or two when they saw this situation.
Nowadays, even some monks who do not have invitations to the Tianxiang Auction will come to the city during the auction just to catch up with this rare discount ceremony.
Yuan Ming shuttled among the crowds and soon stepped onto the trestle across the lake in the city, arriving at the White Jade Square in the center of the lake.
The water in the center of the square was as bright as before. Yuan Ming looked up for a moment and then walked over.
In front of the tall building, two monks wearing bodyguard uniforms were guarding the door, one on the left and the other on the right. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy on their bodies, they were in the early stages of foundation building.
Yuan Ming went to them, took out the invitation from his arms and handed it over, but the guards did not check it, but simply moved out of the way.
"Fellow Taoist, please come in. Before the auction officially begins, in addition to the main auction house, you can browse at will in the building. If you need help or have any questions, you can consult other guards patrolling the building."
Hearing the reminder from the foundation guard, Yuan Ming put away the invitation, nodded, passed through the gate, and walked into the tall building.
His field of vision instantly broadened, and he saw an extremely huge hall. A giant pillar stood in the center of the hall and was connected to the roof.
Dozens of fine and long suspended walking paths are extended from the pillars of the building, connecting it with different floors. Standing at the door and looking up, it is like a huge ancient tree without leaves, supported by its own branches.
the whole building.
Then, Yuan Ming glanced around and saw that in addition to the giant pillars on the first floor, there were some neatly arranged wooden stalls. Some of them already had owners and were selling things, while some were still empty.
He stopped a passing guard and after some questioning, he learned that the first floor was a place specially opened for monks in need to set up their own stalls. However, there was no need for the monks to sell goods behind the stalls. The Tianxiang Auction arranged a dedicated person
If the film is sold on behalf of someone else, and if the film is lost or lost, the monk will be compensated for the loss in full.
Yuan Ming walked around among the stalls and found that the goods sold here were of mixed quality, and most of the stalls were mainly for purchase. He quickly lost interest and walked towards the giant building pillar.
It wasn't until he got closer that he discovered that there were many small doors at the bottom of the building pillars, and inside they were installed the spirit bodies he had seen in the teahouse, and the spiritual stones were installed in the formations painted on the walls.
, there are also numbers indicating the floors written on them.
Yuan Ming walked into the spiritual ladder and pressed the spiritual stone with the number two written on it. Soon, the spiritual ladder slowly climbed up the ship among the giant pillars, bringing him to the suspended plank road connecting the second floor.
It was only then that Yuan Ming discovered that except for the first floor, the other floors of the high-rise building seemed to be in a circular structure. You could either use spiritual ladders to get to each other, or you could choose to take the suspended plank road.
Different from the first floor, the second floor is lined with large exhibition booths one after another along the walls. The decoration styles are also different, and they seem to have strong regional and sect colors.
Located on Yuan Ming's left hand side is a booth with the theme of flowers and green leaves. Green vines cover every corner of the platform, and on the wall, pink flowers the size of a human head are in full bloom, with their stamens covered with
There is a round glass shield, and a variety of elixirs that emit a faint light are hung in the shield, which looks quite novel.
Yuan Ming went over curiously, only to find that this place belonged to the Sheng Ye Sect. There were many Sheng Ye Sect disciples walking around in the booth, and Luo Xing'er was among them.
At this time, she was not wearing the clothes of a disciple of Shengye Sect, but a carefully tailored long green skirt. The hem of the skirt was fluffy like lotus leaves in the pond. A gauze ribbon was tied around her slender waist, and there was another piece.
The beautiful green jade hangs down from the end of the ribbon, half-covered and half-leaked between the skirts, like a boat in a lotus pond.
When Luo Xing'er heard the sound of someone walking around, she immediately looked up and saw that it was Yuan Ming. A look of joy suddenly appeared on her face, and she trotted over and got close to Yuan Ming.
"Excuse me...it turns out it's Senior Ha Gong. Are you also here to participate in the Tianxiang auction?"
Yuan Ming nodded and looked around the booth: "I happen to have an invitation in my hand, so I came over to take a look. What are you selling at the booth here?"
"These are the elixirs that the masters in the sect have derived from ancient prescriptions. If Senior Ha Gong is interested, let me introduce them to you," Luo Xing'er said.
Yuan Ming was just about to refuse, but suddenly he heard someone behind him asking.
"Are you Hagon?"
He turned around and saw a kind old man standing behind him, with white hair and white beard, smiling cheerfully, and even his eyes were narrowed into lines.
Behind the old man, there were four other foundation-building monks, all wearing the same clothes. Some of them, Yuan Ming, even had the impression that they were the Changchun Temple monks he saw in the casual retreat when he met Lu Shen.
Luo Xing'er also recognized the identities of these people, and her whole body suddenly froze, and the hand holding Yuan Ming's arm began to squeeze nervously.
Yuan Ming smiled, patted the back of Luo Xing'er's hand, pulled out his arm and gave her a reassuring look, then raised his hand and asked.
"This is Ha Gong. May I ask who the senior is?"
The old man's cultivation had reached the level of elixir formation. When he heard Yuan Ming's question, he responded with a smile.
"I, Zuo Qinghui, the elder of Taiju Changchun Temple, came this time just to eradicate the evil soul cultivator Pu Zhengqing. Several disciples of our sect here mentioned my name to me early on, and they wanted to contact me through Shengye Sect.
I fell in love with you, I didn’t expect to meet you here.”
"Senior Zuo and Bei are too polite. I wonder why I'm looking for you?" Yuan Ming asked.
"It's not a big deal. I just want to ask about the details of your fight with Pu Zhengqing. But I need to see you now. You are much younger than I thought. You can also defeat the strong with the weak in the early stage of foundation building. With such talent, when
What a pity for a loose cultivator, I wonder if you are willing to join our Changchun Temple and eradicate Pu Zhengqing together?" Zuo Qinghui said.
"Senior's great love, I'm honored to do so. It's just that I'm used to being undisciplined and don't want to join the sect for the time being. I ask for your forgiveness, senior." Yuan Ming said.
As soon as these words came out, before Zuo Qinghui said anything, someone behind him immediately showed an angry look.
"Hagong, please think clearly. How many people want to enter our Changchun Temple, but even if they ask, there is no way. If you refuse today, don't regret it."
Yuan Ming was unmoved at all. He didn't even look at that person, his eyes still stayed on Zuo Qinghui.
However, unlike the disciple behind him, Zuo Qinghui was not angry at all and was still smiling.
"Young friend, you may think that as a casual cultivator, you will be shunned by others if you join the sect. You don't have to worry about this. I invite you to join the sect, not just to recruit talents, but also to look after young people.
I want to find a close disciple for you because of your talent. As long as you agree, from now on, you will be my disciple, Zuo Qinghui, and no one in the sect will dare to cause trouble for you."
Hearing Zuo Qinghui's words, the disciples behind him were all surprised. The other Shengye Sect disciples who were watching nearby were also amazed and envious.
However, Yuan Ming's attitude remained resolute: "I already have a master, so I can't change my family for the time being. Please forgive me, senior."
At this time, even the smile on Zuo Qinghui's face faded a little, and the Changchun Temple disciples behind him were even more angry.