As soon as this monk who was good at making talismans said this, Chen Xingwan's expression suddenly perked.

He never expected that the news he had learned a long time ago was not a false rumor, but really, there was really a talisman of a highly accomplished talisman master who had been exiled to Yuxin City.

"Since it is what Daoyou said, it must be true. I don't know who that talisman came from?"

Chen Xingwan immediately asked.

With Chen Xingwan's means, it is naturally not difficult to know about this matter, but it will take some time.

However, now that he had just seen a glimmer of light, he naturally did not want to wait for a moment, and was eager to know the news of this mysterious talisman master immediately.

"I heard that it was sold by a young man, but the young man's cultivation was only to build a foundation, and he couldn't make such a talisman. Therefore, Poor Dao thought that this talisman must have come from the hand of the master in the mouth of this young man......"

Afterwards, Chen Xingwan pulled the pair of monks who had some experience in talisman making and asked a lot about the information about this young man, and it was not until a long time that he handed over a storage ring with some embarrassment.

After the monk who had some knowledge of talisman making took it, he walked down with a happy face, presumably Chen Xingwan was very satisfied with what he had given.

Let go of that monk, if you want to know anything about that young man, you can ask me what is good for coming at me!

Fang Yan saw all this in his eyes, and even began to roar in his heart.

However, since he had decided not to show his head for the time being, Fang Yan was just thinking about it in his heart.

"Fellow Daoists, I don't know if any of you can draw this kind of talisman? If there is, just come forward! I promise that as long as I can do it, I will never refuse!"

Chen Xingwan opened his mouth to speak to everyone again, and his eyes kept roaming the field.

Unfortunately, after witnessing the scene just now, none of these monks answered again.

After all, everyone really couldn't do this, although the promise of a Tongxuan period monk was as heavy as a thousand gold, let alone a Tongxuan monk from the Guanqing Sect who had controlled Yuxin City for hundreds of years.

Seeing that there was really no one to speak again, Chen Xingwan knew that he was afraid that the monks on the field would really not be able to do this.

So after he took a step back, he spoke: "I don't know which Daoist friend knows the whereabouts of that talisman master that Daoist friend just said? Chen is willing to give out a bottle of the best Tiangu spiritual water to exchange this information with you!"

As he spoke, a bottle of top-grade Tiangu spiritual water was held in Chen Xingwan's hand like this, and the monks present looked at him together, and the fiery color in their eyes was undisguised.

However, no one spoke.

Seeing this, Chen Xingwan could only reluctantly put away the Tiangu spiritual water and walked off the auction table.

After all, it was exchange time, and he couldn't keep public time all the time.

After Chen Xingwan stepped off the stage, a monk immediately stood on the auction table, cleared his throat and spoke: "Fellow Daoists, here is a three-thousand-year-old volcanic ginseng.

It is a ginseng taken from the volcano, and it is very suitable for use as a medicine for elixir. Everyone also knows that the elixir of thousands of years has now become extinct, and although this mountain ginseng is not a valuable variety, it has a medicinal age of 3,000 years.

In the next hope, I will exchange this spiritual ginseng for a spiritual treasure, preferably a spiritual treasure suitable for the Jindan period monks......"

As soon as the monk's words fell, someone stepped forward, and after a few words, the two men exchanged their belongings, and both of them retreated happily.

Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi have been silently paying attention to the movements on the auction table, even if some seniors have come up with rare treasures that make people's hearts move, Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi have no intention of coming forward to exchange.

Because, what the other party needs in exchange for is really not available with the qualifications of the two of them.

One by one, the high-ranking monks came to the stage and introduced the things they wanted to exchange for one by one.

Some monks only accept barter, while others can accept the exchange of spirit stones for the items in their hands.

And the first to walk on the auction table are often the monks in the first few rows, and the cultivation of these monks is top-notch in the entire auction hall.

And what they wanted to exchange, even if they didn't need to barter for things, just the staggering number of spirit stones discouraged Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi.

After all, Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi's net worth naturally couldn't be compared with these monks.

Finally, the monks in the middle row began to slowly walk up to the auction table.

The items they took out gradually became less precious, and Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi also paid attention to it without squinting.

"This is a bottle of Yin Qi that has been collected with great difficulty. Although it is not a very precious thing, I believe it will be of some help to ghost cultivators. After all, it was collected from the edge of the Valley of Springs.

What I want to exchange for is something that can be in a place where the yin qi is strong, and it can also clear the mind and clear the mind......"

As soon as the monk said this, it immediately caused a commotion.

Even Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi couldn't help but be surprised in their hearts.

Youquan Valley is a unique place in the Ninggu Continent, which is inaccessible and is already on the western edge of the Ninggu Continent.

Shrouded in miasma all year round, the Valley of Springs is a place that mortals can't get close to, so there are no mortals living nearby.

However, in fact, it is not miasma at all, but yin qi.

Legend has it that it is the place where the netherworld leads directly, and even the monks do not dare to approach it easily before they reach the Jindan.

Because, the yin qi there is so thick that it is frightening, and if you get a little closer, you will be invaded by the rich yin qi that has accumulated for countless years, causing the Dao foundation to be damaged.

Even if it is a ghost cultivator, before cultivating to the foundation building stage, he does not dare to approach it easily, otherwise he will not be able to withstand the yin qi there and die, and thus become a part of these yin qi.

Even after the ghost cultivator reaches the foundation building period, he can only move in a very marginal position, and he is not afraid to step into two steps easily.

Between two steps, the intensity of yin qi doubles.

Of course, all of this was just what Fang Yan saw from the information, after all, she hadn't been to Youquan Valley, let alone a ghost cultivator, so she didn't know much about it.

However, Youquan Valley is a forbidden place for the cultivators of the Ninggu Continent. Even if the cultivator has reached the Yuanying Tongxuan, there is no monk who wants to go shopping.

Listening to the meaning of this monk, it seems that the people in this auction and the ghost cultivators are mixed in.

Fang Yan's eyes looked at Chen Xingwan, who had been sitting silently on the auction table, and the mysterious Tiger Daoyou.

Presumably, as the hosts of this auction, they must have known about this.

It turned out that not only the masters of the sects in the Ninggu Continent, but also some scattered cultivators with advanced cultivation, even ghost cultivators were attracted by them.

What exactly do they want to do?