Chapter 1454 An old friend visits

Chapter 1454 An old friend visits

There were many alchemists in the auction. When the Lingsu flower appeared, they all attracted their attention. However, when they heard the amazing offer, the expressions of these alchemists immediately faded.

The Peiling Pill is taken by the Hehua Realm cultivators. It has the effect of condensing magic power and increasing true essence.

If the finished pill appeared here, not to mention 100,000 Lingshi, even 1 million would cause a frenzy.

Unfortunately, the Lingsu flower is only the medicine for this pill. The price is too high to make people discouraged.

Moreover, no matter how skilled the alchemist is, he cannot guarantee that the pill will be successful every time. If he spends a high price to buy this flower but fails to refine it, it will be a heartache.

For a while, many people calmed down and did not bid blindly.

However, although the price of this flower is extremely high, there are also people who want to get it. After the initial whispers, someone soon raised a sign to bid.

Ye Chunyang watched coldly and did not rush to make a move.

The rule of the auction has always been that the price goes to the one who pays the most. Now that he has a net worth of one million, it is no problem for him to get this spiritual flower.

"110,000!"

"120,000!"

"130,000!"

"150,000!"

"200,000!"

"..."

The bidding price gradually increased from 10,000 to 30,000 or 50,000, and even at the end someone had already called for 200,000.

It has to be said that this price is a bit surprising. After all, a spiritual flower is worth at most 150,000. Now someone has raised the price to 200,000, which is incredible.

As expected, after the price of 200,000 was heard, the voices in the field gradually became smaller, and those alchemists who had originally wanted to bid completely gave up the idea of ​​competing.

It is not worth spending such a high price to buy a spiritual flower.

The one who called out the price of 200,000 was a thin young man, wearing a luxurious alchemist robe, but with a head full of white hair. I don’t know if it was caused by practicing some special skills.

Seeing that the voices of competition around him gradually subsided under his pressure, the young man showed a hint of arrogance on his face, and then looked at the old man on the stage with a proud look.

The old man glanced around and found that no one in the field spoke again. The hammer in his hand was about to fall and announce the winner of the Lingsu Flower.

At this moment, an unexpected scene appeared.

"Three hundred thousand!"

A faint voice came.

Everyone was stunned.

The white-haired young man also showed a look of astonishment on his face, and looked at the person who shouted the bid with everyone.

It was a young man wearing a black black robe, who looked about 23 or 24 years old. He looked a little ordinary. Except for his delicate appearance, there was nothing attractive about him, but his eyes were like the vast starry sky, revealing a deep and calm feeling.

The white-haired young man frowned, thinking what kind of background this person had. He bid 300,000 in one breath to bid for the Lingsu Flower. Even he couldn't do such courage.

"This fellow Daoist bid 300,000 spirit stones. Are there any other fellow Daoists bidding?" The old man on the stage was also surprised, but he was the host of the venue after all, and he soon smiled calmly.

There was a dead silence in the venue.

Those alchemists who had some thoughts about the Lingsu flower looked at the black-clothed young man with strange eyes.

To buy a medicinal herb with 300,000 spirit stones, one must be either stupid or crazy.

Even those monks who were not alchemists had sneers on their faces, and no one said anything.

"You are so cruel!"

The white-haired young man looked gloomy and uncertain, and finally snorted and sat back in his original position.

This Lingsu flower was of great use to him, and he was determined to get it, but he didn't expect this black-clothed monk to come out halfway and crush him directly with a high price.

With the mysterious origin of this white-haired young man, it's not that he can't offer a higher price, but the value of the Lingsu flower is just that much, and if he spends a high price, he will also bleed a lot.

Now, he has given up the idea of ​​this flower.

"Since no one is competing with this fellow Taoist, the Lingsu flower will belong to him."

The old man smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, please come on stage and pay the spiritual stones."

In the old man's expectation, it would be good if this Lingsu flower could be sold at a price of 200,000. As a result, someone unexpectedly offered 300,000. As the host of this auction, he can get at least 100,000 spiritual stones as a commission, which is a great benefit.

Ye Chunyang slowly stood up, walked to the auction table under the gaze of everyone with different expressions, and completed the handover of the Lingsu flower and spiritual stones with the old man.

Afterwards, he did not stay for a moment and went straight out of the venue, looking uninterested in the next auction.

Just as others thought, if it were a normal situation, spending 300,000 spiritual stones to buy a main medicine would indeed be something that only a madman would do.

In fact, Ye Chunyang didn't have to get this flower. After all, although the Soul-cultivating Pill was somewhat helpful to the Transformation Realm cultivators, with the many ancient alchemy recipes that Ye Chunyang mastered in the human world, he could refine more and better pills, so he didn't particularly value this flower.

However, he now had a lot of spirit stones, and a mere 300,000 was like a drop in the bucket for him. Moreover, other alchemists were worried that even if they got this flower, they might not be able to successfully refine this pill under the astonishing failure rate of the Soul-cultivating Pill, but this was completely non-existent with him.

With Ye Chunyang's master-level alchemy skills, he could refine a mere Soul-cultivation Realm-level pill with his eyes closed.

So since there was a clue to this flower, it was not a loss for Ye Chunyang to spend 300,000 spirit stones to buy it.

After all, the cultivation of the clone had reached the bottleneck of the Minor Success of the Transformation Realm, and it was good to have the Soul-cultivating Pill to assist.

"Now I will leave my avatar in Kunlun Ruins to wait for news. There is no need to rush back. I can just practice here in Zhongzhou for a while, and maybe I can get a chance to make a breakthrough."

Ye Chunyang thought to himself, and after leaving the venue, he randomly found an inn to stay.

The human race and the demon race will join forces to open the seal of Tianxuan Mountain soon. As long as the clone is left and waits for Taoist Yichen to come to the door, the main body does not need to stay in Kunlun Ruins, so Ye Chunyang is not in a hurry to go back.

However, due to the God-killing Curse, the main body's spiritual power cannot be broken through for the time being, and it can only rely on the clone to increase its cultivation. Therefore, after collecting enough information, Ye Chunyang still has to go back to refine the spirit-building pill.

What surprised Ye Chunyang was that shortly after he booked the room, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Chunyang frowned inwardly. He had already told the waiter not to disturb him if he had nothing to do, but there was no one he knew well in Black Rock City, and he didn't know who came to the door.

Opening the door, a young girl and an old man appeared in front of them.

The girl is about eighteen or nineteen years old. She is wearing a glazed pleated skirt. Her cultivation is at the Daoji level. She has a phoenix bun on her head and a white jade hairpin. She is pure yet noble.

The old man next to him had a strong aura, and his whole body was filled with powerful mana fluctuations. He was clearly a master of the spirit transformation realm, but judging from their positions, it was obvious that the girl was the most respected one.

Ye Chunyang looked at the old man and the young man with a slight sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them before somewhere.

The moment the two of them saw him, they had a look of astonishment on their faces, as if they were shocked after seeing him.

"I didn't expect it to be this fellow Taoist. It seems that we are destined to be with him." The girl looked at Ye Chunyang, was startled for a moment, smiled, and said to the old man beside her.

The old man also showed a look of surprise, nodded and said: "I didn't expect that the person we were looking for this time was actually him."

"Who are you two? What's wrong with me?" Ye Chunyang said with indifference.

The girl and the old man looked at each other, then smiled and said, "Do you really have no impression of this little girl?"

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, "You are..."

"I'm Murong Zhuer." The girl said.

"It's you?"

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang recalled in his mind the scene when he first came to Zhongzhou more than a year ago and explored the immortal ruins with the monks from the Northern Territory for the Kunlun Ruins. At that time, he met Xiao Yu, who once told him about this "Murong Pearl".

In Ye Chunyang's impression, this woman seemed to be the daughter of the headmaster of the Huayu Sect, but he had no connection with him.

"Ms. Murong came to see me. I don't know why?" Ye Chunyang said.

"Can we go in and talk to fellow Taoists?" Murong Zhuer looked around and hesitated to speak.

Ye Chunyang had no expression on his face, but he did not refuse and allowed the two of them to enter.

Murong Zhuer smiled reservedly to show her politeness, and then said: "It's a pity that I couldn't interact with fellow Taoists last time when I was at the Immortal Trail. But I haven't asked my fellow Taoists for their surnames yet?"

"I'm Ye Chunyang."

Ye Chunyang said: "If you two have anything to do, you might as well say it directly. Ye has no habit of talking in roundabout ways."

Murong Zhuer's smile did not diminish, and she did not rush to answer Ye Chunyang, but looked at the old man beside her.

At her signal, the old man took a step forward and said: "I Hua Yu Zong's guest minister, Elder Yue Lin, I guess you also know the identity of Zhu'er, so I won't mention it anymore. I came here today because I actually want to talk to my fellow Taoist. A deal."

"Oh, I don't know Er Bisu, what kind of deal can I make with you?" Ye Chunyang did not comment.

Murong Zhuer asked: "Did fellow Taoist buy a Lingsu flower at the auction today?"

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, with a hint of depth in his eyes, and said, "Not bad."

"I wonder if you can resell this flower to us. You bought it from the auction house at any price, but we paid three times the price."

Before Murong Zhuer could speak, Yue Lin took the lead and said, although his words were polite, there was a hint of majesty in them.

Ye Chunyang ignored Yue Lin's coldness, but felt surprised in his heart.

Unexpectedly, they came here for Lingsu Flower.

"To be honest, fellow Taoist, this Lingsu flower is extremely important to us. We have been inquiring about the whereabouts of this flower earlier. After hearing the news about the appearance of this flower in Black Rock City, we rushed from the sect non-stop, but something happened on the way. It was a bit unexpected, so we were delayed, and by the time we got here, the auction was over. "

Murong Zhuer raised her head and stared at Ye Chunyang, and said seriously: "After that, we made many inquiries and learned that the Lingsu Flower was bought by a Taoist fellow for 300,000 yuan. We also heard that the Taoist fellow was staying here, so we took the liberty to come. I hope fellow Taoists can part ways with me.”