I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 24 The Inside Taste of the Fair
It was said to be a private trade fair, but Liu Jing took Luo Hong to the largest auction house in Fang City, and there were not a lot of immortal cultivators entering and leaving the takeaway shop at this time, and there was no privacy at all.

Perhaps seeing Luo Hong's doubts, Liu Jing gave him a general explanation.

The original initiator of the trade fair was a late-stage foundation-building cultivator who made excellent friends in Huangfeng Valley. His original intention was just to make it easier for his friends to barter with each other, and he did not establish any rules that must be kept secret. .

This person's friends are not only all over the seven factions of the Yue Kingdom, but also have old acquaintances in the neighboring Yuanwu Kingdom, so the chance of good things appearing at the fair is much higher than that of ordinary auction houses.

His friends have benefited, and they will often bring their friends when they come next time. After several rounds of transactions, the scale has reached a level that is impossible to hide.

Therefore, this person simply put the trade fair on the bright side and entrusted it to the auction house to hold it. Every time he took the stage to preside over, he could get a lot of money.

Foundation Establishment is the basic requirement for entering the auction house during the fair, but each Foundation Establishment cultivator can bring one person in.

Liu Jing and Luo Hong were led by the mortal maids in the auction house to sit down in a private seat, and then they served the spirit tea, and then they stood by the side quietly.

Luo Hong looked around and saw that there were similar seats all around, fanning around a high platform in the center.

"There are a lot more people this year."

Liu Jingmo counted the immortal cultivators at the foundation-building stage. There are nearly a hundred of them so far, of which [-]% are disciples of Huang Fenggu.

Hearing the unhappiness in Liu Jing's tone, Luo Hong wisely did not answer.

After drinking tea in silence for a while, the trade fair finally started,

The door to the venue was closed, and runes lit up on the surrounding walls, opening a powerful formation.

Immediately, an immortal cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, with a friendly face and a hearty voice, stepped onto the stage.

After taking the stage, he skillfully made a joke with a few old friends, which enlivened the atmosphere of the venue, and then talked about business.

"There are many new faces this year, and our rules remain the same. First, we will conduct the spirit stone transaction in the form of auction, and then let the daoists who need barter come on stage in turn."

"Not much to say, let's start directly. The first lot is the top-level magic weapon Qingyin sword."

Luo Hong put down the teacup and rubbed her nose, this opening remark is really too deep.

"Nephew Luo, aren't you lacking an offensive weapon? This voiceless sword is just right for the water movement technique you practice, and it can increase its power by a lot. Why don't you try to make a bid?"

Liu Jing's suggestion is entirely for Luo Hong's sake. Although this voiceless sword is a top-level magic weapon, it is not a top-level magic weapon.

Most of the cultivators present at the Foundation Establishment stage would not make any bids, which was a good opportunity for the accompanying Qi Refining cultivators like Luo Hong.

"Many thanks for the reminder, but the younger generation doesn't have many spiritual stones. Compared with the ruthless magic weapon, I still want to use it to exchange for some spiritual objects that can help cultivation."

Luo Hong is currently only interested in the extremely fast air-defense magic weapon, and nothing else is enough to seduce him to reveal his wealth.

"You're right, it's up to you."

Although Liu Jing has a good impression of Luo Hong, he does not think that a cultivator with a pseudo-spiritual root can successfully establish a foundation. He thinks that Luo Hong might as well buy one or two top-level methods rather than spend the spiritual stones on medicinal pills. It can also be passed on to future generations.

However, seeing Luo Hong's determination, Liu Jing couldn't bear to beat him, so he didn't say much.

After a few rounds of bidding, Qingyinjian sold an inflated price of 350 spirit stones, which was won by a female cultivator in the Qi refining period among a pair of double monks from the Giant Sword Sect.

The next two lots were also top-level instruments, but this time they were top-quality instruments, so they were scrambled by the monks in the foundation-building stage, and they were all sold for more than [-] spiritual stones.

"The next lot is a bit interesting, everyone, please see, this gourd is called [Jade Dragon Gourd], it is a treasure made by monks at the stage of forming pills with the fourth-level water dragon spirit bone, and the space in it can not only accommodate the water of a lake, And it has the supernatural ability to refine ordinary water into spiritual water. This is quite a rare treasure."

The old man Mian Shan held a gourd of moderate size, pure white and only a few stripes to show it to everyone.

However, before he could say the starting price, there was discord from the audience.

"Cut, this can be considered a treasure? Isn't it a small clean bottle that can hold more. Originally, the spirit bone of the fourth-level water dragon was a rare spirit material, but it could be burned by the pill fire of the cultivator of the pill formation stage. Even remaking it has become an extravagant hope. And the magical power to create spiritual water, can that thing really be imported?"

A rude man from Spirit Beast Mountain spoke rudely and condemned the jade dragon gourd as worthless.

However, what he said did make some sense, and most of the people nodded silently after listening.

"This fellow daoist from Spirit Beast Mountain, please leave some morals. You must know that the daoist who sells this treasure is in the venue, so be careful!"

The old man Mian Shan felt that this reckless man had messed with him like this, and that the Jade Dragon Gourd was about to pass out, so he warned coldly.

"Ah, misunderstanding, I'm not targeting that fellow Daoist. I'm just outspoken, and I'm willing to pay the starting price to buy this gourd as an apology."

There was a sly look in the eyes of the rude man in Spirit Beast Mountain, and the Jade Dragon Gourd was very useful to him.

His family has cultivated a kind of spiritual worm called [Bone-Eating Flying Ant] for generations. If it can be fed with the spiritual bones of the fourth-level water dragon, it is very likely to gain the opportunity to advance.

The old man Mian Shan was stunned when he heard the words, but he soon woke up and realized that he was being used, and his eyes at the rude man became even more disgusting.

"Hmph, the starting price is three hundred spirit stones, are you sure you want to buy it?"

"How can it be so high? Obviously, the starting price of those top-level instruments in front is only two hundred spirit stones! This is just a tasteless water hyacinth, how can it be higher than the starting price of top-level instruments!"

The rude man stared, and he actually wanted to bargain with the old man Mian Shan.

"The starting price of this treasure is three hundred spirit stones. You don't believe this old man."

The eyes of the good-natured old man became colder, and the tyrannical breath of the late foundation-building cultivation slowly pressed against the rude man who only had the initial cultivation.

"Okay, three hundred is three."

The rude man pretended to be distressed, and was about to make a deal with the old man Mian Shan, but suddenly heard an offer from behind.

"Wait a minute, this junior is willing to give out three hundred and one spirit stones to share the worries of this senior."

Luo Hong's voice clearly reached the ears of every immortal cultivator in the venue, there was a fight, and everyone became interested in the jade dragon gourd again.

"Nephew Luo, you don't have to do this!"

Liu Jing's expression was indescribable, with a bit of shame in his moving, and a bit of entanglement in his anger.

(End of this chapter)