Xu Dao came to Shezhao Ghost Market tonight. Although his first purpose was to see if there was any foundation-building technique, he found out from his inquiries in the past few days that this matter was basically slim.
Therefore, its actual purpose is to obtain a flying magic weapon to supplement his shortcomings in action, and to buy another sword-shaped magic weapon to use as a martial arts method.
Now the dark sword that appeared at the auction met Xu Dao's two requirements, and he was immediately ready to take action.
But now besides him, there are many Taoists who are attracted by black swords.
Xu Dao calmly paid attention to the surroundings and found that at least a dozen people had eager eyes, four or five of them were guests staying on the second floor.
This made him frown secretly, "So many people are eyeing this sword. It seems like it will cost a lot of money."
"But fortunately, this flying sword is just an inferior magic weapon. If it is really a foundation-building magic weapon, it will be more difficult to obtain. I am afraid it is not something I can covet at all."
Thinking of this, Xu Dao comforted himself and breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, the paper figurine owner who was presiding over the auction saw the expressions of the people around him. A smile appeared on his face, he held the flying sword in both hands and sang in his mouth: "A flying sword magic weapon, the starting price is three thousand talisman!"
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"Do not miss passing through!"
Xu Dao raised his brows slightly when he heard the starting price. Although ordinary magic weapons can be purchased for more than a thousand talismans, even six or seven hundred talismans can barely be purchased.
But the flying sword magic weapon in front of me can not only kill, but also carry people into the air. Although it is not used by foundation-building Taoist priests, it is still the best among the low-end magic weapons.
Three thousand talismans is not a lot of money, but it is a bit low. It is similar to the storage bag that White Bone Temple Sunken Wood paid someone to refine.
But before Xu Dao was happy, he immediately knew the reason why the store set this price.
Because after the paper man shopkeeper reported the price of three thousand talisman coins, the expressions of a bunch of guests on the scene changed, and someone immediately waved and said: "Three thousand!"
As soon as this sound came out, another person said: "Three thousand two!"
Every bid in an auction starts with an increase of 100 cents and is an integer.
In the blink of an eye, before a group of people including Xu Dao could shout out the price, the price of Feijian was raised to 4,000 talisman.
Moreover, many people bidding were really moved and continued to look at Feijian in the hall with bright eyes.
When the shopkeeper of the paper man selling flying swords heard the shouting of prices, a strange smile appeared on his pale and red-cheeked face, and he couldn't close his mouth.
Just then, a voice suddenly came from the hall: "Five thousand talisman money!"
The price increase was directly raised by one thousand. As soon as the voice came out, the originally warm atmosphere in the hall was immediately shaken, and some Taoists began to discuss in a low voice.
"He just added a thousand! He is a rich man!"
"It's already five thousand talismans so quickly, but the price is still quite profitable!"
There was a lot of discussion at the scene, as one of them said, even if you spend five thousand talismans to buy a powerful magic weapon, you can still make a profit.
Therefore, shouting out the price is just to win over people, and it only makes everyone pause in their bidding action.
Some people who wanted to bid for the flying sword began to bid again after pondering for a while.
The shopkeeper's expression was very wonderful. He was like a clown playing tricks in the world. He kept singing: "Five thousand three, five thousand seven, six thousand. Hey! It's a fine magic weapon. Don't hide it if you have money."
Just keep it tight, if you miss it, it will be gone."
The shop was lively. The person who just raised the price by one thousand and then kept shouting the price was not Xu Dao. He kept quiet during the whole process and didn't say a few words.
Xu Dao squinted his eyes and looked intently at the flying sword that was being auctioned. He thought to himself: "Six thousand talisman coins, twice the starting price, is already close to the reasonable price of this magical weapon."
As expected, the Taoists present were not fools. After the price of Feijian reached 6,000, the number of bidders decreased, and those who continued to bid became cautious and began to bid higher by one to two hundred.
"Add more! Add more!" The paper-man shopkeeper looked like a clown, his face became nervous, he waved his hands repeatedly, and shouted: "This is one of the finale treasures tonight! If you miss it, you will lose it!"
But no matter how much it yelled, after the price of the flying sword climbed to 7,000, there were very few bidders, and only two people were still bidding at 1,000.
This is not because other people are not greedy. For people who lack sharp tools, the price is still reasonable.
But seven thousand talisman money is already nearly twenty years' salary for a Taoist disciple in the middle stage of White Bone Temple. Generally, few Taoist disciples in the late stage of Qi Refining have such a large amount of talisman money.
As he watched, Xu Dao silently looked up to the second floor and saw that one of the two bidders was wearing Miao clothes. He thought to himself: "He is so rich. I wonder if this person has ever been to Montenegro?"
"Masters, please take action quickly, otherwise the treasure will be taken away!" The shopkeeper was still shouting in a high-pitched voice as the shopkeeper continued to raise the fire.
But even so, after the auction price reluctantly raised another five hundred talisman, although the Taoists at the scene were talking enthusiastically, the voices of quotations were silent.
"Alas!" the shopkeeper pretended to sigh, holding the flying sword in his arms with a look of reluctance on his face: "Then this sword belongs to the uncle upstairs?"
Seeing that the Feijian auction had finally come to an end, Xu Dao, who had remained silent, finally spoke out:
"Eight thousand!"
As soon as this sound came out, a slight shout suddenly sounded in the hall, and many eyes followed the sound, focusing on Xu Dao, looking up and down, and making comments.
The Taoist upstairs, who was already flying with his sword, was also staring at Xu Dao with cold eyes.
When Xu Dao faced the attention of others, his scorched face was dull, and he seemed not to care about the situation around him.
The face of the shopkeeper in the hall changed, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Hey! This man raised another five hundred, but is there anyone richer than this man?"
It is a pity that the price Xu Dao called out is already on the high side. Although eight thousand talisman money is not worth buying a magic weapon, not many people can afford this price.
Moreover, as the shopkeeper said just now, the flying sword is one of the finale items in this auction, but it is not the real finale.
Something more powerful might be behind, which made the only remaining person hesitate and unable to make a sound.
Just when all the Taoists present thought that Xu Dao, a yellow-skinned man, would take the flying sword into his pocket, the Taoist who had called out seven thousand five gritted his teeth and reluctantly called out another price of eight thousand two.
When Xu Dao heard this, he did not speak immediately, but paused deliberately, and then called out the price in a nonchalant manner: "Eight thousand and five!"
"Huh!" A cold snort immediately sounded in the hall, followed by the sound of snakes and insects neighing, which was the sound made by the Taoist who was bidding with Xu Dao.
Although he is not wearing Miao clothes, but judging from his behavior and the Taoist priest sitting at the same table with him, this person should be someone related to She Zhao.
Xu Dao didn't pay attention to the other person's cold snort, as if venting his anger. Instead, he glanced at the other person and nodded to him as a kind greeting. But in fact, he squinted his eyes and secretly remembered the person's face in his heart.
Finally, the paper shop owner called three times: "Is there anyone else who wants to bid? Is there anyone else?"
There was still no one bidding higher than Xu Dao at the scene, so the shopkeeper had to shout out in frustration: "Then this flying sword belongs to this fellow Taoist!"
After deciding on the ownership of the flying sword, the face of the paper shopkeeper changed again, returning to a smiling look, and he hurriedly congratulated him.
Instead of letting the paper waiter bring the flying sword up, the shopkeeper held the flying sword in his hand, walked lightly to Xu Dao, and asked Xu Dao to accept it.
"Thank you." Xu Dao said with a dull face and a hoarse voice, then he put his hand into his sleeve, pinched the earthworm flag that had been hidden inside, and waved his sleeve.
Ringing the bell, a stream of talisman money immediately poured out of his sleeve and fell in front of the shopkeeper.
"Thank you, thank you, sir!" The shopkeeper of the paper figurine smiled brightly. He quickly took off the small cap on his head, held it in his hand, and caught the talisman money that Xu Dao released without missing a beat.
At the auction, the money was paid and delivered on site, and the same was true for the dozens of items just now, but now Xu Dao released 8,500 talisman coins from his sleeves at once, which still surprised the Taoists present.
Many of them stared at Xu Dao's face closely, and remembered his yellow-skinned face deeply in their hearts. Their eyes flickered, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.
Not paying attention to the looks of the people around him, Xu Dao took the flying sword from the shopkeeper's hand after giving him the money.
He held the sword, the energy and blood from his body poured into the flying sword, and then he stretched out his finger and flicked it.
Zheng! The flying sword immediately screamed softly, the sword body shook, and the sword energy was released, the sound was impressive.
After inspecting the sword, Xu Dao nodded to the shopkeeper and put the flying sword into the flying flag in his sleeve.
But something strange happened. The flying sword was released by a force of attraction, but it did not absorb the flying sword. Instead, it stimulated the sword energy on the flying sword, causing it to tremble.
He raised his head in surprise and looked at the paper figurine shopkeeper in front of him.
I saw the shopkeeper of the paper man patting his forehead on the spot and repenting: "I was negligent! I forgot to tell the guest officer. The Qi of this flying sword is so sharp that it is difficult to store it with a storage device, otherwise the bag will be easily damaged.
...But after refining, it can become larger or smaller, and can be kept close to the body, or swallowed into the belly."
After saying that, he stuck out his long tongue and pointed at the inside of his mouth with a smile.
Xu Dao heard the explanation, thought about it carefully, and felt relieved.
Indeed, as the shopkeeper said, the flying sword's sword energy is as free as a needle's light, and it is difficult to put it into the storage magic weapon. Even if it is put into it by force, if the Taoist does not wrap it with true energy at all times, the two qi machines will collide.
It is also easy to break the storage magic weapon.
He also remembered that there was a sect of sword immortals on the path of cultivation. The magical weapons used by this sect were hooks, forks or swords... all of them were murderous weapons. If he wanted to use something to store them, he had to make special sword cases, sword pouches and other items, otherwise he would
It can only be worn casually on the body, or as the paper shop owner said, hidden in the belly.
Among them, the most hidden ones are in the abdomen. When killing an enemy, they often open their mouths and spit out objects like flying swords and jumping pills from the abdomen. They are caught off guard and can smash the enemy's skull with one blow. It is very powerful and free.
There were Taoists around who saw Xu Daoneng taking out 8,500 talisman coins in one breath, but they didn't even know this, and couldn't help laughing.
But Xu Dao was just careless and suspected of fraud. His expression did not change, he cupped his hands towards the paper shopkeeper, and then sat in his seat, playing with the ink-colored flying sword in his hand.
Seeing his unconcerned look, the people around him all withdrew their gazes one after another.
The paper shopkeeper jumped back under the plaque with a smile, clapped his hands, once again attracted everyone's attention, and began to auction the next items.
The goods that appeared immediately after were not inferior to the flying sword photographed by Xu Dao.
One of the bottles of elixirs was auctioned for twelve thousand talisman. This was because each of the dozen or so pills in it could increase a Taoist's Taoist practice by nearly a year, and it was also very helpful in breaking through small realms.
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The commotion caused by such an elixir was far greater than the auction of flying swords. Even Xu Dao was extremely excited and wanted to take a photo.
But he only had a total of thirteen thousand talisman money in his hands, and eighty-five thousand were gone, leaving less than five thousand, which was less than half the price of the elixir. He could only look at the elixir and sigh.
In the end, two Taoists pooled their money and photographed the elixir together.
After a few grand finale items were auctioned, the auction conference of Shezhao Ghost Market came to an end.
However, in the end, the shopkeeper of Paper Man was a little unwilling, and moved out all the unsold goods at once, displayed a dazzling array of them in the store, and directly sold them to everyone at the starting price, and even got discounts.
Xu Dao glanced at it a few times. Firstly, he felt that his money was already tight, and secondly, he didn't see what he really wanted, so he mingled with the crowd and left the paper-making shop.
He was quite satisfied with this auction. The only thing that made him a little regretful was that he didn't see any foundation-building skills being released this time.
This made Xu Dao have to wonder whether the specific method that is really related to foundation building can be purchased on the market?
With this thought in mind, he wandered around the ghost market for a long time, adding some things such as Bigu Pills, and also wrapped the flying sword in his hand with a layer of cloth to reduce the attention of others.
He even walked into an inn, changed his clothes, and shook off the eyes that were vaguely staring at him.
But even so, when Xu Dao left the ghost market and ran down Mount She, he still felt something following him.
So he cautiously stopped, released a few cockroaches behind him, and turned back to the ghost market.
After testing, Xu Dao found that there was indeed someone following him, and it was not just one person, but two. Their cultivation level was not low.
The thought immediately flashed through his mind: "Kill people and seize treasures!"
This did not frighten Xu Dao, but made him sigh that wealth is so touching.
He didn't want to get into this trouble, but unexpectedly, he went around in circles again and still failed to get rid of the opponent near Sheshan.
This also led to a guess in his mind, and he secretly discovered the specific cultivation levels of the two people.
Xu Dao was thinking about the huge sum of money he had just spent on talismans at the auction. It was also the money that moved people's hearts. He simply pretended to be relaxed and left the ghost market directly, and ran straight out of Sheshan.
In the eyes of the two people behind Xu Dao, this meant that he had let down his guard.
After crossing six or seven mountains, in a dense mountain forest, Xu Dao's breath stopped here.
Not long after, two figures appeared in the forest, one yellow and one gray. The yellow one was a giant dog with yellow skin, and the gray one was a muscular man with a mask on his face.