Cultivation of Immortality: Starting from Fu Cultivation

Chapter 286 Lingbao·Zhentian Bell

"Two million top-quality spiritual stones for the first time, two million spiritual stones for the second time."

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's countdown.

When Nanyu Wentian thought that he had successfully captured this sixth-order top-grade Five Elements Reversal Formation.

Suddenly another person opened his mouth and quoted:

"Two million and five thousand top-quality spiritual stones."

The person who made the sudden quotation was Wang Ming'an, the second master of the Zhenbao Pavilion.

Nanyu Wentian's face darkened when he saw Wang Ming'an suddenly making a price to compete with him.

He glared at Wang Mingan angrily and said:
"Wang Ming'an, your Zhenbao Pavilion is really wealthy, right?"

After hearing Nan Yu Wentian's words, Wang Mingan's expression remained normal and he said:
"Lord of Nanyu City, this is the Dongxuan Auction House. Do you still have the right to not allow me to bid in the Treasure Pavilion?"

He had previously taken pictures of several sixth-level treasures, but now faced with Nanyu Wentian's bidding, the spiritual materials he carried were no longer enough.

A force that acts too domineeringly and does not have enough strength to support it will not last long.

This time Zhenbao Pavilion's behavior was obviously inconsistent with normal times.

But he was unwilling to let this top-level sixth-level formation, which covers an area of ​​15 million square kilometers, slip away from the hands of Zhenbao Pavilion.

In fact, his Treasure Pavilion also has a sixth-level top-grade formation.

Their Treasure Pavilion has decided to destroy Dongxuan City after the auction.

After hearing Nan Yu Wentian's words and feeling the probing eyes of other forces, Wang Ming'an felt relieved.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Ming'an.

They admitted that Zhenbao Pavilion's financial resources far exceeded most of the forces in the field.

After quoting the price, Nanyu Wentian looked sideways at Wang Mingan and said:

In their opinion, Zhenbao Pavilion's behavior in this auction went too far.

"This is the last offer from our Nanyu City. If your Zhenbao Pavilion can offer a higher price, then I, the city lord, will withdraw from the bidding."

However, Zhenbao Pavilion does not have the strength to crush all forces.

If it weren't for the sixth-order top-grade Five Elements Reversal Formation, its value would be too great.

In this case, Wang Ming'an naturally regarded the things in Dongxuan City as his own.

Wang Mingan will not continue to bid in the limelight to attract the attention of other forces.

Both of them were monks in the late stages of the Divine Transformation Realm, so neither of them could be said to be afraid of the other.

The forces among them who often deal with Zhenbao Pavilion are also a little puzzled by Zhenbao Pavilion's actions at this time.

"Humph!"

Compared to a bunch of raw materials, Wang Ming'an hopes to get this rare sixth-level formation.

Hearing Wang Mingan's words, Nanyu Wentian snorted coldly, and then continued to bid:
"Two, three hundred and five thousand top-quality spiritual stones."

And he slipped away due to lack of financial resources.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Mingan looked at Ye Qingxuan and said:

"Lord Dongxuan City, can you please bid first, and then the required spiritual materials will be settled after the auction?"

Having said that, Wang Mingan's thoughts are:
After the auction, everything in Dongxuan City belongs to Zhenbao Pavilion anyway, and it won't matter whether the settlement is settled by then.

Ye Qingxuan now doesn't know what Wang Mingan is thinking.

But when he faced Wang Mingan's plea, he refused without thinking:
"Fellow Taoist, Dongxuan City does not accept credit. This is the rule of Dongxuan City."

The Dongxuan City he established was already known for its strict enforcement of rules in the early days.

Now, how could he easily break the rules of Dongxuan City for the sake of mere interests?

Seeing Ye Qingxuan rejecting Wang Mingan's proposal, Nan Yu Wentian's heart suddenly dropped. He looked at Ye Qingxuan and said gratefully:
"Thank you very much, Lord Dongxuan."

If Dongxuan City agreed to Wang Mingan's proposal, he would definitely not be able to compete with Zhenbao Pavilion.

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and said calmly:
"City Master Nanyu doesn't need to thank me, I'm just enforcing the rules I set!"

At this moment, many forces in the field had a further impression of Dongxuan City's rules.

Ignoring other people's opinions, Ye Qingxuan spoke again with Wang Anming's gloomy expression:

"Since there's no one else bidding, keep bidding."

"The city lord announces that the last item is to be auctioned. Congratulations to Nanyu City lord for successfully bidding."

With a wave of his hand, the storage ring containing the array base and array disk in front of Ye Qingxuan suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared in the small teleportation array in front of the master of Nanyu City.

After the Lord of Nanyu City handed over the corresponding spiritual materials, Ye Qingxuan said loudly:
"This Dongxuan auction has ended successfully, everyone can leave."

After saying that, the entrance and exit of Dongxuan Paradise was opened again under the control of Ye Qingxuan.

Wait for everyone to leave one by one.

Ye Qingxuan waved his sleeves again and sealed the entrance and exit of Dongxuan Paradise.

Afterwards, his figure also faintly disappeared and left Dongxuan Paradise.

When he appeared again, Ye Qingxuan had already arrived at the warehouse in Dongxuan City. Looking at the mountains of spiritual materials of all levels, Ye Qingxuan smiled and began to count the gains from the Dongxuan auction.

Three days later.

In a valley not far from Dongxuan City.

Under the leadership of an old man, more than twenty people were sitting quietly and waiting quietly.

These people are all the Supreme Pavilion Masters of the Treasure Pavilion.

The old man at the head was Gu Daoxu, the Supreme Pavilion Master of Zhenbao Pavilion.

After a while.

Wang Mingan's figure suddenly appeared, looking at everyone and saying:
"Everyone from other forces has left Dongxuan City, and we can take action."

Hearing this, Gu Daoxu gently opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with light.

He stretched out his right hand and flipped it, and a simple ancient clock appeared in his hand and slowly rotated.

"Grand Pavilion Master, what is this?"

The person who asked was Bai Qingan, who was newly promoted to the position of Supreme Pavilion Master.

Not only Bai Qing'an, but also Wang Ming'an, the rest of the people in the field looked at the ancient clock in Gu Daoxu's hand with doubts on their faces.

Sensing everyone's doubts, Gu Daoxu couldn't help showing a proud look on his face and said:
"This is the true heritage of our Treasure Pavilion, the low-grade Lingbao Zhentian Bell."

The Treasure Pavilion can be passed down in Xingluo State for tens of thousands of years and survive countless life and death crises.

He relied on the low-grade spiritual treasure Zhentian Bell in his hand.

This low-grade spiritual treasure, the Zhentian Bell, was the treasure that an ancestor of the Zhenbao Pavilion found for the Zhenbao Pavilion before he left after he luckily broke through the Cave Void Realm tens of thousands of years ago.

After hearing Gu Daoxu's words, bursts of exclamations suddenly appeared in the audience:
"Low-grade spiritual treasure?"

"This, this clock is a spiritual treasure?"

"There is actually a spiritual treasure in our Treasure Pavilion?"

Although everyone in the field is the Supreme Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion.

However, after most of them were promoted to the Supreme Pavilion Master, the Zhenbao Pavilion did not use the Zhentian Bell.

Therefore, most of them do not know the existence of Zhentian Clock.

At this moment, the eyes of these people were focused on the ancient clock, with desire and greed hidden deep in their eyes.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Gu Daoxu didn't pay attention and moved slightly.

"Boom!"

The Zhentian Bell in his hand instantly emitted a deep chime.

The sound of the bell struck directly into the depths of everyone's souls, instantly waking everyone up.

Feeling the power of low-grade spiritual treasures for the first time, these people took a deep breath, and the fear rising in their hearts instantly suppressed their greed.

Seeing that everyone had regained their composure, Gu Daoxu quietly spoke:

"I will activate the Sky-shaking Bell later, and you will instill all your spiritual power into the Sky-shaking Bell."

"After the Zhentian Bell recovers, we will directly deliver a fatal blow to Dongxuan City."

Hearing this, Bai Qingan said doubtfully:
"Grand Pavilion Master, to deal with a small Dongxuan City, do we need to use our strongest power right from the start?"

Obviously, after seeing the low-grade Lingbao Zhentian Bell, Bai Qingan drifted away.

Bai Qing'an was not the only one who was floating, many strong men in the field also looked at Gu Daoxu in confusion.

Hearing this, Gu Daoxu glanced at Bai Qingan and chuckled:
"Boy, since you are the Supreme Master of my Treasure Pavilion, I will teach you this once."

"Remember, when dealing with an enemy, if you can kill him with one punch, never punch him twice."

"Otherwise, if you give the other party a chance to react, you may capsize if you are not careful."

When he said the last sentence, Gu Daoxu's eyes revealed a hint of reminiscence.

Although he did not tell his story, his eyes at this moment were full of stories.

The person listening nodded subconsciously.

Looking at everyone's reactions, Gu Daoxu took back the memories in his mind, nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Okay, without further ado, let's get started!"

After saying that, Gu Daoxu threw the Zhentian Bell in his hand and poured his own spiritual power into it.

In an instant, the Zhentian Clock enlarged slightly and rotated rapidly above the crowd.

When others saw this, they did not need to give orders.

Consciously, they all took action and continuously instilled their own spiritual power into the Zhentian Bell.

Under the infusion of everyone's spiritual power, the Zhentian Bell began to emit a dazzling light.

On the body of the bell, the mysterious and mysterious Taoist rhyme flows and evolves.

A special secret rule gradually emerged around the clock body.

(End of this chapter)