Aiming for the Immortal Path

Facing the white-haired old man's statement, someone with a calm demeanor pondered silently.

Obviously, the rules of this place have been known for a long time.

Just like Su Twelve and the man in black, his breathing changed slightly because it was his first contact.

And when the white-haired old man finished speaking, whether they knew it or not, everyone hesitated for a moment, then took out millions of spirit stones, put them into various storage bags, and handed them to each other.

Su Twelve stood at the edge of the crowd. From beginning to end, he did not speak or say anything more.

But he was silently vigilant in his heart, and he couldn't help but do more analysis and speculation about the auction house's unusual actions.

However, this was my first time dealing with a black market auction house, so I had limited information, and even after half a day of analysis, I couldn't get any useful results.

Seeing that everyone agreed, there was no exception, and he also took out a million spirit stones and put them into the storage bag.

But this time, none of the spiritual stones he took were high-grade spiritual stones. They were basically low-grade spiritual stones, and a small amount of medium-grade spiritual stones.

In fact, in the past three years, the number of high-grade spiritual stones flowing out of his hands can be said to be quite terrifying.

His net worth has already risen sharply, soaring many times.

Now, the resources he has in hand, in terms of spiritual stones alone, are no longer comparable to those of a medium-sized sect.

However, no matter how wealthy he was, Su Twelve would never let down his guard when it was time to be careful.

Although a lot of high-grade spiritual stones are flowing out, they are still scarce. No one would take out a spiritual stone of this grade easily, let alone the highest deposit.

Low-grade or even mid-grade spiritual stones are the least noticeable behavior.

The white-haired old man acted quickly, and when he saw everyone starting to cooperate, he immediately had a handful of the same tokens in his hand.

Each time a storage bag is taken, a token spiritual weapon is taken out.

However, within a moment of tea, everyone present had an extra token with a different number in their hands.

assigned Su Shi

The second hand one is a token marked with the number "Gui 128".

Gui 128?

Are they divided into ten groups based on the heavenly stems? Gui is at the end of the Heavenly Stem, and the auction is less than half an hour away from the agreed time limit. It seems that... this group of people in the field at this moment should be almost the last wave.

With his divine consciousness, he silently glanced at the token in his hand.

Although the old white-haired man said something plausibly, Su Twelve always felt weird looking at him.

How can you believe his words? The first thing you do when you get the token is to check it carefully.

Not only him, but everyone present, whether they had been here or not, also secretly activated their true energy and spiritual consciousness to do the same thing.

In just a moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

As the white-haired old man said, the tokens in everyone's hands are just like the auction certificates, with no other clues.

At least, even the giants in the Nascent Soul stage couldn't find out what was wrong with it.

"Fellow Taoists, please come with me."

"In half an hour, the auction will officially begin. Fellow Taoists and seniors... you must also hurry up."

After distributing the tokens, the white-haired old man stopped talking and spoke again.

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and an invisible force spread out, easily opening the door to the room behind him.

Everyone looked at the empty room and were stunned.

"Don't worry, this is just the entrance to the auction house. There is a formation inside the house that leads to a huge underground space."

"That...is the real place for the auction house."

"After everyone enters the room, the formation is activated, and the passage will appear automatically. Just follow the passage to the end

Head to the auction venue. "

"I still want to receive other fellow Taoists and seniors. You can enter on your own."

Before anyone could ask, the white-haired old man hurriedly continued to explain to everyone.

Everyone present looked at each other, but no one came forward in a hurry.

The room looked weird, but now the white-haired old man let everyone go in by themselves.

Even if they knew that the possibility of a problem was slim, no one would take the lead.

The scene suddenly became stalemate. ??

But only for a moment.

After a few breaths, the mysterious Nascent Soul monk in the middle curled his lips.

"It's just an illusion array, so why be afraid?"

"The auction house has launched such a big battle this time, which makes me even more curious about what kind of treasures you will put up for auction this year."

"If you can't come up with a truly satisfying treasure, your auction house must be mentally prepared to bear the price of torturing this old man!"

The mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator smiled indifferently. He was obviously smiling, but the hidden murderous intention emanating from his smile made the white-haired old man and everyone present shiver.

Without waiting for everyone to react, he took a step forward, rolled up yellow sand around his body, and rushed into the room.

The moment it entered, formation fluctuations immediately appeared inside.

In the blink of an eye, there was no trace.

Seeing this scene, everyone outside immediately felt relieved.

Not everyone present may be proficient in formations, but they all have their own methods of judging safety.

It can be seen at a glance that this is indeed an illusion array.

No longer hesitating, they all stepped forward and filed in.

Su Twelve was wary, silently following the crowd, and also walked into the illusion formation in the room.

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Seeing everyone disappearing into the room, the white-haired old man raised his hands, flicked his sleeves, and quickly closed the door, visibly relieved.

The black market auctions are not all good ones.

It is not easy to get these monks to cooperate smoothly.

In recent days, he has repeated these words countless times.

This time, things were pretty good.

He had encountered ruthless people before, and when they disagreed, they poisoned him silently.

If a senior Nascent Soul in the sect hadn't noticed and helped, I'm afraid he would have died at this moment.

"Phew, we finally got rid of these monks."

"Calculate the time, the auction will officially start soon, and no one should come here at this time."

"Next, hurry up and send these spiritual stones back to the main altar."

The white-haired old man stood in the courtyard, murmured in a low voice, quickly adjusted his mood, and then turned around and walked into a side room next to him.

The room was empty except for a small teleportation array made of special materials that could only allow one or two people to pass through.

The white-haired old man stepped forward quickly and walked to the teleportation array.

As a middle-grade spirit stone fell, the teleportation array was instantly activated.

Bright white light enveloped the white-haired old man, and the space in the room suddenly rippled.

at the same time.

In an underground room in an underground space.

A woman wearing black leather armor, with skin as white as snow, with proudly standing peaks, a hot and voluptuous figure, and wavy hair, was sitting on a striking white-fronted tiger leather chair with her thighs raised.

The posture is lazy, with the chest rising and falling as he breathes, exuding a very alluring charm.

"Lin Aofeng, this...is this the good idea you said?"