Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

Chapter 270 Huge harvest at the auction (13, please subscribe!)
"80 spirit stones, this Geng Jing will be obtained by this fellow Taoist!" A middle-aged monk standing at the front of the auction hall said with a smile on his face.

On the sandalwood table in front of him, there was an emerald green tray with a piece of light golden ore the size of a walnut inside.

Wearing a mask, Han Li stepped down from the stage in a somewhat excited mood. After delivering the 80 spirit stones, Han Li took the Geng Jing away.

This time, in order to get this piece of Geng Jing, he not only used all the 50 spirit stones given by Lu Luo, but also used all the 30 spirit stones on his body.

This piece of geng essence the size of a walnut is enough to mix seven or eight flying swords. This time the auction is not a small gain for him.

"It's a pity, I have limited financial resources after all, otherwise, if I can get the fist-sized piece of Geng Jing in the back, it will be enough for me to scrape together a set of Great Geng Sword Formation!" Han Li thought in his heart.

In this auction, there were a total of two pieces of Geng Jing, and the one he bought was smaller.

It was also because there was a bigger piece at the back that attracted the attention of those sword repair sects, otherwise Han immediately took out 80 spirit stones, and he might not be able to get the Geng Jing in front of him.

"The person who took out that fist-sized piece of Geng Jing should be Senior Brother Ye, right? I remember he got a piece that was exactly the size of a fist in Manbeard's cave!" Han Li thought to himself.

In fact, in the advanced Yuanying stage, after seeing the Great Geng sword formation from the Qingyuan Sword Art, he has been thinking about obtaining the Geng essence from Ye Changsheng.

However, he has almost nothing valuable to Ye Changsheng in his hand, and he even owes Ye Changsheng two favors, which he has no place to repay. There is no room for bargaining with Ye Changsheng in exchange for Geng Jing!
Therefore, Han Li never went looking for Ye Changsheng!
Now, he could only look at such a big piece of Geng Jing and sigh.

Not long after Han Li obtained this piece of Geng Jing, Ye Changsheng's piece of Geng Jing was also brought up.

When a group of sword cultivators saw the Geng Jing, their eyes turned red.

The bidding was endless, and soon exceeded the 80 spirit stones that Han Li had bid for.

Seeing that the price of Geng Jing soared to more than 100 million spirit stones, Han Li couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Sure enough, a solo person like him can't compare with those great sects.

Han Li could clearly see that among those vying for the Geng Jing, there was Huolong Boy, the Nascent Soul he knew.

This person obviously came to auction this item on behalf of Gu Jianmen. When Huolong boy shouted out the price of 130 million spirit stones without changing his expression, the corners of Han Li's eyes twitched twice.

Above the auction hall, in a box, Ye Changsheng and Yuan Yao sat here, looking at the hot auction scene below with a smile on their faces.

It didn't take long for the price of his piece of Geng Jing to be pushed up to 180 million spirit stones.

At this point, the price increase finally slowed down, and finally, the price settled at 210 million Lingshi.

However, Huolong Boy, who had been bidding all the time, did not help Gu Jianmen to take this piece of Geng Jing. This fist-sized piece of Geng Jing was finally taken away by the leader of Zhengdao League, an elder of Taizhenmen.

After the auction of Geng Jing was settled, materials for Ye Changsheng's eighth-level demon pill and ninth-level monster beast were also brought up one after another.

Unsurprisingly, these things immediately aroused the pursuit of a group of Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the end, Feng Xi sold more than 230 million spirit stones for his body materials, and more than 80 spirit stones for the blood-striped shark's demon pill.

After deducting the commission from the auction house, Ye Changsheng finally got 500 million spirit stones.

"The speed of accumulating money like this is really fast, but if the auction house is in my hands, the speed of accumulating money will be even faster!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.

After getting 500 million spirit stones, he and Yuan Yao left the auction house, and Yuan Yao followed Ye Changsheng's words and went to the agreed place mentioned by Marquis Nanlong.

Yuan Yao walked to a seemingly ordinary stone house by herself, she walked over, and before she had time to knock on the door, the door opened.

A middle-aged man with a jade crown, a purple robe, and a long beard came out, and when he saw Yuan Yao's figure, his face showed joy, and he hurriedly said, "You are finally here, Fellow Daoist Yuan!"

"Fellow Daoist Nanlong is waiting for you!" Yuan Yao said politely, and was then invited into the stone house by the Marquis of Nanlong.

Yuan Yao was taken aback by the situation in the room, how could there be anyone in the empty house?
But then she swept her consciousness and found the forbidden fluctuations in the house.

At the same time, Nan Longhou also noticed Yuan Yao's actions, and said with a smile: "Of course, this little trick of this Marquis can't hide it from fellow daoist, so please come with me, fellow daoist Yuan!"

As Nanlonghou said, he made a formula casually, and a golden glow flew out from his sleeve.

After the golden glow passed, a white light flickered on an inconspicuous ground in the house, the illusion in front of him disappeared, and a dark stone step suddenly appeared.

Nan Longhou walked down without saying a word, Yuan Yao looked at the scene here, and followed immediately.

The stone steps are very short, almost before stepping in, the back foot appears in a small underground hall, and the soft white light of a few moonstones illuminates the place flickeringly.

At this moment, there are six monks in this stone house.

When these people saw Nan Longhou and Yuan Yao coming in, they turned their gazes over at the same time.

One of them, an ordinary-faced man in Tsing Yi, changed slightly when he saw Yuan Yao appear.

This person was Han Li, and when he saw Yuan Yao, his heart skipped a beat.

Why was Senior Brother Ye's Taoist companion also invited by Marquis Nanlong?
So, Senior Brother Ye also knows what's going on here?

Thinking of this, Han Li's heart sank slightly, and he felt that it might not be easy for Marquis Nanlong to invite them to this place this time.

Otherwise, Senior Brother Ye wouldn't have paid attention.

Han Li had a feeling that most of the things that Senior Brother Ye paid attention to were some extraordinary things.

"Brother Nanlong, is the fellow daoist you invited a bit unfamiliar?" A dark man asked in the corner.

Marquis Nanlong smiled when he heard the words, first introduced to Yuan Yao, and said, "This is Fellow Daoist Bing!"

Then, he turned his head to look at the crowd and said: "This Yuan Daoist is a person who has just conceived a baby not many years ago, so it's normal if you don't know him!"

"But when it comes to the Taoist companion of this fellow Taoist, everyone must have admired his name for a long time!" Nan Longhou looked at the people in the room and said with a smile on his face.

"Oh? Daoist companion? Who is the Taoist companion of this fellow Taoist?" Immediately someone asked, it was a beardless old man in white shirt.

"Her Taoist companion is Daoist Ye Changsheng, who is known as the fourth largest monk in Tiannan. Everyone here must have heard of his reputation!" Nan Longhou said with a smile on his face.

"What? It's him?!" There were several exclamations in the room immediately.

"Isn't Daoist Ye's Taoist companion the Nangong Fairy of the Moon Sect?" A suspicious voice came from the corner, speaking of a beardless old man in a white shirt. Like Nanlonghou, he was a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying.

After his words fell, suddenly, eyes full of doubts looked at Yuan Yao.

Seeing this scene, Nan Longhou immediately smiled and said: "Brother Yun is indeed worthy of being the elder of the Ghost Sect, and he knows the matter of Daoist Ye very well!"

Nan Longhou's words made the old man surnamed Yun show a hint of embarrassment.

He was originally a secret elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. He traveled around the world pretending to be a casual cultivator. No one had ever known that he was a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

After Ye Changsheng killed Wang Tiangu and Wang Tiansheng brothers, the monk surnamed Yun had no choice but to reveal his identity and return to the Ghost Spirit Sect to support the banner of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

But it was precisely because of this that some old friends who had a good relationship with him immediately changed their attitude towards him.

Because he always said that he was a casual cultivator before, so people feel relieved to associate with him, but now you have become a member of the Ghost Sect.

This has to make people wonder, is there some kind of conspiracy when you run out to make friends?
Nan Longhou was also one of the good friends of this monk surnamed Yun in the past, and he was also very annoyed by this person's disguise.

That's why he said that sentence just now.

Seeing that most of the people present were looking at Yuan Yao with suspicious expressions, only Han Li looked calm and did not express anything, Nan Longhou couldn't help a sneer in his heart.

There was a warm smile on his face, and he said slowly: "Hey, I don't know much about Fairy Nangong that you all mentioned, but this is Daoist Ye's family affairs, so we should not inquire too much about it!"

Listening to these people's conversations and seeing their suspicious eyes, Yuan Yao always had a faint smile on her face, without any expression.

She listened to Nanlonghou's introduction very quietly, and at the same time guessed in her heart, what was the reason for this monk who had been famous in Tiannan for hundreds of years to call so many people here.

There were as many as three monks in the mid-Yuanying period present, and it was obvious that what Nanlonghou planned was by no means simple.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yuan is here, fellow Daoist Ye probably knows about our gathering, right? As far as I know, he has also come to Tiantian City!" an old woman said suddenly.

"Madam Tai is right, but if Fellow Daoist Ye knows about this, you have to ask Fellow Daoist Yuan!" Nan Longhou turned to look at Yuan Yao and asked.

Seeing that most of the eyes on the scene were looking at her, Yuan Yao smiled sweetly and said:
"Of course my son knows about my concubine's coming here, but he has an agreement with Wei Wuya and fellow Daoist Wei, and he has to do other things, so he can't take care of our affairs!"

Hearing Yuan Yao's words, everyone present was skeptical.

If people like Ye Changsheng were really allowed to join in, no matter what Nanlonghou asked them to do next, these people would hesitate a little, or even refuse directly.

Nan Longhou's face was very calm, as if he completely believed Yuan Yao's words, and said: "Since Daoist Ye doesn't take care of things here, you should feel at ease, right?"

After speaking, Nanlonghou introduced the identities of the other people present to Yuan Yao.

In addition to the old man surnamed Yun from Ghost Spirit Sect, there is also a monk in the mid-Yuanying stage, who is Xuanjizi, the elder of Tianji Sect.

In addition to the three mid-Yuanying monks, there was the dark-skinned monk surnamed Bing, a cold-faced monk surnamed You, and an old woman, Mrs. Tai.

These six people, plus Yuan Yao and Han Li, a total of eight Yuan Ying monks gathered in this room.

Everyone here either possesses the consciousness of the middle-stage Nascent Soul, or although they are in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, they have practiced some secret method that makes the consciousness comparable to that of a monk in the middle-stage Nascent Soul.

The purpose of Nanlonghou choosing such a group of monks with strong spiritual sense to gather together made the people present curious.

When doubts about Yuan Yao's identity were suppressed for the time being, someone immediately asked: "Brother Nanlong, what is the purpose of you calling us here?"

Hearing the words, Nanlonghou looked straight, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Several fellow Taoists come from different forces, including the Righteous Dao, the Devil Dao, and the Heavenly Dao League, and there are also solitary cultivators who come and go alone, but I invite There is only one reason for everyone to come, and that is that your spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful!"

"About what I'm going to do, some fellow daoists already know the general outline of the matter, while others haven't discussed it, so I will recount the matter, and then everyone will decide whether to participate in this matter. If you don't want to, This Marquis will never force it!"

Hearing this, everyone's spirits were lifted immediately, knowing that the next thing was the main show.

"The purpose of my calling everyone here this time is actually to let you take a trip to the Mulan Grassland with me!" Nan Longhou said slowly after scanning the crowd.

As soon as these words were said, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.

"Brother Nanlong, you are right, are you going to Mulan Grassland?" the cold-faced monk surnamed You asked with a frown, as if he still didn't believe what he heard.

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood, I said that I want to go to Mulan Grassland, but I don't mean to go deep into the grassland, but just on the edge of Baili!" Nanlonghou explained calmly.

"That's also a very dangerous thing. I heard that after so many years of recuperating, the Mulan people are ready to move again!" said the monk surnamed You, shaking his head.

The other people all looked at Nan Longhou with ugly expressions, waiting for his explanation.

They all have some understanding of the current situation on the Mulan Grassland. Now that the two sides are about to go to war, the number of Mulan lawmen at the Nascent Soul level in the borderlands is by no means a minority.

If you fall into it, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The style of Mulan's world of cultivating immortals is quite different from Tiannan's. Because the resources are even poorer than Tiannan's, their monks have very few magic weapons.

In terms of competition of magic tools and magic weapons, the Mulan people are far from being able to compare with Tiannan, but they have been strong since ancient times, and there is a reason for it.

In the world of cultivating immortals in Tiannan, it can even be said that in all the realms of cultivating immortals outside this grassland, monks generally pay attention to magic tools and treasures, and rarely practice spells.

This is because after entering the alchemy stage, the power that the magic weapon can exert is far stronger than all kinds of spells.

Even if it is an advanced spell, although its power is comparable to the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the time and energy consumed to cultivate such a spell is immeasurable.

(End of this chapter)