Chapter 1071 Auction

"With this token, you can enter the Wandan Mausoleum."

"The Wandan Mausoleum is the tomb of all the masters of alchemy, and there are many alchemy traditions. If you can enter it to practice, you will be able to break through to the eighth-grade alchemist as soon as possible."

Ye Xinghe showed a happy expression and bowed his hands and said: "Thank you, Senior Hong, for your guidance!"

Wu Taiqing shook his head and smiled slightly: "Tomorrow, let Luoquan go with you, just in case."

Ye Xinghe was very grateful to Wu Taiqing, bowed solemnly and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master Wu, for your help, I will remember it in my heart!"

Wu Taiqing waved his hand and smiled: "Between you and me, there is no need to thank each other in the future."

"If you have any requests, just come to me!"

Ye Xinghe was no longer polite and smiled: "Then I will obey your orders."

After that, the two looked at each other and smiled at each other.

The old and the young, they actually had the momentum to become friends regardless of age.

The two chatted for a long time until night fell, and Ye Xinghe left.

Wu Taiqing stood on the top of the mountain, staring at Ye Xinghe's departing back, with a gleam of light in his eyes, and chuckled: "This boy is not only extremely talented, but also has a good character! He is truly the Supreme!"

"My Tianyan Palace may produce a genius that is rare in a thousand years in the future!"

After saying that, he slowly raised his head, and a long-lost excitement appeared in his deep eyes.

The next morning, the sun rose, and the fish belly in the east turned white.

Ye Xinghe came to the square as agreed yesterday.

From a distance, he saw a tall red-robed figure standing in the square, and Li Luoquan was already waiting for him.

"Xinghe, you have to hurry, the alchemist auction is about to start."

Ye Xinghe smiled and said, "Please trouble the priest Li, we will go there now."

The two left the Tianyan Palace and arrived in the imperial capital two hours later.

"We are here!"

Ye Xinghe heard the voice, suddenly raised his head, and looked around.

In front of him was a dark red pavilion, with a plaque reading: Danzang Pavilion.

Li Luoquan took out two bronze masks and handed them to Ye Xinghe, explaining, "Very few people here show their true faces, so we follow the local customs."

Ye Xinghe nodded in response, put on the mask, and said, "Priest Li, let's go in."

Then, the two strode into the pavilion.

The corridor of the pavilion was very narrow, the candlelight was like fireflies, and the firelight was dim. It was not until they walked to the center of the pavilion that the view suddenly became clear.

In the middle was a field, in which there was a high platform about three meters high for displaying the auction items.

A spiral staircase was around the venue, and the three-story pavilion was already crowded with people.

Although the pavilion was not large, there were hundreds of people participating in the auction.

Ye Xinghe looked around, slowly retracted his gaze, and found an inconspicuous place to sit down.

He began to close his eyes and rest, waiting for the auction to begin.

Dang! After a cup of tea, a gong sounded in the center of the venue! The auction officially began! At this time, a young auctioneer was already standing on the high platform.

He was quite eloquent, and the first few lots were all sold.

Ye Xinghe was not interested until the young auctioneer took out a spiritual herb with a light blue body and red leaves.

"Red Blood Blue Dragon Grass?"

This thing is one of the medicinal materials for refining the Nine-turn Soul-Restoring Pill! A flash of heat flashed in Ye Xinghe's eyes, and he growled in his heart: "I must get this Red Blood Blue Dragon Grass!"

At this time, the young auctioneer smiled and said: "This is an eighth-grade spiritual herb from the Blue Mine Mountain Range."

As soon as these words came out, many people stared at the spiritual herb with hot eyes.

But then, the young auctioneer changed the subject and said: "It's just that this spiritual herb contains poison. If it is not handled properly, it may fail to be refined."

"But, this thing is an eighth-grade spiritual herb after all, it is still worth buying."

"The starting price is one thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, and each increase is one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones. Please bid."

But everyone was not interested in explaining, and no one bid.

Ye Xinghe was not in a hurry to bid, and waited quietly.

"One thousand one hundred spirit stones!"

After an old man in black robes called the price, Ye Xinghe slowly shouted: "One thousand two hundred spirit stones."

The old man called the price twice more, each time adding one hundred spirit stones, and Ye Xinghe did the same.

In the end, the old man shook his head and gave up the item.

Ye Xinghe bid for the Red Blood Blue Dragon Grass at a price of one thousand six hundred spirit stones.

When it was time to pay the spirit stones, Li Luoquan stood up and said with a smile: "Xinghe, I will pay the spirit stones for this auction."

"We have known each other for a long time, and I have never given you anything. Just treat it as a gift."

Ye Xinghe was so smart that he knew that Li Luoquan was showing goodwill.

Rejection would be unpleasant.

Ye Xinghe thought for a moment, then bowed and said with a smile: "Thank you, Priest Li."

Li Luoquan showed a happy expression and said: "What are you thanking me for? Just don't forget me when you have achieved success in your studies."

"Of course, Priest Li has done me a favor, Xinghe will remember it in his heart."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they were close friends.

Afterwards, several more items were auctioned, but they were all mediocre, and Ye Xinghe was not interested.

Until the young auctioneer took out an antique wooden box and shouted loudly: "The next item is the Xuandan Order!"

The voice resounded on the spot, and the people in the audience exclaimed.

"Finally, it's the finale of today, the Xuandan Order!"

"This time, there are only more than ten Xuandan Orders, which have been sold out in the past few days. This is the last one."

"I am determined to get this Xuandan Order!"

Everyone talked loudly, staring at the item.

Next, there will be a very cruel auction competition! On the stage, the young auctioneer put the pills in place and shouted loudly: "Xuan Dan Ling, the starting price is 50,000! Each bid is at least 5,000!"

"Please start bidding!"

No one expected that the price would be so high, twice as high as yesterday! As soon as the price was announced, many people shook their heads and sighed.

However, there are still people who are rich and powerful, shouting: "I bid 60,000!"

The speaker is a short and fat man in a blue robe with a golden mask on his face.

Everyone gasped at the price increase.

For a while, no one followed the bid, and the whole audience was silent.

Just when the man in the blue robe and the golden face was happy, a proud bid was called.

"I bid 80,000!"

Everyone exclaimed and turned to look.

I saw a young man in a fiery red robe and without a mask standing up proudly.

He stared at the man in blue robe and gold face, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Let's see who dares to compete with me for this Xuandan Order!"

The man in blue robe and gold face showed a sinister look on his face and turned his head to look.

But when he saw the face of the young man clearly, his face suddenly changed, and he lowered his head in shame, not daring to bid again.

"You know what's good for you!"

The young man in red robe raised his head, his face full of pride, and snorted coldly: "You dare to compete for what I, Lin Ruochu, want?"

"This pill is what my master specifically asked for!"