The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Three months later, the Wanbao Building Auction was officially held.

Wanbao Building is a very famous place in Tianshan City and even the entire Prisoner God Sea, especially the auctions it holds, where extremely rare items appear every time.

When Matthew returned to the city, he found that there were a lot more monks on the street.

"These people should all come for the auction." After muttering to himself, Matthew walked towards the direction of Wanbao Building.

He had a VIP card, so he was not afraid of not being able to get in.

Walking slowly on the street, occasionally, he would go into the shop next to him and sell some of the ore on his body.

When he came to the front of Wanbao Building, there was already a long queue here.

These people all wanted to enter the auction.

Matthew noticed that there was an extra sign at the door.

It wrote the auction sessions represented by the three floors in the building.

The first floor is the auction venue for Qi Refining and Foundation Building monks, the second floor is for Jindan monks, and the third floor is only for Yuanying monks.

Matthew found a servant and showed his VIP card. The servant took him into the Wanbao Building with great respect.

The servant asked Matthew about his cultivation carefully while leading the way.

After learning that he was in the foundation-building stage, he took Matthew directly to a door on the first floor.

"Senior, this is the auction room on the first floor. There is still some time before it starts. You have a VIP card and can directly enter the private room. I will take you to choose a private room." The servant said respectfully.

"Well, lead the way." Matthew nodded in agreement.

Entering the door, Matthew saw a huge hall.

There were rows of seats in the middle of the hall, and a high platform in the front.

There was a staircase on the right side of the door. After the servant took him up, there were independent private rooms.

There were numbers hanging on the door of each private room, representing the number of the private room.

Matthew didn't have any requirements for the private room. He just picked a private room numbered 18 and went in.

The furnishings in the private room were simple, with a table and a chair.

There was only a white object similar to a stone on the table.

"If you see something you like and want to bid, you can put your hand on it, and your voice will spread throughout the hall." Seeing Matthew staring at the stone with some curiosity, the servant took the initiative to introduce it.

After the servant finished speaking, Matthew took out a few spiritual stones and threw them to the other party.

After the servant took the spiritual stones, he thanked him repeatedly before leaving the private room.

After the servant left, Matthew closed the door of the private room and sat on a chair waiting for the auction to begin.

There was a ban in the private room, and the spiritual consciousness could not be extended to other private rooms, which could be regarded as protecting the safety of the people in the private room.

Matthew was quite satisfied with this.

After sitting for a while, monks came in one after another.

Most of the monks were sitting in the hall below, and only a few were led to the private room by servants or maids.

After waiting for about two hours, the hall below, including the private room, was already full of people.

With the sound of a clear gong, the shopkeeper Hou, who was familiar to Matthew, walked up to the high platform.

"I am Hou Gaoyi, the manager of this auction. I am very happy that you can take time out of your busy schedule to come here. You have been waiting for a long time, so I will not say other polite words. Because of some things that happened before, the original three auctions were reduced to one. I hope that all the fellow Taoists can gain something."

After the shopkeeper Hou bowed and said a few polite words, he clapped his hands lightly.

Immediately, ten beautiful maids holding trays came up from the stage.

He took the tray from the first maid and lifted the red cloth covering it, revealing a jade bottle.

"Three middle-grade Jingwu pills. This pill can calm your mind and spirit after taking it. It is the best auxiliary pill for comprehending the secret art. This pill was made by the old man Tiandan himself, and the materials used are all more than two hundred years old. The starting price of three middle-grade Jingwu pills is 1,500 spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than 200 spirit stones." The loud voice of the shopkeeper Hou spread to the ears of everyone present.

Ma Xiu, who has been in Tianshan City for a long time, also has some understanding of the old man Tiandan mentioned by the shopkeeper Hou.

This person lives in Tianshan City, and his cultivation is very high. He has reached the great perfection of Danjie.

This person not only has a high cultivation, but also has great attainments in the way of alchemy.

There is an endless stream of people asking him to refine pills, and even some Yuanying cultivators come here from afar to ask for pills.

However, every capable person has a strange temper, and this old man Tiandan is even more so.

If you want him to refine pills, he doesn't care about your identity or cultivation.

As long as he likes someone, he can make pills for free without charging a penny. If he doesn't like someone, he won't do anything even if a knife is on his neck.

While Matthew was daydreaming, the price of the Jingwu Pill had been raised to 2,500 spirit stones.

Matthew was not very interested in the Jingwu Pill. He had the Jingxin Mantra, which could help him enter a state of meditation quickly at any time.

Speaking of the Jingxin Mantra, Matthew had asked Wu Kun many times where he got this secret technique.

But Wu Kun couldn't remember the answer. He only remembered that he found it in a person's storage bag and remembered it.

He found that the effect of the Jingxin Mantra was much better than expected, and it had many uses, just like the technique of breaking the charm at that time.