Bianjing Imperial City.
Elder Yun rushed to the outside of the Hall of Eternal Spirits again, and the girl who was supposed to be with Prince Zhao Heng stopped him outside the door, and there was a hint of teasing in those strange eyes. "His Royal Highness is in the late stage of retreat and breakthrough Nebula, don't disturb him now, just tell me if there is anything."
"The Qingxu Treasure Hall recently issued a 'Lingbao Tie', and the old man came to tell His Highness specially." Elder Yun raised his hand, and the Lingtreasure Tie was a special notice issued when the Qingxu Treasure Hall would auction an important item, which could The things that send out the Lingbao post are always good. The last time the Lingbao post was posted, Zhao Heng took a photo of an earth-shaking star treasure "Flying Star Shuttle" in the Qingxu Palace.
"What is it this time?" the girl asked curiously.
"The ancient seventh-order monster Guishui flood dragon!"
The girl was startled, "An ancient seventh-rank monster? The Qingxu Palace actually has such a good thing."
"Your Highness doesn't know, there is no soul and inner alchemy anymore." Elder Yun explained.
"Without soul and inner alchemy, it's of no use to us." The girl quickly lost interest, although the dragon skin, dragon claws, dragon tendons, dragon viscera, dragon horns, and dragon blood of the seventh-order flood dragon were all over the body. All are good materials, but only good.
"Do you know who killed this dragon?" She was more interested in this. It's not so easy to kill a seventh-level monster. Isn't it a pity that it will be auctioned off.
"I heard that a cultivator at the early stage of Xingyun left the adventure, Your Highness, but the seller has an interesting condition."
The girl didn't ask, Elder Yun replied, "He wants Kun Wusha in exchange."
"Kunwusha." The girl changed slightly. Kunwusha is a kind of spiritual sand that some star generals need when they are two stars before their ascension. "Is he a star descender?"
"The Qingxu Palace is kept secret, and the old man can't find out his identity." Elder Yun said regretfully.
"Find a way to find out who he is!" The girl's voice became colder: "I don't believe this kind of rhetoric if I can kill Jiaolong. His star general must be a general of the Heavenly Star. No matter what, we must find out the ins and outs."
"The old man will order someone to do it." Elder Yun said quickly.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
Su Xing came to the Qingxu Palace as promised, and Master Qingfeng led him into the inner hall of the Lingbao, which was a huge white jade platform, and this time the Flood Dragon Meeting started here.
Su Xing, who was the seller this time, was invited to the backstage to witness the auction process.
Qingxu Taishang Dao is also very powerful. A large number of star cultivators filed in. There are thousands of people in one inner hall. Their cultivation bases are at least in the late Xingyun period. Among them, there are many Xinghe period monks and even a few Xinghai Sophisticated.
That lineup made Su Xing really speechless. Just because the entrance fee was pure and honest, he made a lot of money, plus the 10% profit afterwards, this is really a business that only makes money but does not lose money.
Thousands of monks quickly filled the Spirit Treasure Hall. This time, the Flood Dragon Fair attracted thousands of sects from the Canglong Realm to participate. No wonder it was so booming. Seventh-order ancient monsters seldom appear in the Canglong Realm, and they usually stay in the Xuanming Realm , Suzaku Realm; these monks in the Canglong Realm may never have seen a seventh-order dragon in their entire lives, and most of the monks also came here just because of the reputation, just as a ticket to see the world, and they didn't want to compete with other sects.
The most important thing is that it is quite new for ancient monsters to be put up for auction.
Master Qingfeng is the host of this auction, and only his level of cultivation can remain indifferent under the oppression of thousands of monks' star power. With a flick of his sleeves, the white curtain on the platform was pulled away, and a line of dozens Zhang Jiaolong suddenly appeared.
The audience was in an uproar, and some low-cultivation monks were taken aback. Even if it was the dead Guishui flood dragon, the majestic figure of the giant dragon still left a lingering prestige.
"Where is the god who can kill the dragon!"
"This is the ancient monster Guishui Flood Dragon. Doesn't it look good?"
"It's so powerful, it's so scary even if you die."
"It's a pity that there is no inner alchemy and spirit soul."
The crowd was discussing and whispering, commenting on this Guishui dragon.
"This is the body of a dragon that a fellow Taoist got by chance. Even if there is no inner alchemy and soul, you must know the value of other materials on the dragon." Master Qingfeng stroked his long beard with a calm expression: "The seller of this auction specifically asked Kunwusha, therefore, fellow daoists who can open the most valuable tunnel in Kunwusha can give priority to the Jiaolong part."
Master Qingfeng is also an old fox, so he divided the dragon into seven parts for auction, and the profits earned from such distribution will be greatly increased.
"It looks like a well-known and decent family, but it's not ambiguous at all when it comes to stripping money." Wu Xinjie joked.
Su Xing deeply agrees, but he doesn't mind maximizing profits.
The audience soon began to bid.
"Kunwusha one or two!" A big man in yellow robe shouted.
"It's only one tael, but I'm ashamed to call it. Three taels of Kunwu sand plus three hundred thousand taels of gold. I want this dragon head." A crooked old woman smiled slyly.
"Patriarch Yinfeng, only three taels of Kunwusha is not enough to refine star weapons for star generals." The lady in the blue palace dress said coldly: "Five taels of Kunwusha, five hundred thousand taels of gold! "
"What's the use of you Caixia Mountain wanting Jiaolong!" The old woman was dissatisfied.
"This dragon belongs to water, so it's useless for Patriarch Yinfeng to use it." The lady of Caixia Mountain disdainfully.
"Liuliang Kunwusha, Huanglongshan still wants to use the dragon head to decorate the cottage, how about the two fellow Taoists not to snatch it?" The big man in yellow robe was dissatisfied.
"Little Huanglongshan also wants to be an ancient monster, so be careful not to cause trouble."
Bidding sounded one after another in the main hall. The dragon head is the most valuable part besides the inner alchemy and the spirit soul. Whether it is used to make magic weapons, horcruxes, refining materials, or magic circles, it is very useful for decoration. Therefore, when Master Qingfeng said that he could take away any part when the bid was the highest, those monks couldn't hold back.
Taoist Qingfeng, who seemed ethereal and refined, was really shrewd enough, no wonder he became the treasurer of Qingxu Palace.
Su Xing looked at those soaring prices and was elated. The more intense they were, the better. Su Xing was surprised that there were so many precious Kunwusha, and these sects probably hoarded Kunwusha on purpose. Let the stars make a fortune.
Patriarch Yinfeng, Fairy Caixia, and the big man of Huanglong Mountain are the three most competitive. The price they bid at the end made everyone else feel ashamed. However, none of the top ten sects made any moves, and the seventh-order monsters were far from enough to attract these big factions. Big, the faucet is dispensable, so naturally it is not so positive.
Just when Patriarch Yinfeng defeated them with "Twelve taels of Kunwusha and one million gold", a cold and arrogant voice suddenly sounded.
"Twenty taels of Kunwusha, two million taels of gold, this old dragon wants them all!"
Everyone exclaimed, and saw an old man in a blue Taoist robe floating in the sky, his eyes were like lightning, his aura was restrained, and his majesty was incomparable.
Guishui Sword Sect!
"Since it is Guishui Flood Dragon, it will naturally belong to the Sword Sect."
The old man coldly swept over the bidders, forcing the three to lower their heads in panic.
"Twenty taels of Kunwusha and two hundred taels of gold just want to take away the entire dragon, that's not a big loss." Wu Xinjie thought to himself that this fellow really knew how to plan.
"Don't worry, someone will solve it." Su Xing took his time and was not worried about losing money at all.
"Patriarch Baili, why, what wind made you go out?" Master Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Help my grandson out for some activities. I heard that Guishui Jiaolong came to visit. I don't know which Taoist friend killed Jiaolong so badly. I really want to make friends with you." Patriarch Baili's voice was full of murderous intent. . "The Guishui Jiaolong has a lot to do with our sect. The real person will help me out. I will definitely come to pay my respects someday."
"Isn't this making the old man ignorant of his conscience? Who will come up to the Qingxu Palace in the future." Master Qingfeng smiled lightly: "Don't mention this kind of thing again. The Qingxu Palace has the rules of the Qingxu Palace. Patriarch Baili, if you If you are willing to exchange twenty taels of Kunwusha for the first chip, I will not force you!"
"Hmph." Patriarch Baili snorted coldly: "Eleven taels of Kunwu sand, five hundred thousand taels of gold, the leader of the ancestor wants it!"
The Yinfeng old woman had some resentment but was helpless, and the three of them didn't dare to fight with him anymore, and indeed they couldn't.
"As the old saying goes, the dragon's head and teeth are blades, pupils are pills, brains are liquid, and tongues are medicine... Tsk tsk, Kunwusha wants to take away such a good thing at only eleven taels. Sand and a 'Ming Yuan Pill'."
A playful male voice interrupted Patriarch Baili's dream without hesitation.
The person who spoke was an elegant and handsome young man, with red lips and white teeth, a man of talent.
Su Xing saw that his cultivation base was only at the early stage of Xinghe, but he was not afraid of Baili Patriarch who was in Xinghai stage. It seems that his background is not small.
"Li Xianyan, do you want to rob this ancestor too?" Patriarch Baili was displeased.
"Family teacher recently wanted to find the head of Jiaolong to visit the door, please forgive me." Li Xianyan smiled respectfully.
Before Patriarch Baili could answer, another cold voice suddenly came out.
"Since the dragon's head is so precious, I'll give you thirteen taels of Kunwusha, and add a 'Qichen Pill'."
This time it was a teasing woman, wearing an exquisite white gauze skirt, willow eyebrows like the moon, and red lips like cherry blossoms, she was really pretty.
"The Nine Tribulations Taoist wants to make a medicine guide, and my sister wants to use a Gui faucet to make a urinal."
The other monks were clamoring, and it was just the beginning. The top ten sects had already started to compete with each other to increase their prices. One was higher than the other, and one suppressed the other. Whether it was Mingyuan Pill or Qichen Pill, they were extremely precious pills, and they were exchanged for gold. At least one million taels. There are monks who don't understand, isn't it just a seventh-order dragon head worth such a high price
"Smart means." Wu Xinjie suddenly whispered.
Su Xing asked her why.
"The woman who bid just now is from the Yihua Sword Sect, and that young man is from the Tianhe Sword Sect." Wu Xinjie clarified the mystery. Tianhe Sword Sect and Guishui Sword Sect have feuds, Yihua Sword Sect and Guishui Sword Sect have been competing for the third place among the four major sword sects. Both sword sects are rookie sects, so who is it? He also refuses to be behind others.
It just so happened that this dragon was named Guishui, and using it as a gatekeeper or as a urinal was a change of direction to humiliate Guishui Jianzong. After all, Guishui Jiaolong was the holy beast of Jianzong. Master Qingfeng deliberately created this situation and raised the price.
Su Xing nodded, no wonder that Patriarch Baili gritted his teeth with hatred, he was happy to sit back and enjoy the benefits, and he didn't mind selling a dragon for a sky-high price.
"Liang Feixuan, using the dragon's head to make a urinal is not a small price!"
Patriarch Baili's eyelids twitched and he showed a sneer. He waved his hand and said, "Twenty taels of Kunwusha, five pieces of Guishui Peiyuan Pill! Send this Guishui flood dragon to you."
Li Xianyan and Liang Feixuan, a female cultivator of the Yihua Sword Sect, looked at each other. Li Xianyan wanted to raise the price so much that he wanted to force Baili Patriarch to have all the money. When he achieved his goal, he stopped talking. Twenty taels of Kunwu Sand, five Qichen Pills!"
Everyone was stunned, and immediately became extremely jealous of the master of the dragon.
"The old man wants to ask the seller's opinion." Master Qingfeng said with a smile.
"What is there to ask? The Guishui Peiyuan Pill can only be used to cultivate the Guishui God Thunder to strengthen it. It is just a waste for other monks. The Qichen Pill can cause it to enter the body and can greatly improve the cultivation. Do you want to?" Liang Feixuan snorted.
The Lingbao Hall was completely silent.
The fat shopkeeper came in and asked Su Xing for his opinion. Of course, Su Xing chose Guishui Peiyuan Pill without hesitation. He is currently cultivating Guishui Shenlei. With this kind of elixir, he is almost dozing off. Someone send a pillow? Su Xing is not that interested in breaking through his cultivation.
As soon as the results come out.
Liang Feixuan was taken aback with an ugly expression. "That monk is really stupid!"
Patriarch Baili showed a satisfied smile, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.
The Jiaolong Club sold "twenty taels of Kunwu sand and five Guishui Peiyuan pills" for a high price in the first auction. The other star-gatherers were envious and thought to themselves that this guy was really lucky.
Patriarch Baili threw two small bags to Master Qingfeng, and said calmly: "Realist Qingfeng has made a lot of money this time, and Daoist Master will treat me to drink a glass of 'Macaque Immortal Wine' someday."
Master Qingfeng smiled, swept the bag, and nodded. "Of course, Patriarch Baili is so flattering, he must buy you a drink."
"Humph."
Daoist Qingfeng swiped his hand, and a white light appeared from the dragon's neck, followed the dragon's head and flew up, and Baili Patriarch took it into his bag.
The next auction was very dull. The dragon skin, claws, bones, tendons, blood, and even the meat did not appear in the fierce bidding scene just now. It's not big, but even so, a lot of Kunwu sand, gold and the like were exchanged. What made Su Xing dumbfounded was the scene of the final auction of dragon meat.
Seeing a good monster is like selling pork, and the monks who came to participate were unwilling to return empty-handed, and they divided up the dragon meat with varying amounts of gold. It is said that the dragon meat can strengthen the body and strengthen the yang, and eating it should also There is no harm in it, anyway, it is also an ancient seventh-rank monster, and in the future, it will be able to brag about eating dragon meat when meeting people.
Five hours later, a Guishui flood dragon was divided up like this, leaving no scum behind.
Su Xing is very satisfied with this auction and has gained a lot.
"Fellow Daoist Zou, please follow me down."
The fat shopkeeper opened the door with an envious expression on his face.
Su Xing got up and walked out of the room with him. Inside the Lingbao Hall, Patriarch Baili looked at the platform and showed a sneer.