A month passed quickly.
Han Changming was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes slightly closed, a faint golden light covering his eyes, and a green jade bottle was placed in front of him.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a faint golden light shone from them.
Han Changming's face showed deep joy. After he refined the Golden Eye Purifying Liquid, he used the Taiyi Hualing Gourd to improve the quality of the Golden Eye Purifying Liquid and used it to cultivate the Golden Eye True Pupil, with very good results.
His eyes lit up with a dazzling golden light and he looked towards the stone wall. With the help of his golden eyes, the stone wall and the restriction seemed non-existent. He could clearly see Ye Xin, Ye Xue and Han Benfu chatting in the stone pavilion. Due to the influence of the restriction, he could not hear what they said, but he could see their every move.
Han Changming retracted his magic spell, his eyes returned to normal, and the picture disappeared.
He put away the Golden Eye Purifying Liquid, stood up and walked out. Calculating the time, the auction was about to be held.
"Dad, you're out."
Han Benfu smiled happily when she saw Han Changming.
"What's wrong? Did you buy the spirit insect you liked?"
Han Changming said with a smile, his face full of doting. If his spirit insects could reproduce, he would have given one to Han Benfu.
"No, Dad, I got a piece of iron. The material is a bit strange. Even Auntie's purple crystal worm mother can't bite it. Take a look."
Han Benfu took out a piece of black iron and handed it to Han Changming.
Han Changming took the black iron sheet, examined it carefully, and found nothing unusual.
With a "puff" sound, a ball of red-yellow flame emerged from his palm, wrapping around the black iron sheet. The red-yellow flame was exactly the Qianyang True Flame.
After years of cultivation, the power of Qianyang True Flame is no weaker than Dan Fire.
Half a quarter of an hour passed, and the black iron sheet did not change at all. Han Changming was a little surprised.
Even if it was a third-level refining material, it couldn't be unchanged. Could it be a fourth-level refining material? Or was it a fragment of some magic weapon? But this piece of iron didn't have any spiritual fluctuations. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.
"Dad, what on earth is this piece of iron?"
Han Benfu asked curiously.
"I can't tell either. What I can be sure of is that it's not a fragment of a magic weapon. Where did you get it from?"
Han Changming asked about the origin of the iron piece. His intuition told him that this piece of iron was not simple, but for the time being, he could not figure out the origin of the iron piece.
Han Benfu recounted the whole story of how she got the iron sheet. She later went to look for the stall owner but couldn't find him.
"Since you can't figure it out, give it to Dad for you to study!"
Han Benfu originally thought it was a fragment of a magic weapon. Since it was not a fragment of a magic weapon, she gave it to Han Changming for research.
Han Changming flipped his palm, and a green wooden box about a foot long appeared in his hand. Inside the wooden box was a talisman that was glowing yellow. There was an ochre seal on the surface of the talisman, which emitted amazing spiritual fluctuations.
"Talisman!"
Han Benfu took a deep breath and exclaimed.
"This talisman was obtained by my father from an evil cultivator. I give it to you for self-defense. Do not use it carelessly."
Han Changming's face was full of doting. Han Benfu had dual spiritual roots. If nothing unexpected happened, she would definitely be able to advance to the Jindan stage. The core children of the big forces all had things to save their lives. Han Benfu was Han Changming's most outstanding descendant, so it would be better to give her this talisman to save her life.
Ye Xin and Ye Xue mostly stayed with Han Changming, so there was no need to worry about their safety.
"Thank you, Dad."
Han Benfu smiled happily and accepted the talisman.
"My husband, you gave Benfu a talisman. When Benzhi gets married, you also have to give a generous gift. You can't be partial to one and ignore the other."
Ye Xue smiled and said, the backs and palms of the hands are all made of flesh, and parents should treat their children equally.
Ye Xin smiled slightly and said, "As long as it is something given by my husband, I like it. It doesn't matter whether it is a generous gift or not. As long as our family is together and safe, this is more important than any generous gift."
"You are all right, but don't worry, I will definitely give Benzhi a generous gift for his wedding."
Han Changming smiled and said that Ye Xin and Ye Xue were sisters with no conflicts between them and they always cared about each other.
He saw it with his own eyes and was happy in his heart. The family was harmonious and peaceful. If Han Daohe knew about this in the afterlife, he would also be relieved.
Han Benfu nodded and said, "I bought a generous gift for my second brother, and my sister-in-law also got one."
After chatting for half an hour, Han Changming returned to the basement. He took out the black iron sheet and examined it carefully, but found nothing unusual.
A large area of red-yellow flame emerged from his palm, wrapping around the black iron sheet.
A quarter of an hour passed and there was no change in the black iron sheet.
Han Changming frowned. The black iron sheet was able to withstand the calcination of the Qianyang True Flame for a quarter of an hour without any change. There was indeed something strange about it.
His heart moved, and his eyes flashed with golden light. His eyeballs turned light gold and looked towards the black iron sheet.
An expression of surprise appeared on Han Changming's face. With the help of his golden eyes, he could vaguely see some words, which were vague and fuzzy.
He took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly shone with golden light. There were hundreds of mysterious words on the black iron sheet, but he could not recognize what they were.
"Could it be the writing of the South Sea Immortal Cultivation World? Or is it the writing of the demon race?"
Han Changming talked to himself, his face full of confusion.
He didn't know much about writing and couldn't recognize the words on the black iron sheet. However, the material of the black iron sheet was somewhat special, and the content of these words should not be simple. It might be some kind of secret technique, or the cave of an ancient cultivator, or some kind of martial arts.
Han Changming took out paper, ink, brush and inkstone and wrote down the characters on the black iron sheet. After returning to Huludao, he went to the family's scripture library to check, hoping to find out the origin of these characters.
On the morning of the second day, just after dawn, there was a long queue at the auction venue. Five foundation-building monks were maintaining order at the door. Only those who paid a fee could participate in the auction.
Han Changming arrived at the entrance of the auction venue and casually glanced at the monks queuing up. A flash of surprise appeared in his eyes. Han Desheng had also arrived.
Han Desheng, alias Chen Yuanhua, is now the head of the Chen family. I didn’t expect him to come to the auction in person.
Han Changming slightly released the aura of a Jindan cultivator and the guards let him pass. The guards did not charge any fees, and Han Benfu and others did not have to pay any fees either.
The auction venue was very spacious. Directly in front of it was a bluestone platform that was over ten feet in size and about ten feet high. There were thousands of chairs placed around it. There were more than a dozen blue jade chairs in the front row, and the Jindan cultivators were sitting on the blue jade chairs.
Han Changming wanted to find a seat near the front and sit down, but Xu Ziyi's voice suddenly rang out: "Fellow Daoist Han, come to the front! It's clearer from the front."
Han Changming looked in the direction of the source of the sound and saw Xu Ziyi looking at him with a smile on her face.
Han Changming did not refuse and walked over with his tribesmen.
He sat down on a green jade chair, and Han Benfu sat behind him.
"Hey, isn't that someone from the Huludao Han family? When did a Jindan cultivator appear in the Han family?"
"I met this senior in my early years. At that time, our cultivation levels were similar. After not seeing him for many years, he has actually advanced to the Jindan stage."
"The Han family is very tight-lipped. They didn't even tell anyone that they had a Jindan cultivator."
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The low-level cultivators were whispering in very low voices, so naturally they could not be hidden from Han Changming and all fell into his ears.
He smiled indifferently and no longer paid attention to the conversation between the low-level monks.
Ye Xin and the others had big smiles on their faces. They had participated in many auctions, and this time the treatment was the highest.
Han Changming and Xu Ziyi sat next to each other, communicating through voice transmission, quietly waiting for the auction to begin.
After a while, Shangguan Yuwei, Chen Liang, Lin Sheng and Lu Haibin came in one after another and sat down on the jade chairs.
There are ten Jindan cultivators participating in this auction, which is a huge lineup.
“Ding ding ding!”
After three loud bells rang, the door of the auction venue closed. A green-robed man who was as thin as a bamboo pole and a fat-headed and big-eared red-robed man strode onto the bluestone platform. Both of them were in the middle stage of foundation building.
"Welcome all the seniors. Fellow Daoists, please come to this auction. I am Chen Yiguang, and this is my brother Chen Yizong. This auction is hosted by my brothers and I hope everyone will bid enthusiastically. We have prepared 735 auction items for this auction. Now let's start bidding for the elixir."
The man in green robe spoke slowly, and the man in red robe took out three light green porcelain bottles.
"Three bottles of Wu Yue Spiritual Water, the base price is five thousand Spiritual Stones, and each bid increase must not be less than one thousand."
As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately started bidding.
"Five thousand."
"Six thousand."
"I'll give you seven thousand."
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The competition is very fierce. Han Changming can refine the Foundation Establishment Pill, so naturally he looks down on the Wu Yue Spiritual Water. The Wu Yue Spiritual Water can also assist in the impact on the Core Formation Stage, but the effect is much worse. In comparison, the Foundation Establishment Pill is more reliable.
Three bottles of Wu Yue Spirit Water were sold at prices of 15,000, 17,000 and 18,000 respectively. The transaction price of one Foundation Establishment Pill was more than 40,000 yuan. This shows that the effect of Wu Yue Spirit Water is not very good, otherwise the transaction price would not be so low.
Han Desheng spent 17,000 spirit stones to buy a bottle of Wu Yue Spirit Water.
"Three bottles of Qingling Pills, detoxifying pills, the base price is one thousand spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than one hundred."
Chen Yi Guang held three green porcelain bottles in his hands and spoke loudly.
The Wu Yue Pills refined by Han Changming have a better detoxification effect than the Qing Ling Pills.
He was not interested, but other monks were and started bidding enthusiastically.
"The Soul Restoring Pill can quickly restore mana in a short period of time. The base price is one thousand Spirit Stones, and each bid must not be less than one hundred Spirit Stones."
"one thousand."
"One thousand and one."
"One thousand and two."
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Chen Yi Guang took out the auction items one by one, all of which were things used by foundation-building cultivators, and the cultivators bid enthusiastically.
Han Changming was not very interested in these things and closed his eyes to rest.
There weren't many things that Ye Xin and Ye Xue were interested in, so Han Benmin bought a bottle of Beast Spirit Pill.
"A gourd of Gengjin evil spirit. Add some when refining a weapon. It will have evil spirit attacks. Especially for self-exposure weapons, if you add evil spirit into them, it can increase the power."
Chen Yi Guang held a palm-sized golden gourd in his hand and spoke loudly.
Han Debiao's eyes lit up. He had been looking for evil spirits a lot in the past two years, but to no avail.
"A gourd of Gengjin evil spirit, the base price is three thousand spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than five hundred."