I am a support player in the cultivation world

Bai Hanshi looked at Lin Fuping who was standing obediently in front of him and suddenly felt a headache.

"you…"

Before he could finish his words, he saw his little disciple looking at him with tears in his eyes.

I can't say any more.

"Oh, forget it."

Life and death on stage is determined by fate. Besides, the boy is not dead. He just has broken arms and legs and broken bones. Under normal recovery conditions, he can't practice for more than a year. Who made him talk so badly?

When Lin Fuping heard the master say this, she knew she would not be punished. The tears in her eyes were instantly withdrawn.

"Thank you, Master. Master is the best."

Kind words don't cost money, the more the better.

Bai Hanshi glared at Lin Fuping and said:

"It's fine this time, but don't do this when you're sparring with your fellow disciples in the future. It will give other disciples a bad impression of you."

Fighting to the death is common in the ring, but it is rare to see a one-sided beating like my little apprentice. And that can't be considered a beating, it's a beating.

There is no obvious hatred between the two of them, so if they act like this, they might be feared by others.

Lin Fuping knew what the master was thinking about, and immediately assured him:

"Master, rest assured, I will never do that again. It's just that Wang Tianbao was too foul-mouthed this time. And seeing how arrogant he was, I thought he was even more powerful. That's why I tried my best. I didn't expect... that this is it."

Afterwards, Bai Hanshi gave Lin Fuping special guidance on these battles, allowing Lin Fuping to clearly understand her shortcomings. Then he asked Lin Fuping to prepare what she would need for the Qinghui Secret Realm in a month.

Lin Fuping bid farewell to his master, and when he came out of the cave, he saw his second senior brother standing outside the door.

The two exchanged glances, and Qin Ju said:

"You haven't been outside since you joined the sect. There are a lot of things to prepare for this training. I'll take you to the market outside to have a look."

After that, he was about to take Lin Fuping out of the sect. On the way, Lin Fuping returned to his cave to get spiritual stones and spiritual herbs, including the Qianli grass with a green glow on the top.

During the competition, Lin Fuping did not stop "feeding" the Qianli Grass. So now the Qianli Grass has matured and is infinitely close to the fourth level. Because of the limitation of the spiritual plant foundation, he can only watch the spiritual power contained in the Qianli Grass become more and more sufficient.

And there are other second-level spiritual plants. Cultivation competition is important, but spiritual plants are also important. Otherwise, there is no money for cultivation.

After leaving the Sword Sect, Qin Ju stopped.

"Hahaha, Junior Sister, you did a great job. I've always wanted to beat him up since I entered the foundation-building stage. But that villain hid in Fufeng and refused to come out. It's hard for me to attack him without evidence."

Qin Jue had been holding back his anger for a long time. If it was just him, he would have either attacked Fu Feng directly or used his family's power to retaliate. But the eldest sister was different. She was the face of the sect and a role model for the disciples. There couldn't be any mistakes in her actions.

But this time the revenge involved the senior sister more, so Qin Ju could only watch the villain helplessly.

Fortunately, he had a junior sister this time, otherwise he would have been sickened to death thinking of such a person in the Qinghui Secret Realm team. And the senior sister would not let him attack his fellow disciples in the Qinghui Secret Realm.

Now, the three of them can enter the Qinghui Secret Realm, and that villain can only lie dead on Fufeng Mountain.

Lin Fuping just glanced at him.

"You suffered at his hands in the first place!? Second Brother, you can't do this!"

Lin Fuping raised his index finger and shook it at Qin Jue.

Qin Jue blushed when he heard this.

"That was because I was still young, and I was only at the eighth level of Qi training at that time. He had already established his foundation."

"But I'm only eight years old now, and I'm in the middle stage of foundation building, while he's in the late stage."

Qin Ju was held back and thought for a long time before saying

"It was Senior Sister who suffered the loss, not just me."

What's the point of being ridiculed by yourself? You must pull in another person.

"Tsk, if it wasn't for you, the senior sister wouldn't have suffered. The senior sister is the most powerful." (???)

Lin Fuping's Starry Eyes

"You are just a flower maniac. You always say that Senior Sister is better than you. Then go down the mountain and buy things by yourself."

Qin Ju was not convinced. The eldest senior sister was very good. But was his second senior brother so bad? He turned around and left without paying any attention to Lin Fuping.

"Oh no, Second Brother is jealous."

Seeing this, Lin Fuping immediately followed him like a servile person, saying a bunch of nice things without asking for money. The two of them walked away.

At the foot of Jianzong Mountain, only a thousand miles away, there are four markets in the east, south, west and north. The largest and most comprehensive one is the East Market, which is where the two of them are now.

Lin Fuping was wearing a black cape and a silver mask, looking around constantly. Next to him was Qin Jue, who was dressed in the same way.

Before entering the market, Qin Ju had already prepared this outfit. After all, the market was full of people, and he and his junior sister were taught by the master. It was better to keep a low profile when outside.

The main reason is that you are not strong enough, don't be too arrogant. It is easy to be used as a target.

This cloak and mask were both taken from Qin Jue's home. They can be used to easily hide oneself and prevent the spiritual consciousness of cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage from spying on her.

"That's enough. Stop acting like an inexperienced person."

“But I’ve never seen it before.”

The main focus is sincerity.

Qin Jue was blocked again and had nothing to say. He could only whisper scientific knowledge to Lin Fuping as he walked.

Then Lin Fuping came to know that there were individual stalls, shops and auction houses in the market town.

Street stalls are where the monks take out things they don’t need at the moment, some of which have clear uses, and some of which they don’t know what they are doing but feel are useful, like blind boxes.

The shop was opened by a family of immortal cultivators. There are hundreds of ways to cultivate immortality, and each one is different. However, the most popular ones are elixirs, talismans, formations, and instruments.

The auction house is very simple, divided into different levels. The lowest one is available every day, and you can enter with one low-grade spirit stone. It is aimed at cultivators who practice Qi and build foundations. The speed is very fast, and it can't be called an auction. It can only be regarded as a simple sale of things.

The intermediate level is for Jindan Yuanying cultivators. It happens once a year. Ten medium-grade spirit stones are required. Basically, they are third-grade spirit pills, spirit plants, talisman formations, and Xuan-grade spirit tools. Occasionally, fourth-grade or earth-grade lower-grade spirit tools will appear.

The advanced ones are aimed at the cultivators who have reached the stage of transformation into spirit and refining into emptiness. They are held every ten years. Qin Jue has never been there, so he does not know.

Qin Ju brought Lin Fuping down the mountain this time just for the intermediate auction.

When the two arrived at the auction, Lin Fuping, who was there for the first time, felt that the building in front of him was magnificent and sparkling with the aura of a nouveau riche.

My eyes are going blind. Lin Fuping shed tears.

Lin Fuping followed Qin Jue into the main entrance of the auction... and the small door next to it.

The main door is the entrance to the auction, and the small door next to it is for monks to auction and appraise the value of items.

At Lin Fuping's request, Qin Ju had no choice but to bring her here first and sell the spiritual plant.

Choose a team with fewer people to line up and wait for identification. After a while, it was Lin Fuping's turn. So Lin Fuping went in alone, leaving Qin Jue outside.

In the appraisal room, Lin Fuping walked up to the appraiser. Without saying a word, he placed a hundred second-level spiritual plants on the table. The appraiser was not surprised. After all, low-level spiritual plants can only be auctioned by quantity. Otherwise, it would be meaningless to participate in the auction.

The appraiser examined the spiritual plant very quickly.

"One hundred second-level spiritual plants, growing well. Starting price: 75 high-quality spiritual stones. 5% handling fee. Objections allowed."

Lin Fuping shook his head, but after the appraiser collected the spiritual plant, he took out a jade box, which contained the Qianli grass.

After the appraiser opened the preliminary appraisal, he was slightly hesitant. After repeated tests, he still couldn't figure it out.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Lin Fuping was no longer as casual as before.

"Please wait a moment, my dear guest. I am waiting for you to see this spiritual plant."

Only after Lin Fuping nodded did he walk towards the room behind the door.

After a while, a middle-aged man with an imposing manner came out. He nodded to Lin Fuping before picking up the Qianli Grass and examining it carefully.

"The Qianli grass, which should have been in the lower third level, is now infinitely close to the fourth level. The spiritual power in it is even more abundant. If..."

The middle-aged man kept thinking in his mind. After a while, he looked up and said:

"We can buy this Qianli Grass for three hundred high-grade spirit stones at the auction."

"I want to auction"

A hoarse voice sounded. In order to better hide himself, Lin Fuping took a voice-changing pill before entering the market.

Middle-aged man frowning

"Three Hundred and Fifty Spiritual Stones"

Lin Fuping still shook his head

Middle-aged people are helpless.

"In that case, let's start the auction at 200 high-grade spirit stones."

He handed the spiritual plant to the appraiser behind him and turned away.

Just as he was about to walk back to the door, he suddenly stopped.

"I wonder if you could tell me the source of this spiritual plant? The auction house is willing to buy this information."

What he was interested in was not the Qianli Grass, but the method that the Qianli Grass could use to break through its natural limitations.

"I got it by chance in a secret realm. When I got the spiritual plant, the secret realm had already collapsed."

Lin Fuping told the source that he had thought of a long time ago.

The middle-aged man also sighed and shook his head. After all, the secret realm is also unpredictable.

After he left, the appraiser handed over a jade plaque.

"You, my dear guest, can participate in the auction with this jade token. After the auction, come here to claim your spirit stones and auctioned items. If you exceed the limit, you will be refunded. If you exceed the limit, you will be compensated."

Lin Fuping took the jade token and walked out the door.

Inside the door behind the appraiser, the middle-aged man watched Lin Fuping leave.

"His bone age is not too old, but his cultivation is quite high. I wonder which Sword Sect master he is..."

Outside the door, Qin Ju was waiting boredly. After all, Junior Sister had been in there for a while. If Qin Ju hadn't trusted the auction and was sure Junior Sister didn't have any valuables on her, he would have rushed in long ago.

For a junior sister like this, it is impossible for her to give away valuable treasures even if she has them.

Finally, when Qin Jue looked at the appraisal room again, the door opened and Lin Fuping walked out.

"You're finally out."

A honest voice sounded.

Under Lin Fuping's strong request, Qin Ju had no choice but to take the voice-changing pill. After all, if he was exposed, it would be like covering up his loneliness.

Lin Fuping nodded and waved the jade token in his hand towards him. Qin Ju understood. He stopped talking and took Lin Fuping to the auction hall.