The Immortality of Mortals Chapter 269 The Huge Harvest at the Auction 1/3, Please Subscribe!
"Eight hundred thousand spiritual stones, this piece of Geng Spirit was obtained by this fellow Taoist!" A middle-aged monk standing at the front of the auction hall said with a smile on his face.
On the sandalwood table in front of him, there was an emerald green tray with a walnut-sized piece of golden ore in it.
Han Li wore a mask and walked down from the stage in a somewhat excited mood. After delivering the 800,000 spirit stones, he took the piece of Geng Essence away.
This time, in order to capture this piece of Geng Jing, he not only used all the 500,000 spirit stones given by Lu Luo, but also used all the 300,000 spirit stones he had on him.
This walnut-sized piece of Geng Essence is enough to be mixed into seven or eight flying swords. This auction is a big gain for him.
"It's a pity that I have limited financial resources after all. Otherwise, if I could get the fist-sized piece of Geng Jing at the back, it would be enough for me to cobble together a Great Geng Sword Formation!" Han Li thought to himself.
In this auction, a total of two pieces of Gengjing appeared, and the one he bought was smaller.
It was precisely because there was a bigger piece behind that attracted the attention of those sword cultivating sects. Otherwise, Han immediately took out 800,000 spirit stones, and he might not be able to get the piece of Geng Jing in front of him.
"The person who took out the fist-sized piece of Geng Jing should be Senior Brother Ye, right? I remember that he got a piece just as big as a fist in Manbeard's cave!" Han Li thought to himself.
In fact, after he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and saw the Great Geng Sword Formation from the Qing Yuan Sword Technique, he had been thinking about obtaining the Geng Essence from Ye Changsheng.
However, he has almost nothing of value to Ye Changsheng. He even owes Ye Changsheng two favors and has nowhere to repay. There is no room for bargaining with Ye Changsheng in exchange for Geng Jing!
Therefore, Han Li never went looking for Ye Changsheng!
Now, he could only look at such a big piece of Gengjing and sigh.
Shortly after Han Li obtained the piece of Geng essence, Ye Changsheng's piece of Geng essence was also brought up.
When a group of sword cultivators saw the piece of Geng Jing, their eyes suddenly turned red.
The bidding went on and on, and soon it exceeded the 800,000 spirit stones that Han Li had bid for.
Seeing that the price of Geng Jing soared to more than one million spirit stones, Han Li couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.
Sure enough, a person like him who fights alone cannot compare with those big sects.
Han Li could clearly see that among those vying for the Geng Jing, there was the Fire Dragon Boy, the Nascent Soul whom he knew.
This person was obviously here to auction this object on behalf of the Ancient Sword Sect. When he saw the Fire Dragon Boy calling out the price of 1.3 million spirit stones without changing his expression, Han Li's eyes twitched twice.
Above the auction hall, in a box, Ye Changsheng and Yuan Yao were sitting here, looking at the hot auction scene below with smiles on their faces.
It didn't take long for the price of his piece of Gengjing to reach 1.8 million spiritual stones.
At this point, the price increase finally slowed down, and finally the price settled at 2.1 million spirit stones.
However, the Fire Dragon Boy, who had been bidding, did not help the Gujian Sect to take the piece of Geng Jing. The fist-sized piece of Geng Jing was finally bought away by the leader of the Righteous Alliance, an elder of the Tai Zhen Sect.
After the dust of Geng Jing's auction settled, Ye Changsheng's eighth-level demon elixir and materials for ninth-level demon beasts were also brought up one after another.
Not surprisingly, these things immediately aroused the pursuit of a group of Nascent Soul monks.
In the end, Feng Xi's materials were sold for more than 2.3 million spirit stones, and the blood-marked shark's demon elixir was sold for more than 800,000 spirit stones.
After deducting the auction house's commission, Ye Changsheng finally received five million spiritual stones.
"It's really fast to make money this way, but if the auction house is in my hands, the speed of making money will be even faster!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.
After getting five million spirit stones, he and Yuan Yao left the auction house. Yuan Yao followed Ye Changsheng's words and went to the agreed place mentioned by Nanlong Hou.
Yuan Yao walked alone to a seemingly ordinary stone house. She walked over, but before she could knock on the door, the door opened.
A middle-aged man with a jade crown, purple robe and long beard came out, his face lit up with joy when he saw Yuan Yao's figure, and he quickly said: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, you are finally here!"
"Thank you, Taoist friend Nanlong, we are waiting for you!" Yuan Yao said a few polite words, and then he was invited into the stone house by Nanlong Marquis.
Yuan Yao was startled by the situation inside the house. How could there be anyone in the house?
But then she swept her consciousness and discovered the forbidden fluctuations in the house.
At the same time, Marquis Nanlong also noticed Yuan Yao's actions and said with a smile: "Of course I can't hide this little trick from my fellow Taoist. Fellow Daoist Yuan, please come with me!"
Nanlong Hou said, and he made a magic formula, and a piece of golden cloud flew out of his sleeve.
After the golden clouds passed, a white light suddenly flashed on an inconspicuous ground in the house, the illusion in front of me disappeared, and a dark stone staircase suddenly appeared.
Marquis Nanlong walked down without saying a word. Yuan Yao looked at the scene here and followed immediately.
The stone steps are very short. You can barely walk in with your front feet, and you will appear in a small underground hall with your back feet. The soft white light of a few moonstones illuminates the place dimly and brightly.
At this moment, there are six monks in this stone room.
When these people saw Nanlong Hou and Yuan Yao coming in, they glanced over at the same time.
One of the men in green clothes with an ordinary face changed slightly when he saw Yuan Yao appear.
This person was Han Li. When he saw Yuan Yao, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Why was Senior Brother Ye’s Taoist companion also invited by Nanlong Marquis?
So, Senior Brother Ye also knows what’s going on here?
Thinking of this, Han Li's heart sank slightly, and he felt that Nanlong Marquis's invitation to these people to come here this time might not be simple.
Otherwise, Senior Brother Ye would not pay attention to it.
Han Li has a feeling that most of the things that Senior Brother Ye pays attention to are some extraordinary things.
"Brother Nanlong, is this fellow Taoist you invited a bit unfamiliar?" asked a dark-skinned man in the corner.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this, Marquis Nanlong smiled and introduced Yuan Yao first, saying: "This is Taoist Friend Bing!"
Then, he turned to look at everyone and said, "This fellow Taoist Yuan is a person who has just given birth a few years ago. It's normal that you don't know him!"
"But speaking of this Taoist companion, everyone must have admired his name for a long time!" Marquis Nanlong said with a smile on his face as he looked at the people in the room.
"Oh? Taoist companion? Who is this Taoist companion?" Someone asked immediately. He was a beardless old man in a white shirt.
"Her Taoist companion is Taoist Ye Changsheng, who is known as the fourth greatest monk in Tiannan. I think everyone here has heard of his reputation!" Nanlong Hou said with a smile.
"What? It's him?!" Several exclamations immediately sounded in the room.
"Isn't Daoist Fellow Ye's Taoist companion Nangong Fairy from the Hidden Moon Sect?" A surprised voice came from the corner. The speaker was a beardless old man wearing a white shirt. Like Nanlong Hou, he was a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
After he finished speaking, people looked at Yuan Yao with doubts in their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Nanlong Hou immediately smiled and said: "Brother Yun is indeed the elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and he knows very well about Daoist Fellow Ye!"
Marquis Nanlong's words made the old man named Yun show a look of embarrassment on his face.
He was originally a secret elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. He traveled around the world pretending to be a casual cultivator. No one had ever known that he was a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect before.
Until Ye Changsheng took action and killed brothers Wang Tiangu and Wang Tiansheng, the monk named Yun had no choice but to expose his identity and return to the Ghost Spirit Sect to hold up the banner of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
But precisely because of this, the attitude of some of his old friends who had close friendships with him immediately changed.
Because he always said that he was a casual cultivator before, people felt safe to interact with him, but now you have become a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
This has to make people wonder, is there some conspiracy behind you running out to make friends?
Marquis Nanlong was also one of the old friends of the monk named Yun, and he was very angry at this man's disguise.
That’s why I said what I just said.
Seeing that most of the people present looked at Yuan Yao with suspicious expressions, only Han Li looked calm and showed no expression, Nanlong Marquis couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
A warm smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "Well, I don't know much about what you said about Fairy Nangong, but this is Fellow Daoist Ye's family matter, so we'd better not inquire too much!"
Listening to the conversation of these people and looking at their doubtful eyes, Yuan Yao always had a faint smile on his face without any expression.
She listened quietly to Nanlong Hou's introduction, and at the same time she wondered in her mind what the purpose of this monk, who had been famous in Tiannan for hundreds of years, summoned so many people here.
There were three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul present. It was obvious that what Nanlong Hou was planning was not simple.
"Now that Fellow Daoist Yuan is here, I guess Fellow Daoist Ye also knows about our gathering, right? As far as I know, he has also come to Khotan City!" An old woman suddenly said.
"Mrs. Tai is right, but we have to ask Fellow Daoist Yuan whether Fellow Daoist Ye knows about this matter!" Marquis Nanlong turned to look at Yuan Yao and asked.
Seeing that most of the people present were looking at her, Yuan Yao smiled sweetly and said:
"My young master naturally knows about my coming here, but he has an agreement with fellow Daoist Wei Wuya and has to do other things. He can't take care of our affairs!"
After hearing Yuan Yao's words, everyone present was doubtful.
If people like Ye Changsheng are really allowed to join in, no matter what Nanlong Marquis asks them to do next, these people will hesitate a bit or even refuse directly.
Nanlong Hou looked very calm, as if he completely believed Yuan Yao's words, and said: "Since Fellow Daoist Ye can't care about things here, you should feel at ease, right?"
With that said, Marquis Nanlong introduced the identities of the other people present to Yuan Yao.
In addition to the old man surnamed Yun from the Ghost Spirit Sect, there is also a monk here who is in the middle stage of Yuanying. This person is Xuanjizi, the elder of the Tianji Sect.
In addition to the three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, there are the dark-skinned monk surnamed Bing, a cold-faced monk surnamed You, and an old woman, Mrs. Tai.
These six people, plus Yuan Yao and Han Li, a total of eight Yuanying monks gathered in this room.
Everyone here either possesses the spiritual consciousness of the middle stage of Yuanying, or although they are in the early stage of Yuanying, they have practiced some secret method that makes their spiritual consciousness comparable to that of monks in the middle stage of Yuanying.
Marquis Nanlong chose such a group of monks with powerful spiritual consciousness to gather together. What was the purpose of this gathering made the people present curious.
After the doubts about Yuan Yao's identity were temporarily suppressed, someone immediately asked: "Brother Nanlong, why did you ask this group of us to come here?"
Nanlong Hou's expression became serious when he heard this, he glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Several fellow Taoists come from different forces, including the righteous path, the demonic path, and the Tiandao Alliance, and there are also solitary cultivators, but I invite
There is only one reason for everyone to come, and that is that your spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful!"
"Regarding what I want to do, some fellow Taoists already know the general outline of the matter, and some have never heard of it, so I will recount the matter again, and then everyone will decide whether to participate in this matter. If they are not willing,
I will never force myself!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's spirits suddenly lifted, knowing that the main show was about to begin.
"The purpose of calling everyone here this time is actually to ask you to accompany me on a trip to the Mulan Grassland!" Marquis Nanlong said slowly after scanning the crowd.
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present immediately changed.
"Brother Nanlong, are you right, are you going to Mulan Grassland?" The cold-faced monk named You asked with a frown, as if he still didn't believe what he heard.
"Fellow Taoist, I misunderstood. When I said I wanted to go to Mulan Grassland, I didn't mean to go deep into the grassland, but just at the edge of the hundred miles away!" Nanlong Hou explained calmly.
"That is also a very dangerous thing. I heard that after so many years of recuperating, the Mulan people are getting ready to take action again!" The monk surnamed You shook his head and said.
Everyone else looked at Nanlong Hou with ugly expressions, waiting for his explanation.
They all have some understanding of the current situation on the Mulan Grassland. Now the two sides are about to go to war, and the number of Mulan magicians at the Nascent Soul level in the border area is by no means a handful.
If you fall into it, the consequences will be disastrous.
The style of Mulan's immortality world is very different from that of Tiannan. Because the resources are even poorer than those of Tiannan, their monks have very few magic weapons in their hands.
In terms of competing for magic weapons and magic weapons, the Mulan people are far from comparable to Tiannan, but there is a reason why they have been strong since ancient times.
In the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World, or even in all the Immortal Cultivation Worlds outside of this grassland, monks generally focus on magical tools and treasures, and rarely practice spells.
This is because after entering the elixir formation stage, the power that the magic weapon can exert is much stronger than that of various spells.
Even if it is a high-level spell, although its power is comparable to the attack of a Nascent Soul monk, the time and energy consumed in cultivating such a spell is immeasurable.