Cool breeze, with the fishy smell of sea water.
There are various kinds of ships parked outside the island, and the slightly narrow road is crowded with people. There are merchants and family stewards who come to buy rare treasures from far away, and there are vicious water pirates. The monks who are also weird, it is like a grand event.
As for Chen He, just like those lucky passers-by who came to this island by accident, they looked around in amazement. It was hard to imagine how prosperous and lively they could be on a lonely island overseas.
The terrain of Hongyan Island is low in the north and south and high in the east and west. There is even a volcano on the island with white smoke and ash.
There are countless exotic flowers and plants, the houses are built according to the mountain, the high and the low are row upon row, and the crowd is going in that direction.
Chen He's eyesight was good. When he saw that the doors and windows of those houses were wide open, they were actually connected to each other. The windows were also different from those in Kyushu in the Central Plains. They were not pushed up and supported by bamboo poles. Enter indoors. The eaves are made of xiuyan jade tiles, with a crescent-shaped arc extending from both sides.
Strong ropes hang from the raised arches of these eaves.
Under the moonlight night, there was someone who took the lead in the wind, stomped on the rope, and passed by in a daze. He went down the four or five floors of the pavilion with ease, and entered a shop with brightly colored fabrics through the open window.
This is the market.
In the continuous building, there are stairs and corridors connecting up and down, left and right, and countless white ropes are hung outside for those monks who want to cut corners.
Many people who came to this island for the first time were shocked and speechless.
Even Chen He was no exception. He looked around in surprise: Can you do this directly in front of mortals
The butler of the An family followed, with his mouth open wide open, looking like a fool, rubbing his eyes vigorously, holding a big man passing by in a trance and asking, "This, this is Hongyan Island?"
Coincidentally, several female cultivators in cloud-necked costumes passed by the nearest house with endless laughter. Their skirts were fluttering, and their faces were beautiful.
"How... how come there are so many fairies? I'm not dreaming!"
The big man had a black cloth hood over one eye, and his complexion was dark. Impatiently, he threw the An family steward far away, and sneered: "Where's the poor guy? Could it be an idiot who honors others with all his wealth!"
The steward fell into a daze and didn't get up for a long time.
The desperados like the water bandit pirates are the most difficult to provoke. After everyone recovered, they timidly hid to the side.
"Poor ghosts, take a look, if you want to go in and see the world, you must at least make this number!"
"You! Dogs look down on people, we are safe..."
Before a follower could finish speaking, his mouth was covered by a companion.
The big man unceremoniously stretched out his hand and tore it up, and the tattered clothes were completely turned into a pile of rags, and the entourage was embarrassed and angry, the big man just carried the poor bastard and smiled arrogantly to the people watching the lively around: "Yes, You have money, but now? Your purse is our treasure chest!"
"It's pretty skinny and tender." The magic cultivator standing on the side of the road narrowed his eyes.
The monks in the crowd all cast their eyes on these embarrassed shipwreck survivors. They were not mocking, but their solemn appearance was like examining the cargo.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen He hid aside.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Yo, what a bone! Come over and let me touch carefully..."
"This fellow Daoist." Chen He turned to avoid, and released another strand of true essence.
"what!"
The man behind him became embarrassed, and the hand he had stretched out could only be retracted to make fun of him: "The Taoist friend's wonderful concealment method, but I'm rude! Misunderstanding!"
This guy is dressed very strangely, with neat bottoms, plain silk embroidered with gold and bamboo, but only a piece of white silk on the upper body, which is not cut at all.
Most of the arms are outside, not to mention the chest.
Chen He hadn't scolded this outfit yet, but the other party asked curiously, "Why does fellow Daoist look so embarrassed?"
"When I first came to Hongyan Island, I still didn't know the rules, so I simply mixed in with mortals to see." Chen He pretended to sigh, "Look at my bad idea."
This man's eyes lit up and shook his head again and again: "No, no, fellow Daoist is superior, pretending to be a shipwreck, he must have seen all these embarrassed guys on the island! If there is anything good, I urge fellow Daoist to give advice, I beg Heartless!"
"… "
Chen He froze for a moment, and said vaguely, "I'm afraid I will disappoint fellow Daoists!"
The man slumped and sighed: "Forget it, if it's really easy to find someone who agrees with you, I'll just stay behind and wait to pick up the mortals who drift over. Why do you need to come to Hongyan Island?"
After speaking, he bowed to Chen He again: "I am Tong Xiaozhen, a monk from Keyu Island in the East China Sea, please ask for your friend's name."
"Nanhai Loose Cultivator, Feng Shi." Chen He calmly reversed his brother's name and used a homophonic sound.
"Daoist friend came from the South China Sea to participate in the auction?" Tong Xiaozhen was surprised, "It's not easy."
Well, this is not a cultivation market, but an auction.
Chen He rummaged through the memory of the empowerment, and probably knew what the auction was about. He stood behind the tree, took out a new set of robes and a leather mask from the storage bag, and quickly replaced it for himself with magic. .
Auction, great place!
After the monks entered, everyone used a blindfold and circled around the field a few times, which was a good way to get rid of the trackers.
Wherever Chen He is busy now, he will drill wherever he goes.
It is best to mix a boat to the South China Sea after the auction, and then transfer to the boat sailing to Qingzhou halfway.
Tong Xiaozhen's cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan was a small realm away from Chen He, so his tone was quite polite, and the two came to the continuous pavilion side by side.
There is an ink-gold plaque hanging on the door: Self-come to Liang Shangyan.
Chen He was about to ask how much money he had to pay to go in, when Tong Xiaozhen fell lightly onto a rope held at the top of the lavish and gorgeous gate.
Chen He floated up after him.
I just heard the mortals who were waiting for the money at the door to exclaim: "It's two masters again!"
"No wonder someone once said that if you don't come to Hongyan Island to see it, you don't know how high the sky is."
"If it weren't for the risk of overturning the waves and traveling far across the ocean, I would never have seen so many outstanding masters, all of whom are experts from outside the world. I really underestimated the heroes of the world before."
Chen He:…
He seemed to understand a little, why the cultivators dared to wander here casually.
This is originally an overseas island, so it's okay to dress strangely, not to mention a worldly expert!
Along the way, Chen He saw a lot of extravagant goods of various colors, fist-sized gems, cloth shining like gold, delicate furnishings and antiques, luminous cups of red coral, and piles of beads of various colors, like gravel. It's anyone's choice.
You don't even need to light too many lights in the building, and the treasures shine.
"Brother Tong, where is the venue?" Chen He saw that the more he went up, the denser the ropes and the more monks.
"The biggest one is." Tong Xiaozhen raised his head and pointed to a four-story pagoda-shaped huge pavilion with a floating pink curtain.
Half an hour later, Chen He, who was seated at a square table on the lowest floor of the pavilion, was full of buzzing thoughts. He made a mistake! There are very few monks who use blindfolding. Fortunately, he prepared with both hands and wore a mask. Otherwise, he would stand out from the crowd and would definitely attract the attention of others.
But this - isn't it an auction
Although all the monks of the Jindan period sat in the hall on the ground floor, there were more than 300 people in this bustling and prosperous scene, plus the monks on the upper three floors. This Liang Yan Pavilion.
This means that those who are deliberately trying to catch him are afraid that they are also-
Chen He calmed down, like the monks around him, closed his eyes and said nothing.
In the lobby on the ground floor, you could vaguely hear the voices of bidding on the floors above, but could not hear the person in charge of Liang Yan Pavilion introducing the items.
"Don't fight for the two of you, you need to ask me what I want... I'm really sorry, you might as well look at the next one..."
"Congratulations to send the third floor distinguished guest!"
The last sentence was shouted out, and all the monks in the hall opened their eyes one after another.
"Brother Feng Dao, it's already on the second floor." Tong Xiaozhen looked at the ceiling nervously, "God bless, there are not many Yuan Ying monks here this time, don't take away all the good ones, then I will be in vain this year. Here we come!"
An old man at the next table stroked his beard and interjected: "No, once a year, on the fifth day of the fifth month of the year, the old man returned empty-handed for the first seven years, sigh, the old man is also better than lack! This time I hope to have a good harvest. "
Tong Xiaozhen was even more nervous after hearing this.
Chen He is pondering the strange auction method of Liang Yan Pavilion. It seems that according to the cultivation base, guests are taken to different floors. All the goods are first given to the monks in the Mahayana period on the fourth floor for inspection, while the guests in the spiritual transformation period on the third floor can only pick the rest of the fourth floor. of.
This is a good way to avoid conflict. At least the strength is equal, and it is enough to raise the price between each other. Otherwise, if you take out a peerless elixir, the low-level monks who can't afford it will look at it in vain. What's more, the low-level cultivators who took out good things didn't know what they were.
Chen He watched with cold eyes, and found that some monks like Tong Xiaozhen were so nervous that they were holding the table, some were pinching their fingers nervously, and some were muttering to themselves for God's blessing, it was very strange!
How can anyone participate in the auction, so worried that they can't grab something
"Congratulations to send the distinguished guests on the second floor!"
The whole ceiling shook, and then a small piece fell slowly.
Chen He looked up and found that the top three floors were completely empty, and he could see the spire of the pagoda when he looked up.
The ceiling fell to the open space at the end of the hall, and then more than a dozen Tsing Yi monks from Liang Yange slowly walked down from the second floor with a group of mortals.
Some of these people are ragged, some are luxurious, both men and women. The oldest weak crown, and the youngest are seven or eight years old.
There are more than 100 people in total.
Their expressions were not very good, many of them drooped their heads, and even a few younger children were crying and crying.
"… "
Is there a tooth shop in the world of self-cultivation? Liang Yange auction is sold by people
"Fellow Daoists have come from afar, it's been hard work." After finishing speaking, the person in charge of the auction scolded the mortal with sluggish eyes behind him, "What are you all like, you were not picked by the seniors upstairs, you are not talented enough , How can you be so ambitious and not greedy enough in the way of self-cultivation?"
The cultivators who had been waiting nodded their heads in satisfaction. Although they could only pick the last remaining ones, it didn't mean that they were happy to be despised by these mortals!
"Liang Yan Pavilion's old rule, the one with the highest price wins. These mortals are carefully selected by this pavilion from Kyushu, overseas, and even the Western Regions, and they are all voluntary. The least qualified can build a foundation, and the old man is innocent. With your eyesight , and how much they are willing to bid. If no one needs it, they will be left as Liang Yange’s person. If any fellow Taoist lacks a gatekeeper or entourage, another price will be negotiated after the auction is over.”
He said a word, and the mortals on the stage shook a little, and in the end, fearing to be the worst group, they all raised their heads and stood upright, looking at the monks in the hall tremblingly.
Chen He:…
Do the monks in the East China Sea buy their apprentices?
Or go to the auction to buy! ! What a lack of apprentices!
— Uh, yes. There are vast waves of smoke, the vast East China Sea, how many years does it take for a cultivator to take in his apprentices? Where can I find someone with the right qualifications? It's better to hand it over to a powerful person to act as a unified agent.