In this way, for several days, Ling Xian gained a lot, the Qingmu Mountain Grand Ceremony, sure enough, was famous, although Ling Xian did not hear the news of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land for the time being, but it was not worth the trip.

"Buzz!"

At noon that day, suddenly, a quaint bell rang into my ears.

Everyone raised their heads at the sound of the voice, and they saw a quaint hall, floating in the void.

Radiant and full of mystery, the style of the hall is full of antiquity.

"It's the Hundred Treasure Pavilion!"

"The opening of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion means that the auction has begun. ”

"Let's go, let's go. ”

......

The buzzing sound of discussion came into his ears, and Ling Xian could hear it clearly through his divine sense, and his face couldn't help but flash a hint of joy.

Seeing that in the past few days, the fang market built by monks from the south to the north has already feasted his eyes, and the specifications of the auction are much higher, and what kind of treasures will appear?

Since it was the right time, of course Ling Xian couldn't turn a blind eye, so he also flew along the crowd, like a temple in the sky.

Unexpectedly, there are also immortal cultivators guarding the door, and not everyone has this entry in this auction.

There were eight gates, and in each of them, there was a long line of monks.

No, it's wrong, there are nine entrances, and the top one can be entered and exited at will.

However, although the monks who entered it could not see clearly, the aura they emitted was staggering.

They are all immortal cultivators who have survived four heavenly tribulations!

Only the old monsters of the Transformation Stage can enter and exit at will as VIPs, and the rest are late Yuan Infant cultivators like Ling Xian, and they can only line up honestly.

Fortunately, it was Ling Xian's turn soon.

The monk guarding the door stretched out his hand: "Two thousand spirit stones." ”

"Two thousand spirit stones?" Ling Xian couldn't help but be stunned, although the upper level interface was rich in resources, but two thousand spirit stones was by no means a small amount, Ling Xian had also seen the auction charge tickets, but it was unheard of to collect such an expensive amount.

However, after observing for so long just now, Ling Xian also understood the other party's intention to do this.

This is because there are too many monks participating in the grand ceremony of Qingmu Mountain, if you don't restrain and set some restrictions, I'm afraid that no monk is willing to miss this grand occasion, and the Hundred Treasure Pavilion can't fit twice as big. ”

"Two thousand spirit stones, enough to stop those low-level monks who are shy in their pockets, anyway, when they go in, they can only be spectators, and it is impossible for them to afford anything. ”

"One of them, the other is to increase income, how can there be thousands of people who enter the auction, and each person receives two thousand spirit stones is also a lot of income. ”

Kill two birds with one stone!

Thinking about this clearly, Ling Xian couldn't help but admire the scheming of the auction organizer, two thousand spirit stones were naturally not worth mentioning to Ling Xian, but on the surface, he still showed a look of pain, and he was a little reluctant to take them out and hand them over to the other party.

Then get a ring and wear it before you can go in.

Through a long passage, the eyes suddenly opened up.

This Hundred Treasure Pavilion is much bigger than expected.

In the end, the layout inside is elegant and simple, Ling Xian is considered to be the one who arrived neither early nor late, and thousands of monks have already come here.

Some are meditating with their eyes closed, some are greeting acquaintances, and some are looking left and right.

Ling Xian saw clearly, so he found a relatively remote corner and sat down in a shadow.

The location is unobtrusive.

Although technically no one knows themselves in this place, be careful, always make a mistake.

In other words, caution has become a habit of Ling Xian.

Once he was seated, he looked around, needless to say, there was a high platform, which was the place where the auction would be held for a while.

And above the head, dozens of stone houses are suspended.

The size of a few zhang is useless to detect with divine sense, needless to say, it is a seat reserved for VIPs.

Ling Xian was pranayama while looking at the surrounding environment, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed.

The main hall became more and more lively, and the number of immortal cultivators who came to participate in the auction was far more than he thought, and there were more than 10,000.

Among them, there are the most Jindan monks, and there are no longer a few Yuanying monks, in addition, there are more than 100 immortal cultivators in the foundation building period.

Needless to say, the monks of a single heavenly tribulation were able to enter here, and they were all from big families, more or less, with some backgrounds.

After waiting for another stick of incense, suddenly a white light flashed, and a middle-aged Confucian appeared on the high platform, he raised his hand and hugged his fists around: "Welcome to the Qingmu Mountain Festival, in Xia Zhanghai, now the invited colleagues have come seven or eight out of ten, and the rest may have something temporary, we will not wait for them, if you have no objections, the auction will start now." ”

The monks below were already waiting impatiently, naturally no one objected, and cheered continuously, and the middle-aged Confucian nodded to a female cultivator next to him.

The female cultivator was tall and beautiful, and although she only had cultivation in the foundation building period, she attracted a lot of people's attention.

However, the attentive person fell on the tray she was holding, which was covered with a red cloth.

Ling Xian remained silent, swept it with his divine sense, and was secretly surprised in his heart, he couldn't find out what was on the ground, it seemed that this red cloth was not an ordinary thing.

The rest of the people reacted similarly, surprised, but also curious, and the other party's small action successfully attracted everyone's attention.

What kind of treasure will it be.

Zhang Hai's face showed a hint of pride, "Fellow Daoists, the first item that will be auctioned now is an elixir. ”

"What, elixir?"

The monks present were stunned for a moment, and then they all became excited, for no other reason, for immortal cultivators, the importance of the elixir is self-evident!

The first auction item is the elixir, it seems that the organizer wants to attract popularity, but I don't know what the effect of this elixir is, everyone's face shows concern, even Ling Xian, is more and more interested.

Zhang Hai saw everyone's reaction clearly, with no surprised expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and uncovered the red cloth on the tray, and there was indeed a jade bottle on it.

Zhang Hai took the bottle, turned it up slightly, and poured out a pale golden elixir from it.

"It's ......"

Ling Xian suddenly felt a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember what it was.

Most of the surrounding immortal cultivators also frowned and pondered, obviously everyone had never seen any of the pills in front of them.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Zhang Daoyou, don't sell Guanzi, what kind of treasure is this?"

"This is a Tsukidan. ”

"Tsukidan?"

The monks present were all stunned.

What's so unusual about Tsukidan?

There are a lot of them that can be bought in the Fang Market, and the resources of the Six Realms of Reincarnation are far more abundant than the Three Thousand Worlds.

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