Chapter 51 Treasure Sale Conference

"It's strange. Why did you suddenly disappear when you came here along the way back from Lingji?"

In Prince Xuan's Mansion, Manager Qu looked gloomy. At this time, she had resumed her previous appearance as the manager of the Prince's Mansion. No one would have thought that she would be a lurker of the devil.

Previously, under the spell of Master Uncle Li, she returned to the palace along the Lingji. It was basically certain that the person she fought with in the ruined temple was hiding in the palace, but now the fluctuations of the Red Blood Order suddenly disappeared without a trace, so that She was frightened.

"Could it be the three heroes of Yunxi? Or was it the girl that Aunt Ling brought that day?" Manager Qu thought gloomily.

She thought of Ye Chunyang and Mu Yunshu who she accidentally bumped into when she brought the three heroes of Yunxi into the house during the day, and felt the aura of cultivation from the latter.

But then she denied the speculation. The person she was fighting against was a man, and it could not be Mu Yunshu. The three heroes of Yunxi were still below her in cultivation. As for Ye Chunyang, who entered the mansion with Mu Yunshu, Not to mention, this kid is just a useless mortal, how could he be the one who took away the Red Blood Order.

If it weren't for them, it meant that there were other immortal cultivators hidden in the palace, and there might be more than one person, perhaps a master of the seven sects of immortality.

"Hmph! As long as he is still in this palace, he will not be hidden for long. When he is found, he will be crushed to ashes to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Manager Qu thought about it carefully. No matter who the opponent was, if she could not find the Red Blood Order, she would only die. However, she had been lurking in this palace for many years. As long as there were immortal cultivators, they would not be able to escape her eyes.

After thinking for a moment, she came to a secret place, took out a communication talisman from her sleeve, left a note on it and said a few words, and then the talisman turned into fire and disappeared into the air.

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While Manager Qu was secretly searching, in a room not far from the kitchen, Ye Chunyang also looked ugly.

As he had guessed, the Red Blood Order indeed contained a spiritual mark. After returning to the palace, the order was tracked by others. It was probably the man in black who had helped to find his traces. Fortunately, he had cultivated the Origin Heaven. It has the miraculous effect of covering up fluctuations and can hide this spiritual mark, otherwise its whereabouts would have been exposed at this moment.

"The Demon Sect is arresting monks everywhere. They must not only have sent disciples in the Qi Refining Period, but there may be other masters hiding nearby. The mission sent by the sect this time may be to use us as bait to lure out the Demon Sect masters behind them. I But you must not expose your identity, otherwise you will really become cannon fodder!”

After this contact, Ye Chunyang felt that this trip was more and more dangerous, but for him, concentrating on training and secretly improving his strength was the way to go. Compared with it, everything seemed less important.

After thinking about it, he found two scrolls in his Qiankun Bag. One was the intermediate spell "Fire Light Slash", and the other was a secret scroll of Talisman Refining, which he had extorted from Su Hu that day.

After silently comprehending "Fierce Light Slash", he opened the secret record of talisman refining.

To enhance strength, talismans are extremely crucial, but talismans have always been priceless in the market, and exchanging them from the sect requires a considerable contribution. If you can refine the talisman yourself, you will save a lot of trouble.

But after Ye Chunyang read the secret records with his spiritual consciousness, his mood became a little heavy.

"I didn't expect that the materials required to refine the talisman are not ordinary. They must use specific talisman paper and spiritual blood, and then inject spiritual power into the talisman pen to carve it."

Ye Chunyang was secretly surprised. Talisman paper is quite common and can be sold in all trading places in major Xiuxian cities. Spiritual blood refers to the essence blood of monsters. The level of monsters also plays a vital role in refining the talisman.

Ye Chunyang now has a bottle of fire dragon essence and blood on his body, and he just needs to find a way to get some talismans.

What really troubled him was the talisman pen. This object must have animal bones and hair of first level or above, and then be forged by a weapon refiner before it can be made.

Even though he has the skin and bones of a fire dragon, weapon refiners and alchemists are generally in short supply. Generally, only immortal sects and secluded families can afford to support them. Where should he find them in this small country of girls?

"It seems that I won't be able to find a weapon refiner to help me refine the talisman pen in a short period of time. As of now, I can only try my luck at the treasure selling conference in three days."

After thinking of a plan, Ye Chunyang decided not to get involved in the monk's disappearance, and waited patiently for the secret treasure sales meeting to be held in the west of the city three days later, hoping to get something beneficial to himself.

In the following time, he kept a low profile in the kitchen of Prince Xuan's Mansion. Because of his dull behavior, others only regarded him as a silly boy from the countryside and were indifferent to him. Even the fat woman in the kitchen only regarded him as a cute guy. Dispensable little people are not paid much attention to.

As for the little senior sister Mu Yunshu, she didn't know if she had forgotten him. She had not come to see him since entering the mansion that day, and Ye Chunyang didn't care about it.

As for the Red Blood Order, with the cover up of the technique, no one in the devil's path could find his trace for a while, which allowed him to prepare his plan of refining the talisman with peace of mind.

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In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

At noon that day, in an alley in the west of the city, a black figure wearing a cloak quietly appeared. This person wore a green-faced and fanged ghost mask on his face. If he appeared at night, people would probably think he was coming from hell. The life-seeking Shura who crawled out looked ferocious and mysterious.

This person was none other than Ye Chunyang who had put on a disguise.

At this time, there were three people not far in front of him. They were the three heroes of Yunxi who stayed in Prince Xuan's Mansion.

From the conversation in the restaurant that day, it was learned that these three people had already scouted out the location of the treasure selling conference. By following them, Ye Chunyang could avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In the past few days, he has been secretly paying attention to the three people, and found that since they entered the palace, except for going to the main hall a few times in response to Princess Xuanyang's summons, they rarely showed up. It was not until today that they walked out of the palace, so he He also quietly followed out.

The market in the west of the city is originally a trading market for mortals. Most people would not expect that monks would hold a treasure selling meeting here today. However, in order to facilitate the transactions of the monks, the monks who facilitated the treasure selling meeting spontaneously formed a team to come here to manage the venue. Contract it out and maintain order in the transaction.

After the three heroes of Yunxi entered Fangshi, they went straight to the second floor.

Ye Chunyang naturally followed him.

This treasure selling conference is an independent auction. If the monks have treasures to sell, they can go on stage to introduce them themselves. If someone likes them, they can trade privately with the person selling the treasures. This can avoid exposing the details in front of everyone and ensure that Transaction security.

According to the rules, after paying an inferior spirit stone to the maintenance party, Ye Chunyang found a corner and sat down.

But after sitting down, he was a little surprised.

I thought that not many monks would gather in this secular place, but the reality was beyond expectation.

There were no fewer than thirty people present, most of whom were above the sixth level of Qi Refining.

But after all, they were all ordinary casual cultivators, and the highest among them was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining like him, so he felt relieved. Even if these cultivators gathered for other purposes, he could handle them with his strength.

While Ye Chunyang was observing in secret, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

At this time, a woman wearing a gauze sat down next to him. Although she was disguised, judging from the light fragrance and figure, she was no more than ten years old.

For some reason, this light fragrance felt familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he had no impression of it.

Ye Chunyang was secretly curious and couldn't help but look at the masked girl a few more times.

Sensing his gaze, the girl turned her head and looked up. Under the gauze, a pair of pure and beautiful eyes were revealed. They were a bit weak, but also noble, as if they were born from an extraordinary family.

After looking at him, the girl's delicate willow eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and some doubts appeared in her eyes, but they quickly disappeared. She nodded slightly to Ye Chunyang and then looked away.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang returned the greeting slightly, but he was wondering in his heart, could the feeling of familiarity be just his own illusion?

The other party was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he couldn't remember when he had seen him before.

After thinking hard to no avail, he simply stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes and waited quietly. After half a quarter of an hour, the conference also stopped entering, and everyone gradually settled down.

At this time, a man walked up to the front desk, wearing a mask like most people, and spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Today's transaction, regardless of identity or treasure, is just for everyone to get what they need. However, for the sake of safety, this place has also been banned by several Taoist friends who are proficient in formations. No one is allowed to do anything here, otherwise it will cause a big formation. If triggered, everyone will be destroyed, so please follow the rules carefully and don't have any thoughts that harm others and do not benefit yourself. "

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people in the field obviously changed, but no one spoke, obviously they all acquiesced to the rules of this place.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly. People in the world of immortality were rising. Killings and seizing treasures were common. Although such protective measures could be maintained for a while, if a valuable treasure really appeared, I'm afraid it might not be able to keep everyone safe.

Seeing that no one objected, the man in front smiled and continued: "Since everyone knows the rules, now that the treasure selling begins, which Taoist friend will come up first to sell the treasure?"

After saying these words, someone came to the stage first and took out a small green sword from his sleeve. It looked very delicate. However, under the blow of his spiritual energy, the small sword, which was only three inches long, actually swelled up in the wind and turned into a sword. The three-foot green front exuded an intimidating edge.

Everyone was shocked. They thought the sword was just a hidden weapon or something like a magic weapon, but they didn't expect it to be a flying sword!

"This is a medium-level magical weapon, the Qingxiao Sword. It is made of Hanshan mine iron. No spiritual stone is required. I only need a magical weapon of the same grade to exchange for it. If any fellow Taoist is interested, he can come and find it privately after the meeting."

The man selling the flying sword had an old voice, as if he was an old man over fifty years old. After introducing the treasure, he stepped down from the stage and sat back down.

During this period, many people looked at him, and they were obviously interested in the Qingxiao Sword, but they also held back.

It has just begun, and even if you want to trade, you have to wait until the end. Maybe there will be more suitable treasures for you.

Ye Chunyang also glanced at the Qingxiao Sword, but he did not specialize in sword energy and did not attach much importance to magic weapons such as flying swords, so he waited patiently.

At this time, people came on stage one after another, either with elixirs or magic weapons, but most of them were inferior. In comparison, the Qingxiao Sword sold by the old man before was more eye-catching. Seeing this, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

However, he knew that the so-called transaction was actually a bargain. Everyone wanted to get the maximum return with the minimum investment. No one would take out the truly valuable treasure easily, so he was not in a hurry and saw if he could get it in the future. There are some unexpected surprises.

At this time, he thought of the masked girl beside him, and found that she was just like him, unmoved by the treasures that appeared so far, and just sat quietly, as if waiting for something.