Tempered Immortal

However, there are policies, there are countermeasures, there are private deals, there are no auctions where you can earn more money, so some forces still quietly provide convenience, of course, the deals they hold will be very hidden, not only from the powerful ghosts in the Shadow Canyon, but also from the law-enforcement monks in Ghost City.

Often, people who want to attend such secret trade fairs have to be invited and no one else gets any news at all.

Lin Xuan would have missed this opportunity if he hadn't listened to the conversation between the two brothers by chance, if he hadn't been a powerful god!

Of course, his goal was not to buy a servant, but to see if there were other rarities.

According to common sense, the treasures at the auction are not available in Fang Shi and may help with the injury to the moon.

Lin Xuan thought about it in his heart and then found a guest house to stay in Ghost City.

First stabilize the wounds for the moon with its own true yuan, then start to fight. When the moon to Jomtien, Lin Xuan's powers also recovered.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Xuan jumped out the window.

Ghost City has long been pitch-black. Although sleeplessness has little effect on the monks, after all, there are few people who move at night, and occasionally pedestrians pass by apathetically.

Lin Xuan went out of the city gate and then flew north along the route he heard. It was just against the Valley of the Shadows. About half an hour later, Lin Xuan landed.

It is a wasteland surrounded by sparse, sparsely shrubbery plants, sparse spiritual energy, occasional winds blowing through, and the sand on the surface is scraped open to see animal bones.

No wonder the mysterious chamber of commerce chose to hold an auction here, believing that even those ghosts would be lazy.

Lin Xuan released his divine consciousness and covered all the circles in the circle. However, after a moment, he did not find any restraint. He was somewhat curious. It seems that if the other party's obstacle eyesight was not too smart, there would be no restraint placed here at all.

A shade of haze floated between Lin Xuan's eyebrows. He felt a little embarrassed. Yesterday, after listening to the conversation between the two brothers, Lin Xuan only knew about the place of the auction. Specifically, it was not very clear. What should we do now?

However, Lin Xuan did not intend to leave, but rather converged the light and wandered around the area.

Soon after, the figure of a monk entered the curtain.

It was a robe of Confucianism, about the early thirties, repaired around the middle of the foundation. After seeing the light fall, he immediately sneaked around to measure, and his face was clearly discernable with a tense expression.

Though the man was considered careful, he naturally could not detect Lin Xuan's whereabouts. After confirming that no one was present, he removed a yellow token from his arms, read words in his mouth, and then consecrated the musical note and turned it into a yellow ray, flying deep into the ground.

Boomy, originally a plain salt-alkali sand, suddenly cracked a gap and a dark cave entered the line of sight.

Then a skinny old man walked out of it and spoke to Najusheng for a few words, ready to greet him in.

“Looks like this is the entrance to the auction. Would you like to join me? ”

When they heard the strange words, they were naturally shocked and turned their heads in horror, and their hands had touched the storage bag.

A plain looking teenager appeared more than a dozen miles away and walked over with a smile on his face.

“Brother Cotton Stage! ”

Confucius whispered, his face had been in awe. The old man was also terrified, but his hands shouted, trying to signal his companion.

Unfortunately, he was faster than Lin Xuan. Before the musical note had been sacrificed, he was cut off. At the same time, he was all numb and unable to function freely.

Obviously, the other party exercised great magic and imprisoned his powers, while a monk could not mobilize them, so it was just an ordinary man.

The old man's forehead is covered with sweat drops.

“Don't panic, Daoist, I just want to attend the auction, nothing else.” Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to show his sincerity and patted him on the shoulder. The old man threw up a breath of turbidity and his spiritual power could be controlled at will.

But he did not move slightly, looking to Lin Xuan's eyes. Instead, he was filled with awe. The so-called elderly man was very old. The old man knew that, since the other party dared to lift his confinement, he was naturally fully confident and instantly extinguished himself, otherwise he would never do so.

Faced with a figure who can lift his hand and throw his soul apart, he is naturally cautious and does not dare to be lazy at all.

The old man made a gift: “Forgive me, I thought you were a law enforcement officer in Ghost Town, so..."

“Well, the stranger is not to blame, there is no need to explain.” Lin Xuan smiled: “I also learned by chance that there would be an auction here, so I took the liberty of coming...”

“It is a despicable honour to welcome, welcome and honor our predecessors.” The old man's attitude made a big turn of 180 degrees, but he didn't do it all in fear of Lin Xuan.

The old man's name is Huang Xian, he is a monk of the Seven Fallen Heavens. Speaking of the Seven Fallen Heavens, the source is long. Although it cannot be compared to the time of the opening faction of the three giants, it has spread for 10,000 years, but it is not a gatekeeper, but a trade union, with businesses spread throughout Pyongzhou.

Though I don't know what its specific strength is, regardless of the right way of magic, there are not many sects daring to provoke this trade union, money can make ghosts grind, more crystals can also smash people to death.

Seven days is not interested in power, however, in earning more crystals, but very persistent, this Ghost City auction can not say ten thousand profits, but can also earn a full pot, they have held many times before.

As is customary, every trade fair only invites well-known and reliable monks, but this unexpected situation of Lin Xuan has already occurred many times.

The confidentiality work is even better. It is not uncommon for one or two of the participating monks to divulge the time and place of the trade fair.

In this situation, the Seven Natures naturally have a safe way to deal with it.

If the famous monks are not strong enough, then kill them. This auction is not a food market, come if you want.

Of course, if the other party is sophisticated and difficult, they will also be flexible and simply let the person attend the trade fair.

Otherwise, we can't kill all those who know, let each other go back to preach big things, and make a scene known to everyone, even for such forces as the Seven Days of Judgment, it's a problem. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)