Xiu Xian: I can reincarnate in the heavens

Chapter 214 Spend a lot of money and fight Song Dao

PS: The previous chapter has been reworked.Regarding the time of the auction, it was the 150th year of Tiande.Added some paragraphs.However, it does not affect the subsequent reading.

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"Song Zhenjun has such a big temper..."

"Giggle..."

In the box of the Mingquan Sect, through the forbidden law, one can see under the black cloak, an exquisite female cultivator, charming and charming, covering her mouth and smiling coquettishly.

The smiling flowers trembled.

"Nan Lu, no wonder..."

"In the past hundred years, Nan Ling from Mingquan Sect was on the list of people and land. But before 300 years, the person from Mingquan Sect was Nan Lu."

"In the same period, the people who made the list in Feiyu Immortal Palace were Song Dao and the others."

"Song Dao is No.13 on the list of people, and Nan Lu is No.12 on the list of people. After the two reached the list, they are also close to each other..."

All the cultivators discussed, and in the sound of conversation, the grievances between the two became clear.

Song Dao and Nan Lu were formerly the pride of heaven.

Although slightly inferior to the current generation.

But in the past, fame was not to be underestimated.

"Song Zhenjun and Nan Zhenjun, both of them are members of the sect, arguing here has lost the reputation of their respective sects..."

"But it's not a good thing."

At this time, there was an old man with long brows and drooping cheeks in the field.

It was suspended in the air, gently stroking the three strands of clear beard under the jaw, and opened its mouth slowly, with the appearance of a fairy.

It's just that there is a golden halberd sticking out of his back.

On the blade of the halberd, there is still half of the dead body of a baby.

"The old man who buried the halberd?"

All the cultivators exclaimed with disbelief on their faces.

This old man buried with a halberd is a well-known true king powerhouse in the sea of ​​Wangchuan, and he was named after he forcibly killed the Daoist Yuanying of the Zhaoming sect.

The half-dead corpse of the baby on the halberd blade was none other than the corpse of the Taoist Yuanying who died in the hands of the old man who buried the halberd.

But after exclaiming, their eyes became hot in an instant.

It is conceivable that the old man who buried the halberd can come forward to maintain law and order. It is conceivable that this Baibao Pavilion auction will definitely have a grand finale.

The stronger the security at the auction.

Treasures are more precious.

This is a well-known thing.

"Since it was Senior Zan Ji who spoke, Song will sell the face of senior."

Song Dao showed apprehension, flicked his sleeve robe, lifted the curtain hanging at the door of the box with magic power, and then cupped his hands to the old man who buried the halberd as a sign of respect.

Strength cannot be judged by aptitude and realm.

The old man who buried the halberd belongs to the Dao Dan Zhenjun who is beyond the norm.

Although the quality of the condensed Dao Dan is far inferior to Song Dao and other Shangjiao disciples.

But because he practiced a lot of heretic secret arts, in terms of strength, he was far superior to all the monks of the same realm.

"Senior Zan Ji came forward, I still have to give this a face."

Nan Lu also lifted the curtain of the box, and greeted the old man who buried the halberd with a smile.

She lost respect for the old man who buried the halberd.

With Mingquanjiao as her reliance, it is common for her to discuss friendship with Taoist monarchs of the small sect.

If it wasn't for the fear that the old man who buried the halberd had a bad reputation and was not easy to provoke, she would not have apologized.

"The two true monarchs are too polite."

"The old man is only two thousand years old."

"Since we are in the same situation, just call me old fellow Taoist, you don't need to call me senior."

The old man who buried the halberd smiled and said modestly.

The Zhaoming faction dared to attack him because the Zhaoming faction only had one Daoist Nascent Soul, so there was no need to fear future troubles.

As for the disciples of Shangjiao..., he was full of scruples.Not easily offended.

The minister of the upper country is comparable to the lord of the lower country.

Don't look at Song Dao and Nan Lu inferior to him at this time, when they break through to the Daoist Lord, he will lie low in front of them instead.

Temporary combat power is not combat power.

"Seniors are polite."

Song Dao and Nan Lu didn't take the money, but bowed and saluted.

Soon, this small disturbance disappeared without a trace with the appearance of the old man who buried the halberd.

In the gap before the start of the auction, apart from discussing Song Dao, Nan Lu and their sect, everyone also became interested in Xu Xing, an abandoned disciple of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

"I heard that Xu Xing showed up in Beihuang, and it was in Hezhe Country..."

"The Saintess of the Starfall Sect is old with him. The last time Xu Xing exposed his traces, she was also related to the Saintess of the Starfall Sect..."

Some monks began to communicate with each other.

After these news leaked.

In Wangchuanhai, the monks from all sects and sects who were interested in Xu Xing were dumbfounded, and chose to die down, not intending to waste any more energy on Xu Xing.

Over the years, they have searched all over Wangchuanhai, just to find Xu Xing and to seize the inheritance from this abandoned disciple of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

"Unfortunately, Beihuang is too far away from Wangchuan Sea, one north and one south."

"With the protection of the Starfall Sect now, we can't catch Xu Xing."

"This time, it's time to talk about Feiyu Asgard's impatience."

Representatives of several small and medium sects chatted in low voices.

"What Song Zhenjun just said must be relevant..."

One person mentioned Song Dao's loud discussion in the box just now.

I think there is something strange here.

"Could it be that Xu Xing returned to Wang Chuanhai?"

Some monks guessed.

They felt that what Song Dao said just now should not be aimless.

"Who knows what Song Dao is selling? It is well known that he and Xu Xing have a rift. This time...maybe he borrowed our hands to come to Xu Xing and repay the old grievances..."

A wise man guessed Song Dao's conspiracy and warned the younger generation not to act rashly.

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This auction was still presided over by Yu Zhu, a beautiful mermaid woman whom Xu Xing had met at the auction last time.

Same as ever.

Several treasures at the beginning of the auction, Yangchenzhu, Baixingcao, and Baibao Pavilion were sold at a reduced price, and they were traded at a loss.

Let a few monks pick up the leak.

After half an hour.

The treasures were auctioned off one by one, and finally came the final auction.

All the cultivators present cheered up and looked at the three items on the auction stage that were covered with red cloth.

Although everyone didn't know what these three treasures were, they thought they would be the first-class treasures to be selected as the finale of the auction by Baibao Pavilion.

"At the auction 90 years ago, the three finale treasures were my cold sword, the vein of the evil spirit, the black gold stone, and the inheritance of the ancient sword cultivator that can be cultivated to the Nascent Soul..."

Xu Xing recalled the list of previous auctions in Baibao Pavilion, and looked at the auction table with anticipation in his eyes.

Mojinshi can be sacrificially practiced as a blood treasure.The power is better than ordinary magic weapons, and it will not affect the cultivation base.

And the ancient sword cultivator inheritance.

Although there is no inheritance of the Yuanshen Realm later, it is obvious that most people do not have the qualifications to cultivate to the Yuanshen Realm, so this inheritance is definitely enough.

Among the ten major religions, they all belong to the superior inheritance.

Sword cultivators are not a little stronger than ordinary law cultivators.

"I hope this time the preparations are sufficient."

Xu Xing subconsciously touched the several storage bags hanging around his waist.

Six interstate trades.

Helped him raise about 200 million Lingbei.

As for the finale auctions of Baibao Pavilion in the past, the final prices often fluctuated around tens of millions of shells.

The funds he prepared should be considered sufficient.

"This time the lot is...a surrogate puppet!"

In the hall, Yu Zhu lifted up the red curtain placed on the wooden case on the auction stage, and her voice suddenly became louder.

Whoa!

The tarpaulin was removed.

Under the canopy, a seven-inch silver puppet was revealed.

On the smooth surface of the puppet, the eight extraordinary meridians and Zhoutian acupoints are depicted with a Chinese ink pen.

It looks a little sinister.

"Replace the puppet?"

"The treasure of the puppet sect of the ancient sect?"

The cultivators in the hall instantly became more enthusiastic and talked a lot.

Some juniors who followed the seniors of the sect didn't know the usefulness of the dead puppets, so they were planning to ask aloud.

At this time, Yu Zhu spoke and explained the use of the dead puppet, "The dead puppet is the treasure of the ancient puppet sect. This puppet only needs to be fed with blood essence, and when the master dies, Die for once."

"However, after our Baibao Pavilion is firm, this dead puppet is incomplete, and the Tao is incomplete, so it can only be replaced by a realm below the Nascent Soul Realm..."

As soon as the words fell, all the cultivators present lost their interest.

The legendary puppet sect died for the puppet, but it can grow with the master all the time, and can reach the primordial spirit state.

And the surrogate puppet auctioned by Baibao Pavilion today can only help monks who are below the Nascent Soul Realm, and the effect is far worse than a star.

Below the Nascent Soul Realm, there are too many trump cards to help the monks save their lives, and it is not bad to replace the dead puppet.

It is conceivable that only some sects who are keen on studying puppet skills, or monks who are rich and generous, will choose to bid for this dead puppet.

The rest will turn a blind eye to it.

"The dead puppet has condensed the highest attainment of the puppet art of the ancient puppet sect..."

"It is rumored that the puppets of the Puppet Sect can be repaired with gold-free soil..."

Seeing that the monks present had lost a lot of interest in surrogating the puppet, Yu Zhu hurriedly said a few words to remedy it.

Trying to get the monks interested in this surrogate puppet again.

Speaking out the shortcomings of the dead puppet is not because she has lost her mind, but because of Baibao Pavilion's usual rules.

For the Chamber of Commerce, reputation is more important than a finale treasure.

"If you get the secret method of the puppet sect to repair the puppet, the value of this dead puppet... will undoubtedly be multiplied several times."

Yu Zhu said again.

At this time, the goal of her words is not casual cultivation, but the inheritance of ancient sects and families.

Casual cultivators don't pay much attention to long-term benefits.

But sects and families pay more attention to long-term benefits than short-term benefits.

Some losses, these big players can afford.

"Madam Yu, the time is almost up, why don't you talk about the base price of this treasure."

In the private room, a low voice came out, interrupting the introduction of Yu Zhu, a beautiful woman of the mermaid race, to the dead puppet.

"Okay, okay, honored guest, don't worry..."

"The bidding for this dead puppet will start now."

The corners of Yu Zhu's mouth were slightly raised, but she was not angry, and her words comforted the guests in the box.

She understood that this person was tempted by this dead puppet.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so impatient.

For monks, retreating and meditating are commonplace, and it is rare to see people who get angry because of a little delay.

Let her talk less, because I don't want too many people to notice the value of this replacement puppet, which will cause looting.

However, since this person is already tempted.Then the other monks are obviously already tempted.

Then, there is not much need to talk about it now.

"The starting price for this dead puppet is 650 million Lingbei!"

Yu Zhu hit the long case with a wooden hammer, and started the auction of this final treasure.

"1000 million Lingbei!"

Xu Xing didn't talk nonsense. Before the others could react, he directly raised his sign and announced the price.

On the way to bid for treasures, some monks would often lose their minds and raise the price of the competing products.

Since he regards this surrogate puppet as something in his pocket, it is better for him to make a final decision than to wait for others to raise the price and make the price inflated.

"Directly offer a high price of 1000 million Lingbei..."

"It seems that this real monarch is determined to win."

"I don't know which true monarch is face to face."

"It must be the leader of a well-known faction, or the patriarch of the family."

The monks in the hall whispered and guessed Xu Xing's identity.

1000 million spirit shells, even for Dao Dan Zhenjun, this is not a small amount.

Especially when buying a piece of shit.

Yes, this death puppet, in the eyes of all the cultivators, is a burden.

The daily life of most monks is to make money with cultivation skills such as pills, talismans, utensils, arrays, etc., and then practice in retreat to improve their cultivation.

Life and death fighting, very few.

A good fighter is killed!

Being brave and ruthless is not a long-term way of cultivating immortals.

"Since you are no longer raising your cards, Madam Yu, it's time to strike the hammer."

Xu Xing restrained Dao Dan's aura, smiled slightly, and looked at the auction platform.

Thousands of treasures, for the low-level monks, are children walking in the downtown area with gold.Will be mouthwatering.

However, it is not uncommon for Dao Dan Zhenjun to have tens of millions of spirit shells.

He just leaked the Dao Pill's breath just now, one is to frighten some people with evil intentions, and the other is to let all the cultivators present sell him a face.

Yimei's low-key is not low-key, but high-key.

If he really provoked some flies, although he didn't mind killing them, but the low-level monks didn't mean they didn't have connections and backing.

No matter which sect he belongs to, a Dao Dan Zhenjun with unpredictable origin and profound cultivation will be afraid of him a lot.

"I don't know the origin of this Zhenjun surnamed Yan..."

"Such audacity."

Hearing this, Yu Zhu frowned secretly, feeling a little unhappy.

Directly raise the finale treasure to a high price.

Then he used his cultivation base to intimidate and threaten other monks at the auction...

Xu Xing's actions are somewhat suspected of disturbing the situation.

"Forget it, 1000 million Lingbei. Although it is a little less than the estimated auction price, it is still within the acceptable range."

Yu Zhu sighed.

She intends to follow Xu Xing's words and knock on the hammer to end the auction of the dead puppet.

After all, the deal is done, no matter which faction it is, it will be cautious to offend an unknown Dao Dan Zhenjun rashly.

"Wait a moment……"

"Ben Zhenjun hasn't bid yet."

Suddenly, Song Dao's voice came from the exclusive box of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

"This friend is sorry."

"It's not that Song must compete with fellow daoists for this treasure, but... Song and Xu Xing are enemies, and they will have a decisive battle in the near future. Song must not let this dead puppet go easily."

Song Dao clasped his fists, cupped his hands towards the box where Xu Xing was, and explained.

At the realm of the true king, everyone is a figure with a head and a face.

They won't argue too much and hurt their face because of a fight for a treasure.

Song Dao's sudden bid, although according to the rules of the Baibao Pavilion auction, there was nothing wrong with it, but in the eyes of all the cultivators, this move was somewhat indecent, which inevitably offended Xu Xing.

After all, Xu Xing had already bid for a while, and even said something that made Yu Zhu hammer the hammer.This surrogate puppet was in Xu Xing's pocket.

Therefore, Song Dao's explanation at this moment is very necessary.

"If Fellow Daoist is willing to give this thing to Song, Song will be very grateful."

Song Dao raised his sign and raised the price of the dead puppet to 50 million Lingbei.

"I have heard for a long time that Song Zhenjun has the style of a gentleman, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved..."

"Song Zhenjun has the nickname of Timely Rain. If it wasn't for dealing with the enemy this time, Song Zhenjun wouldn't have done this..."

Soon, there were several chatters in the lobby and boxes, all of which were verbal support to Song Dao without exception.

In terms of public opinion, Song Dao was instantly one-sided, from being unreasonable to being justified.

"200 million!"

Xu Xing ignored the noisy voice in his ears at all, and continued to raise the sign.

He directly increased the price by 150 million Lingbei.

At the beginning of entering the world of cultivating immortals, he knew Song Dao's great reputation, and his friends were almost all over the entire sect.

Moral immaculate!

Zhicheng gentleman!

This is the persona Song Dao fabricated for himself.

If it weren't for the Jujian Daojun's power to overwhelm people and defeat Song Dao's edge... Song Dao would definitely be more powerful than today, with more than one level of cultivation and reputation.

"Song Zhenjun..."

"Nine breaths later, I'm going to hit the hammer..."

After Xu Xing raised the price, Song Dao didn't make a sound for a long time, and Yu Zhu raised his hammer to remind him.

"One breath!"

"Two breaths!"

"Three breaths!"

"..."

Yuzhu counts.

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The exclusive box of Feiyu Fairy Palace.

Song Dao, who was sitting on the chair, looked a little gloomy. His palm hidden in his right sleeve was clenched into a fist, and veins burst out on his face.

"Xu Xing..."

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even have enough money to buy a surrogate puppet today."

He gritted his teeth.

After Ren Yuanrui's judgment that time, his descendant Song Wei became Xu Xing's concubine, and his property in the Zongmen was also inherited by Xu Xing.

Although limited by Xu Xing's cultivation and the subsequent "heavenly change", some of his assets in the sect were preserved.

But it undoubtedly hurt his vitality.

He was imprisoned in the Black Fire Prison for 50 years without any improvement in his cultivation.

Then he married the Hai family, and only then did he get some respite.

However, the Hai family is not a boy of good fortune. Although there are many resources given to him, they will not exceed the amount...

For example today.

He only has less than 700 million Lingbei in his hands, and 300 million salable resources.

When raising the price just now, he also borrowed some spirit shells from friends present, and only then did he have the confidence to raise the price.

But I didn't expect that Xu Xing's financial resources were too strong, and he directly raised the price of the dead puppet to 200 million.

It was a full 150 million ring shells higher than the previous price.

Being a Lingbei is not money!

"Nan Lu..."

"Song, I ask you one thing."

Song Dao's clenched fist hidden in his right sleeve slowly let go, his face remained unchanged, Nan Lu taught by Yinchuan Mingquan, "Lend me some soul shells, this surrogate puppet, Song must take it."

Temporary compromise is not difficult for the emperor.

Collusion with foreign enemies?

Song Dao didn't care.

He was the first to be defeated by Feiyu Immortal Palace!
Without evidence, he was forced to be imprisoned in the Black Fire Prison for 50 years, and all his resources were turned into a wedding dress and sent to his enemy Xu Xing.

Indeed, he colluded with Shadow Killing Hall, intercepted and killed Xu Xing, and cut off future troubles!
But Feiyu Immortal Palace's judgment on him was not because of the evidence, but because of the power of Daoist Jujian, which forced him to take a step back...

"Song Dao, are you sure you want to borrow my spirit shell?"

Nan Lu was shocked when she heard this.After a while, he came back to his senses.

She frowned and said: "But I can lend you 500 million spirit shells at most, I can't borrow any more, and the remaining two finale treasures, I heard, have a human yuan fruit in them."

Human yuan fruit is of great use to Ningying.

It is one of the treasures that assist Ning Ying.

She will not give up this treasure easily.

Because it is related to her path.

"Human yuan fruit?"

Song Dao frowned and nodded, "500 million is 500 million. Afterwards, I will pay you back."

Generally speaking, Baibao Pavilion will not easily divulge information about the finale treasure at the auction.

Because once the news is leaked, there may be a lot of money in the first auction, but not necessarily the next time.

The financial resources of casual cultivators and small and medium sects simply cannot compete with the top ten sects.

It is something that Baibao Pavilion and some chambers of commerce do not want to let the top ten religions book the auction.

However, Baibao Pavilion will not commit suicide, and does not give privileges to go to school at all.

They will selectively disclose the news about the finale treasure to the Ten Great Cults.

"Thank you."

Song Dao thanked him.

(End of this chapter)