Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Half a month later, dusk fell and the lights came on.

To the north of Fanyang Market, there stands a majestic palace, covering hundreds of acres. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the glazed tiles sparkle with golden light, like thousands of pairs of eyes, quietly watching the people coming and going.

The door of the palace was wide open, with dozens of Qi-refining monks standing on both sides, and a dozen monks standing suspended in the air, scattered in all directions.

These cultivators were full of spiritual energy, and they were at least in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment stage. Among them were two Jindan cultivators who were staring down at the crowd with vigilant eyes.

Countless monks poured into the hall, the sound of talking and laughing was endless, and the place was noisy and chaotic.

Chen Yuan mixed in the crowd and walked forward slowly. He felt the powerful pressure hanging over his head and couldn't help feeling awe in his heart.

The auction is about to begin, and thousands of monks have gathered here.

In order to avoid trouble, the three major sects behind Fanyang Market were extremely cautious and arranged many disciples to be on duty and patrol.

There was even a Nascent Soul cultivator who personally presided over the auction, emitting a faint sense of pressure and reminding the cultivators participating in the auction not to harbor any disloyal thoughts.

However, only Jindan cultivators can feel this pressure, and only they have the ability to disrupt the auction.

The records of these three sects emerged in Chen Yuan's mind. Fanyang City is located in the Fanyang Mountains, stretching for hundreds of miles. There is a large spiritual vein in the mountains, but it is not occupied by any large sect, but shared by three medium-sized sects.

These three sects have always advanced and retreated together. Together, they have seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators, which is enough to rival a large sect. They have been passed down for thousands of years and still stand firm.

Perhaps it is precisely because Fanyang Market was jointly founded by three sects, which check and balance each other, act fairly, and have an excellent reputation, that it can hold an auction once every ten years. It is well-known throughout Renzhou and even cannot be compared with the markets of many large sects.

Chen Yuan entered the hall, took out a jade token from the mustard seed ring, and handed it to a young female cultivator.

There were more than a dozen equally young and beautiful female cultivators nearby, all of whom had cultivation levels below the seventh level of Qi Refining, and they were checking the jade tokens in the hands of other cultivators.

If one wants to participate in the auction, one needs to pay thirty low-grade spirit stones and purchase a jade token, which excludes many low-level cultivators who have limited financial resources and just want to watch the fun.

The young female cultivator took the jade token from Chen Yuan and looked down. The jade token was pure green in color, with fairy birds and auspicious beasts engraved on one side and the word "Fifty-six" engraved on the other side.

A look of respect immediately appeared on his face: "Senior, please follow me."

She bowed slightly, handed the jade token back to Chen Yuan with both hands, then turned and walked into the hall with a graceful figure.

The hall is brightly lit and has a circular patio structure with a direct connection to the roof in the middle and three floors around it.

In the center of the hall on the first floor, there is a low-lying square platform surrounded by dozens of high platforms. The higher you go out, the higher the platforms are, like a winding mountain road. On the high platforms are placed armchairs, about ten feet apart. The outermost circle of high platforms is dozens of feet away from the square platform in the middle.

However, with the monk's sharp eyesight, he can still easily see the square platform in the middle.

Most of the chairs on the dozens of platforms on the first level were already occupied. The monks who entered the hall later walked down the platforms one after another, looking for their seats.

These cultivators only have Qi Refining skills, without exception.

Chen Yuan followed the young female cultivator up the stairs to the second floor.

The structure here is the same as that of the first floor, with circles of platforms extending out one after another, but the number of monks is much smaller, only a few thousand people, all of whom are foundation-building monks.

They were not sitting on armchairs, but on silk cushions. In front of them was a table made of precious wood, on which were placed magical teas and fruits.

Chen Yuan continued walking up to the third floor without stopping. Here, there were no circles of high platforms, but rather a series of private rooms arranged in order. There were also several female cultivators leading other cultivators and walking in front.

He followed the young female cultivator all the way to Box 59, where he stopped.

The two wooden doors of the box were tightly closed. The young female cultivator turned around, bowed gracefully, and said softly, "Senior, please take out the jade token."

Chen Yuan took out the jade token, which glowed slightly, and the wooden door began to light up and slowly opened.

The two of them walked in. In the four corners of the box, candles as thick as children's arms were burning, illuminating the room as bright as day.

There was a soft couch in the middle, and on the table in front of it was a formation plate about a foot in size.

Next to it were magical teas and fruits, as well as a purple copper incense burner. With light smoke curling around, the box was filled with a faint fragrance that was refreshing.

The young female cultivator said respectfully, "Senior, the water curtain technique has been cast on this array. Once you inject your true essence into it, it will start. You can see the scene in the hall."

"The treasure you bid for will be delivered to the box and exchanged with you on the spot."

"All the boxes on the third floor are set up with formations. You don't have to worry about being spied on, but please don't spy on others at will."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "You can go down."

"Yes, congratulations to the senior for returning with a fruitful harvest." The young female cultivator bowed and left the box, gently closing the door.

Chen Yuan lifted the back of his clothes, sat on the couch, raised his hand and injected a wisp of true energy into the formation plate.

The array plate hummed and lit up slightly, and a white water curtain slowly rose up, about three feet wide and one foot high, showing the scene in the hall clearly, with every detail visible.

Chen Yuan nodded with satisfaction, leaning on the back of the couch, waiting for the auction to begin. Only Jindan cultivators could enter the third-floor box, so there was no need to worry about being disturbed.

Half an hour later, the first and second floors of the hall were filled with monks. No more monks entered the hall, and the door slowly closed.

The monks who had been patrolling and on duty outside the hall also followed in and stood in various places on the first and second floors of the hall.

There were also several foundation-building monks standing around the square platform, facing all directions, with their hands behind their backs and serious expressions.

A fifty-year-old man walked slowly to the square platform, with spiritual energy surging in his body, and he had the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan.

This person was dressed in a red robe, had kind eyes and a big smile on his face, making people feel very friendly.

He bowed to all four directions and said in a loud voice: "Today, all of you Taoist friends have gathered here for the auction. The Fanyang auction has been held dozens of times. I believe you all know the rules. If there are any first-time participants, please check the records in the jade card. I will not elaborate. The auction begins now!"

He raised his hand, and ten jade bottles appeared in front of him. He tilted them slightly, and a hundred black and white pills flew out.

The old man in red robe said, "It's still the same old rules. Next is the C-grade auction item, one hundred foundation-building pills, divided into ten groups, ten pills in each group. Here's the first group, the reserve price is two hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than five mid-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone on the second floor immediately started bidding: "I'll offer two hundred and ten middle-grade spirit stones!"

"Two hundred and thirty dollars!"

"Two hundred and thirty-five..."

Foundation-building pills are always in short supply. The Nine Immortal Continent is rich in spiritual energy, and there are many mortals with spiritual roots, as well as many Qi-refining monks, so the demand for foundation-building pills is even greater.

The first set of foundation-building pills was finally bought by a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, and was sold for three hundred and thirty-five medium-grade spirit stones.

There were also many bidders for the following nine sets of Foundation Establishment Pills, and the bidding became more and more intense as time went on. The last set of Foundation Establishment Pills was sold at a high price of 380 mid-grade spirit stones.

Such frenzied bidding directly ignited the atmosphere of the auction. After the Foundation Establishment Pill, the red-robed old man took out a top-grade magical weapon of extremely high quality, which attracted the Qi Refining monks in the hall on the first floor to bid.

From then on, most of the treasures that the red-robed old man took out were related to Qi-refining cultivators. They were either top-grade magic weapons, top-grade magic talismans, or extremely precious low-grade spiritual materials.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators on the second floor seldom participated in the bidding, and none of the Core Forming cultivators in the third-floor box spoke up.

This is the characteristic of the Fanyang Auction, which is divided into three categories of items: A, B and C, which are suitable for Jindan cultivators, foundation-building cultivators and Qi-refining cultivators respectively.

Among them, the items with the letter "C" account for about 30%, which are suitable for use by Qi-refining cultivators. More than half of them are provided by the three major sects themselves, attracting many low-level cultivators to participate in the auction.

It took a full day and a half to complete the auction of more than 400 "C" items. The next items were "Y" items suitable for foundation-building monks.

Chen Yuan bought several kinds of spiritual materials suitable for refining flying swords, all of which were quite rare on the market.

Before Li Qingshan upgraded his flying sword to a lower-grade spiritual weapon, he no longer needed to collect spiritual materials on his own.

After the red-robed old man took out the "Y" item for auction, the Qi-refining cultivators on the first floor of the hall were unable to participate in the bidding. They could only watch with envy as the Foundation-building cultivators on the second floor bought precious treasures one after another.

The Jindan cultivators in the third-floor box also began to participate in the bidding. They could not use these treasures themselves, but they could give them to their younger disciples.

The foundation-building cultivators on the second floor of the hall were in tears. With their financial resources, they could not compete with the Jindan cultivators at all.

Chen Yuan also made several moves and bought several three hundred and five hundred year old spiritual herbs needed to refine the Yao Yuan Dan.

These kinds of spiritual herbs are relatively rare and difficult to buy in the market. They are also the main ingredients for refining foundation-building pills, attracting many foundation-building cultivators to bid for them, but they were all easily defeated by Chen Yuan.

In addition, there are several spiritual materials suitable for refining flying swords, but Chen Yuan ignored them.

Li Qingshan has his own way to go, and he can't do everything for his apprentice.

There were many more items in the "B" category than in the "C" category, totaling more than 700 pieces. It took nearly three days to complete the auction.

Dozens of them were bought by Jindan cultivators, and they are the most precious ones.

After four days, the monks participating in the auction were still in high spirits.

The monks were full of energy, and a few days without sleep was nothing.

Even though the first-level Qi-refining cultivators were unable to bid, they were still able to broaden their horizons and see many rare treasures, which they viewed with great interest.

What comes next is the real highlight, with more than one hundred Class A items suitable for Jindan cultivators, each of which is priceless.

Chen Yuan sat up straight, looking at the clear water curtain, his eyes becoming more solemn.

The red-robed old man raised his sleeves and a jade slip appeared in front of him. He said loudly, "The next one is the A-grade item, the water-based technique "Canglang Song". It has a complete inheritance and can be practiced to the late Nascent Soul stage."

"It also contains thirteen kinds of secret magical powers, ranging from the foundation-building stage to the Nascent Soul stage, as well as the methods of refining four kinds of life-defining magic treasures."

"The true essence of the cultivator is strong and pure. This technique is enough to be used as a sect heritage for a large sect. The base price is 100 high-grade spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than 10 high-grade spirit stones!" (End of this chapter)