Cultivating immortals is a hard job

After returning to Xuanqing City, Mo Xun first went to several larger shops.

Although he had killed many Jindan cultivators in recent years, he still needed to collect seven pills of the same attribute.

Fortunately, this thing is also a commodity, but it is just more valuable.

If it is really not enough, he can use the inner pill of the monster instead.

After a trip to the Monster Sea, he has a lot of this stuff on him.

Anyway, the "Demon Spirit Magic Pill Art" was originally improved from the monster clan's skills, so it might be worth a try.

A few days later, Mo Xun brought a group of people to participate in an auction.

As soon as the few people stepped into the auction hall, they never thought that two pairs of eyes behind them had already stared at them.

These are two middle-aged men who are about 40 or 50 years old from their faces.

One is dressed in purple clothes. Although he did not deliberately reveal his magic power, he exudes a breathtaking aura.

At first glance, he is a person who has been in a high position for a long time!

As for the other one, he seemed a little ordinary.

He was wearing a black robe, simple and plain!

It was hard to tell how much cultivation he had. People with a lower realm would not even be able to detect the fluctuations of mana emanating from him, and would think he was an ordinary person.

But his sharp eyes could not hide his extraordinaryness.

What was even more strange was that the two of them were standing with the black-robed man in the lead.

"Jin'er, this man is the culprit who killed Shao Han and Shao Wen back then. I originally thought that after more than a hundred years, he was at most in the middle stage of Jindan. It seems that either the information collected at the time was wrong, or this boy got some great opportunity, so he could advance so quickly in such a short time!"

Hearing this, the purple-robed man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the place where Mo Xun disappeared.

The black-robed man stroked his beard and continued, "Are you sure?"

The purple-robed man nodded confidently.

"Don't worry, ancestor. Jin'er will go all out!"

From the aura flowing around him, the purple-robed man also seemed to be at the peak of the Jindan stage.

In terms of cultivation fluctuations, it seems that he is no less than Mo Xun.

"Okay, you will find an opportunity to challenge him later. My special identity makes it inconvenient for me to take action, otherwise it will easily arouse the vigilance of those old guys. Do you understand?"

The purple-robed man frowned slightly.

"Why not wait until they leave the city before taking action? Wouldn't it cause less commotion?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man.

"I don't want to wait any longer!"

He really didn't want to wait any longer, and with his identity and cultivation, he didn't have the energy to spend all his time on this matter.

The black-robed man is the current ancestor of the Dong family, Dong Yifangyun!

And the purple-robed man is the current head of the family, Dong Yijin!

Dong Yifangyun thought that the death of Wuchuan Qiong was caused by the ancestor of the Qian family, so he hurriedly came out of seclusion.

Even the magical power that he was practicing was forced to stop temporarily!

But who knew that the murderer was still a Jindan cultivator.

Despite this, Mo Xun's cultivation level still made him a little suspicious.

One hundred and twenty years, from the peak of foundation building to the peak of Jindan, he has not seen such a genius for a long time.

Of course, no matter how fast Mo Xun advances, he is still only a Jindan cultivator.

Even if there are some strange fates, he is still not in the eyes of this Yuanying ancestor.

However, judging from the situation in front of him, this person is probably not related to the Qian family.

After all, if the Qian family has such a genius, how can they let it go?

On the contrary, the Qian Tongtian who was mistakenly identified at the beginning is very likely to have died at the hands of this person.

Dong Fangyun will not tell the Qian family about this guess.

He doesn't need to do this!

Because in his eyes, Mo Xun is no different from a dead person.

After quickly solving this matter, he still has to go back to continue to comprehend that magical power!

Dong Yijin still had some hesitation on his face, and he couldn't help but ponder and ask: "Just the Qian family..."

In his opinion, the matter involved another immortal family, and it would be best if it could be solved secretly.

Dong Yifangyun waved his hand.

"Don't worry about these. Even if the little beast is really from the Qian family, you can fight him openly on the ring. I don't think the old man can say anything. On the contrary, if you kill him secretly, it will inevitably leave clues and eventually be criticized. Besides..."

What Dong Yifangyun didn't say was that this person might not be the son of the Qian family.

Dong Yijin bowed respectfully.

"I understand!"

The two of them then stepped into the auction house one after another.

As for the people around Mo Xun, it seems that they didn't pay attention to them at all.

One is in the middle stage of Jindan, one is in the early stage, and there are a few ants in the Qi Refining stage!

What can they be in the eyes of the law?

When Mo Xun stepped into the auction house, his eyebrows suddenly felt painful, causing him to pause slightly.

Ever since he saw Wuchuan Qiong, he remembered the soul mark.

When this thing was in the Central Region, he had been suppressing it with secret methods. It was only in the past few days that it showed some abnormalities.

But it appeared from time to time, not very obvious.

Until just now, it actually felt like it was about to break the seal and come out.

It seems that the owner of this thing should be nearby.

He looked back and his expression immediately returned to normal.

"The Dong family!"

Mo Xun had a sneer on his face. Since he came here, he had also learned about this family.

Just an ancestor in the early stage of the Nascent Soul!

Most of the people in this family practice thunder-attributed techniques, and they are considered a major force in this remote corner.

After entering Xuanqing City, Dong Fangyun used secret techniques to strengthen his perception of the soul mark. Especially when he saw Mo Xun just now, he did not restrain himself without any scruples, which triggered the mark to break the seal.

As a Yuanying cultivator, he naturally thought that there was no need to restrain himself!

In the box, Mo Xun's face did not show much expression.

He has participated in such auctions several times in the past few days.

Originally, he came alone, but who knew that Gu Qingqing was interested today, so she came with him.

When Gu Qingqing came, the others could not sit still.

Due to Bai Ze's special identity, Mo Xun could only throw the little guy into the green gourd.

He had already bought most of the orders issued by Gong Yang, and as for the cultivator's golden elixir that Dong Qianxue needed, he had almost gathered them.

Mo Xun took the master and apprentice into the Tianyu Tower, and temporarily familiarized himself with the "Demon Spirit Illusion Alchemy" in it.

With this treasure, it is much more convenient in many cases.

The auction started soon. Mo Xun would not make a move easily because of his clear purpose.

Since there were spiritual restrictions in the boxes, he was not in a hurry to search for the owner of the mark.

He knew that the other party would come to him sooner or later.

But there was no rush for this matter. In his opinion, the Yuanying ancestor came today, mostly just to test his depth.

As for taking action on the spot, it was probably not possible.

After all, the Yuanying City Lord is still in charge of this city!

But this kind of thing is possible. Who knows if those Yuanying old monsters will go crazy and have no scruples.

Until a spiritual herb called "Qianren Poison Ginseng" appeared, he finally opened his mouth to bid.

This is what Gongyang needs. One of the reasons for coming here today is this thing.

"Three hundred thousand!"