Chapter 625 The Weapon Spirit Villain
After taking the picture of the sixth-grade Seated Buddha Lotus spirit seed, Lu Xuan did not pay attention to other treasures. He quietly came behind the light curtain and took the spirit seed from the hand of a Hailou Merchant Guild pill-forming monk.
"I got another sixth-grade rare spiritual seed."
He looked at the innocent little novice monk's shadow inside the spiritual species and chuckled.
There are only a few types of sixth-grade spiritual plants in the spiritual field, and each one is extremely difficult to obtain. Lu Xuan is extremely satisfied to be able to add a new variety, a rare spiritual plant related to Buddhism.
After receiving the spiritual seed, he quietly returned to the group of monks.
The auction is entering its final stages.
The last few treasures that were the finale were all in the seventh grade, causing the dozen or so Nascent Soul Masters and many Jie Dan Masters present to grab them frantically.
Lu Xuan just watched quietly from the side.
There were no spiritual seeds among the seventh-grade treasures. Although he longed for them, they were not very strong.
Even if he is a seventh-grade spiritual species, with the spiritual stones he currently possesses, it is estimated that it will be difficult to compete with those pill-forming Yuanying monks.
Unless he took out the fifth-grade and sixth-grade treasures on his body as collateral, Lu Xuan didn't have that idea for the time being. For the sake of his own life, he decided to wait until he broke through the core formation before taking out some fifth-grade treasures that were of little use.
“This Hailou Chamber of Commerce auction was a complete success!”
The gentle middle-aged monk finally said with unfinished meaning.
"Congratulations to all the seniors and fellow Taoists who have obtained the treasures of their dreams. As for the fellow Taoists who missed the treasures, don't be disappointed. There will be more and rarer treasures in the next auction, and you will definitely come home with a full load."
"There is another little game to play next. You are all inside the treasure building of the Hailou Chamber of Commerce."
"Although it is not stated clearly, everyone knows that the Chamber of Commerce Treasure Tower is a high-level magic weapon and has already cultivated a weapon spirit."
"Master Qi Ling is playful and wants to play a little game with you. If you are interested, you can participate and you may get a rare treasure."
The gentle middle-aged voice reached the ears of all the monks present.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of precious light shot out from the depths of the starry sky, and arrived in front of the light curtain in an instant.
It is a three-foot-tall man with a weird shape, with a pointed head, and his body gradually becomes more rounded as he goes down. At first glance, he thought it was a pagoda with smooth lines, giving people a cute feeling.
But all the monks present were respectful and did not dare to be presumptuous.
After all, the little man in front of him is the weapon spirit of a high-level magic weapon. In his body, several Nascent Soul Lords are probably no match for him.
"I've met senior."
First, there were more than ten Nascent Soul Lords, followed by more than 300 Pill Formation Lords, and finally many Foundation Establishment monks, who spontaneously greeted the villain in order.
"Um."
The little man's pointed head nodded stiffly, and his two short arms struggled to be carried behind his back.
"Fellow Taoists, I am here as a guest. I would like to give you three rare treasures as a gift in return. However, treasures can only be obtained by those who are destined. It depends on which of you has that fate."
The little human spirit's voice was childish, but his tone was a bit old-fashioned, and he spoke slowly.
"The rules of the mini-game are very simple. The three treasures are all obtained from foreign lands. They are rare in this world. If anyone recognizes them, it will belong to them. Everyone has one chance. If any of the treasures are recognized by everyone, then There is no chance for the others behind. If you can roughly identify them, I will reward them according to the situation."
"However, one thing must be made clear in advance. If anyone comes to identify you without a clue and can't tell anything, then be careful of me hitting you with my fist."
The pagoda man smiled mischievously.
Immediately, with a wave of his short hand, three treasures appeared in front of everyone.
A rugged animal skin. The ancient animal skin seems to be stitched together from many parts. It is tightly closed. There seems to be something hidden inside. It is constantly changing. Occasionally, you can hear howls or roars.
A piece of ore the size of a fist. The ore is extremely magical. On the surface, you can clearly see the change of the four seasons. Sometimes there is continuous spring rain, sometimes the sun is blazing in the sky, sometimes the autumn wind is bleak, and sometimes there is heavy snowfall.
There was also a spiritual seed the size of an egg, filled with black energy, with a delicate, small and extremely vicious evil ghost hovering above it.
"There is indeed a spiritual seed!"
Lu Xuan was overjoyed. When the weapon spirit said that the treasure came from a foreign land, he had such a guess.
Those with exotic characteristics and suitable for gifting to monks are most likely various specialty cultivation resources, including spiritual seeds.
"You can use your spiritual sense to observe it, or you can get a little hands-on experience, but if you touch my treasure and you can't tell how ugly it is, I will be angry!"
The pagoda man grinned and said, revealing the treasures in his mouth. He didn't know how many treasures were hidden.
After the three treasures appeared, many monks used their spiritual senses to explore them, recalling in their minds whether they had seen or heard anything similar somewhere.
In less than half a moment, most of the foundation-building monks chose to give up. These monks were either from small families, small sects, or just casual cultivators. Their knowledge was relatively shallow and they had no clue at all.
If you try it rashly and cannot tell anything, it may also cause displeasure to the weapon spirit, and then the gain will outweigh the loss.
The remaining monks were all thinking deeply.
Among these people, they either have a strong background and have been exposed to a lot of cultivation knowledge since childhood, or they are powerful and have the ability to travel to all walks of life after forming the elixir. They may have seen and heard of these three treasures from somewhere.
Of course, there are many who have both.
It's a pity that treasures that can be taken out by high-level magic weapon spirits will naturally not have ordinary origins. Even in foreign lands, they are extremely rare.
After all, this treasure house loves to collect treasures by nature, how could he be willing to give up his treasures to others so easily?
Lu Xuan was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai at this moment. With that special ability, he had absolute confidence in identifying the weird spiritual species hovering around the evil ghost, and jumped out of the two categories of monks.
However, in front of so many Yuan Ying Zhenjun, it is not good to get too much limelight.
Slowly, hesitation appeared on the faces of several pill-forming monks. They stepped forward to observe carefully and transmitted messages to the pagoda villain one after another.
After hearing the guesses of the first few people, the little pagoda figure bulged his pointed head and punched out several pill-forming monks.
Lu Xuan was surprised. With Master Jiedan's cultivation level, he was knocked back by a random punch from this little weapon spirit.
Fortunately, the weapon spirit didn't take it too seriously. The Danjie master quickly returned to the crowd. There was no damage on his body, but his face was red and he seemed a little worried.
After all, with his strength in the realm of alchemy, he is considered a powerful person in the world of cultivation, so it would be a loss of face in front of everyone.
However, after seeing the few Jiedan masters returning from behind, his expression immediately relaxed a lot.
If one person is embarrassed, it will be difficult to tolerate it, but if a group of people is embarrassed, it will be easy to adapt.
In the end, only one monk in the middle stage of pill formation was allowed to stay near the ore. It seemed that he had guessed something, but he had not identified everything, otherwise the treasure would have belonged to him.