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The elderly monk on the side showed a mocking look: "Old Liu is really tired of living, he really dares to expose himself to the wind.
Now that the news has spread, as long as he dares to show his face, he may be besieged.
It is not an easy thing to sell a good thing that even the top experts are coveted.
Even if he sells it, he still has a lot of good things in his hand, that is, he is holding gold in the market.
If you have good stuff but don't have the ability to hold on to it, you will be robbed."
The handsome young man smiled and said: "It's not like you don't know that Old Liu has always been fearless.
Finding the soul-melting grass this time was a great opportunity for him.
If you are destined to take advantage of it, it is not impossible to break through to great power in the future."
Wang Daoyuan listened to these people talking for a long time and got to know Lao Liu a little bit.
This guy is a casual cultivator who hangs around Jiuxian Island all year round. Generally, casual cultivators stay in groups.
After all, this is the territory of the demon clan, and the human clan operates here. Although no demon clan dares to deal with it openly, secret methods are absolutely necessary.
If a person wanders alone, it is easy to die at the hands of the demon clan.
However, this old Liu's methods are indeed impressive.
His cultivation level is in the middle stage of Mahayana, and he is a veteran in the middle stage of Mahayana. It is said that he has broken through to the middle stage of Mahayana for more than 3,000 years.
Such people are usually stuck at the bottleneck of breaking through to great power.
As long as there is an opportunity, you can achieve great breakthroughs in a short period of time.
He encountered powerful monsters many times, and finally escaped unharmed.
This old Liu dared to play this trick, and he was indeed bold as a skilled man.
However, the Soul Melting Grass matter is indeed a bit big this time.
Even if he is a powerful person, it will be difficult for him to escape unscathed.
In addition, Wang Daoyuan also learned the location of Lao Liu's cave from their conversation.
He was eating in the inn when a ray of spiritual consciousness flew over, only to find that the cave was empty, not even the formations were left.
Cunning Rabbit Three Cave, this guy has been hanging out on Nine Immortals Island for thousands of years, he must have other places to stay.
Soon, Wang Daoyuan's food and drinks arrived.
This was the first time that he ate in the south of Juetianyuan. When he saw the things on the table, Wang Daoyuan had to say something arrogant.
No matter how many side dishes you order, they are all the meat of the sixth-level peak monster.
Among the vegetarian dishes, there are also many sixth-order peak spiritual plants.
To the north of Juetianyuan, Wang Daoyuan had never tasted such arrogant dishes.
However, a dignified and powerful monk can still afford it. At worst, he can pay for it with a seventh-level magic weapon.
While he was tasting the dishes, three more monks wearing animal skin robes walked in.
One of the monks with disheveled hair laughed and said: "I have lived for a long time, and I can see all kinds of excitement.
This guy Lao Liu is really brave. He got a few soul-melting grasses and sold them secretly, but he dared to auction them at the Nine Immortals Auction House."
A fat monk who was traveling with him said: "There is nothing we can do about it. This thing cannot be sold at a good price in the hands of ordinary Mahayana monks like us.
There are no powerful human beings in the waters near Jiuxian Island.
If he wants to sell it at a good price, he can either go to Qianyuan Continent and find those who can sell it.
But when you get to someone else's territory, you may not even have the people or the goods.
On the contrary, it is in the realm of Nine Immortals Island, where no one cares, that we can have the opportunity to reap benefits."
Another middle-aged monk with a figure as tall as a bamboo pole said with a smile: "You may not know that this old Liu is quite old.
I have been wandering around the waters near Nine Immortals Island here for more than five thousand years. When I first came here, I was just a god-transforming monk.
At that time, he was already in the Mahayana realm, and he was already quite old.
I estimate that his age should be close to 10,000 years old.
If you can't break through the great power as soon as possible, the calamity of three declines may come at any time after you reach the age of 10,000.
We Mahayana practitioners with ordinary means do not have powerful guidance, nor do we have all kinds of precious elixirs to ward off disasters.
If you encounter the calamity of three declines, the chance of death is more than 70%."
"If you ask me, Lao Liu's choice is the best. There are several forces behind the Nine Immortals Auction House.
The Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Golden Crow Clan, and the Human Clan's Zi Lei Mountain are all the forces behind the Nine Immortals Auction House.
By auctioning here, at least you don’t have to worry about being hacked.”
Wang Daoyuan was a little surprised. According to the information revealed by Yuan Heng before, Purple Thunder Mountain is in the sea in the eastern part of Qianyuan Continent.
There is a large archipelago over there, much larger than that near Jiuxian Island.
But Purple Thunder Mountain is not far from Qianyuan Continent, but it is too far from here.
Unexpectedly, Zi Lei Shan could actually have a hand in the Nine Immortals Auction House.
It seems that people from Purple Thunder Mountain will definitely get involved in this auction.
The distance from Purple Thunder Mountain to Nine Immortals Island is further than the distance from Qixing Sea to Canglong Ruins.
But for Da Neng, it is only ten days and a half month.
When the time comes, you might be able to see the power of Purple Thunder Mountain.
After Wang Daoyuan finished his meal, he paid several hundred yuan for the food and drinks with high-quality spiritual stones and went to the guest room on the second floor of Fengxian Inn.
Jiuxiandaofang City is not large, with only one long street, which is only three to five miles away.
Not to mention a powerful one, even a foundation-building monk can cover it with divine consciousness.
There is no need to walk around when inquiring about information.
You only need to lie down in the guest room and use your spiritual consciousness to detect, and you will not miss any news.
Of course, except for places covered by formations.
This place is not a remote place like the Seven Star Sea Cultivation World, where all kinds of inheritance can be found.
A powerful monk really can't stand up on Nine Immortals Island.
After Wang Daoyuan entered the guest room, he released his spiritual consciousness and wandered around the streets of Fangshi.
As long as they don't spy on a certain monk, no one will care.
The focus of his attention is the Nine Immortals Auction House.
When my spiritual consciousness explored here, I found that there were many spiritual consciousnesses of varying strengths and weaknesses staring at the auction house.
However, the city was very calm.
There were only a few people there, so naturally there were no monks fighting or anything like that.
As time goes by, there are more and more people in Jiuxiandaofang City.
When Wang Daoyuan first came here, it was considered good to have three or five people walking around on the street, but now there are more than a dozen people walking around all the time.
The fewer people there are, the more noticeable the change in numbers will be.
In addition, the amount of consciousness staring at the door of the auction house is increasing every day.
Ten days later, several monks wearing purple robes appeared in the city.
The leader was a powerful person with an extremely strong aura. Wang Daoyuan thought that he was not as good as such a person.
The four people following him were all middle-stage Mahayana monks.
There is a flame mark on their purple robes.
An elderly monk who was wandering on the street saw the five people walking in and said to himself: "Zireishan really came to intervene."
Wang Daoyuan immediately realized that this was the monk from Purple Thunder Mountain.
My ancestors were not very capable of training their younger generations, and the masters in Purple Thunder Mountain were very limited.
In the fragments of the fairy world, I talked to Yuan Heng and learned that there was only one powerful monk and four or five Mahayana in Purple Thunder Mountain.
At this moment, a great power and four Mahayana appeared. It can be said that they came out in full force.
It seems that the Purple Thunder Mountain people attach great importance to the Soul Melting Grass.
The demon tribe has no need for soul-melting grass, because when the demon tribe reaches the seventh level, its soul still has no entity.
It can be said that the autonomy of the souls of the demon race is not as good as that of the Nascent Soul monks of the human race.
There are many disadvantages due to poor autonomy, but when breaking through to the realm of earthly immortals, the fusion of the soul and the body is much simpler, and does not require a long period of running-in.
The demon clan, a local snake, does not need the soul-melting grass. Purple Thunder Mountain has come out in force again, so there is no suspense about whose family the flower will fall.
However, Wang Daoyuan still wanted to compete.
Although he is considered to be unprecedentedly young among powerful people, it may still take a long time for him to fuse his spirit and body.
The two thousand years of time that were gained in the hands of the chess player cannot be wasted on adjusting the soul and the body.
With the spiritual stones in his hand, it is impossible to compete with Purple Thunder Mountain.
Wang Daoyuan shouted: "Here comes someone."
Soon, a handsome young monk walked up.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
This person is not the same person as the waiter on the first floor, but they both have a strong aura of phoenix blood.
The shopkeeper and the waiters in Fengxian Inn should be half-demon with phoenix blood.
"I want to sell something, are there any reliable stores here?"
The young monk smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you must have asked the right person. Although Jiuxiandaofang Market is not big, it has all kinds of shops.
The store I opened on Wutong Island definitely has the best reputation in this city.
Whether you want to sell elixirs, magic weapons, or weapon refining materials, you can find a store with the Phoenix mark, and they will definitely give you a fair price."
Wang Daoyuan did not doubt him. Several casual cultivators who had eaten at Fengxian Inn also said that Wutong Island's industrial reputation was the best.
He rewarded the young monk with a few high-grade spiritual stones and left the Fengxian Inn.
Not far from the south along the only street in Fang City, you will see an armory.
The plaque reads "Wutong Weapon Refining Workshop" and there is a golden phoenix mark.
Wang Daoyuan walked into it, and immediately a monk dressed as a shopkeeper came forward: "What magical weapon do you want to buy, fellow Taoist?"
Wang Daoyuan shook his head: "I don't want to buy magic weapons. I want to sell a few magic weapons."
After that, he took out a plain gray robe.
The shopkeeper just glanced at it and chuckled: "Fellow Taoist, this thing is not valuable."
Wang Daoyuan remained calm: "Use your phoenix fire to burn it."
A wisp of orange flame appeared on the shopkeeper's fingertips and burned on the Taoist robe for a moment.
There was no damage to the Daopo, and there was still a faint flash of spiritual light in the place where it had been burned by the fire.
The shopkeeper opened his eyes wide, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry for my blindness, but I didn't see the value of this treasure.
Fellow Taoist, come with me, let's go and let the treasure appraiser in the shop take a look."
Wang Daoyuan picked up the gray Taoist robe and followed the shopkeeper.
He did not refine this robe himself, but snatched it from the Five Heroes of Long Yuan.
Those guys were doing business without capital and robbed many monks, but there were still some good things.
The two came to the second floor and walked into a small cubicle, where there was an old man with red hair.
Wang Daoyuan glanced at the old man. This guy was probably not a half-demon, but a real phoenix.
The shopkeeper cupped his hands and said: "Master, this fellow Taoist wants to sell a magic weapon, a Taoist robe. I can't tell the difference, so please take a look."
Wang Daoyuan also handed over the Taoist robe. The old man took the Taoist robe and looked at it carefully.
The shopkeeper continued: "I burned it with fire and it was all intact."
After watching for a long time, the old man said: "Fellow Taoist can come to my shop on Wutong Island to sell things, so he thinks highly of us.
I won't hide the value of this Taoist robe from you. It should come from fragments of the fairy world.
Although the refining method is not brilliant, it is indeed inherited from the fairy world.
The materials are also good, with materials unique to the fairy world included.
This robe is of the seventh grade, but it has suffered some damage and its grade has declined. Now it is only the seventh grade of the lower grade.
I won’t take advantage of you either. If you are willing to take 30,000 top-quality spiritual stones, this Taoist robe shop will accept it.
There is no higher price found in the entire Jiuxian Island.
If you don't want to, I won't force you, even if you want to form a good relationship."
Wang Daoyuan didn't care, Xuanyuan had already brushed these things.
Things that have extremely special refining techniques or have high research value have already been screened out.
The remaining things are of low value.
This robe is nothing to me, and I can refine a better one at any time.
"Just pay this price."
After that, he took out a few more ordinary-looking magic weapons, some of which were fragments from the fairy world, and some of which were made by casual cultivators.
The red-haired old man read it over: "My Taoist friend must also be knowledgeable. The appearance of these magical instruments is very average, far inferior to that Taoist robe.
Put these things together, how about fifty thousand top-quality spiritual stones?"
"Okay, that's the price."
The old man took out a token: "Fellow Taoist, you will get a 20% discount when you come to my store on Wutong Island to buy things.
When selling spiritual items, the price will be increased by 20%."
Wang Daoyuan cupped his hands: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
After receiving the token, he returned to the first floor with the shopkeeper. After working for a while, the shopkeeper handed Wang Daoyuan a Qiankun Ring filled with top-quality spiritual stones.
He took inventory and left the store.
Now that I have more than 50,000 top-quality spiritual stones in my hand, I should be eligible to bid for the soul-melting grass.
When he walked out of the Wutong Refining Workshop, he happened to be bumped into by a monk wearing a purple robe.
Taking a closer look, this person is none other than the powerful man from Zi Lei Mountain.
Wang Daoyuan bowed his hands in salute, and drew out a wisp of the Purple Thunder Law from his hands.
This ray of law power is extremely weak. Under the cover of Wang Daoyuan's powerful cultivation, it is difficult for anyone below the earthly immortal to sense it.
Unless the great master of Purple Thunder Mountain masters the same law, he can produce a special induction.
The power of the law disappeared in a flash, and the purple-robed monk frowned slightly and gave Wang Daoyuan a meaningful look.
Then, he bowed his hand towards Wang Daoyuan and said, "May I ask your friend Gao's name?"
"Loose cultivator Wu Chuan."
"My Taoist friend is extremely talented. You can come to my Purple Thunder Mountain to be a guest."
After that, he took out a purple-gold token.
"Whenever you go to Purple Thunder Mountain, if you take out this token, you will be the honored guest of Purple Thunder Mountain."
Wang Daoyuan naturally accepted the token: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, I will definitely go to Purple Thunder Mountain for a walk when I have time."
Back at Fengxian Inn, Wang Daoyuan felt a little excited.
Now we are on the line with Purple Thunder Mountain. After exploring the treasure hiding place of the Golden Crow Demon Fairy, we will go to Purple Thunder Mountain for a walk.
In addition, this meeting can be regarded as saying hello to this great man.
At the subsequent auction, when they compete for the soul-melting grass, there will be no enmity.
This powerful man knew that he was also a descendant of Purple Thunder God, so he might be able to give way to him.
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