Chapter 1142 - No Clue

Looking at the majestic city in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xian's mouth. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that the immortal cultivators and the ancient demons have stopped fighting, in this immortal and demon city, there are not only human beings, demon clans, but also a large number of ancient demons, and it is not an exaggeration to say that dragons and snakes are mixed.

Needless to say, there are dangers, but there are also all kinds of precious treasures that are prone to appear.

Of course, Ling Xian's vision was not trivial, and he naturally didn't come here to hunt for treasures.

Ling Xian had another purpose, to put it simply, it was to find out the news.

That jade pendant can attract so many old monsters in the Tribulation Period to compete for, Ling Xian believes that it must be a very great treasure, but unfortunately he doesn't know it, he came here just to try his luck.

This thought turned in his mind, and a crackling sound came to his ears, and Ling Xian used the technique of disguise and transformation, and his whole body flashed with spiritual light, and he quickly changed into a short and fat old man.

The cultivation has also weakened a lot, and it seems that he is only a figure in the late stage of the Transformation of God.

It was less noticeable, and he swaggered into the city.

Not to mention the layout inside, there are buildings of various shapes lined up.

There were even more pedestrians on the street, but with a cup of tea, Ling Xian saw hundreds of ancient demons.

The cultivation of these guys is also uneven, the weakest is only to build a foundation, but there is no lack of powerhouses at the level of the Xuanhua God, swaggering through the market, but it is not surprising that humans and demon clans are at all.

Ling Xian didn't go to the inn to rest, but came directly to Fang City.

Immortal Demon City is so famous now, since it can rank among the top ten immortal cities in the entire human world, the scale of its Fang City is naturally conceivable.

There are countless shops across the country, and of course, the most famous is the auction that takes place every two months.

The specifications are extremely high, and there are countless rare treasures participating in the auction.

However, it is not so easy to participate in the auction, there are no restrictions on cultivation, but the admission ticket needs to pay 30,000 spirit stones.

Thirty thousand, for a low-level monk, this is definitely an astronomical amount, and you can even buy a magic weapon of decent quality.

And that's just a ticket to the auction venue.

Therefore, don't even think about the monks below the three heavenly tribulations, the ones who participate in the auction are at least the Yuan Infant Stage Immortal Cultivators.

And most of them are just foils.

Because after the auction began, they would find out how shy they were, and even if they found the treasure they wanted, with their financial resources, it would be difficult to compete with those high-ranking monks.

The admission ticket was given for nothing.

However, no one can be blamed for this, the treasures participating in the auction are indeed very precious.

It's no wonder that your cultivation is too low, and in the immortal world, your strength is usually proportional to your net worth.

However, Ling Xian came all the way this time, naturally not to participate in any auctions, he had now passed the sixth Heavenly Tribulation, and it was difficult for ordinary monks to enter his magic eyes with rare treasures.

After all, no matter how famous the auction house of Immortal Demon City was, it was impossible for him to have a spiritual object that could help him break through the bottleneck in the middle of the tribulation.

Since he was not interested, Ling Xian did not inquire about when the auction would be held and where it would be.

He went straight to the shops that sold classical books in Fang City.

Ling Xian's thoughts were extremely simple, although he couldn't recognize the origin of the jade pendant, but his insight was not bad after all, and he could see at a glance that it was an extremely ancient thing.

In this case, we may be able to get some clues from the classical texts.

This line of thinking cannot be said to be wrong, but it is much more difficult to look up than you think.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and Ling Xian had walked all over the large and small shops in this city, and had flipped through countless classical books, but he found nothing.

That's a little weird.

Since this treasure is fought for by so many old monsters in the Tribulation Period, it stands to reason that it should be a rather famous treasure, how can it not find any clues?

Unless...... This treasure is only famous in the existence of the Tribulation Period, and as for the immortal cultivators of other ranks, they have not heard of it.

Ling Xian thought of a possibility.

So what should I do, could it be that I went to other old monsters in the Tribulation Period to ask?

Ling Xiancai is not so stupid, this is tantamount to sending a sheep into the mouth of the tiger, as the saying goes, the husband is not guilty, although he is not afraid with his own strength, but it is always very troublesome!

Ling Xian was suddenly at a loss.

However, at this moment, a shop sign came into view.

Treasure Pavilion!

Ling Xian's face couldn't help but flash a hint of joy.

As the name suggests, this is the place to identify magic weapons.

As we all know, the world of cultivating immortals has countless rare treasures, all kinds of magical magic weapons, and countless pills.

The monk goes out on an adventure, and sometimes by chance, he breaks into the cave or ruins of the ancient monk, and obtains some treasures, but he doesn't know him, he doesn't know what the effect is, and he doesn't know the value, which is a headache in this case.

Take it out and trade it indiscriminately for fear of being cheated.

This is where the treasure needs to be identified.

So such shops came into being, which did not sell things, but only helped the monks to identify the treasures, of course, there was a certain fee, usually, the more expensive the treasure, the more fees were charged.

But even so, there was still an endless stream of monks who came to identify the treasures.

Ling Xian's eyes flickered, and he quickly made up his mind.

Step like a treasure pavilion.

It was a huge pavilion, twenty or thirty feet high.

The lobby on the first floor is very large.

There were more monks than expected, twenty or thirty people lined up there.

At this time, it is an old man with gray hair who is appraising treasures, and he can't build a foundation, but there is no need to be surprised, treasure connoisseurs are usually immortal cultivators with very poor spiritual root qualifications, otherwise they would not come to learn such miscellaneous studies.

Ling Xian's brows furrowed slightly, no matter what, this person's cultivation was too low to recognize the treasure in his hand, so he walked over like a staircase.

However, before he could go up, he was stopped by a monk who looked like a strong man.

"This fellow Daoist, please stay, you can only go up to the second floor if you are a distinguished guest, Your Excellency does not seem to have such qualifications. The other party was not polite at all.

However, Ling Xian turned a blind eye, he was not interested in chatting with a low-level cultivator here.

Seeing that Ling Xian ignored it, a trace of anger flashed on his face, and he stretched out his hand to push it.

He was a body refiner, and although he had only survived the Third Heavenly Tribulation, his strength was beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Even if the other party is in the god transformation stage, in such a close and defenseless situation, he has to suffer a lot.

However, the idea was good, he pushed this palm on Ling Xian, but Ling Xian was motionless, and he flew out with a "whoosh".

Boom, fell down the stairs, and directly smashed a big hole in the floor.

Ling Xian didn't have such a good temper, and if he dared to do it to himself, he would have to suffer a lot.