A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li sat in the remote corner of the palace and looked coldly in front of the palace more than a hundred lengths. A middle-aged man in a soap robe, holding a pale yellow crystal stone in his hand, briefly introduced the object.

“Turmeric crystal, produced in the western desert of Nanjiang, can only be found in sand below a thousand feet, is extremely hard and can accommodate a large amount of soil attribute spirituality, it is an excellent material for refining soil properties. The base price of this item shall be 8,000 spirit stones, and the price shall not be less than 1,000 per increase.” This monk, who presides over the auction, is a former middle-aged baby monk, whose voice is not impatient and who has no overstatement whatsoever.

But it is also normal, if a low-order monk is watched by hundreds of dollar infant monks at the same time, that immense intangible pressure is enough for this person to be distraught and unable to speak.

Han Li carefully sensed that this person is the cultivation of the peak of Yuan Bao, and if no Yuan Bao Late Master is found at the auction, this person can be said to be the cultivation of the highest cultivation in the palace. Therefore, no one dares to disrupt this auction.

And this turmeric crystal, although it is a good material for refining the soil attribute of Fabao, did not appear to jump the bid, only a few times three or four people paid the price, and it was taken down by an anonymous monk with 12,000 spirit stones.

The auction of the other items below is also underway.

Han Li sat on the chair and watched it all. It was not surprising that the color of peace was unusual.

This auction will last for several days in a row. Naturally, there can't be anything too good about what comes out on the first day. Although relatively rare, these materials can also be collected outside the auction as long as time is spent. So most of the people in the palace will not compete for it, except those who really need it. In the end, however, a few good things will come out today to keep everyone interested in going to the auction on the second day.

With this in mind, Han Li naturally won't put his mind into the auction. He is just lazy enough to keep an eye on the many Numerous Baby Brothers in the palace. Although these people are only a small fraction of the Big Jin Top Brothers, they represent the forces of all sizes of Big Jin, both Orthodox and Demonic.

He was most noticed by the three bright monks sitting in the middle of the hall.

The three monks, one lean and lean, one fat with big ears, the last with good eyebrows and long beard white. All three were dressed in grey monks, bowed their heads and looked like high monks.

This is Han Li's first meeting with Buddhist high-ranking monks, naturally looked twice, and the oldest monk of his age sitting in the middle immediately looked at the same direction as Han Li. Although his eyes were peaceful and gentle, Han Li couldn't help but look at his heart.

This old monk's consciousness is so sensitive, Buddhist zong can go hand in hand with Dajinneng and Daoju, there are some ghost ways.

Han Li was reluctant to provoke hostility against the innocent. When God's knowledge was about to be withdrawn, he appeared as if nothing was going on.

After the famous monk's eyes turned on Han Standing, his original appearance was restored without change of color.

Apart from these monks in the hall, other monks who look peculiar are more likely to be present. Han Li secretly contrasted the intelligence of Dajin Xiu's forces and verified them, trying to remember them as much as possible. Maybe, to what avail.

As an item was taken away, time passed a little bit. As Han Li predicted, some rare treasures finally began to appear as we approached the late stage. The original quiet and waveless monks immediately rioted.

After several items of treasure were fiercely competitive and amazing sky prices were filmed, the atmosphere became a little hot. After all, a former infant monk wouldn't care about spending more spirits and stones for what he needed. Otherwise, it's not necessarily about the monkey months that they missed this opportunity to collect and find on their own.

“A piece of ink weighs three pounds and four taels. Refiner's rare materials, with a base price of 30,000 Psychic Stones, shall not be less than 2,000 at a time.” The rarer the treasure, the middle-aged monks who preside over the auction, the simpler the explanations. At this moment, he held up a jade tray with a black ink on it, but there was a strange metal glittering with gold.

Han Li, smiling all the time, suddenly tightened his body when he heard the words, his eyes flashed with surprise.

The required material appeared so quickly, which was surprising to him. This material, ink, he's been searching for for for a long time, but it's never been available.

36,000

Forty thousand.

“45,000 spirit stones”

……

The name of the ink is quite small, and there are more people who know the goods. Han Li hasn't bid yet, and the auctioneer on the stage's eyes swept away, and several high prices have been reported in succession.

Han Li snorted his eyebrows and did not panic to bid. Since this item is inevitable, let's wait until the price reaches the highest point to compete.

When this piece of ink was shouted by an unknown monk to the high price of 60,000 spirit stones, several people who were still stalking each other stopped.

65,000

Han Li pointed a little at the jade card in front of him, and after the spiritual flashes above, he quoted a price in his mouth.

The 67,000 Spirit Stone guy seemed to really need this, hesitating to overwhelm Han Li.

“Seventy thousand" Han Li's voice had no feelings.

This time, the bidding monk was silenced. Though the ink was rare, the 70,000 spirit stones were actually a little high, and he gave up decisively.

Han Li saw this and smiled slightly.

The middle-aged brothers who hosted the auction in front of them were very satisfied to see that the item sold at such a high price. However, the price was repeated twice as usual, and when I was about to confirm the success of the auction after the third time, suddenly another cold increase was heard.

75000

Han Li and the middle-aged brothers hosting the auction stunned, and most of the other brothers in the auction house were surprised.

80,000

Han Li immediately returned to normal and said without thinking.

“82,000" is another unspoken bid. This man, like Han Li, looks like he must have this object.

Not only did Han Li's face change slightly this time, but other monks couldn't help but sweep away their eyes.

Only where people could see it, the main hall waited, a monk sitting quietly, covered in light black fog, could not see half the truth, but seemed to be an elderly man from the implicitly visible clothes.

Han Li was wondering, but he didn't have the mind to spend a little more on each other. His face sank and he blatantly said a price that shook the hearts and minds of all the monks.

“120,000 spirit stones”

At this price, the other monks in the palace show off their strange colors. This number of spirits can buy a nice antique that is far above the normal price of ink.

After a disturbance, there was a lot of repairs and I couldn't help but look over to Han Li.

But Han Li, who changed his face, was just a sickly-looking yellow-faced monk, and naturally no one would know him.

Han Li also turned a blind eye to the others, always watching over the actions of the elderly covered in black air.

The old man was also obviously surprised to hear such a high price. If possible, he would definitely offer a higher price to compete with Han Li for ink. But according to his sources, there is another more important material that will appear below, and if he spends so much spirit stone, he is not sure to take down another material steadily. Then the loss will be even greater. Besides, if the price is raised so high in one breath, it will not be easy to quit.

After a reckoning in his heart, the old man finally stopped bidding.

This material finally landed in Han Li's hands.

But in this way, Han Li and the old man naturally attracted the attention of hearts and minds.

But Han Li was fine, just sitting on a chair with closed eyes, as if he was no longer interested in anything else after the ink got in his hand.

The old man bought it for more than 200,000 dollars after competing with a large group of brothers on a rarer material called "Free from Fire Sand” below.

The elderly are so generous and naturally more attractive.

This is not to say that at this auction, the elderly are the most expensive monks.

At the end of the auction, high-end ancient treasures, such as Dan medicine to enhance cultivation, were almost all around 230,000. But purchasing a refiner material for just over 200,000 dollars is still reminiscent, not something ordinary monks can do.

After the first day of the auction, Han Li Mixed left the auction house among the Brothers, but at the exit of Fang City, the Yin Zong Brothers were long gone and seemed dead.

Han Li smiled and left Fangcheng in a hurry and went to his residence.

What Han Li did not know was that the old man in the black hood had grown old in Fang Shi, but appeared quietly in an unsightly house in Jinjing. Ye's crown old man was waiting for him in one of the houses.

Upon meeting the crown seniors, the one attending the auction, without saying anything, handed over the bag “away from the fire sand” from the auction.

I already know about the ink thing. There's a Gao Dao friend on this trip. Nor did I expect that some people would pay such a high price for this item, otherwise Daoist would definitely bring some more spirit stones. Fortunately, this stuff is ink. In a few days' time, there will be some people exchanging it at the underground auction. Otherwise, there will be some trouble. Exchange of materials I have checked and prepared for Daoist. We'll have to ask Daoist to come over. ”As soon as the crown old man received the material, he said with a laugh.

“Hey, Brother Yunyi really gave me too many spirit stones at once, I'm afraid Ko won't be able to hold on. This time it was just an accident. There are more than enough spiritual stones to be prepared in advance. In a few days' time, the underground trade, I'll be there myself.” The old man with the high surname replied with a laugh.

“Gao Daoyou works, rest assured naturally. This is a Lindane prepared for Taoist friends. After this, the number of Lindanes will double.” The crown old man nodded with satisfaction, pulling out a jade box from the storage bag and handing it to each other.

“Good. Taoist is so trustworthy, he has been doing his best these days.“ The old man with the high surname checked the Lindane in the box, nodded satisfactorily, and then took a storage bag full of spirits from the old man with the crown stone and a jade jane remembering to bid on material intelligence tomorrow, and left.

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