I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 110 Auction Storm, Fu Zhizhou's Breakthrough (Subscribe)

Wei Tu on the side, seeing this scene, heaved a sigh of relief.

He took away Zhao Qingluo's Foundation Establishment Pill, but he still felt a little guilty in his heart, worried that Zhao Qingluo's path would be delayed because of this matter.

——Although it is reasonable to repay the life-saving grace with Jidan.

But after all, he took it for himself.

Now that Zhao Qingluo succeeded in establishing the foundation, the sense of guilt in his heart also disappeared.

……

soon.

The red sandalwood chairs in the hall on the second floor of Baibao Pavilion were filled with monks one after another.

Among them, there are many mysterious monks whose faces are hidden by cloaks.

According to Weitu's observation, there are at least seven Zhuji real people sitting in the box on the third floor this time.

"Could it be that at this auction, there is something worth paying attention to by Master Zhuji?"

Wei Tu took out the invitation card from his sleeve, and turned to the back to read the auction catalog.

"It's similar to the previous few times. There is nothing to cherish. It seems that they are the last three finale treasures. There is another mystery."

Wei Tu secretly thought.

Apart from this reason, he really couldn't think of any other treasures that could attract the seven Foundation Establishment Daoists at the auction.

After all, the auction of Baibao Pavilion is held every five years, and the treasures auctioned each time are similar.

A quarter of an hour later.

A beautiful young woman dressed in cool clothes and with a mature body came to the jade case on the auction stage. She gave a slight blessing and said with a smile: "I am Lou Hong, and I am in charge of hosting this auction. On behalf of the chamber of commerce, I welcome all distinguished guests to join us."

After introducing herself, Lou Hong stopped talking nonsense, and she lifted the red cloth covering the jade case, revealing the first lot in this auction.

——A dark black ore the size of a walnut.

"First-grade middle-grade iron essence, weighing three catties and six taels, is the best spiritual material for making magic weapons. At today's auction, the starting price is thirteen spirit stones."

"Each price increase must not be less than two spirit stones."

Lou Hong's tone showed a smile.

"Seventeen spirit stones!"

The monks in the field immediately bid.

Iron essence is one of the common spiritual materials in the world of cultivating immortals, and the price is clear. For example, the price of this piece of iron essence, which weighs three catties and six taels, fluctuates slightly with the market, usually around thirty spirit stones.

If the auctioned price is lower than thirty spirit stones.

To them is to make money.

This is a "little leak" released by Baibao Pavilion to attract tourists deliberately.

"I will give out 21 spirit stones."

"Seven."

The shouts came and went, and the atmosphere of the auction was mobilized.

Including Wei Tu and Fu Zhizhou, the two of them also quoted a price for this piece of iron essence.

They would not refuse the Lingshi given to them for free, pretending to be noble.

"27 spirit stones."

In the end, this piece of iron essence was picked up by an old man in gray robe and collected in his pocket.

Reselling at this price can only earn some hard-earned money, and for all the cultivators present, the profits are a bit small.

If you bid again, you will lose money.

"The second lot is a pair of fire berries produced by the Shengjiang He family."

"This fruit tastes delicious, and it can also help cultivation. It is the best choice for cultivation and entertaining distinguished guests."

"The effect is roughly equivalent to a qi boosting pill."

The beautiful young woman uncovered the red cloth of the jade case.

Immediately.

A burst of fragrance filled the audience.

"Fire berries?"

Some monks moved their throats slightly and swallowed.

In addition to satisfying the appetite, the spiritual fruit has another advantage, that is, it can have the same effect as the elixir and increase the cultivation base.

In addition, when taking spiritual fruit, there is no need to worry about the erysipelas remaining in the elixir.

It's just... the price of spiritual fruit is often expensive, even more expensive than the same level of medicine.

For example, the starting price of the fire berry this time is [-]% higher than that of the "Zhuqi Pill" which can have the same effect.

Therefore, although the price of the fire berries in this auction was not high, there were very few followers.

Wei Tu moved a little bit, he is currently at the seventh level of Qi training, if he takes these two fire berries, he is sure to break through to the eighth level of Qi training within ten years.

Breakthroughs in the later stage of Qi training are far less easy than breakthroughs in the early and middle stages of Qi training. It is common to be trapped in a small realm for more than ten years.

But in the end...

Wei Tu didn't follow him.

Spirit fruit is expensive and not cost-effective, and most of them are bought by wealthy monks.

When he bought this spiritual fruit, it was still too eye-catching, and it would inevitably attract attention.

Make a fortune in silence.

Before the foundation was established, he didn't want to be too high-profile.

In addition, the Baibao Pavilion auction is held every five years. The next time he participates, there will probably be a spiritual fruit auction similar to fire berries. There is no need to buy this item in advance.

Another point.

He had to accumulate spirit stones to prepare for the purchase of Ningji Pill, and he didn't want to waste the money here.

This time to the auction.

Wei Tu was just thinking about moving, and planned to go out and walk around, and learn a lot by the way.

lean less.

The fire berries were taken away.

One by one, Lou Hong took them out of the storage bag and put them up for auction.

Many of these lots are the same as the previous iron essence and fire berries, and there is room for leaks.

The auction is halfway through.

The "Qi Dispelling Pill" that Fu Zhizhou was looking forward to finally appeared. He spent fourteen spirit stones to buy this pill.

"Regardless of the foundation, the plan is fast for a while, but in the end, it often means spending a higher price to make up for it."

Wei Tu secretly sighed.

Since breaking through the sixth level of Qi training, Fu Zhizhou has been in this state for seven years, and more than 100 spirit stones were "wasted" in the process.

The Qi-dispelling pill was just a pill that Fu Zhizhou bought during the process.

……

After the Qi-dispelling pill.

Several rare medicinal pills appeared at the auction, which made all the cultivators burst into joy.

"The items in the front are just appetizers at the auction, and the three finale treasures in the back are the real items in this auction..."

Lou Hong lightly dropped the jade hammer.

When the monks present heard this, the atmosphere became solemn and they felt a little more nervous.

They knew that the auction just now would not be able to attract so many real people who built foundations.

"The first finale... is the famous second-order elixir in the world of cultivating immortals—Zhuyan Pill!"

"After taking this elixir, your appearance will be fixed for the rest of your life, and even at the end of your life, there will be no signs of aging..."

Lou Hong's tone became agitated when talking about the three words "Zhuyan Dan".

His eyes, when looking at the pill bottle on the jade case, also showed a hint of envy.

Although Zhuyan Dan is not practical and has no effect on cultivation, it is an invaluable treasure for female cultivators who love beauty.

"This Zhuyan Pill, the princess is bound to win it, and I would like to ask all my colleagues...for the sake of selling my concubine..."

Halfway through the bidding, Zhao Qingluo suddenly raised her voice in the box and said this sentence.

The voice fell.

The cultivators looked at each other.

Lou Hong, the female auctioneer on the auction stage, even frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure flashing across her brows.

It's just that all the cultivators didn't talk too much because of the influence of Qiyue Zhao's Jindan family.

"It seems that Princess Qingluo has a short memory. Did she forget about the robbery so quickly?"

Fu Zhizhou communicated with Wei Tu's spiritual consciousness.

A few years ago, Kou Hongying also sent him a letter because of revenge for his father's feud—so he learned some inside stories about Zhao Qingluo being robbed and killed by Geng Wen and Old Blood Demon.

but.

Just when Fu Zhizhou had just finished saying this sentence.

Zhao Qingluo opened her mouth to bid, and directly raised the price of Zhuyan Pill from [-] spirit stones to [-] spirit stones.

This time, the cultivators were immediately speechless.

Lou Hong, who was in charge of the auction, softened a little after hearing these words.

Although the transaction price of a Zhuyan Dan's seven hundred spirit stones was a little lower than what she had imagined, it was still within a reasonable range.

Baibaoge is still profitable.

Hearing this, Wei Tu had a new evaluation of Zhao Qingluo: the domineering spirit has been restrained a bit, but not much.

But Weitu thought about it again, and felt a little relieved.

The family prestige is not in vain.

Moving out of Qiyue Zhao's house, Zhao Qingluo bids for Zhuyan Pill, which can save hundreds of spirit stones.

These notorieties are obviously difficult to fundamentally shake a Jindan family.

No cultivating force will be destroyed just because of a little notoriety.

Geng Wen also had no hope of building a foundation because of his old age, so he took the risk and robbed and killed Zhao Qingluo.

That time was an exception.

……

After a few breaths.

Zhao Qingluo got Zhuyan Dan into her bag as she wished.

Next.

Auctioneer Lou Hong began to auction the remaining two finale treasures.

These two treasures.

They are respectively, a second-tier middle-grade fire scale sword, and a longevity pill that prolongs life for ten years.

For the Fire Lin sword, not many people bid for it.

But when it comes to Yanshou Dan.

Except for Zhao Qingluo, the real people who built the foundation seemed to be crazy, driving up the price of this life-extending pill.

Raised its price to three thousand spirit stones.

"A ten-year lifespan, for the Master Zhuji, it is only two or three times of retreat."

"But this Life Extension Pill has met with such crazy bidding."

"It seems that the Foundation Establishment Realm is not as carefree as I expected..."

Seeing this scene, Fu Zhizhou's heart was shaken, and his Dao heart was a little uncertain.

The long road to immortality.

When he was cultivating Qi, it was so difficult to walk.

In the foundation building period——

How should I go?

The road ahead is dark.

There is hardly any light to be seen.

Originally, when he had no contact with the foundation-building monks, he was full of imagination about the foundation-building period, thinking that after breaking through the foundation-building, he could relax and enjoy a carefree life.

But now, after seeing so many master builders going to great lengths to snatch a life-extending pill...he had to accept the real cruel reality.

After leaving the Baibao Pavilion,

Fu Zhizhou told Wei Tu about his troubles and thoughts.

He wanted to hear Wei Tu's opinion.

Among the four brothers, Wei Tu is the one with the most stable temperament and the most comprehensive view.

"Fourth brother, do you still remember the time when the four of you and I were in the government office and fought against the prefect of He?"

Wei Tu groaned and asked.

"He Zhifu?" Fu Zhizhou heard the words, and his memory was pulled back to more than 40 years ago in an instant.

He thought of what Wei Tu said - he said that he was just a stable boy, even if he became a low-level military officer, his life would be better than before.

At that time.

He Fu Zhizhou was born as a general, even if he is suppressed, he has a bright future.

But Wei Tu and others are different.

Time has changed.

Now, in the world of cultivating immortals, his situation is similar to that of Wei Tu and others...

"The third brother is right. No matter how bad it is, it is better than before. Just move forward, and there is no need to worry so much."

Fu Zhizhou realized something. He smiled, shrugged his back, and jerked the bright silver spear on his shoulder. His face, which was slightly vicissitudes, regained the confidence of the [-]th high school martial arts candidate.

however.

Just when Fu Zhizhou walked away for a while.

The spiritual pressure in his body suddenly boiled up, as if he was accumulating a force and was about to vent it out.

See here.

Fu Zhizhou immediately realized something.

He ignored everyone's sideways glances and onlookers, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a "Qi Dispelling Pill" he got from the auction, and swallowed it with his neck up.

Nearly half an hour passed.

On Fu Zhizhou's body, the spiritual pressure of the seventh level of Qi training rose.

"This realm is finally broken."

Fu Zhizhou raised his head and looked at Wei Tu, who was protecting him, tears filled his face.

A man does not flick his tears easily.

Just because I haven't reached the sad place.

Seven years of penance.

The erysipelas he had taken had already been dissolved in sevens and eighties, and the accumulated spiritual power was also hidden in his body.

But he has been unable to break through.

At the end of the day.

There is a problem with the mood.

And this, there is no cure for medicine and stone.

If he hadn't asked Weitu this time, and got Weitu's "tip", I'm afraid it would take at least two or three years for him to get out of the haze of failure.

"I think my Dao heart is far stronger than the third brother who values ​​affection..."

"But in fact, third brother's down-to-earth, step-by-step Dao heart is far better than... a man who abandons his wife and children..."

Fu Zhizhou sighed.

then.

Weitu persuaded him to go home to visit his relatives, but he not only refused bluntly, on the contrary, he also turned his head to persuade Weitu not to help his children anymore...

It seems now.

He was not wrong in the slightest.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhizhou said his name three times, with a wry smile on his face.

His name is "Zhi Zhou", but he does not float randomly between the lake and the sea like a boat.

……

Separated from Fu Zhizhou.

Weitu returned to Luoxue Courtyard.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

This year, under the premise of not affecting his cultivation, Wei Tu finally completed the first sect task entrusted to him by Kou Hongying - drawing one hundred "Earthquake Talismans".

Wei Tu went to Danqiu Mountain post station, packed these earth-shaking talismans into a box, and handed them to Baishi Lake.

In the same year, in April.

Wei Tu met Wei Fei after a long absence.

"Master is gone."

"In the mundane world... the fallen leaves have returned to their roots."

When he came to Luoxue Courtyard, Wei Fei revealed this message to Wei Tu with a sad face.

As early as the last charity meeting.

Wei Fei once said that he would spend the last few years of his life with Master Wu.

Therefore, Wei Tu was not surprised when he heard the news of Master Wu's death.

"When your adoptive father died, you were never so sad."

Wei Tu secretly complained.

When he and Wei Fei were still serving as military officers in the ordinary world, and when the head of the Azure Dragon Clan died of illness, Wei Fei's reaction was far less severe than it is today.

In terms of time, Master Wu has only been with Wei Fei for ten years, which is far less than the time that Wei Jinghai, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, spent with Wei Fei.

of course.

Wei Tu also knew the reason.

The so-called righteous father and adopted son of the gang do not really have the affection of father and son.

Accepting the adopted son was just a method used by Wei Jinghai to maintain the rule of the Qinglong Gang.

But the wizard is different.

He and Wei Fei are quite "like-minded", and the relationship between master and apprentice is not tense at all.

"Before Master passed away, he asked me to give this jade slip to my third younger brother."

Wei Fei patted the storage bag, took out a light blue jade slip, and put it on the table.

"Master said that the reason why he only gave you the experience of cultivating immortals to the third younger brother is because he doesn't have much time and there is no need to show mercy."

"Before he left, he left his last words, asking me to pass on the inheritance to you, third brother, in order to allow me to accept this favor..."

Without hesitation, Wei Fei spoke out what Master Wu Xianji had planned before.

Compared with the master-student relationship with Master Wu, he and Wei Tu had known each other earlier, and they were true friends of eight worshippers, the Jinlan brothers.

"Senior Wu's wish, I accept it."

Wei Tu didn't refuse, and accepted the jade slip given to him by Master Wu.

Although his current cultivation level is already on par with that of the Immortal Wizard.

The inheritance of the fairy wizard is not attractive to him anymore.

But soon-

Piercing the jade slip with the consciousness.

The casual look on Weitu's face immediately turned into a solemn one.

(End of this chapter)