In the hall on the second floor of the Abyss Auction House, there are more than twenty immortal cultivators of all kinds sitting. Although there are not many in number, everyone's every move is full of great momentum. They are obviously monks at the alchemy stage or above.
Standing on the high platform in front was an old man. He stroked his goatee, looked at the people in the audience with a smile and said: "Fellow Taoists, the next item to be auctioned is a weapon refining material."
He clapped his hands, and a beautiful mortal woman next to him came up with a white jade plate. The old man lifted the cover on it, narrowed his eyes and said, "This material is the Flame Stone."
Hearing the words "Yangyang Stone", many monks in the audience looked surprised. They looked towards the tray with their spiritual consciousness and carefully observed the fist-sized stone that looked like black charcoal and emitted heat.
"It is indeed the Flame Stone!"
“It looks like it’s made of good quality materials.”
The old man said proudly: "This Flame Stone was accidentally discovered by a casual cultivator in an underwater volcano. It is a genuine top-grade fire attribute material."
"In addition to being used as the main material for fire-attribute magic weapons, even if it is added to an already formed magic weapon, it can also produce a few more fire-attribute magical powers out of thin air."
"Whether it is a monk who majors in fire-attribute skills or other skills, this Yanyang Stone is considered a top-notch material. The bidding starts at 500,000 spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 10,000 spirit stones."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the monks below started calling out the price.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Five hundred and eighty thousand!"
"Six hundred thousand!"
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"Haha, Yanyang Stone, with this material, the power of my Heavenly Fire Sword will definitely be even higher. I, the Heavenly Fire Taoist, want 700,000 spiritual stones." A bald, oily-faced, muscular man laughed.
He said, while looking at the people who were bidding before with unruly eyes.
Those few people who came into contact with the bald man's gaze were startled in their hearts. Thinking of the rumors about this man, they all lowered their heads.
Although this Tianhuo Taoist is a casual cultivator, his cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of pill formation. In addition to his profound magical power, this person has also developed a kind of strange fire magical power, which is so powerful that even in the late stage of pill formation,
A bit apprehensive.
Moreover, this person is very close to Lieyang Clan, one of the ten sects. There are rumors that Lieyang Clan has roped him in to become the guest elder of its sect.
With this relationship, even the alchemy-formation monks from major sects would not want to provoke this person.
The monks in the alchemy stage who participated in the auction at this time all knew the name of Taoist Tianhuo.
In addition, the price of 700,000 spirit stones is not a small amount for ordinary monks in the pill formation stage, so no one continued to bid for a while.
When Taoist Tianhuo saw this scene, he laughed and said, "Since no one continues to bid, Taoist Tian will count down!"
When the old man on the stage saw this scene, his expression froze and he said reluctantly: "Taoist Tianhuo bids 700,000 spiritual stones."
"First time in seven hundred thousand!"
"Seven hundred thousand for the second time!"
Just when Taoist Tianhuo's eyes were getting hotter, a light voice came out: "Seven hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones."
When Tianhuo Taoist heard this voice, he immediately turned his head and looked at a square-faced middle-aged man sitting in the corner.
The man was of extraordinary bearing, wearing a light golden robe, with a string of golden bracelets on each wrist, flashing with a light golden aura.
Taoist Tianhuo said with a strange tone: "Who I thought it was, it turned out to be Fellow Daoist Xiao from Baoqi Pavilion. Why, when did Fellow Daoist Xiao switch to cultivating fire attribute skills?"
The middle-aged man said calmly: "Fellow Taoist Tianhuo, I bought it from Baoqi Pavilion. It is naturally used for refining weapons. If you want it, you can continue to increase the price."
Taoist Tianhuo heard this and sneered: "Fellow Daoist Xiao is really good at joking. If your Treasure Pavilion has the ability to refine magic weapons, how can you be suppressed by Wanbao Pavilion all the time?"
The middle-aged man ignored what he said, turned to the old man on the stage and said, "Fellow Daoist Tian, you should continue counting down."
Taoist Tianhuo gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll give you 800,000 spirit stones. Xiao, if you have the ability, keep adding more."
The middle-aged man glanced at the bald man and said without changing his expression: "Nine hundred thousand spiritual stones."
"Nine hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One million spirit stones!"
"You with the surname Xiao!"
Taoist Tianhuo's breath surged, and his face was extremely ugly, but he seemed to remember something, hesitated, and did not continue to increase the price.
When the old man on the stage saw someone competing for price with Taoist Tianhuo, he already burst into laughter. He said cheerfully: "One million times!"
"Twice a million!"
"Three times a million! Deal!"
The old man slightly clasped his fists at the middle-aged man, who directly threw out a bulging storage bag. The old man glanced at it with his consciousness and handed the Yanyang Stone on the side to his hand with a satisfied expression.
"This Flame Sun Stone was photographed by Fellow Daoist Xiao. Fellow Taoists, please rest assured that there are many treasures that are not inferior to the Flame Sun Stone. I believe everyone will be able to gain something from it."
The surrounding monks watched the middle-aged man take down the Flame Stone, and then looked at Taoist Tianhuo's ugly face. Many of them showed a bit of anticipation, as if they were happy to see the two of them conflict.
The identity of this middle-aged man is not a secret to the monks in the Alchemy Stage who often hang out in the City of Abyss. He is the man behind the store called Treasure Pavilion.
This person has not left Abyss Island for nearly seventy or eighty years. He is quite mysterious. Everyone only knows that his surname is Xiao. Although his cultivation is only at the level of the early stage of pill formation, his power of spiritual consciousness is amazing, only slightly worse than that of the late stage of pill formation.
Moreover, his magic power is also extremely pure. The strength exerted by such pure magic power is not much worse than that of monks in the middle stage of pill formation. For various reasons, some monks in the pill formation stage on Abyss Island are a little afraid of him.
But now, this person has offended Taoist Tianhuo because of a piece of Yanyang Stone. With Tianhuo's temper, he will definitely not give up. Maybe he can find out the details of this person.
This rather mysterious middle-aged man is none other than Xiao Hongfei, a former disciple of the Shangqing Sect.
After he put away the Yanyang Stone, he didn't pay attention to the expressions of the monks in the hall, but silently thought about something.
"That guy Lu Kun is so bold. He actually wants to attack the Li brothers who have entered the late stage of pill formation. Does he think that after he has a psychic magic weapon, he can compete with two strong men in the late stage of pill formation who work well together?"
Xiao Hongfei was very confused.
"Even if I, Xiao, have a complete set of magic weapons and pure magic power and spiritual consciousness, I can only protect myself in front of the monks in the late stage of pill formation."
"The spiritual consciousness and magic power of the monks in the Dan Formation stage can completely use multiple magic weapons at the same time. With the combination of the natal magic weapon and other magic weapons with different magical powers, the combat effectiveness is not only one or two points stronger than that in the middle stage of Dan Formation."
"Furthermore, the Li brothers were famous a hundred years ago and most likely have psychic magic weapons to protect themselves. How can Lu Kun have the confidence to kill them?"
Thinking of this, Xiao Hongfei glanced at Taoist Tianhuo who showed ill intentions toward him, and his heart moved.
"Let's first see if Lu Kun can refine a psychic magic weapon, and then use this Tianhuo Taoist to test his strength."
"If Lu Kun can defeat Taoist Tianhuo, it means that he has combat power above the late stage of Dan formation. In this case, it is not impossible for me, Xiao Hongfei, to join forces with him. After all, this opportunity to kill the late stage monks of Dan formation is also a great opportunity for me.
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Soon, the small auction held by the Abyss Auction House for the monks in the pill-forming stage ended, and Xiao Hongfei swayed and walked out slowly under the cold gaze of Taoist Tianhuo.