Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1178: Visitors from Taixu Palace

Lin Fan originally thought that the Lingzhen Pavilion in Jinyang Prefecture was already extremely luxurious, but after seeing the Lingzhen Pavilion in the wall photo, his perception was once again refreshed.

The three-story "Treasure Pavilion" has a gilded flag standing tall. The flagpole made of agarwood is wrapped in red gold foil that has been tempered thirty-six times. Each fold is embedded with a glass mirror as big as a grain of rice, which cuts the light and shadow here into broken stars.

The tiles on the roof are all made from the carapaces of thousand-year-old clam spirits. Natural spiral spiritual patterns grow on the surface of the carapace, reflecting a strange blue-purple phantom light.

The entire roof at the top is made up of the spines of nine dragons in the transformation stage. The dragon scales are embedded with top-grade spiritual stones sold in auctions of all generations: moonstone, sun essence, and star sand, forming a flowing galaxy in the air.

On top of the six-fold flying eaves, the ridge beasts at the front are not the common Chiwen, but nine bronze Taotie, each holding a fist-sized luminous pearl in its mouth.

As they approached, Taotie suddenly turned its body and a pearly light lit up. It turned out to be a "qi whistle" that could sense the spiritual energy of monks.

The huge vermilion lacquered door was large enough for two people to hug together. The lacquer was mixed with mermaid silk, which shone with the rainbow luster of mother-of-pearl among the colorful materials.

The door knocker was a pair of jade frogs embracing each other, their eyes were alive. When everyone approached, the jade frogs suddenly opened their green pupils and backed away. The door made a heavy sound and slowly opened inwards.

Nine gilded dragons are coiled on the door lintel. The copper bells held in the dragon heads are not only engraved with the twenty-eight constellations, but each dragon claw also holds a different fragment of a spiritual weapon: a broken sword, a broken tripod, half a jade slip, all of which are treasures that have failed to be sold at auctions throughout the ages.

After crossing the high threshold and stepping onto the seemingly ordinary bluestone floor, the soles of my boots felt a slight vibration. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that it was made of gilded black iron.

Looking around, the square stone slabs seemed to be made of pigeon blood stones used for decoration, forming a "Nine-turn Spirit Gathering Formation". Standing on top, Lin Fan could sense the abundant spiritual energy flowing under the stone slabs.

On both sides of the inner wall, nine layers of exquisite lamps are suspended in the air, illuminating the reliefs on the wall, which is shocking.

The hundred-meter-long corridor from the entrance to the auction table is carved with scenes of the ten most vicious weapons ever auctioned: the blood splashed by the Hanguang Sword when it fell is real cinnabar, the inner demon reflected in the mirror turns into flowing black mist, and on the fox demon painting "Nine Heavens Ring Pendant" at the end, the painting actually oozes blood and tears with the viewer's heartbeat...

Lin Fan was immersed in this magnificent and magical feeling and walked into the auction venue unknowingly.

In an instant, the gilded dome on the top slowly opened, revealing the starry sky.

The pavilion-guarding bronze bells in the venue were spinning one after another, and the star patterns they released were connected to the Xuan Ji diagram on the dome. The spiritual mist from the moonstone bricks flowed into the ground along the Panlong pillars, and then through the gilded black iron floor tiles and into every brick, tile and wooden edge of the Lingzhen Pavilion.

The entire Lingzhen Pavilion seemed to come alive.

"How was it?" Du Xingyu turned around and asked Lin Fan and the other two girls with a smile. "Isn't it amazing? When I first saw the Lingzhen Pavilion auction, I couldn't close my mouth for a long time."

Jintong then quickly closed his mouth and couldn't help swallowing hard.

“This…” Mu Jingjing was dumbfounded. “Is Lingzhen Pavilion so rich? Gilded bricks, and the door is full of magic weapons… This…”

Mu Jingjing thought it was an exaggeration when she heard that Lingzhen Pavilion had everything for sale. But now after seeing all this, she no longer had any doubts.

"This is exactly the purpose of Lingzhen Pavilion." Yu Si smiled and waved his folding fan, "To move people's hearts with money, to calm their souls with treasures - what all cultivators in the world want is the word 'trustworthiness'."

"Yes," Shen Xiu's eyes swept across the night-shining pearls inlaid on the pillars, and gilded ripples appeared in his eyes. "When the magic weapons in the room rotate on their own, and when the star map on the dome coincides with the twenty-eight constellations, anyone would doubt whether even the way of heaven can be measured here."

"What a man who can even measure the laws of heaven..." A clear male voice suddenly came from behind, and applause like jade chimes rang out.

Mu Jingjing turned around and saw a group of monks in snow-white robes with wide sleeves hanging down to the ground standing at the entrance of the venue.

The leading man, with a towering white jade crown on his head, walked towards them with a polite smile.

"Xiuyuan's words are three times more interesting than 'everything can be priced' at the Taoism Conference many years ago. However, the weighing of Lingzhen Pavilion has always been very expensive. I wonder what Xiuyuan is interested in this time and whether he can get what he wants."

Combined with Shen Xiuyuan's immediately gloomy face and the funeral-like uniform, Lin Fan immediately knew the identity of the visitor - a disciple of Yuxu Palace, who happened to have set a trap for Shen Xiuyuan. "It turns out to be Master Yichen of Yuxu Palace." Shen Xiuyuan finally turned around and saluted in a proper manner.

Those who achieve the golden elixir can be called "true people", which means they are "in harmony with the Tao."

But unlike the True Person in the Nascent Soul Realm, calling someone a True Person in the Golden Core Realm is more of a polite flattery.

"Hey~ Xiuyuan is still the same as before, just call me Yichen." Yichen smiled gently and stood in front of everyone from Changtianmen. "After so many years of separation, Xiuyuan has become estranged from me."

His smile was very similar to Shen Xiuyuan's. Perhaps it was because of this similarity that Shen Xiuyuan lowered his guard and fell flat on his face.

Shen Xiuyuan lowered his eyes, neither responding nor refutation, pretending not to hear what he had just said.

There was a tense silence between the two groups.

Yi Chen chuckled and said to the other people from Changtian Sect, "I am Xiuyuan's best friend, Ling Yi Chen from Yuxu Palace. It's my first time meeting you, my junior brothers and sisters, so I have a small gift for you..."

As soon as Ling Yichen's fingertips brushed his waist, Shen Xiuyuan grabbed his elbow.

"No need!" Shen Xiuyuan looked determined, and looked at Ling Yichen in a serious tone, "Put away your virtuality... They don't need anything from you."

Ling Yichen looked at Shen Xiuyuan steadily.

The two of them just stayed in a stalemate, motionless.

Suddenly, Ling Yichen laughed, "Xiuyuan, why should you be polite?"

As he spoke, he raised his other hand, snapped his fingers, and a ray of light green light flew towards Shen Xiuyuan's front.

Shen Xiuyuan stepped back immediately.

But he was at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, while Ling Yichen was at the Golden Core. The difference in realms determined the speed difference between the two.

Shen Xiuyuan's face was colder than the black iron underground. Just as the spiritual energy was about to pierce through his clothes and penetrate his body, he suddenly saw white in front of him.

With a "ding" sound, Yu Sinian's fan blocked his front.

A figure flashed by and Du Xingyu stood beside him, glaring at Ling Yichen.

Shen Xiuyuan felt relieved and took a few steps back, bumping into the person behind him. A pair of hands held his arms tightly.

"Brother, be careful!" Yu Sinian's voice was filled with impatience.

Shen Xiuyuan looked back in surprise. Yu Sinian was behind him, and the fan...

Ling Yichen's gaze followed the fan and shifted to the person holding the fan.

He continued smiling, as if the attack he had just launched did not exist at all, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are Junior Sister Lin Fan, right?"

Lin Fan took back the fan and imitated Yu Sinian, fanning himself slowly and gently in front of his chest.

"I am. What can I do for you?"