Family Cultivation: True Dragon Immortal Tree

Bu Suanzi's attitude was obviously warmer, "No wonder he is favored by my junior sister, he is really a hero."

Ye Changsheng smiled modestly and said: "Fellow Taoist Divination is a great compliment. Senior Sister Murong and I hit it off as old friends at first sight, and we have the same understanding of each other, and that's why we became Taoist couples. I hope you, Taoist Divination, won't be offended."

Bu Suanzi waved his hand: "No, no, as a senior brother, I just want my junior sister to be happy."

The three of them chatted for a while. The fortune teller suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I was invited to attend an underground auction tonight. It is said that there are many rare treasures. I wonder if you two are interested in going with me?"

Murong Qing's eyes lit up: "Underground auction? That must be very interesting! Husband, let's go and have a look?"

Seeing Murong Qing's high interest, Ye Changsheng naturally would not disappoint her, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, it just so happens that we don't have any plans. Thank you Daoist Fellow Bu for the invitation."

Bu Suanzi smiled and said: "Then it's settled. The auction will start at midnight. How about we meet at the Zuixian Tower in the south of the city then?"

The two readily agreed.

The three of them chatted for a while and then said goodbye.

Before leaving, Ye Changsheng did not forget to pay for the tea. The cost of one million spiritual stones made him secretly sigh in his heart, but seeing the satisfied smile on Murong Qing's face, he felt that everything was worth it.

After leaving the tea room, Murong Qing held Ye Changsheng's hand and said softly: "Husband, I am so happy today. Thank you."

Ye Changsheng replied softly: "Making you happy is my greatest wish."

The two of them smiled at each other and continued walking in the market, looking forward to what kind of surprises tonight's underground auction would bring.

It's midnight, and the lights are brightly lit in front of Zuixian Tower in the south of the city.

Ye Changsheng and Murong Qing were already waiting here. They talked in low voices and looked around from time to time.

Not long after, a familiar figure appeared in sight.

"Fellow Taoist divination, here."

Ye Changsheng raised his hand slightly to indicate.

Bu Suanzi walked over quickly and nodded to the two of them: "I've kept you waiting for a long time."

He took out two exquisite masks from his arms and handed them to Ye Changsheng and Murong Qing: "This is a certificate to enter the auction, and it can also hide your identity."

Ye Changsheng took the mask and saw that it was carved with complicated patterns and was of excellent workmanship. He put on the mask and felt a sense of coolness coming over him, and there seemed to be a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Bu."

Ye Changsheng cupped his hands and thanked him.

Murong Qing also put on a mask and asked curiously: "Brother Bu, where is this auction held?"

Bu Suanzi smiled mysteriously: "Junior sister, come with me."

He led the two of them through several secluded alleys and came to an inconspicuous courtyard. The courtyard door was closed, and a faded wooden sign hung on the door with the words "Car Repair Shop" written on it.

Bu Suanzi came forward, knocked on the door, and whispered: "The bright moon shines on the river."

A hoarse voice came from inside the door: "The tide ebbs and flows, but the river remains the same."

Immediately, the courtyard door opened silently.

The three of them filed in, walked through a messy yard, and came to an inconspicuous hut in the backyard.

Bu Suanzi opened the door, and there was a staircase going down.

"please."

Bu Suanzi made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Changsheng and Murong Qing looked at each other and followed Bu Suanzi down the stairs.

The stairs winded downwards, and after walking about a hundred steps, the view suddenly opened up.

A spacious underground hall appeared in front of us, brightly lit and bustling with people.

The hall is circular, surrounded by a circle of stands, and in the center is a high platform, which must be the auction stand.

The hall is ornately decorated and resplendent, in stark contrast to the dilapidated hut on the ground.

"I never thought there was such a world underground."

Murong Qing exclaimed.

Bu Suanzi smiled and said: "This is the underground world of the Golden Light Fortress's cultivation world. Most of the shady transactions are carried out here."

The three of them found a seat and sat down. Ye Changsheng looked around and found that everyone present was wearing a mask, and some were even covered in cloaks. Apparently they did not want to reveal their identities.

Not long after, the auction officially began.

A middle-aged man in rich clothes walked up to the high platform and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, tonight's underground auction has officially begun. First of all, I would like to invite you for the first lot."

As he finished speaking, a maid came onto the stage holding a tray.

There was a long sword with a strange shape on the tray. The sword was pale gold in color and the hilt was inlaid with a dark red gem.

The host introduced: "This is a third-level high-grade magic weapon called u0027 Red Sky Sword u0027. This sword is made of meteorite iron as the main material, supplemented by the essence of Lihuo. The sword body contains the power of Lihuo. , once sacrificed, it can turn into a red flame rainbow , with infinite power. It is said that this sword was once worn by the leader of the ancient Fire Shura Sect, and he killed three Taoist monks with one sword in the Battle of Nine Sects thousands of years ago. The starting price is 200,000 spirit stones. The increase must not be less than 10,000 spirit stones.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the audience raised a sign: "Two hundred and ten thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

...

After more than ten rounds of fierce bidding, the Chixiao Sword was finally sold for 680,000 spirit stones.

The second lot was quickly brought to the stage. This is a simple bronze mirror with complex runes engraved on the mirror, exuding a faint aura.

The host introduced: "This bronze mirror is called u0027 Taixu Mirror u0027. It is a third-level high-grade defensive magic weapon."

"This mirror is made of Jiutian Black Bronze, and the runes on the mirror are from the hands of the ancient Talisman Master. This mirror can not only reflect the enemy's attacks, but also absorb some of the attacks and turn them into your own use."

"According to legend, this mirror was once the treasure of Taixu Guan. During the invasion of demons a hundred years ago, it helped the master of Taixu Guan to single-handedly block the siege of three powerful demons. The starting price is twenty Every increase in price for Ten Thousand Spirit Stones shall not be less than ten thousand Spirit Stones.”

The bidding sounded again from the audience.

After fierce competition, the Taixu Mirror was finally sold at a high price of 720,000 spiritual stones.

The third lot is a seemingly ordinary folding fan.

The host introduced: "This folding fan is called u0027 Xuanfan u0027. It is a third-level high-grade wind attribute magic weapon. The fan bones are made of thousand-year-old black iron, and the fan surface is woven with the feathers of the spiritual phoenix bird."

"Once this fan is unfolded, it can stir up huge winds and waves, and even roll up mountains and rivers. It is said that this fan was once the portable magic weapon of an elder of Fenglei Sect. During the battle with the demon clan, it overturned with the power of one fan A thousand human demon soldiers. The starting price is 200,000 spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than 10,000 spirit stones."

Immediately, someone raised a sign and shouted: "Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

For a time, bids were heard one after another in the venue.

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Four hundred thousand!"

...

After more than ten rounds of fierce bidding, a monk in white finally won the mysterious fan for 650,000 spiritual stones.