Tempered Immortal

Chapter 378 Youzhou Chaotic Blue Ice Sword

Obviously Lin Xuan belongs to the latter.

After Huang Yin confirmed that Lin Xuan's cultivation was unfathomable, he welcomed him wisely.

Guided by him, Lin Xuan and the green-robed scholar walked deep underground along the stone steps.

A cave came into view. It was extremely wide and seven to eight feet high. Lin Xuan scanned it with his spiritual sense, and was slightly surprised. Qijuetian was really generous!

"Senior, this is here."

Lin Xuan looked around and saw that hundreds of monks had gathered in the center of the cave. It seemed that the trade fair was really quite large.

"Senior, please do your own thing. This junior has to pick up other fellow Taoists, so I'm leaving first." Huang Yin maintained a respectful posture when talking to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan waved his hand without any intention of embarrassment, and Huang Yin quickly disappeared without a trace as if he had been pardoned.

Lin Xuan didn't take it seriously, and walked towards the crowd by himself.

There, there is a high platform, which was built with the spell of turning mud into stone. Similarly, a lot of seats have been made with this spell below. Although it looks a little crude, no one will care.

The arrival of Lin Xuan also made many people look sideways. After all, most of these hundreds of people are still cultivators in the foundation establishment stage, and only a handful of masters in the alchemy stage.

Therefore, after discovering him, a beautiful maid immediately greeted him, and she was led to the front of the high platform under the mixed eyes of awe and jealousy around her.

Not only the viewing angle is the best there, but there are only seven or eight seats, and they are not cheap goods made by magic, but carved out of sandalwood, which is extremely exquisite.

There was even spiritual tea and a small plate of melons and fruits on the small tea table in front of him.

This kind of treatment is obviously very different from that of the monks in the foundation building period later.

Lin Xuan sat down on the only chair that was still vacant, and the other seven were occupied, six men and one woman. This ratio is not surprising. Women cultivating immortals, except for a few geniuses, generally speaking , far more difficult than men, those in the foundation building stage are still common, and those who can successfully condense pills are really rare to the extreme.

They also saw Lin Xuan, and naturally they didn't know each other, and their attitudes were even more different.

Some smiled and nodded, seemingly friendly, while others had their nostrils upturned, with a look of refusal to be thousands of miles away...

Some are full of hostility, without even hiding it.

And some don't care at all...

Lin Xuan remained calm, and half an hour passed quickly.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar jumped onto the high platform. He raised his hand and cupped his fists around: "Welcome everyone to come to my auction of Qijuetian. The following Haipeng, the comrades who are now invited Nine out of ten of them have already come, and the rest may be temporary, so we won't wait for them, if you agree, the auction will start now."

The monks below had long been waiting impatiently, so naturally no one objected, they applauded repeatedly, and Lie Haipeng nodded to a female nun next to him.

The female cultivator was tall and beautiful, although she was only at the agile stage, she attracted the attention of many people.

But those who cared turned their attention to the tray she was holding, which was covered with a red cloth.

Lin Xuan remained calm and swept it with his divine sense, secretly surprised that he couldn't find out what was covered. It seems that this red cloth is not an ordinary thing.

Surprise was heard all around. Obviously, many monks had the same thoughts as Lin Xuan, and without exception, they all hit a wall.

Lie Haipeng's face showed a hint of complacency; "Dear fellows, now we will auction off the first item: the ultimate spiritual weapon."

The best spirit weapon?

After hearing Lie Haipeng's words, let alone the first few alchemy stage monks, naturally no one would show any concern, even the rest of the foundation establishment stage monks, most of them also disapproved.

After all, although the best spiritual tools are rare, they are not so great, and they will appear in big markets from time to time. As long as there are enough spars, it is not difficult to buy them.

Perhaps this was just an appetizer, everyone turned their eyes back, Lie Haipeng saw the reaction of everyone clearly, there was no surprise or disappointment on his face, he looked confident.

He stretched out his hand and lifted the red cloth on the tray, on which was a small blue sword.

"Fellow daoists, listen to me. This blue ice sword is extraordinary. It was refined by monks in ancient times and has been passed down for millions of years."

Ancient Spirit Tool?
Only then did everyone become interested, and many foundation-building monks had already listened attentively.

"Moreover, its maker should have successfully condensed the alchemy. According to Lie's speculation, that senior should have collected some leftover materials after refining the natal magic weapon, so he refined the blue light sword spirit weapon, which contains copper essence. The proportion of jade mother is not less than 50.00% of the whole sword.

This time, apart from Lin Xuan and other seven or eight alchemy stage cultivators, the rest of the foundation stage cultivators were also moved. After all, although this sword is not out of the category of spiritual weapons, after adding magic weapon materials, Whether it is hardness, sharpness, or power, it is far beyond the comparison of ordinary spiritual weapons.

"rise!"

Lie Haipeng was very satisfied with the progress of the matter, and pointed at the flying sword on the tray, and the blue light sword immediately floated.

Then he closed his hands together, and when he separated them again, a ball of scorching white flames suddenly ignited between the two palms.

Innately hot!

This row of Haipeng is already at the Dzogchen stage of the alchemy stage, and this innate fire has naturally reached the point of perfection.

With a light push, the flame immediately wrapped the blue ice sword, but the next moment, a wonderful thing happened, the blue ice sword flashed coldly, not only was it unscathed, but it froze the white flame.

"what?"

This time even the short and fat cultivator sitting next to Lin Xuan was moved. It is very normal for a magic weapon to have such an ability, a spiritual weapon?
Sure enough, there are some ghosts.

"This blue ice sword has an asking price of two thousand crystal stones, and each bid must not be less than fifty."

Almost as soon as Lie Haipeng finished speaking, the monks below began to fight fiercely.

"two thousand."

"Two thousand and fifty."

"Two thousand and one."

"Two thousand one hundred and five."

……

Amidst the rising and falling voices, the price soared all the way, and finally it was acquired by a young man in the middle stage of foundation establishment at a sky-high price of [-].

Although this person's cultivation can only be considered average here, he appears to be rich and powerful, and it seems that there is someone with certain influence behind him.

After the first auctioned item was over, the interest of other people was also fully mobilized. According to the usual practice, the items at the end of the auction are more precious. The first appetizer is so extraordinary, but the latter is worth looking forward to.

(End of this chapter)