Chapter 230: The Golden Core Master Sits High, and the Foundation-Building Masters Are Lined Up

Chapter 230 Master Jindan sits high, while Foundation Establishment and Overhaul cultivators sit in rows.

Yunshan Sect has been building momentum for the Immortal City Auction for a long time.

Countless casual cultivators in the fairy city have been waiting for it for a long time.

Those with a rich net worth and sufficient military exploits are determined to obtain precious things such as the Foundation Establishment Pill and the Second-Level Demon Pill.

Those who are poor and weak also want to join in the fun, flatter themselves, or pick up some good things that others look down upon.

It is also because of this auction that all the cultivators have been scrimping on food and clothing these days and do not dare to spend as much money as before. As a result, the business of Su's shop has been deserted recently, which makes Xiong Er, who cannot earn commissions, stop whistling these days. The mood is not very beautiful.

On this day, in Baiyun Fairy City, red flags were fluttering and gongs and drums were beating loudly.

Another golden elixir master who has recently arrived from Yunshan Sect, Baishanren, together with Xiashanren, led a group of Yunshan disciples to float above the Yunshan small building.

Master Jindan's eyes scanned the whole city.

Under the attention of all the monks in the city, the start of the Immortal City Auction was announced.

"I'm asking the Master of Baiyun Pavilion of Baibao Pavilion, Yuanying Family, to do a foundation building overhaul, He Xinyan!"

"Secondly, please invite the third-level formation master of Yunshan Sect, the chief auctioneer of this auction, Li Mubai!"

"Three invitations to the Jindan family, the third-level puppet master, Lin Qinglang of the Lin family!"

"Four invitations to the Jindan family, the third-level corpse exorcist, Yuan Qiquan of the Yuan family!"

"Five invitations to Master Jindan, happy Zen Buddha, Jia Chunqiu!"

"Master Baiyun of Liuyuan Lailou, third-level physical cultivator, Baiyun Immortal!"

The loud and clear sound spread throughout the fairy city.

Every time the Taoist sound sounded, a spiritual light was seen one step ahead of all the monks, escaping into the Yunshan small building.

"Let's go, why are you still hanging around? We've invited people here. They're all people with strength and background. I'm waiting for someone worthy of being invited by the Yunshan Sect. Just slip over by yourself!"

Liang Haishun shook his head and asked Su Qing and others to follow quickly. There are probably no seats in the front rows now. If you walk slower, you won't even be able to grab the seats in the back row.

Su Qing carries a few hundred spiritual stones in his arms, and feels that he is a person regardless of size.

But right now, all the people who can participate in the Immortal City Auction are high-rollers. His worth is really nothing. If he goes late, he might not even be able to get a seat. He hurriedly followed Liang Haishun's footsteps and stepped into the Yunshan Building. .

Just as Liang Haishun said, at this time, the small building in Yunshan was already crowded with people.

Looking around, the people sitting in the first two rows were all members of the Yuan and Lin families. They were all dressed in splendor and looked like they were about to be robbed.

Looking up to the second floor, I saw that each VIP room was set up with a concealment circle. The nobles above could have a clear view of the situation below, but the monks below could hardly see their true faces.

This is normal. No matter when and where people have different statuses, they will always be artificially divided into different classes, and various means will be used to show the dignity of those with higher status.

When Su Qing secretly thought that after thirty years in Hedong, he would be invited to the second floor one day.

Guo Qiaolian led an old monk and walked to him.

"Dad, this is Fellow Daoist Su who Qiaolian has been telling you about. He is doing well!"

"Su Qing has met fellow Taoist Guo. He has long heard that fellow Taoist's medical skills can make people alive with flesh and white bones. Xiaodao is lucky enough to be taught the Guo family's two-level needle control technique. She has long wanted to come to thank fellow Taoist, but she is afraid of disturbing fellow Taoist's treatment of diseases and saving people, so she has never come to bother her. , I hope fellow Taoist can forgive me.”

When Su Qing saw Guo Qiaolian calling him daddy, he immediately knew who it was and without waiting for him to speak, he quickly raised his hands in greeting.

Guo An stroked his beard, his turbid eyes lingered on Su Qing for a moment, and then he returned the greeting:

"Qiao Lian is ignorant of worldly affairs. In the past few months, Taoist friend Lao Su has been taking care of me. As for the two-layer needle-control technique for refining the spirit, our Guo family regards it as a treasure, but in the eyes of other monks, it is not worth mentioning.

On the other hand, the bionic runes taught to Qiaolian by fellow Taoist Su are a rare inheritance. To thank him, I should thank fellow Taoist Su for Qiaolian.

Qiao Lian is not very sensible and does not know the value of the bionic runes, but the old man understands it. Tomorrow, he will send the third level of the Needle Control Technique together with some medicinal pills passed down by my Guo family to the Taoist friend. "

"Everyone gets what they need. Besides, the friendship between Xiaodao and fellow Taoist Qiaolian, how can it be measured by simple interests."

Su Qing smiled and said to Guo Anyan, and asked the three Langtian brothers next to him to make way for the old man and Guo Qiaolian.

"Lao Guo, you're not dead yet. Do you still want to fight for the Foundation Establishment Pill?"

Compared to Su Qing, who treated Guo An with the courtesy of a junior, Liang Haishun had been dealing with Guo An for many years, and he was not so unfamiliar and formal when talking to him.

"A few days ago, the ancestor of the Yuan family was injured by the Golden Roc King. During the healing process, the old man also calculated some strength, gained some military exploits, and qualified to bid for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

According to the old man's intention, the foundation-building pill is to be taken, but now the sea of ​​consciousness has shrunk and the energy is gone. Even if he swallows this pill, the probability of building the foundation is very slim.

It's better to leave this pill to Qiao Lian for future use. I came here this time to see some of my colleagues. I hope that if you have spare time in the future, please help my Qiao Lian more. "

As soon as these words came out, Su Qing and Su Qing's good Taoist friends gathered together fell silent.

Among them, Liang Haishun and Helianxian looked even more sad.

"Oh, if this foundation-building pill had been available twenty years earlier, Fellow Daoist Guo would have been able to give it a try, but now!"

Helian Xian sighed loudly.

In terms of cultivation aptitude, Guo An was not bad, but he had been begging for the Foundation-Building Pill for many years but failed to obtain it. However, decades after he gave up practicing, when all his magic power and consciousness had declined, he was given the opportunity to obtain the Foundation-Building Pill.

Once the elixir is obtained, the person is no longer the same person as before.

As he said, instead of giving him the chance to gain this foundation-building pill, it would be better to give it to Guo Qiaolian.

Guo Qiaolian also had tears in her eyes at this time, but it was obvious that Guo An had convinced her at home. At this time, she just wiped away her tears without saying anything.

This time when Guo An came here, the feeling he gave Su Qing and others was no different from leaving an orphan on his death bed.

Because everyone can see that this person has lost most of his life, and he will only be around three to five months at most before his soul dies.

"Birth, old age, illness, and death are all determined. Fortunes, misfortune, and destiny all depend on luck. Old age does not have the luck to build the foundation. For example, fellow Taoist Su and fellow Taoist Tang are only fifty years old. If they can get the elixir to build the foundation this time, they will have great potential in the future.

Fellow Daoist Liang and Fellow Daoist Helian obtained the Foundation-Building Pill a little late, after their fiftieth birthday, but seeing that they are both energetic and energetic, they have not slacked off in their practice over the years. After obtaining this Foundation-Building Pill, as long as they do not If you strive to make progress and become that inferior foundation builder, you can live another three hundred years.

Your situation is different from that of the old man, and the road ahead is much broader than that of the old man! "

Guo Anqiang said to the cultivators with a smile.

His life has come to an end, and the only thing he cares about is his only daughter Guo Qiaolian.

After knowing that Guo Qiaolian had an irreversible friendship with Liang Haishun, Su Qing and others.

He deliberately refined several precious materials that he had accumulated over the years but was not willing to use to use them into second-level elixirs using the techniques of a spiritual doctor.

At this moment, through Guo Qiaolian's hands, they were handed over to Su Qing, Liang Haishun, and He Lianxian one by one.