Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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After bypassing the teleportation formation, they saw something floating a hundred meters above the ground, like a bright golden balloon.

The golden balloon shrouded in a pale golden aura has a diameter of more than ten thousand feet. From a distance, it looks like a golden sun, attracting the attention of everyone around it.

"Senior, that is Jubao Auction House."

Xu Junming nodded slightly and said, "It is rumored that the Jubao Auction House is the property of the Three Thousand Sect's 'Baoju Sect'?"

"That's true according to rumors."

"To be able to acquire such a lucrative industry, Jubao Sect is worthy of being one of the top sects among the Twelve Great Sects."

Each of the major sects in the Three Thousand Sects is strong or weak.

Among them, the twelve strongest sects are called the Twelve Sects, and almost every one of them has three or more Hongmeng Shangzun suppressing them.

Jubao Sect ranks ninth among the Twelve Supreme Sects. It has four Hongmeng Supreme Sects and is very powerful.

Zhao Mingcheng remained silent. In his eyes, each of the three thousand sects was a behemoth, and he could not judge them.

"Let's go."

The two set up the escape light and flew straight towards the pale golden ball.

After approaching the ball for a hundred meters, a powerful pulling force flew over, pinching the two of them and flying into the ball.

With a flash of inspiration, the world has changed before his eyes.

A small space of about 100 square feet, shrouded in white mist, appeared in front of him.

"Two fellow Taoists, please come."

A fat, middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a kind expression suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

The Taoist behavior of a great Luo Tianxian is not bad at all.

Suddenly facing a strong man who was two realms higher than himself, Zhao Mingcheng felt an invisible pressure coming over him, and a subconscious desire to escape came to his mind.

However, the aura that made him panic and fear quickly disappeared.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he looked up.

The middle-aged man, who looked a bit casual at first, now looks more serious.

Of course, you have to be serious. If you can block your own aura at will, you are at least a powerful person at Daluo level.

"I heard that your bank is holding an auction today, and Pindao came here specially to attend." Xu Junming said directly.

"There is indeed an auction today, but it is only open to Hunyuan monks, so...!"

Before he could finish speaking, a powerful aura, like a storm, quickly came over him.

The pressure like a mountain and a sea made Qian Dayou's face instantly turn pale.

Fortunately, this momentum was quickly suppressed, otherwise it would have been a big embarrassment.

"I think I should be eligible to participate."

Qian Dayou quickly bowed and saluted.

"Jubao Auction House welcomes seniors."

"Take us in."

Qian Da nodded and made a few seals. With a wave of his hand, a passage suddenly appeared in front of the cloud-covered space.

"Senior please."

Walking in with Xu Junming, he walked no more than a hundred meters, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

This is a grand hall with a circular shape and a diameter of several thousand feet.

Thousands of milky white pearls on the top illuminate the entire hall.

The surrounding walls are as smooth as a mirror. Judging from the layout, it is obvious that there is something else behind it.

In the center of the hall is a circular platform about ten feet high and nine feet in diameter.

Surrounding this high platform are tables, chairs and benches arranged in a radial pattern. Basically, a set of three or four chairs, paired with a coffee table. There are about a thousand groups in the entire hall.

"Zhao Mingcheng?"

The shocked voice made Xu Junming look over subconsciously.

A middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous navy blue robe, a square hat on his head, and three strands of long beard on his chin, with a cultivation level of Daluo True Immortal, appeared in front of him.

"Boss Sun?!"

Zhao Mingcheng was also a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet his employer here.

"Yuanfu, do you know each other?"

An old man with gray hair and a majestic appearance asked, holding a jade staff.

"Uncle, this person is a clerk in my shop." Sun Yuanfu said quickly.

"The guy in your shop?"

The old man looked surprised, but after seeing Xu Junming, there was a hint of understanding on his face.

A Yuanyang True Immortal obviously does not have the qualifications to enter the Treasure Auction House. The only exception is the man in green robes whose cultivation level cannot even be seen by him.

Everyone is not a fool. Seeing Xu Junming, you can guess the reason.

The kind of show-off and slap-in-the-face plot that is common in novels did not happen.

"Since we know each other, let's go and say hello."

The surprise in Sun Yuanfu's eyes flashed away. In his impression, this uncle was not a person with whom he had similar interests.

He glanced at the man in green robe who was guarded by Zhao Mingcheng and the Jubao Auction House disciples, and felt something in his heart.

Stride forward.

"Mingcheng, why are you here today?"

I have to say that compared to the honest and honest Zhao Mingcheng, Sun Yuanfu's way of dealing with others is refreshing, which is indeed extraordinary.

The tension in Zhao Mingcheng's heart also dissipated a little.

"Boss, I have asked shopkeeper Liu for leave."

Years of humility made him subconsciously look three points shorter in front of his employer.

"Lao Liu has already told me. Don't worry, I don't mean to be harsh."

After finishing his words, his eyes turned.

"Who is this…?"

"This is Senior Xu. I am accompanying him to the auction."

Xu Junming shook his head inwardly. Zhao Mingcheng was stupid enough. He would answer whatever he asked.

"I don't know how this guy is still alive in the world of cultivation."

"It turns out that it's senior Xu and junior Sun Yuanfu, who is the boss of Fuyuanzhai and is also a disciple of the Chiyang Sect. This is polite."

After that, he bowed deeply.

As the saying goes, don't hit anyone with a smiling face. Sun Yuanfu gave himself enough respect, and Xu Junming didn't like to use harsh words.

"No need to be polite, please get up."

"Senior, three years later, there will be an auction for my 'Fu Yuan Zhai'. There will not be many people, but they are all Hunyuan monks. The items on the auction cards are all treasures. Please be sure to appreciate them, senior." Sun Yuanfu said.

As he spoke, he handed over a jade plaque with both hands.

This is a contact jade plaque.

Xu Junming smiled playfully and reached out to take it.

"I will accept this matter."

"Thank you, senior, for the honor. I won't bother you for now."

After bowing, Sun Yuanfu turned and left. The old man holding the jade staff took a deep look at Xu Junming for the last time, and walked towards the venue under the leadership of people from the auction house.

"Senior, let's go too."

Qian Dayou said respectfully.

"Um."

The group of people walked along the spacious aisle and sat down in a group of seats in the seventh row.

The moment the two sat down, three graceful and beautiful women came over with spiritual fruits and placed them on the table in front of them.

Qian Dayou picked up a large seal on the table.

A handful of spiritual light rushed up from the table, floated nine feet up, and turned into a line of spiritual lines.

The word B is three hundred and nine.

Obviously, this is their number.

"I don't know the senior's name? Dao number?"

"Xu Junming, the true king of Chongshan in the early days."

Qian Dayou searched his intestines and stomach, but still had no impression.

He wasn't surprised either.

There are millions of great states, billions of Hengsha worlds, and trillions of monks in the Hunyuan realm in the vast wilderness. Even the great powers in the Hongmeng realm cannot know everything.

After the name and road number are burned in a large seal, put them back in their original positions.

This time the floating number did not disappear.

"Senior, the word B is three hundred and nine, which is the number of senior. Senior can use this number to bid."

"Um."

"Senior Rongzhen, our Jubao Auction House stipulates that everyone who participates in this bidding must pay a deposit of one hundred yuan. If the treasure is auctioned, it can be deducted later. If the treasure is not auctioned, the full amount will be refunded after the auction. .”

Yuanjing is also a kind of spiritual stone, which contains the innate spiritual energy of the beginning. In the vast world, it is usually used as a general equivalent in transactions between monks in the Hunyuan Realm.

Xu Junming slapped the green gourd, and a magic bag flew towards Qian Dayou.

"There are 100 yuan crystals inside. Take a look."

He had prepared the Yuan Jing before coming to the auction.

For a Master Hongmeng who is proficient in the Taoism of the world, it is not difficult to get some Yuan Crystal in the vast and vast world with abundant spiritual energy.

There was no seal on the bag of magic. Qian Dayou quickly checked it clearly, and his expression became more and more respectful.

Yuan Jing is rare. If you are not a Hunyuan monk, it is difficult to come up with a hundred.

"Senior, please wait patiently. In three hours, the auction will begin. If you have any questions during the process, just use magic to activate this treasure seal, and I will come as quickly as possible."

"I know, go ahead."

"Junior, please take your leave."

Qian Dayou bowed and left.

Xu Junming glanced at the cautious and restrained Zhao Mingcheng next to him, grabbed two spiritual fruits from the table, took one and took a bite, and threw the other to him.

"We are guests, just enjoy as you like."

Hearing this, I looked at the spiritual fruit in my hand that I usually didn't even dare to think about, with a grade reaching the Taiyi level, and my heart was extremely complicated.

Things that are beyond your reach are enjoyed by others at will.

Cultivation, magic power.

Zhao Mingcheng once again strengthened his belief in practicing hard.

Smelling the aroma of the spirit fruit, Zhao Mingcheng swallowed, hesitated for a moment, and put the fruit into his magic bag.

This spiritual fruit was so precious that he was reluctant to eat it himself.

"The two gluttons, Da Mao and Xiao Mao, must like it." Zhao Mingcheng thought to himself.

Suddenly, a strong fruity aroma came.

Subconsciously, he raised his head, and the fruit plate originally placed on the table flew in front of him.

Of course he knows why.

"senior…."

He waved his hand to interrupt him.

"These things are of no use to me, so you can take them back and eat them. With them, Big Hair and Little Hair can also lay down a foundation, which will be of great benefit to them in the future."

When it comes to two children, Zhao Mingcheng has already refused and can no longer say it.

As parents, no matter how much hardship we endure, we still hope that our children will have a bright future.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Mingcheng said in a concentrated voice.

"No need to thank me, it's just the service fee you paid for accompanying me this time."

Zhao Mingcheng said nothing more and silently remembered this kindness in his heart.

After looking at him, Xu Junming smiled faintly.

He then came to have a good impression of such honest and dutiful people. Although he would not accept a disciple, he would not hesitate to give him some benefits.

As time passes little by little. The entire hall was full of people, thousands of Hunyuan monks gathered here.

Many of them are existences in the Hunyuan Realm.

Obviously, these are the top group of monks in Chiyang State where Chiyangfang is located.

Suddenly, the light that illuminated the hall dimmed. At the same time, a beam of light that was hundreds of feet thick illuminated the auction table in the center.

In the endless light, a middle-aged man wearing a pale golden robe and a jade belt with a fat body and a kind appearance, but whose cultivation had reached the level of a Hunyuan True Immortal, suddenly appeared in the center of the auction table.

"The people of the Ju Bao Sect are really the same, they are all fat." Xu Junming thought to himself.

"Fellow Taoists, I am the 'Golden Abacus' of the Ju Bao Sect. We are all acquaintances, so I won't say more. Today's auction is the 'Yuan Hui Big Auction' held by our Ju Bao Sect Yi Yuan Hui. There are many rare treasures. As long as All Taoist friends have enough Yuan Jing in their pockets, and I guarantee that you will not be disappointed."

"Without further ado, let's take a look at the first lot."

With a pinch of the seal in his hand, the spiritual light in the light column above changed, and within a moment, a crimson sheathed long sword appeared.

The strong flame aura surrounds him, and the powerful sword aura can't be unleashed.

At the same time, a spiritual light bloomed on the jade seal in front of everyone's table, and the shadow of the same crimson sheathed sword emerged.

It’s just that compared to the hundred-foot sword shadow on the central auction stage, the sword shadow in front of everyone’s table is much smaller.

"The name of this sword is the 'Red Abyss Sword'. It is made of red divine iron and 3,600 kinds of spiritual materials. It contains the ultimate path of flames and is infinitely powerful. It has eight internal Hunyuan restrictions and is a top-grade Hunyuan spirit. precious."

"The starting price is 50,000 yuan crystals, and each increase in price shall not be less than 300 yuan crystals."

Although he only came here for a short time, after searching the souls of several sinful guys, Xu Junming also gained some understanding of things in the wilderness.

Generally speaking, the value of low-grade spiritual treasures or spiritual objects ranges from a few hundred to a thousand Yuan Crystals. Only some rare and precious items can exceed a thousand Yuan Crystals.

The value of mid-grade spiritual treasures or spiritual objects ranges from one thousand yuan crystals to ten thousand yuan crystals, while the value of high-grade spiritual treasures and spiritual objects ranges from ten thousand yuan crystals to three hundred thousand yuan crystals.

Only the top-grade spiritual objects and spiritual treasures have the chance to surpass one million yuan crystals.

In terms of the grade of the 'Red Abyss Sword', 50,000 yuan crystals are definitely low.

But this is an auction, so there must be room for a price increase. Otherwise, if the place cannot warm up, how can we get a high price?

However, spiritual treasures are more attractive than spiritual materials.

No matter which world they are in, high-level weapon refiners are rare.

After thirty or forty rounds of bidding, the Red Abyss Sword was bought by 170,000 yuan crystals.

The price is higher than the market price, but the number of monks who practice the Way of Flame is almost the largest among all monks. There are many people and competition, so the price is naturally high.

With this Red Abyss Sword to warm up the scene, the quality of the things I will shoot later will be lowered. They are basically low-grade or medium-grade Hunyuan spiritual materials and spiritual objects.

Xu Junming had no use for it and was too lazy to bid.

But it's not like he didn't buy anything. When he saw the spiritual roots he didn't have, he would take action.

The second is the jade disc that records the exercises or insights.

As for the spiritual treasures and elixirs, he could refine them himself, so why waste the money on them.

The auction lasted longer and longer, and soon half a month passed.

For those participating in the auction, this little time is just a moment.

However, the spiritual treasures and spiritual objects in the Hunyuan realm are not ordinary things after all, and at this point, it is also coming to an end.