"Split into three? What a pity."
Han Changming frowned and said, "A few years ago, there was a rumor in Qingha City that the cave where Master Xuanguang sat and passed away had been discovered, and that there were spiritual flames and magical treasures that could reach the sky." Later, it was discovered that it was false news deliberately spread by evil cultivators.
"It's a pity indeed. In addition to the two spiritual flames, there are many good things, such as spiritual treasures. Among them is a spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace, the Suzaku Heaven-Refining Furnace. With this alchemy furnace, the alchemist's success rate will be higher."
Lin Qing's voice was full of temptation.
"Suzaku Refining Heaven Furnace?"
Han Changming showed an interested expression on his face. He already had a top-grade alchemy furnace, the Golden Flame Furnace. If he could get enough Golden Flame Divine Crystals and ask a master refining expert to repair it, he could restore the grade of a lower-grade spiritual treasure.
When he obtained the Suzaku Furnace and Suzaku Pendant in his early years, Han Changming always felt that Suzaku Zhenren was not that simple. Either Suzaku Zhenren was not dead, or the Suzaku Pendant was not made by Suzaku Zhenren.
The space of the Vermillion Bird Pendant is not small. Just collecting the materials is a problem, not to mention refining them, especially in the open sea.
"Yes, this is a spiritual treasure refined by Lord Bailian. This senior was active more than 20,000 years ago and has since disappeared. However, the treasures he refined are indeed very good. Lord Bailian refined countless treasures in his lifetime, and three of his treasures are ranked on the Star Domain Divine Weapon Ranking."
Lin Qing showed admiration on her face and spoke slowly.
Han Changming's knowledge has increased a lot. He has heard Ma Yan mention the Star Domain Divine Weapon List. The treasures that can be on the list are at least Tongtian Lingbao.
Han Changming nodded and asked a few questions, and Lin Qing answered truthfully.
After a while, a middle-aged deacon came up, handed Lin Qing a green storage ring, bowed and left.
"Friend Han, take a look at these spiritual medicines. What do you think? Do they suit your taste?"
Lin Qing handed the storage ring to Han Changming.
Han Changming flicked his wrist lightly, a ray of light passed by, and a large pile of jade boxes and wooden boxes appeared on the ground. He checked carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, he happily paid all the spirit stones and left Qiancao Tower.
An hour later, Han Changming returned to his residence.
Han Debiao and the other two had not returned yet, so Han Changming went into the basement and meditated.
A day passed quickly.
Han Debiao and the other two had not returned yet. Han Changming contacted Ye Xin and Ye Xue and learned that they were attending a gathering of high-level monks, so he did not disturb them.
"Uncle Wu, I have good news for you. I got some fifth-grade spirit wine, and the only thing left is the top-grade transformation pill."
Han Changming contacted Han Debiao and told him the good news.
"Okay, I get it. Thank you for your hard work, Changming."
Han Debiao said gratefully.
"No need to be polite to one of us, Uncle Wu. Don't hold out too much hope. The fifth-level spirit wine may not be able to attract a Divine Transformation cultivator. I'm afraid we will have to rely on ourselves in the end."
Han Changming warned him that he didn't hold much hope. It was obviously unlikely that a Divine Transformation cultivator could help deal with a fifth-order monster.
This is like someone using a magic treasure or a fourth-level elixir to ask Han Changming to deal with other Nascent Soul cultivators. Han Changming would certainly not agree.
"I know, let's get the Transformation Pill first."
Han Debiao agreed.
After putting away the communication disk, Han Changming left his residence.
A quarter of an hour later, he appeared at the entrance of Jinhai Tower.
Jinhai Tower was no different from yesterday. The lobby was packed with people, and many monks were drinking tea and chatting.
Han Changming came to the backyard and saw a simple green wooden house. A tall and thin middle-aged man was guarding the door. Judging from the fluctuations of his magic power, he was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.
Han Changming took out a green storage bag and handed it to the middle-aged man. There were 10,000 spirit stones in it, which was the entrance fee.
The organizers made a fortune from the admission fees alone, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, ten thousand spirit stones were nothing.
"This is the Spiritual Transformation Pearl. It can hide the senior's face. It also comes with some simple restrictions to prevent others from using secret techniques to detect it."
As the middle-aged man explained, he took out a round bead that glowed with green light and handed it to Han Changming.
Han Changming took the Spirit Transformation Pearl, injected magic power into it, and a soft green light flew out, covering his entire body, and he walked in.
There is a stone staircase inside the house that extends towards the underground. The stone walls on both sides of the staircase are engraved with a large number of mysterious spiritual patterns, emitting a strong wave of prohibition.
Han Changming strode in, walked through a long corridor, and came to a conference hall of about an acre in size. In the center of the conference hall stood a half-meter-high round stone platform, on which stood a green wooden chair and a square wooden table.
There were hundreds of green wooden chairs placed around the green stone platform, most of which had already been made.
Most of the cultivators used the Spirit Transformation Pearl to cover their faces, with the exception of two people.
One of them was the Taoist priest Zi Gourd. Han Changming did not expect to meet this person here. The other one was an old man in a black robe with sunken eyes, emitting an astonishing murderous aura.
There was not the slightest fluctuation of magical power from the Taoist priest Zi Hu (the purple gourd), while the aura of the old man in black robe was unfathomable.
Han Changming found an empty seat and sat down.
Time passed little by little, and cultivators came in one after another. Without exception, they all covered their faces with the Spirit Transformation Pearl.
After a cup of tea, the venue was filled with monks.
Han Changming was secretly surprised. An underground auction gathered hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators. From this point of view alone, it was ten thousand times stronger than the outer sea.
The sound of bells rang out, and a short, fat, round-faced old man flew onto the round platform.
The old man was wearing a green robe, had kind eyes and a friendly look, and looked approachable.
"I am Yang Feng, the old man, who will be in charge of this auction. The highest bidder wins. Let the bidding begin."
The old man in green robe gave a brief introduction, took out an exquisite green brocade box, opened it, and inside were three flying knives that were flashing green light. The blades were about a foot long and an inch wide, flashing a cold light.
"Each Qinggang knife is a top-grade magic weapon. The base price is one million spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than one hundred thousand."
Yang Feng's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the venue.
The first auction item is a set of magic weapons, and the subsequent auction items will not be too bad.
"One million!"
"One million and one hundred thousand!"
"One million and two hundred thousand!"
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The competition was fierce. Han Changming was not very interested in high-quality magic weapons. If it was a spiritual treasure, he might bid for it, but he would forget about ordinary magic weapons.
He looked at the Taoist Zihulu, who took a sip of the spirit wine and burped. The old man in black robe closed his eyes and rested.
This set of Qinggang swords was finally sold at a high price of 4.5 million, which was a good start.
"The top-grade flying magic weapon, the Green Dragon Boat, has a base price of one million spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than one hundred thousand."
Yang Feng held in his hand a mini flying boat that was shining with green light, and a mini dragon head was carved on the front of the boat.
A top-grade flying magic weapon has a fast flying speed. With a top-grade flying magic weapon in hand, it is very convenient whether you are escaping or traveling.
"One million."
"One million and one hundred thousand!"
"One million and two hundred thousand!"
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One by one, auction items appeared at the venue, including flying magic weapons, fourth-level formations, fourth-level elixirs, fourth-level sets of talismans, etc. Each item was sold at a high price.
A quarter of an hour later, after bidding away five bottles of detoxification pills, Yang Feng said loudly: "Next is the time for the finale auction item. The two wisps of spiritual flames, after refining, will be of great help in refining pills or tools."
He flipped his palm, a red light flashed, and two jade bottles shining red appeared in his hand.
“Spiritual flame!”
There was a commotion among the monks present, and Han Changming stared at the two red jade bottles in Yang Feng's hands with a fiery gaze.