Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 432 Attacked
The auction continues.

Although the following auction items are not as precious as the Qingyuan chariot, they are all rare treasures.

Second-grade or even third-grade breakthrough elixirs, earth-grade cultivation techniques, top-grade spiritual tools, spiritual beast eggs with heavenly blood, ancient magic formations...

It can be said that many auction items can be taken to other auctions as the finale items.

This made the atmosphere at the auction venue more and more exciting, and many Jindan cultivators also participated in the bidding.

Ning Fa made one move, using 20,000 spirit stones to buy a few pieces of quasi-third-level ghost crystal stones. He just watched quietly for the rest of the time because he was waiting for the Buxuanshen.

After another mid-grade spiritual weapon was sold at a high price, Mrs. Li clapped her hands.

There was a flash of green light in the sky, and a strange figwort appeared.

I saw that it was shaped like a canopy, the color of jade, with a faint light flowing, a light green aura swirling around it, strange visions appearing, and a pure and abundant spiritual energy emanating from it.

"Could this be... Scrophularia ningpoensis?" Someone in the audience recognized its origin and exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, it is the Buxuanshen, and judging from its appearance, I'm afraid that the age of the medicine is not far from a thousand years.

This Zhilan Company is really generous, they can even get such a rare heavenly and earthly spiritual herb." Another person exclaimed.

Ning Fa's expression brightened and he sat up straight.

Cheng Susu, who was beside him, noticed his abnormality.

"Junior Brother Ning, do you also want this Buxuanshen? Feel free to bid boldly. If you don't have enough spirit stones, I still have a lot here." Cheng Susu said with a beautiful smile.

Ning Fa showed gratitude in his eyes and then stared at the stage.

“It seems that a fellow Taoist has recognized the origin of this spiritual herb. Yes, this spiritual herb is the extremely rare third-level spiritual herb Buxuanshen, which has incredible effects, especially for those Taoists whose foundations are damaged.

The base price for this item is 40,000 Spirit Stones, and each bid cannot be less than 1,000."

"Seventy thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as Mrs. Li finished speaking, a Jindan cultivator in a room on the fourth floor made a bid.

He raised the price by almost double in one go, expressing his determination to get this grass.

The other cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment. Some cultivators in the late foundation building stage who were also very interested in spiritual herbs had to give up and did not dare to compete with the Jindan cultivators.

In fact, the real grade of this Scrophularia ningpoensis is only a mid-level third grade.

However, because of its special function, its price is inestimable in the eyes of monks who need it.

Ning Fa couldn't help but frown, feeling that if he wanted to take this magical herb away today, he would probably have to pay a high price.

"Junior brother, just bid boldly and don't worry about anything else." At this time, Cheng Ziyi said to him with a faint smile.

Ning Fa gave him a thankful look and then said, "Eighty thousand spirit stones."

"One hundred thousand spirit stones!" The Jindan cultivator who made the bid at the beginning raised the price without hesitation.

"Haha, I also like this Buxuanshen. I'll offer one hundred and five thousand spirit stones." Another Jindan cultivator opened the bidding.

"One hundred and one hundred thousand spirit stones." Ning Fa's expression remained unchanged and he continued speaking.

The competition for Buxuanshen also became a competition between Ning Fa and three other Jindan cultivators.

As the price got higher and higher, the other two Jindan cultivators also withdrew from the bidding, leaving only Ning Fa and the Jindan cultivator at the beginning who were still holding on.

"One hundred and fourteen thousand spirit stones!" The Jindan cultivator quoted another high price with a hint of anger.

There was already a slight commotion from the audience; this price was actually far higher than the expected value of the Scrophularia ningpoensis.

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones!" Ning Fa raised the price without changing his expression.

"Hmph!" The Jindan cultivator snorted coldly, but ultimately did not bid again.

This made Ning Fa feel relieved and a little bit lucky.

Considering the wealth of a Jindan cultivator, 150,000 spirit stones are nothing.

It is very likely that the subsequent auction items will be more attractive to this person, so he must keep enough spirit stones.

"No fellow Taoist has made an offer? Such an 800-year-old herb is extremely rare. I don't know when I will see it again."

Mrs. Li looked around the venue with her alluring eyes and continued to ask in a seductive tone.

Hearing this, Ning Fa cursed inwardly.

Fortunately, no one else started bidding. After all, the price was already very high, enough to buy a very good spiritual weapon.

When Ning Fa came back from the backstage to take over, the Scrophularia ningpoensis was already lying safely in his storage bag.

Ning Fa breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, the purpose of this trip was fully achieved.

"Junior Brother Ning, congratulations." Cheng Susu also smiled sweetly at him.

Ningfa was also in a good mood and nodded with a smile.

At this time, in a private room on the third floor.

“It seems that the one who just took the photo of the Scrophulariaceae was Ning Fa.

Previous intelligence showed that the foundation of the Ning family's eldest elder was damaged, and Ning Fa probably bought this nourishing ginseng for him."

A young man said with a faint smile.

He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a jade belt around his waist and a folding fan in his hand, looking like a handsome young man.

This person was none other than He Shaoan, the young master of Xudong Trading Company, and also the grandson of Mr. He.

Next to him was another young man wearing a Confucian robe with cloud patterns, with a handsome face and a graceful demeanor.

And this person is Xia Mingyang, the core disciple of the Xia family.

Not long ago, Ning Fa taught this man a lesson in public.

It can be said that these two people have a lot of conflicts with Ning Fa, but now they are together. Xia Mingyang raised a sarcastic smile and said lightly: "It's about time. I hope he can still laugh later."

Hearing this, He Shaoan gently waved his folding fan and smiled with joy on his face.

It seemed that the thought of what was going to happen next made him very happy.

……

After another item was auctioned off, Ning Fa, who was smiling, suddenly changed his expression.

He took out a blue shell-shaped communication device, and the anxious voice of the Great Elder Ning Zhongyuan came out from it.

"The caravan escort was attacked by robbers and suffered heavy losses!"

Ning Fa suddenly stood up, his face turned red with anger.

Cheng Susu, who happened to be smiling, couldn't help but look at him with worry, while Cheng Ziyi frowned slightly.

"Uncle and sister master, I have to leave first." Ning Fa took a deep breath, suppressed the worry in his heart, and said goodbye to the two.

Cheng Ziyi nodded and said, "Go ahead. If you need my help, you can come to me."

Ning Fa thanked him and left in a hurry.

Cheng Susu also wanted to go with him, but Cheng Ziyi reached out to stop her, saying helplessly: "Susu, although I don't object to you meeting him now, you can't be too proactive."

Cheng Susu pouted and returned to her seat in a depressed mood.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with worry, and she had no intention of watching the rest of the auction.

At this time, Ning Fa had already hurried out of the auction venue and ran towards the southeast corner of the market.

Soon he came to a building that was being renovated, which was where Changfeng Trading Company was going to open a store.

In the backyard, quite a few monks had gathered, most of them were from the Ning and Wei families, as well as some recruited monks. Everyone looked heavy and sad.

And on the ground, there were dozens of corpses lying.

One of the bodies even had only a head.

Judging from the skull, he should be still very young, with a long scar on his face, from the left corner of his mouth to the right eyebrow.

His eyes were wide open, filled with anger.

When Ningfa saw the head, his eyes suddenly fixed.

"boom!"

Like a bolt from the blue, rumbling thunder sounded.

Countless silver arcs of lightning appeared in the courtyard, like silver snakes dancing wildly, violently and disorderly.

The faces of the monks in the courtyard suddenly changed, and some even quickly took defensive measures.

At this time, Ning Fa's body was covered with arcs of lightning, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from him.

It made the people around change color.

Especially the cultivators of the Wei family, who felt Ning Fa’s power directly for the first time.

Ningfa's eyes showed pain and anger.

Because the dead person was Ning Nanqing, the family's newly promoted foundation-building elder, and one of Ning Fa's few good friends in the family, but now he died tragically here.

In addition to him, there were two other bodies of foundation-building cultivators. One was a recruited casual cultivator in the early stage of foundation-building, and the other was even an elder of the Wei family who was in the middle stage of foundation-building.

In addition, there were more than ten corpses of Qi-refining monks.

The losses were not unbearable.

"Xiao Fa, I am in deep sorrow."

Ning Shaohong came over and patted his back gently, and her eyes were also red.

Wei Shiqin, who was not far away, had tears on her face and was sobbing.

Because the deceased Wei family foundation-building cultivator was her uncle and had treated her very well since she was a child.

Ning Hongye's face was filled with sorrow.

He was originally a member of the caravan's escort team, but he happened to be on his way to another place to distribute goods, so he escaped the disaster, but he also felt guilty.

Although Ning Zhongyuan looked calm, his face was pale.

As the eldest elder of the family, he must be the most heartbroken to see the youngest foundation-building cultivator in the family die so tragically.

Seeing Ning Fa coming, everyone seemed to have found their backbone and looked at him.

It can be seen that in addition to grief, everyone in the Wei family also feels a little bit panicked.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ning Fa's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he asked slowly.

Ning Zhongyuan said in a heavy tone, "A few hours ago, I received an urgent message that the caravan was attacked, so Brother Wei and I immediately went to rescue them, but we were still a step too late. There were a total of 20 members of the escort team, and none of them survived."

"Is it really the work of robber cultivators? The robber cultivators around Hei Ze Immortal City have been cleared out many times, but there is still such a powerful robber cultivator group that can swallow up the entire guard team of the trading company, and no one can escape?"

Ningfa spoke expressionlessly, as if he was asking them, or as if he was talking to himself, his eyes flickering.

Although he didn't know how many attacks by robbers occurred every day, he felt that this matter was not that simple.

It was too much of a coincidence that their company's first transport was attacked by robbers and the entire army was wiped out.

Two figures suddenly appeared in his mind.

He Shaoan and Xia Mingyang.

Ningfa had a strong intuition that the attack was most likely related to these two people.

(End of this chapter)