Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Leave Yaolaitang.

Zhou Yiqiao found a corner, transformed into a gentle and jade-like young man, and walked towards the eastern city of Yaoyang City.

Due to various reasons, the number of shops in Eastern Fangshi is not as dense as that in other Fangshi.

The open space naturally attracted many casual cultivators to exchange interests here.

When Zhou Yiqiao came to Dongfang City, what he saw were many casual cultivators selling food on the street, which gave them an air of a mortal market.

He walked around to see if there was any treasure he needed.

If he could buy the magic weapon he wanted here, Zhou Yiqiao would naturally not want to participate in the so-called auction.

The high-profile display of wealth at the auction is really contrary to his cautious philosophy over the years.

It's a pity that most of the people selling goods on the street today are casual practitioners in the early stages of Qi refining who have just entered the path of immortality.

What was sold was only some basic elixirs and low-grade magic weapons, none of which met my requirements.

Zhou Yiqiao came to the kind-hearted strong man in the early stage of Qi Refining. After picking and choosing, he seemed quite dissatisfied.

"Brother, why are there so many Taoists in this city today who are in the early stages of Qi refining?"

The strong man heard a monk in the middle stage of Qi Refining ask and immediately raised his hand.

"Brother, I dare not take this position. My surname is Gao. Is this your first time here, fellow Taoist, in Dongfang City?"

Zhou Yiqiao secretly said that he was careless, smiled and returned the courtesy.

"Fellow Taoist Gao, I'll tell you the truth. My elders at home have just allowed me to go out for training. I just arrived here today."

"I've heard for a long time that Yaoyang City gathers many immortal cultivators in Luzhou. Seeing this street scene today, I can't help but be a little curious."

The strong man named Gao smiled bitterly after hearing this.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know. On ordinary days, there will be various casual cultivators gathering here in this eastern city. But today is very different."

"Fellow Taoists should also know that Yaoyang City is backed by the Yaori Sect of the Yuanying sect. In order to win over the hearts of casual cultivators, the Yaori Sect holds a Qi Refining Auction here every year and a Qi Refining Auction every five years. Base Auction.”

"Today coincides with the five-year period. Everyone has gone to the auction. Only us low-level monks with low strength and little money are still here."

After hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao thanked him, asked the strong man named Gao about the location, and then left.

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In the square square, a majestic treasure tower stands in the middle of the square. Compared with the cold flow of people in other places, many monks come and go here, making it extremely lively.

This is one of the fourth floors set up by Yaori Sect in Yaoyang City, and it is also the location where this auction will be held.

Holding a paper fan in hand, Zhou Yiqiao came to the front of the building openly.

He took out a piece of spiritual stone and handed it to the boy in front of the door. In exchange for an introduction to the lot, he walked into the building.

The golden beams, Stanley pillars, and glazed lanterns are just like the crowds of people outside the building, so prosperous.

Since the Qi Refining and Foundation Building auctions were held at the same time, the Yaori Sect was specially divided into two levels this time.

As soon as Master Ji Zhu, who had a strong aura, entered the door, Mei Jiao'e, who was in the Qi refining stage, came forward to greet him and took Master Ji Zhu upstairs to sit down.

Regardless of their cultivation level, monks in the Qi Refining Stage can choose their own seats on this floor.

Zhou Yiqiao was naturally not a fool. He found a seat in the back row away from the crowd and sat down, carefully reading the description of the lot in his hand.

After half an hour, the flow of people in the building gradually subsided.

A beautiful-looking woman in the Foundation Stage wearing a snow-white gown came to the stage amidst the soft calls of "Fairy Snow Fairy" and spoke in a sweet voice.

"Fellow Taoists, I am Yi Xueman, an inner disciple of the Yaori Sect. Today's grand gathering will be hosted by me."

"This auction is led by our Yaori Sect. The one with the highest price will win. The winner of the auction is protected by our Yaori Sect in Yaoyang City. All Taoist friends will take care of themselves."

Yi Xueman's tone was serious, but the monks really knew it and didn't care.

These words are just polite words to protect the reputation of Yaori Sect.

Perhaps you can indeed receive protection in Yaoyang City, but as long as you step outside the city, your life will be like a tree, and you will no longer have any connection with Yaoyang Sect.

Without paying attention to what everyone was thinking, Yi Xueman walked to the auction table with a graceful figure and raised her voice.

"The following introduces the first lot, five bottles of elixir for improving cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining, Shengyuan Dan."

"This elixir was refined by a master alchemist. Its medicinal power is 20% higher than that of similar regenerating elixirs. The starting price is one hundred spiritual stones, and each increase in price is no less than one spiritual stone."

I didn't pay attention to this item when I was browsing the auction introduction before. Now that I heard Yi Xueman's description, Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly and looked around. Sure enough, he saw the grandfather and grandson of Yaolaitang.

After all, the old man was in the late stage of Qi refining. Zhou Yiqiao just looked away after seeing it.

"I am still a fledgling person, and this person is auctioning this Sheng Yuan Dan with such great fanfare. If someone with an intention follows the clues and finds out about me, there may be risks. For safety reasons, I will not have contact with this person in the future and look for a new home. .”

While Zhou Yiqiao was thinking in his mind, this Life Yuan Dan had been photographed by a foundation-building monk with two hundred spiritual stones, and handed over to a female cultivator who was "personally serving" beside him.

"The next lot is five bottles of elixirs used to improve cultivation in the later stages of Qi refining, Yuan Ning Dan..."

This auction has a wide variety of items, ranging from elixirs and spiritual herbs, magical weapons and exercises, to rare and exotic objects.

There was still some time before the auction he wanted, so Zhou Yiqiao waited patiently.

"The next auction item is a top-grade magic weapon, a golden sword!"

"This magical weapon has a soft sword body, but the sword energy is like the wind. After injecting spiritual power, it can wrap around the fingers like a golden thread, and can also break the wind and cut off the flow. If a Taoist friend with the golden spirit root refines this sword, the power will be even more powerful!"

"The starting price is two hundred spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than ten spirit stones."

Yi Xueman has been presiding over various Yaori Sect auctions, large and small, for a long time. His words are seductive, and coupled with his charming tone, many monks are already ready to make a move.

"Two hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young monk blushed and raised his hand to signal, as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

Finally arriving at the product he wanted, Zhou Yiqiao was startled, listening in all directions and seeing in all directions.

"Three hundred spirit stones!"

"Three hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

The quotation for the Golden Silk Sword continued to rise until it reached seven hundred spirit stones, and the number of monks participating in the quotation began to decrease sharply.

"Eight Hundred Spiritual Stones."

Zhou Yiqiao finally spoke, with a smile on his face and a calm tone.

A voice that had never been heard before called out the price, which naturally attracted many people who were interested in buying the sword.

Several of them just raised their eyes and looked back, but some of them had fierce looks in their eyes, implying anger.

Zhou Yiqiao appeared unafraid on the surface, but inside he was extremely nervous and prayed secretly.

So far, this golden sword has not been participated by Master Ji Zhu.

If the foundation-building monks are involved, then for the sake of safety, even if this sword suits him, he can only give up.

Fortunately, as Zhou Yiqiao wished, after Yi Xueman counted down three times, no one raised the price again, and the golden sword was pocketed by Zhou Yiqiao.