Tianhai Xiantu

"Fellow Taoists, welcome to Juling Pavilion"

"I am Huang Qing, the master of Juling Pavilion."

The giant man in yellow robe smiled widely and returned the greeting.

"Since I see all the fellow Taoists nearby are here, I will also announce an announcement."

The giant man Huang Qing said unhurriedly.

Everyone on the first floor had long looked at the Master of Juling Pavilion on the stage in awe.

The foundation-building monks on the second floor were also silent.

The originally lively Juling Pavilion suddenly became deathly silent.

Huang Qing, the master of Juling Pavilion, looked around wildly.

"As Fellow Daoist Ling said, my strength no longer requires Cold Marrow Condensation."

The words just fell, before the people around him could react.

The khaki mana on Huang Qing's body began to surge outwards.

The huge spiritual pressure from Huang Qing rushed towards everyone without any scruples.

Snapped!

Several monks in the Qi refining stage at the front of the first floor were directly squeezed out of their seats. They bent their backs and used their magic power to barely stop them.

Even though Li Qing's figure was in the back corner, he still felt the huge spiritual pressure.

"The peak of the foundation period," Li Qing said in shock.

It seems that the master of Juling Pavilion really has the confidence to be domineering.

When a monk reaches the peak of the foundation building stage, he has already begun to touch the barrier of the golden elixir stage.

If you take one more step forward, you will become the top group of monks in this sea area.

In this sea area where Nascent Soul monks are hidden from the world, Golden Core monks have stood above countless creatures.

Ling Jie stood on the second floor without speaking.

The strength at the peak of foundation building can be respected by people there.

Even if Ling Jie now relies on the sect behind him, he still has to lower his head in front of Huang Qing.

Who knows whether Huang Qing will find his own opportunity to enter the golden elixir stage in the future.

No matter how strong your background is, strength is still the most important in the world of immortality.

He, Ling Jie, is now only at the peak of his strength in the early stage of foundation building. Even if he enters the middle stage of foundation building, he still has to bend down and salute.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come here to get the Cold Marrow Condensation.

"Congratulations to the Pavilion Master"

"Congratulations to the Pavilion Master"

Congratulations came one after another from the second floor.

"Okay, I won't disturb everyone's enjoyment here."

"After the auction is over, I will personally entertain all of you fellow Taoists. I hope you will appreciate it."

In the loud voice, Huang Qing's figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared above the auction.

Seeing Huang Qing leave, the eyes of everyone on the second floor were complicated.

There are some who are happy to have made good friends with Juling Pavilion, and there are also some who are indifferent. They are here just for this auction.

Some even had resentment in their eyes.

These monks were the protagonists of the subsequent banquet. They were from forces on Huangyu Island and even nearby.

At this time, they still didn't understand that Huang Qing had gone to great lengths to hold this auction just to take the opportunity to expand his influence.

As Huang Qing's strength reaches the peak of foundation building, Juling Pavilion's strength will further expand.

The profit pie around Huangyu Island is so big. The Qianshui Yuling Sect takes most of it, and the rest is shared by the small forces nearby.

Huang Qing wants more benefits, which means he has the power to spit out the fat in his mouth.

"Everyone, this was just a small episode."

The fat shopkeeper Zhou on the side came to the middle position with a smile on his face.

"Now I announce that the auction of the Cold Marrow Gelstone has begun."

"The starting price is 16,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

"The auction begins below"

As Shopkeeper Zhou's palm fell, the scene suddenly became intense.

In comparison, the monks on the first floor seemed much quieter.

This treasure obviously has nothing to do with them.

The monks on the first floor are more about increasing their horizons.

Li Qing looked at the cold marrow condensation below with a fiery face. This kind of treasure is somewhat rare to find.

But it is a pity that he is not qualified to participate in this competition at the moment.

"Seventeen thousand low-grade spiritual stones"

On the second floor, a foundation-building monk in black patterned robes took the lead in making a bid.

The man didn't hide his appearance, he looked determined to win.

"Eighteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones"

Another voice raised the price of Cold Marrow Condensation by a thousand lower-grade spiritual stones.

"Ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones"

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The Qi-training monks on the first floor were all stunned.

Looking at the rising prices around them, everyone looked envious.

The concept of ten thousand spirit stones is a bit unimaginable for ordinary monks.

The net worth of an ordinary monk, even a monk in the late stage of Qi training, is probably around two to three thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

This can also be seen from Jiao Yujian's net worth.

This is Jiao Yujian as an outer disciple from Qianshui Yuling Sect.

Besides, Jiao Yujian couldn't even produce two high-grade magic weapons. Ordinary casual cultivators were even more miserable.

Li Qing was enjoying watching the foundation-building monks upstairs fighting to the death.

Whether they are Qi-training monks or Foundation-building monks, they fight desperately for the precious treasures in their own realm.

No one would give up an opportunity to further their path.

"Twenty-two thousand low-grade spiritual stones"

An old-looking foundation-building monk on the second floor told his final price.

This monk who was at the peak of the early foundation building stage did not cover his face. He was wearing a green robe. At first glance, it was a robe from a nearby force.

After the old-looking monk paid the price, he carefully looked at the monks around him.

This is his final bottom line, for which he will pay almost most of his net worth.

He is now embarking on his final push for his own path to immortality.

Due to his old age, his physical body has begun to decline. If he does not enter the middle stage of foundation building, his path will basically be hopeless.

The price of 22,000 low-grade spiritual stones made the scene a little quieter.

This price has exceeded some psychological expectations.

Not everyone would give up all their belongings for this drop of cold marrow condensation.

After all, even with the Cold Marrow Condensation, it may not be possible to break through the bottleneck 100%, it just increases the chance of breaking through.

Seeing that the surroundings had become a little quieter, Shopkeeper Zhou was naturally not very happy.

The price has not yet reached his expectations.

"Fellow Taoists, do you have any bids?"

Shopkeeper Zhou glanced around with a smile on his face.

As Shopkeeper Zhou began to ask questions, the monks who made the bid became nervous.

"Everyone, this is Cold Marrow Condensation. You must know that this kind of treasure cannot be obtained casually."

"Once you miss it, it will be even more difficult to find this treasure that can help the monks break through the realm next time."

Shopkeeper Zhou's words kept stirring the hearts of the monks on the second floor.

"Any more"

Waiting for shopkeeper Zhou to speak, a voice sounded again.

"Twenty-three thousand low-grade spiritual stones"

After this voice sounded, he took the opportunity to break down the psychological defense of the old monk.

He was like a deflated balloon, slumped in his seat.

The powerlessness in his heart turned into a look of resentment towards Shopkeeper Zhou.