Start with a blood-drinking sword and destroy the world of immortal cultivation

After Ye Buwen vomited the wine, he returned to the restaurant and drank and chatted with the restaurant owner Li Baoshi.

Zeng Xuanyu drank and ate alone, as if he was ignored by everyone and became an outsider.

However, he did not feel lost. He tasted his wine proudly and sneered in his heart.

"Let you, the ant, jump around for a few more days. When you go back, you will know the pain."

When he caught Ye Buwen's beast just now, he had already planted the Xuansha spiritual power in his body.

Once the powerful Xuansha spiritual power cultivated by him as a foundation-building cultivator explodes, it will definitely corrode this ant into blood.

However, he will not let the ant die so quickly so easily.

Only by letting the Xuansha spiritual power explode little by little can people taste the greatest pain.

When he can't bear the pain, he will take the ownership of the store and take away everything from the ant.

When Ye Buwen returned to the shop, Zhou Yi said excitedly: "Master, there will be an auction at the Xingchen Auction tomorrow, and there will be a third-grade high-quality talisman auction."

"Let's go and bid for it."

"Why don't you go by yourself? I want to try to cultivate spiritual power recently."

Although physical training can also make you stronger, Ye Buwen has never given up cultivating immortals.

There are external enemies now, and his body is also in the recovery period. He can only stay in Fengyun City. This kind of free time is just right for cultivating immortals.

"It doesn't matter if it's one or two days. It's very important for us to get the third-grade high-quality talisman."

"Besides, those who bid for the third-grade talisman are all foundation-building cultivators. Without you, how can we compete with the foundation-building cultivators?"

Ye Buwen finally saw it.

Zhou Yi is just timid and wants to find a backer to give him courage.

"Okay, I'll accompany you on this trip."

The next day, Zhou Yi closed the shop early.

Ye Buwen took everyone in the shop to the Xingchen Auction.

The Star Auction is located in a huge stone building, which is fully equipped with inns, shops for buying and selling immortal cultivation materials, and alchemy and equipment shops.

However, the main business is still auction business.

The Star Auction holds auctions every day, and there are six auction venues alone, which shows how prosperous the business is.

As soon as I walked into the auction, several auction staff came to greet me.

"Welcome, senior immortals. Do you have an admission ticket to the auction?"

Ye Buwen looked at Zhou Yi with a questioning look.

He didn't receive this thing.

"Yes." Zhou Yi took out an admission ticket from the storage bag, which read Foundation Establishment Auction, No. 1 Home.

The cultivator looked at Zhu Mingwu and asked carefully: "Is this little senior immortal with you?"

Zhu Mingwu took out a black jade card with white stars on it like a starry sky and said: "I am the descendant of the elder. This is the star token of my ancestor."

The cultivator looked at Zhu Mingwu with a high opinion.

I didn't expect that he was an insider with a background.

He picked up the token and read the words on it.

"So you are the descendant of Elder Zhu Wu." The monk nodded and returned the token to Zhu Mingwu.

"Which auction house do you want to go to?"

"I'm the same as the boss, No. 1 main venue."

Because there is an elder's descendant, the monk's attitude is much more friendly.

He said bluntly: "No. 1 main venue hosts the foundation-building auction. As far as the auction items are concerned, there are not many things suitable for you."

"No. 3 and No. 4 Qi Refining Auction Houses do have many good auction items."

"Don't you consider changing venues?"

"No, let's go to No. 1." Ye Buwen asked.

"Okay." The monk didn't need to stop him.

Zhu Mingwu was reminded because he was the descendant of the elder.

There was no Qi Refining Level 9 in the group, and there was also a Qi Refining Level 1 cultivator.

Going to the Foundation Building Auction is just to watch the excitement. It is estimated that you will not be able to bid for anything, and you will spend spirit stones to buy the admission ticket in vain.

Under the leadership of Zhu Mingwu, Ye Buwen and his group came to the No. 1 auction house.

Auction No. 1 is the largest auction venue of Xingchen Auction, and every big auction is held here.

Especially the annual Foundation Establishment Pill Auction.

In terms of the venue, it can accommodate tens of thousands of cultivators to participate in the auction.

However, this auction is a Foundation Establishment level cultivator auction. Such a large venue seems a bit cold and quiet, and the cultivators are sitting scattered.

Except for the maids and juniors, most of those who are of a certain age are Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Ye Buwen looked around and judged the strength of everyone here.

Among the hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators, there are eleven with a HP exceeding 1500, and the highest one is more than 2400, estimated to be a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Ye Buwen frowned slightly.

Because he saw a familiar person, a Foundation Establishment cultivator of Xuansha Sect.

Ye Buwen saw Zeng Xuanyu, and Zeng Xuanyu also saw Ye Buwen.

He was a little dissatisfied. Why can he see this ant everywhere?

Although dissatisfied, he did not act rashly.

The scene was full of foundation-building cultivators, and the tricks used in the tavern were easy to be discovered.

Leaving a bad impression in advance would easily lead to dissatisfaction and fear from fellow foundation-building cultivators.

Ye Buwen found an empty seat and sat down.

Lin Murong looked at Zeng Xuanyu, feeling dissatisfied.

This guy kept looking at her with aggressive eyes, as if he wanted to strip her.

Zhou Yi sent a voice message to Lin Murong: "Don't look at him, he is a foundation-building cultivator from Xuansha Sect."

Lin Murong felt cold in her heart, retracted her gaze, and stood beside Ye Buwen as a maid.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the auction began.

What surprised Ye Buwen was that the person who presided over the auction was Zhu Mingwu's ancestor, Zhu Wu.

Several beautiful female nuns, dressed in clothes that accentuate their figure, were responsible for displaying the auction items in an eye-catching manner.

"Fellow Taoists, the auction begins now. I am the appraiser in charge of this auction, Zhu Wu."

"Allow me to introduce the first lot of this auction."

The female nun held up a tray covered with red cloth and placed it on the booth.

Zhu Wu opened the red cloth and revealed the lot inside, a bottle of gravel in a jade bottle.

The gravels are all silvery white, and there are hundreds of them the size of a thumb, with a faint light shining on the surface.

"Star sand. The material for refining spiritual weapons. It can be used to refine high-grade spiritual weapons with the power of stars. It is also a metal material, with light texture and high hardness. It is also suitable for refining flying sword spiritual weapons. Increase the flying sword's escape speed and increase the flying sword's power."

"The purity reaches 90%, and the quantity can be used to refine two flying swords."

"The starting price is two thousand, and each increase must not be less than one hundred spirit stones."

This thing is useless to Ye Buwen. Unless he can refine the spiritual bone, he can eat this thing to cultivate the Hundred Alchemy Golden Bone.

The first person to increase the price is the 2,400-blood foundation-building monk. He has strong arm muscles and a tall and powerful body. He is probably an weapon refiner who often swings hammers.

To buy the refining materials for forging spiritual weapons, the skills should reach the level of forging spiritual weapons.

Ye Buwen secretly made a note that the weapon refiners were all talented people, so there was nothing wrong with remembering that.

In the end, the price of this spiritual weapon material, Xingyue Sand, was over 8,000 spiritual stones.

The boss who was suspected to be a weapon refiner increased the price crazily and violently suppressed all the monks with spiritual stones.

"Now, allow me to introduce the second lot. Xuansha Spirit Iron."

"This is a precious material born in the veins of Xuansha stone. It can be used to refine offensive spiritual weapons with the power of Xuansha."

"If the technique is appropriate, the spiritual weapon can have the ability to transform spiritual power into the spiritual power of Xuansha. It has extremely strong attack power. One blow can allow the power of Xuansha to invade the inner organs of monks and monsters and cause destruction."

"The starting price is one thousand and fifty, and each increase in price shall not be less than one hundred spiritual stones."

Zeng Xuanyu couldn't help but be excited, this thing was what he wanted.

"One thousand and six." Zeng Xuanyu took the lead in raising the price.

"Two thousand." The weapon-refining boss once again exerted his strength and participated in the competition.

The other monks also made sporadic price increases, but the main force in the competition was Zeng Xuanyu and the master refiner.

When the price increased to more than 4,000, Zeng Xuanyu couldn't help but stand up and said to the master refiner: "Master Yang Yan, Zeng Xuanyu, a disciple of the Xuansha Sect, is in great need of this Xuansha Spirit Iron. Can you please help me with it? "

"Furthermore, this object has the power of Xuansha. It is quite troublesome to make and may even harm the master's body."

Zhu Wu was dissatisfied. If it weren't for the Xuansha Sect, he would have driven them away.

This is an auction where the highest bidder wins.

Sell ​​rare items at high prices, bring more spiritual stones to customers, and make money at the same time. This is the business of auctions.

Zeng Xuanyu’s behavior is undoubtedly relying on favors and connections to suppress the auction price.

It slaps the auction house in the face, prevents them from making money, and also prevents customers from making money.

After hearing what Zeng Xuanyu said, the weapon refiner did not increase the price and became silent.

The consignor was also present, his face turned green, and he was cursing wildly in his heart.

Four thousand spirit stones just want to buy the thing he worked so hard to get, the shit from the Xuansha Sect.

Zhu Wu sighed in his heart when he saw the monk's face on the stage.

Although I sympathize with the monks, the price has been paid and the one with the highest price will get it.

"Four thousand one hundred spirit stones once."

"There are still no bids."

Ye Buwen raised the sign to increase the price: "Five thousand spiritual stones."

He said expressionlessly: "The auction depends on the price. If you can't afford it, give up. If you don't have a spiritual stone, don't pretend. It's no shame to use your background to build connections and ask others to give up. You're just like a beggar."

All the monks around looked at Ye Buwen in shock.

This level of Qi refining is so crazy that even Xuan Sha Sect doesn’t give him any face.

However, they liked it.

Don't pretend to be poor, you have to use your background to make them give up.

Are they embarrassed by your background?