Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

Under the perception of Xie Duanyang's cultivation with his spiritual mind, those monks who were only in the late stage of foundation building hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to let even the slightest bit of resentment show on their faces.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper put down his abacus and frowned.

However, he didn't say much. After all, in the world of cultivation, those with strong strength and high cultivation should enjoy higher treatment.

He also released his Qi energy outwards, and in tit-for-tat confrontation with Xie Duanyang, the fat shopkeeper opened the bottle cork and took a look inside.

The two eyebrows stretched out and then slowly raised.

"Then let's take a look at the quality and provenance of these Foundation Establishment Pills."

Holding the ink-colored vial in his hands, the fat shopkeeper looked at Xie Duanyang calmly and said.

There are three blue pills lying at the bottom of the bottle. They are only the size of soybeans, but they are extremely full of spiritual energy.

Being well-informed, he could tell at a glance that this was the foundation-building pill necessary to break through the Qi-training stage.

Must win!

The fat shopkeeper said to himself in his heart.

His reply to Xie Duanyang's inquiry about the price was indeed the custom of Tumu Pavilion, but that was not the case for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Because of the irreplaceable role of Foundation Establishment Pills, demand has always been in short supply in the cultivation world.

Except for the special case of Flower Language Country, any force will hoard this item as much as possible and rarely leak it out.

After all, if you have one more Foundation Establishment Pill, you might be able to get one more Foundation Establishment Monk.

That is to say, in the past few decades, the situation in Tiannan has been turbulent and many sects and families have been destroyed, so many people have become homeless on the market.

Just think about the fact that an organization with strong foundations like Bee Stinger is planning to bid for those eighteen Foundation Establishment Pills, and you will know the general market situation.

What the fat shopkeeper said is just the instinctive habit of businessmen to lower prices.

Seeing that Xie Duanyang did not express any objection, he suppressed his joy and extended his hand to invite him into the inner room.

Instructing the maid to brew the spirit tea and bring it over, the fat shopkeeper smiled warmly.

"The Foundation Building Pill is real, but its specific appearance is difficult for Jia to identify at first sight.

It is necessary to invite two special gentlemen to come over to set the price, and I ask fellow Taoists to bear with you."

Xie Duanyang closed his eyes and said nothing, feeling the scent of tea releasing in his mouth, and just nodded quietly.

She didn't keep him waiting for too long, and soon the maid invited two appraisers who specialized in appraising elixirs and herbs into a private inner room.

The old man's cultivation level is not high, he has only practiced the fifth level of qi, but his spirit is strong and his voice is like a loud bell.

The woman in gorgeous clothes is actually a foundation-building monk, and she seems to have practiced techniques such as staying in place to nourish her face.

I can’t tell my exact age, but I can say he is in his late thirties, or early forties, but his charm is still there.

Seeing the two people coming in, Xie Duanyang remained motionless, while the fat shopkeeper stood up, cupped his fists and smiled.

"The elixir is of higher value this time, so Jin doesn't dare to judge it at will. He still needs two palm eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man ran quickly to the table, then suddenly stopped and took out a special handkerchief.

First, wipe the palms and fingers carefully several times, carefully pick up a sample Foundation Establishment Pill from the tray, and look at it carefully.

After releasing two spells, carefully scraping off some powder with a jade knife, and observing two sticks of incense, the old man came to a conclusion.

"The techniques are skillful, the medicinal power is pure, and the quality is probably half a tenth higher than ordinary Foundation Building Pills..."

With that said, he reluctantly handed the blue pill to the female cultivator next to him and said.

"Mrs. Chu, can you see if my identification is wrong?"

The woman in gorgeous clothes took it silently. Her inspection method was different from that of the old man. She held the foundation-building elixir in her palm and secretly channeled her magic power.

The air was slightly hot, and a layer of semi-transparent fireworks that seemed real and fake enveloped it quietly.

She twitched her nose lightly and smelled the faint fragrance of elixir forced out by her own spiritual power. The female cultivator nodded her head lightly and gave her own conclusion.

"This elixir was refined about 20 to 30 years ago, but it has been properly preserved, so the medicinal power has not been lost, and the effect is not much different from what Mr. Song identified.

Judging from the techniques and materials, they should come from several sects in the central Tiannan area..."

Obviously, the female cultivator herself is a rare alchemist.

After listening to the two of them finishing their talk and then asking for a few more details, shopkeeper Jin nodded, twirled his fingers on the abacus a few times, and already had a conclusion in his mind.

"Jin already knows the quality of the Foundation Establishment Pill, but you Taoist friends also know the rules here in the market. May I ask where this pill comes from?"

While speaking, the fat man named Jin stared at Xie Duanyang intently.

Lanhai Market has a special position in Tiannan. It is a place where casual cultivators and even many sect monks ship their loot.

Because of this, an unspoken rule has been formed. Depending on whether the origin is legitimate or not, the price will vary by 20 to 30%.

But this is for ordinary things. For items like Foundation Establishment Pills that are in short supply, they don’t have that much of a bargaining advantage.

What's more, the quality of this elixir is unexpectedly high. It is definitely not from a family of cultivators, but from the hands of a real alchemy master from a major sect.

He said this just to see if he could lower the price.

"These stones come from Huang Maple Valley, one of the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom in the past. They must have known about the demonic invasion and occupied the Yue Kingdom.

Therefore, the seven sects moved to Beiliang Kingdom..."

Although he knew his thoughts clearly, Xie Duanyang did not show it at all. He clearly explained the origin of the elixir, but omitted some details.

Listening to his words, Shopkeeper Jin’s thoughts also changed.

Soon, the transaction will be over.

Xie Duanyang walked out of Tumu Pavilion coolly with the spiritual stone for selling the Foundation Establishment Pill and the VIP status tag presented by Tumu Pavilion.

There was no disturbance.

And after he left.

"Boy, what is the quality of this elixir?"

Shopkeeper Jin weighed the medicine bottle containing the Foundation Establishment Pill and raised his head again to ask.

"The quality is about 120% of ordinary foundation-building pills. The raw materials and techniques are roughly equivalent to the single defense of the seven sects of Yue."

Knowing what he wanted to ask, the female nun didn't even raise her head to answer.

"But..."

The old man pondered for a moment, and when he saw that both people's eyes were attracted to him, he spoke without confidence.

"Song is not as good as Mrs. Chu in alchemy, but I feel that the refining techniques of those foundation-building pills may not be that superb.

But the herbs used are of excellent quality and very rare..."

This was not a big deal, and after refining, it was difficult to judge the raw materials, so the three of them soon turned their minds to other aspects.

"I don't know if this person still has Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand?"

The shopkeeper surnamed Jin chanted in his mouth, raised his head and released Zhang Chuanyin, "Let the fellow Taoists in the pavilion pay attention and see where the VIP card appears and what items have been taken?"

Regardless of what he was thinking, when Xie Duanyang left the Tumu Pavilion, he activated the characteristics of the Baise Shadowless Armor, spun it around for a few times, and then used the wind control technique to fly towards the place he had already chosen in the dark.

The daytime auction is over and the secret store auction is about to begin.

It is said to be a secret shop, but it is different from other shops that are hidden in the dark and underground.

The secret shop here in Lanhai Market was secretly supported by the four Tumu Pavilions. It is almost semi-open, but the entry threshold is higher.

You must have a solid cultivation level of Danjie or above, or have been certified by four wealthy VIPs.

However, the monks who came here basically put on appropriate disguises to hide their true faces.

After handing the identity certificate he obtained at Wanghai Tower to the guard on guard for inspection, Xie Duanyang took the opportunity to use his spiritual mind to scan and observe it first.

Unlike the daytime auction, the secret shop does not have several venues divided according to the realm of cultivation. Pill-forming and foundation-building monks are in the same auction venue.

It looks even wider than the Tumu Pavilion, and can accommodate five hundred people, and there are not many empty seats.

Knowing that there were quite a few alchemy cultivators among them, Xie Duanyang did not release all his spiritual consciousness, but glanced at the door for a few times and then took it back.

By this time, the guard had already skillfully checked his voucher and handed it back.

Because the sale of the Foundation Establishment Pill was delayed for a long time, when Xie Duanyang entered, the auction in the secret shop tonight was already half way through.

Xie Duanyang casually chose one of the remaining seats, sat down silently, and observed calmly.

There are still big differences between the two auctions.

First of all, it is cheap. Both the base price and the minimum bid of the goods in the secret shop are much lower than those in the formal auction during the day.

Excluding elixirs, magic weapons, and spiritual minerals, they are often sold at 50 to 60% of the price of products of the same level.

But the quality is also quite different.

The items taken out from big stores and auctions, unless they are special, are usually in perfect condition. If they are magic weapons, they are basically 100% new.

However, in the secret shop auction, defective products with slight defects accounted for the majority.

Talismans that have been used several times, fragments of magic weapons, top-level magic weapons that are still new...

And so on, messy and messy.

The second feeling is fast.

The secret shop auction proceeds very quickly, but the monks who came here seem to have a goal in mind.

Although part of the catalog list is not disclosed in advance like a day auction, the speed is several hundred percent faster.

Often an auction item is launched and the final decision is made after several rounds of bidding.

The monks who originally bid for the auction rarely had any disputes. They quickly jumped into the next round, and the atmosphere actually felt somewhat harmonious.

However, it is a secret shop auction after all, and it cannot be harmonious and friendly in the true sense.

Xie Duanyang has a lot of experience, but when he got here, it still felt like an eye-opener.

Dozens and hundreds of rare magical materials and magic weapons that he mentioned in the "All Spirits Manual" were auctioned in such a grand manner.

The monks who participated in the auction were not surprised at all.

And compared to ordinary magic weapons and spiritual materials, these things seem to be more popular.

It's not that there are more bidders, but that the competition among monks in need has become more intense. It seems that many monks from the Six Demonic Sects have also come here.

Relying on the "All Spirits Manual" in hand, Xie Duanyang easily identified a dozen ghost spirit sect monks, among whom there were even two pill-forming existences.

After watching the bidding more than ten times, he finally came to an end.

He did not look at the formed top-level magic weapons, but after several biddings, he easily won a few magic spiritual materials.

According to regular weapon refining methods, these things are not needed.

It's just that he still has the Bone Relic and the Blood River Flag in his hands. These two items are also among the top prototypes of magic weapons in the "All Spirits Manual".

Although both of these two sacrifices require a large amount of flesh, blood, bones and even souls of monks or mortals, the methods are cruel and harmful to the world.

But it has to be said that the power of the two things is extremely great with the same prospect.

Second only to the flying knife magic weapon in Xie Duanyang's hand.

Naturally, he will not take the initiative to initiate killings or be implicated in killing evil, but he is also determined to improve his weapon refining skills by studying magic weapons.

What's more, in his future plans, he also needs to use the blood spirit method, so he can't be completely ignorant of magic.

However, due to concerns over the existence of the Ghost Spirit Sect's elixir, there are not many people who are qualified to practice Blood Spirit Dharma.

But when the unique magic materials used by the Blood River Banner appeared, he did not step forward rashly. He just went to bid for several materials used in many magic weapons.

Raoben is just a material, and its value is far less than that of the formed magic weapon and magic weapon, but to actually win it, it also cost Xie Duanyang a spiritual stone in exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

At this time, he suppressed the idea of ​​​​continuing to make bids in his heart, and gave up without hesitation.

If too many spirit stones are used here, it will not be nice to have to make temporary arrangements when the time comes to bid for the glazed light lantern.

Lasting for half the night, the secret shop auction finally came to an end.

Without going to see the free trade session that followed, Xie Duanyang shook the cloak that he transformed into Wuyingjia, and left with tonight's harvest. He checked into a room at an inn near Tumu Pavilion and stayed in it.

One day and one night, stay behind closed doors.

It wasn't until the auction was about to begin on the third day that he headed towards Tumu Pavilion again.

According to the order in the catalog, the auction of the glazed light lamp is today!

This time, Xie Duanyang did not bid for anything, and kept his eyes closed to rest.

It wasn't until the auctioneer opened the gauze covering the glass lamp and announced that the treasure would be auctioned that he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Most of the Taoist friends here should have heard of Master Dadian hundreds of years ago. This lamp is one of his three treasures for body protection and has endless magical uses.

Everyone has probably read the catalog..."

Before the auctioneer finished speaking, someone in the venue burst into laughter.

A big black-faced man put his hands on the armrests of the chair and tsked.

"Brother Chang'an, if it were Old Monk Dadian's crimson cassock or purple-gold demon-suppressing bowl, it would be of infinite use.

As for this lamp..."

At this point, he did not continue, but looked sideways at the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was hosting the auction and the glazed lamp in his hand. The meaning was self-evident.

"Pretending to be smart."

Xie Duanyang didn't make a sound, he just thought silently in his heart.

But he couldn't help but frown. The dark-faced man's body was filled with demonic aura. He was obviously a famous demon cultivator.

The glazed light lamp has a certain degree of restraint on him. No wonder he opened his mouth, but after it disrupted the situation, it might add some twists and turns to the auction.

"It turns out to be a fellow Taoist from Black Mountain from the Demon Flame Sect."

The Confucian scholar who presided over the auction had a pleasant face and did not seem to be angry at the big man's words. He just raised the glass lamp in his hand.

A stream of milky white air emerged from his fingertips and slowly flowed into the wick.

In an instant, the dull glass lamp shone brightly, and the yellow and white lights enveloped the entire auction house, leaving no trace of darkness at all.

"What fellow Taoist said is true. This lamp is not used for offensive purposes, so it is difficult to demonstrate its value.

However, Chen has always heard about the magical power of the Demon Flame Sect. Brother Heishan, would you like to give me some advice?"

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