Qin Haoxuan closed his eyes and listened. As Master Zhenzang's voice came into his ears, the fairy palace in his body emitted a slight light. He seemed to have entered another world. The sea of ​​clouds rolled, the sound of waves, and the sky and the earth extended from the front of him like a scroll, grand, vast, peaceful and peaceful.

The Hehuan Palace is an extremely huge building, wrapped in bright red walls and covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles. The Rouge River flows through it, and countless exquisite palaces are located in it. The rich fragrance lingers around like clouds and lasts for a long time.

This is an extremely special existence of Yaochi Pavilion, which is despised by many people, but it is accused by the superiors of Yaochi Pavilion and instigated the owner of Hehuan Palace to constantly expand it.

The scenery around Hehuan Hall is beautiful, with clear springs gurgling, flowers and colorful butterflies dancing on the brilliant blooming flowers.

The sun hangs on the hillside and is shaking, and the golden light like gold plates the heaven and earth with golden light.

The red snow fell to the ground, and she obviously dressed up carefully. Her robe as bright as a gauze was like a burning flame in the sunset, making her skin look as dazzling and delicate as white snow. Her slender eyebrows were carefully depicted. Looking at it like the distant mountains and green fields, her eyes were like a frozen cold pond. All the flying and enthusiasm of the past dispersed like dust.

She is beautiful, with a charming figure, black hair shawl, standing there quietly, forming a painting with the surrounding scenery that seems to be waving a holy hand. She is the most colorful stroke in the painting.

Qilin would rush to Hehuan Hall before sunset every day to complete his great cause of leaving descendants for Qilin's lineage, but today, when he saw the woman in red, he stopped with interest.

Hongxue felt the visitor and turned to look.

It was a very tall man, with a loose green robe casually draped over his body, revealing a large piece of bronze skin on his chest. His long hair was scattered like him, golden, and brighter than the light that poured from the sunset at this moment. His eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, his nose was straight, and his lips were graceful. He should have been like a god of war, but because of the always raised corners of his mouth and his evil smile, he had a strong sense of unruly elegance and unruly feeling.

Watching the Qilin walking towards her step by step, Hongxue could feel the layers of pressure coming from the vain. She had no fear, and she only gently curled her red lips and a thousand kinds of charm appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"It seems that I picked up a little fox."

Qilin stretched out his long arm and hugged Hongxue in his arms.

After Master Zhenzang preached the Dharma for a month, he sang a chant and the auspicious clouds gathered above the palace dispersed little by little. The monks sitting cross-legged in the temple opened their eyes again. The bright moon and the breeze, the bells in the temple rang, and the lingering sound was lingering.

Qin Haoxuan stood up from his seat and saw the chaos in the hall. After many monks bowed to Master Zhenzang and thanked Master Zhenzang, they immediately left in a hurry. Some monks walked towards Master Zhenzang humbly and continued to ask for advice on Taoism.

Master Zhenzang waved his hand, his eyes closed, and he said softly: "How can you say all the Tao? Everything needs to be understood by yourself."

The disciples who came to listen to the lectures in the temple walked very fast, and the temple was empty in an instant.

After leaving, Qin Haoxuan looked at the monks who were rushing toward all directions and frowned slightly. Murong Chao did not appear from beginning to end. Although this Dharma Assembly was also rewarding a lot for him, his real purpose was not achieved.

"Everyone is very anxious to leave." Qin Haoxuan's casual words quickly received a response from the Nine Demons.

"Of course, the Immortal Peach Club in Yaochi Pavilion is not always open. As soon as the ten-year period arrives, these people will leave. Now it is not far from the ten-year period. Of course, these people must seize every time to listen to various preachings of the ancestors to improve themselves." Jiu Yao said.

Qin Haoxuan nodded.

"The Xiantao will be even more exciting than people imagine. When the ten-year period is approaching, the Yaochi Pavilion will hold a competition, the heroes' meeting, and the person who wins the final victory will be awarded the title of Xiantao King."

"Immortal Peach King?" Qin Haoxuan became a little interested.

"Well, it's not just a title, but also a very rich reward. In addition, if the winner wants to establish his own religion, Yaochi Pavilion will also provide help."

"This is really interesting."

Nine Demons shook their tails: "There are many interesting things in the ancient sect."

"Then where are we going now? Continue to look for Murong Chao at other people's Dharma Assembly?"

Jiu Yao shook his head: "Since Murong Chao is not in the Dharma Assembly, I am going to take you to an interesting place, Xiantao Auction! Maybe that grandson will appear in that place!"

"An auction specially set up for the Xiantao Society?"

"The auction specially set up for the last battle, and the final preparations for the heroes who will arrive in two years. There are many good things that you can't see on weekdays."

"Then go and have a look."

The Nine Demons asked Qin Haoxuan to ride on its back, then jumped up and headed straight for a palace.

It was a tower dozens of feet high. The eaves outside were spreading like white cranes, and ancient copper bells hung above the eight corners. When the wind blew gently, the bells were jingling.

There are eight entrances in the tower body, the tower gate is wide, and guards stand in front of the door. If there is any chaos inside, these guards will react as soon as possible.

Qin Haoxuan and Jiu Yao randomly chose an entrance to enter, and then found that the space inside the pagoda was larger than expected.

A huge exhibition platform, standing in the center of the tower, covered with a red carpet, light shone directly from the top, and golden light enveloped the entire platform. Countless treasures flashing with strange streams floated over the platform, including scrolls of scriptures, spiritual medicines, talismans, and even living things.

Around the exhibition stand, the farther the tables and chairs made of ancient wood are surrounded by tables and chairs. The further away from the exhibition stand, the higher the space where the tables and chairs are located, the overall ground is inclined, the overall decoration of the pagoda is sparse and full of light, which looks shocking.

Jiu Yao brought Qin Haoxuan to the exhibition stand, and many monks came and went, and on the other side of the exhibition stand, there were disciples from Yaochi Pavilion recording something.

Qin Haoxuan discovered that there would be monks who would deliver the items he brought to the disciples of Yaochi Pavilion, and then in the huge space above the exhibition stand, a flash of light would appear.

Jiu Yao told Qin Haoxuan: "The auction will be held in half a month. Now what is presented on the stage are the items that the monks have auctioned. All we can see is the light and shadow projected by the formation of the auction items. Whichever you like, you can use your spiritual sense to explore it. There is all the information about the item, including the reserve price."

Qin Haoxuan looked at the items on the exhibition stand and asked Jiu Yao: "Did you like something when you came here?"

"I'm here to sell the three drops of fox blood on my hand and then buy some essence and blood from my clan."

Qin Haoxuan glanced at Jiu Yao: "The Jiuying clan is already rare, and there is even less pure blood. Is there any here?"

Jiu Yao looked at the items on the exhibition stand and shrugged: "I don't know, if there is no one, let's see if there are any corpses or bones of the Jiuying clan. Our demon clan's cultivation is different from that of the human race. By absorbing powerful corpses, we can also gain strength and experience, which can awaken the memories in our bloodlines."

Qin Haoxuan nodded. He also had some understanding of the practice of demon cultivators, and said, "Then let's take a closer look to see if there is anything you can use."

Qin Haoxuan's spiritual consciousness scattered, and everything in the formation appeared in front of his eyes.

"It really covers everything, everything."

Qin Haoxuan sighed in his heart.

The first thing that attracted Qin Haoxuan's attention was a volume of alchemy scriptures flowing with golden light. There was a line of introduction next to the alchemy scriptures, saying that this alchemy scripture was written by Jindan ancestor, the disciple of the Jindan Immortal King.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are as many secrets as elixirs, talismans, weapons, and Taoism. However, there are very few that can be truly called scriptures and passed down.

Qin Haoxuan carefully checked the alchemy scriptures spread out in front of him. Of course, the contents inside were not visible before they were bought, but just from the strong pressure surrounding the alchemy scriptures and the author's background, they must be rare treasures.

The Jindan Ancestor has been dead for many years, and he is half a step into the Immortal King, which is a pity. However, the Jindan Ancestor's obsession with the Tao of the alchemy made him highly praised by later generations, so that the price of this alchemy scripture is also so high that it is admirable.

"One hundred top-grade spiritual veins are just the lowest price..."

Qin Haoxuan frowned slightly. The resources of spiritual medicine on him were extremely rich, and there were no fewer spiritual stones, but there were only seven top-grade spiritual veins. Although he had snatched so many people and many sects, a truly good spiritual vein was rare.

After the Nine Demon hung three drops of fox blood to the disciple who specialized in managing the auction, he returned to Qin Haoxuan. Seeing him staring at a volume of alchemy scriptures, he asked curiously: "Are you interested in this?"

Qin Haoxuan nodded slightly: "The six arts of cultivation of immortals, the magic pills and talismans, and the alchemy is one of the six arts. I have also learned alchemy."

Speaking of this, Qin Haoxuan recalled the scene of refining elixirs in the past, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl: "When I was still in the Immortal Leaf Realm, I was able to refine very useful elixirs. Unfortunately, the more I encountered, the more things I encountered. I think I haven't personally refined elixirs for a long time."

"If you want to refine elixirs, this volume of alchemy should be the best choice." Jiu Yao checked the introduction of the alchemy scripture and continued, "The work of the disciple of the Jindan Immortal King and the blessing of the Taoist rhyme is also the best I have seen at so many auctions."

Qin Haoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is also the highest price I have seen at the auction."

When Jiu Yao saw the lowest price, he smiled: "After all, it's a good thing, and the people at this auction are willing to spend all their money to win at Yingjie."

Qin Haoxuan continued to look at the items at the auction, and an ancient disc called the Reincarnation Bell came into his sight.

The reincarnation bell looks like a sundial in the world, carved from unknown immortal stones, with twelve evenly distributed marks, symbolizing the twelve hours within a day. These marks are not artificial, but are refined by the way of heaven and earth through wind and rain.

Qin Haoxuan felt it carefully, maybe because he was practicing the Reincarnation Path, he was able to have a slight sense of reincarnation bell.

"The Ancestor of Reincarnation..."

Qin Haoxuan looked at the introduction of the Reincarnation Bell and found that this was a magic weapon refined by the Reincarnation Ancestor, and the Reincarnation Ancestor is still alive in the world.

There are many monks studying reincarnation in this world, and it can even be said to be many. Before a longer period of time, there was even a world where the Immortal King of Reincarnation and the Demon Lord of Reincarnation appeared, which was enough to show the power of the Way of Reincarnation.

But since the Immortal King of Reincarnation and the Demon Lord, there has been no one who has achieved amazing achievements in the path of reincarnation.

Qin Haoxuan's eyes flashed over the reincarnation bell and saw a living thing.

It was a monster that was caught by a monk from somewhere. The demonic energy was everywhere, as thin as dead wood, and the black iron-like skin wrapped around the bones, looking like a bat at night, with bloodthirsty violent and coldness.

Qin Haoxuan remembered the execution in an instant.

When Xing is extremely weak, the body of a monster will also appear, just like the monster in front of him, very terrifying.

In order to better show the monks who auctioned this monster, when injecting spiritual energy into the monster, the monster would roar in pain, and their magical nature was stimulated. The bones in their bodies would break out of their bodies, and they would be cast like gold.

"The Golden Clan among the Demon Clan has extremely strong combat power and is cruel, but it is full of treasures. It can refine alchemy, make talismans, and use it to refine magic weapons, which is very worthy of study."

Qin Haoxuan glanced at the price marked under the demon body. The twenty spiritual veins were indeed cheaper than the alchemy classics, but Qin Haoxuan still couldn't afford it.

After looking at other items again, Qin Haoxuan found that although the items listed here are different, one thing is common, that is, it is expensive! Even Qin Haoxuan has almost nothing to buy.

"After so many years, I actually feel like I am very poor again."
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