Tempered Immortal

Chapter 658
Confucianism?

Lin Xuan was really surprised.

People in the world cultivate immortality only for the sake of longevity. The way of immortality has existed since ancient times, and it has been passed down for countless years, and the schools have spread even more.

There are numerous Buddhas, Taoists, Confucians, and demons, to name a few.

In addition, there are also some immortal cultivators of other races, such as the wizards of the Moyue clan, the spirits of the Kuiyuan clan, and even extinct sects that are no longer known to people.

When Lin Xuan was in Youzhou in the past, apart from an adventure in the Kuiyin Mountains, the monks he usually came into contact with, apart from people in the magic way, were Taoist orthodox monks.

As for Confucianism, it has long since declined there. I heard that their exercises are quite unique. Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's face remained calm, but he was quite interested in it.

Later, Lin Xuan learned a lot of useful information from the mouth of this peak. It turned out that there was a big river running across the east and west of Xuankong Island, which divided the island into two. With this river as the boundary, Pylori has been confrontational for nearly [-] years.

And this Fangshi where I am now is also one of the industries of Moyoumen, which belongs to the power of the Demon Dao.

As for the spiritual veins, there are naturally many on Xuan Kong Island, but they have basically been divided up by the major forces.

Lin Xuan listened with a calm expression, but kept all the information in his heart.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Zhang Feng brought Lin Xuan into a stone house.

The furnishings in the stone house were ordinary, no different from the shop next to it, but Zhang Feng was obviously a regular customer, so he gave the shopkeeper a wink.

The shopkeeper understood and nodded, and immediately a young man in green clothes led Lin Xuan to the backyard.

There are two green pine trees in the yard, and there is nothing else, but Lin Xuan's spiritual sense is far superior to that of monks of the same level, and he has studied Xuanji's experience, and he can tell at a glance that an illusion has been performed by an expert here .

Sure enough, the boy took out a piece of talisman paper from his bosom, murmured a word, and then fingered point by point, sacrificed the talisman paper, turned into a blue flame, and sank between the two pine trees.

A cloud of spiritual light exploded, and then the air in front of him twisted for a while, and a path appeared inexplicably in sight.

Although this spell was miraculous, with Lin Xuan's cultivation, he naturally didn't pay attention to it. He had no surprise or joy on his face, and followed the boy.

Soon an open space came into view, surrounded by thick fog, Lin Xuan released his consciousness, but he couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, needless to say, he was arranged with a formation.

Lin Xuan's heart trembled, but he didn't dare to make mistakes. After all, those who can hold the secret market auction are all well-established forces. Now he wants to find a place to retreat and practice, so naturally he doesn't want to make publicity and bring disaster.

The area of ​​this open space is not small, about a hundred feet or so. There are thirty or forty cultivators scattered here and there. It's early days, and there are even a few old guys in the Dzogchen realm.

Lin Xuan's face couldn't help showing a trace of solemnity, and after bringing him here, the young man in Tsing Yi returned the same way.

The arrival of Lin Xuan has also attracted the attention of many caring people. It is not because of his great cultivation, but because he is too young. You must know that there are very few exercises that have the effect of retaining beauty and are suitable for male cultivation.

But these people quickly withdrew their gazes. Apart from being too young, Lin Xuan looked too ordinary on the surface.

So many high-level monks gathered here, but there was not a single chair on the ground, but in front of the open space, there was a stone table about ten feet long, and it was also very simple.

But Lin Xuan not only did not despise, but raised his guard even more.

After waiting for about half an hour, several high-ranking monks came one after another.

Just when Lin Xuan felt a little irritated, a big man in a short shirt came to the front of the stone table and clasped his fists together: "I kept you waiting for a long time, the auction will officially start now."

"Wait, the old man hasn't arrived yet, what's the rush for this auction?"

As soon as some deep voices sounded, there was a faint sense of mockery in them. Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't help turning their heads to look at the place where the voice came from.

From the mist, I saw a fat man slowly walking in, with a naive look, and his figure is even more ridiculous, his height is five feet, but his waist circumference is probably eight feet, although it is not his fault that he is fat, but he is so fat It is a bit too weird to be out of proportion.

Lin Xuan was well-informed, but when he saw this person, he couldn't help showing a strange look on his face, but the next moment, his expression became very serious.

As the saying goes, people should not be judged by their appearance, and sea water should not be measured. This fat man has a ridiculous figure, but his cultivation is overwhelming. He is actually an old monster in the Yuanying stage.

"Patriarch Hunyuan."

"It turned out to be that old monster, Hunyuan. Why did he come to this auction?"

……

Lin Xuan is not familiar with the place of life, but among the masters in the room, there are naturally many well-informed people. At first, Lin Xuan was shocked when he heard the name of this old monster. The Great Elder of the Moyue Clan was exactly the same, but after listening carefully, he realized that this Hunyuan was completely different from that Hunyuan.

In front of this old monster, everyone had a lot of scruples, so naturally they didn't dare to talk about him indiscriminately, but from some words, Lin Xuan also learned some information. He is just a casual cultivator, usually with a pleasant smile, but his behavior is extremely vicious, and he has the reputation of smiling tiger.

With a smile on his face, Lin Xuan chewed it twice in his heart, and then laughed it off. No matter how vicious he is, he has nothing to do with him.

The others also looked away, lest they be targeted by this old monster.

You must know that Nascent Soul cultivator really has supernatural powers that penetrate heaven and earth, even if it is a casual cultivator, no force will dare to underestimate it.

"It turns out that it's Senior Hunyuan, who came to the city and really made this place full of glory." The big man who presided over the auction glanced at the old monster with a bad reputation, and his expression was quite strange, like surprise, like dissatisfaction, but on the surface, But he didn't dare to show it in the slightest.

"It's nothing, the old man is just an ordinary customer, you don't need to pay any attention to it, just preside over the auction." Patriarch Hunyuan said kindly.

"Yes, thank you ancestor." The big man didn't feel at all relaxed. This old monster was nicknamed the smiling tiger, and he turned his face as quickly as turning a book. One moment he was a kind elder, and the next moment he could slaughter others to fill the house.

Although this secret city was opened by the Demon Pylori Gate, in case the old guy gets hotheaded...

After all, many Nascent Soul Stage monsters are moody. Although he thought so, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and start hosting the auction.

The big man stretched out his hand and slapped the storage bag. On the stone table in front of him, a pair of fiery red hooks suddenly appeared.

"These pair of fire dragon structures are made of meteoric iron from the outer space. They are filled with 21 kinds of rare fire-attributed materials. They have not yet identified their owners. After you buy them back, fellow Taoists, you can use them after a little sacrifice..." The big man said, like Mana was injected into the hook, and after a while of dragon chant, the treasure turned into two miniature dragons about the size of a foot, swallowing clouds and mist in the air, and the big man said expressionlessly: "The reserve price is [-] crystal stones, fellow Taoists!" The auction can begin."

"I'll pay [-]."

"I'll pay thirty-two thousand."

"I pay thirty-seven thousand."

……

The treasure Lin Xuan is not indispensable, but with his eyesight, he can also see that the Wu hook is indeed a top-grade item. Generally speaking, the later in the auction, the more precious it becomes. There is a magic weapon of not low quality born, and it is really worth looking forward to later!
Just as Lin Xuan was thinking this way, his brows twitched suddenly, and he felt like a light was on his back. He secretly glanced back, but met the eyes of the smiling tiger with a round face.

There was a faint flash of strange light in the other party's eyes, but a very kind smile appeared on his face. Lin Xuan felt bitter for a while, but on the surface, he had no choice but to grin the corners of his mouth and return a stiff smile.

"Could it be that this old monster is with that bitter master?" Lin Xuan secretly analyzed in his heart, but felt that this guess was too outrageous.

However, although he was depressed, he was not panicked. With his current supernatural powers, with the help of Yue'er, and the talisman refined by monks in the separation and reunion period, he was powerless against the monks in the early stage of Yiyuanying.

But Lin Xuan didn't know that at this moment Patriarch Hunyuan was also muttering, this kid was so vigilant that he noticed him.

The two had ghosts in their hearts, but the auction continued.

It was the same as Lin Xuan's conjecture, and the following things were all over the top. All the monks present were high-ranking monks. Although it can't be said that everyone was rich and powerful, but few people were shy in their pockets. Naturally, the competition was very hot.

In all fairness, even Lin Xuan was moved by a certain spiritual grass in the back, but after thinking about it, he gave up. It wasn't because he was stingy with the spar in his arms, but because he didn't know why the smiling tiger was paying attention to him. A little more low-key.

However, what happened next was far beyond his expectations. Seeing that the auction was drawing to a close, the strong man took out the last thing from the storage bag.

It turned out to be a faint blue token.

This thing is about the size of a palm. It is blue and faintly made of unknown material. It has a simple and simple shape, and a large ancient character is engraved on the front-mo.

"Hey, this is the Elder's Token of Moyoumen."

"What is he doing with this thing?"

……

For a while, all the monks talked and whispered, their faces full of doubts, but Lin Xuan also noticed that a few people were excited, and their expressions were full of greed when they looked at the talisman.

Lin Xuan frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Everyone has seen that this is the Elder Order Talisman of Moyoumen. It was promulgated by the owner of the door himself. Whoever takes this treasure will become the elder of the door. All the treatment and offerings are exactly the same as other elders. The base price is 20 crystals. Stone, whoever pays the highest price will get it." The strong man raised his eyes and glanced in front of him, and spoke with temptation.

(End of this chapter)