Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 155 Foundation Building Pill

The auction fell silent for a while because this demon cultivation technique was too specific.

And the price is a bit expensive.

"One hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones."

Zhang Yuanzhu shouted loudly, without deliberately waiting for no one to buy before bidding at the lowest price.

It's just a few spirit stones, not worth his time and effort.

"One hundred and fifty spirit stones, once!"

"One hundred and sixty spirit stones." Someone shouted out a higher price.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked calm and continued to raise the price.

"Two hundred medium-grade spirit stones."

At this moment, all the monks felt the determination of the auctioneer.

I consciously stopped bidding.

Elder Shan raised his arm holding the technique and lowered it, placing the technique for practicing demon cultivation on the jade plate.

"Two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, once!"

"Two hundred mid-grade spirit stones, twice!!"

"Two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, three times!!!"

"Deal, please prepare the mid-grade spirit stones."

Then, the auction of the next item began.

There was soon a knock on the door of Zhang Yuanzhu's room.

"Enter!"

Crunch!

The door opened and a graceful figure came in holding a jade tray.

"Guest, this is the item you are auctioning."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up and handed over the storage bag containing the spirit stones first.

Then he picked up the brown book and started reading.

He nodded his forehead and placed the book on the table.

"Auction items, no mistakes."

"That's good."

After the maid counted the spirit stones, she slowly left the box.

brush!
Dahuang jumped out directly, came to the table, and started looking through it with his front paws.

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, patted the dog's head, and returned to the ice bench to observe the auction items.

Time passes minute by minute.

One spiritual object after another was brought up and auctioned off.

There are many kinds of elixirs, magic tools, pills, and exercises.

However, most of the items are just outstanding, not too amazing, and the competition is far from fierce.

The beautiful maid, holding a large jade plate in her jade hands, walked up to the platform again.

Zhang Yuanzhu has a straight back and deep pupils.

Many monks also perked up and looked at the items on the jade plate.

Shan Lao picked up the formation plate and introduced it directly:
"Killing array, trapping array, illusion array, these three arrays are enough to trap and kill the eighth level of Qi training. The most important thing is..."

"The casting method of the three-sided array disk is not the arrangement method of Guyashan."

At this moment, some monks who were proficient in formations showed even more interest in their eyes.

The same is true for some sects. Unlike the formation plate of Guya Mountain, can it add a little bit to the sect's foundation?

And Mr. Shan continued to tell the story.

"This three-sided array is sold separately, and the items collected are various rare spells."

"Now, first auction, Yijin Killing Formation!"

Everyone was surprised, but still reported their own spells.

At the same time, a voice came into Zhang Yuanzhu's mind through the box.

That is an introduction to various spells.

Spirit Armor Technique: Armor composed of magic power appears around the body to defend against attacks.

Firebird Technique, transform into a firebird and attack the enemy.

He rejected every spell, as they were either too ordinary or did not meet the requirements.

It wasn't until the spell called "Fire Crow's Cry" came into his mind that the boy's pupils constricted.

He transformed into a fire crow, and his cry shook the entire world.

This was a form of voiceprint attack, but he saw new options in it.

No hesitation.

Choose the technique of "The Cry of Fire Crow"!
In an instant, Shan Lao on the high platform shouted:
"The distinguished guest has made his decision. Owner of 'Fire Crow's Cry', please come up and trade directly."

A figure wrapped in a black robe walked up to the platform and handed over a red jade slip.

After checking and confirming that everything was correct, Mr. Shan handed over the Yijin Formation Plate.

Afterwards, the remaining two parties began to trade.

After some selection, Zhang Yuanzhu chose "Golden Light Technique".

There is also a square array plate. If there is no satisfactory spell, just choose to trade it with medium-grade spirit stones.

In the side room, Zhang Yuanzhu handed over fifty medium-grade spirit stones as a handling fee and sent the maid away.

Then, he turned his gaze to the two jade slips placed on the table.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly with pleasure.

He reached out his hand, picked up a jade slip and began to look at it.

Golden Light Technique: There is golden light on my body, covering it.

A spell that combines defense and offense, which is extremely suitable for the pattern concept in his mind.

"This spell originated from the Golden Light Pavilion, so it's no wonder it's so mysterious and profound. Without someone to guide me and explain the secret language, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice it."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart, his pupils flickering.

He had already controlled two jade slips, but neither had any special spirits, so he obviously needed to practice on his own.

But even so, he was already satisfied with this trip to the auction.

After that, he sat upright in the chair and rarely took action.

Apart from spending fifty medium-grade spirit stones to buy a secret recipe for brewing spirit wine, he did not make any other moves.

This auction lasted for two and a half hours.

The gentleness in Shan Lao's eyes disappeared, and became more solemn as he glanced at the many monks and the box.

"The next item to be auctioned is one of the most important items in this auction."

"It is also the goal of many fellow Taoists who come here."

The old man spoke in a serious voice and clapped his hands.

A young man wearing armor and with a heroic face walked up from the stage.

He raised his hands high, holding something, and walked over.

At this moment, one monk after another stood up and looked at the object in the young man's hand in horror.

Zhang Yuanzhu was no exception. He stood up, feeling the object the other person was holding, and murmured. "What a generous gesture!"

Even Ruan Yu, Lu Hongyun and Lu Chen, who were sitting cross-legged in the first-class box, stood up.

"Spiritual weapon, not even a low-grade spiritual weapon."

One by one, the strong men looked towards the platform with fiery eyes.

Old Shan chuckled, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the golden mace in the young man's hand.

His cloudy eyes gleamed with brilliance as he stared directly at the numerous cultivators, recounting word by word:

"Golden Mace, a mid-grade spiritual weapon."

boom!
All the cultivators were shocked physically and mentally. It was truly a spiritual weapon.

Spiritual weapons are one level higher than magic weapons and are tools that can only be used by those who have established a foundation.

However, spiritual weapons are too precious, and some foundation-building cultivators cannot obtain them at all, so they can only use high-grade magic weapons to fight the enemy.

"Old Monster Shan, spiritual weapons are precious. You probably swallowed them all long ago. Why would you auction them?"

"You haven't finished speaking!"

The sharp sound like two pieces of iron plates rubbing against each other spread throughout the venue.

Mr. Shan tilted his head, glanced at the box on the top floor, and then explained:
"This spiritual weapon is partially damaged and consumes a great deal of mana, but it still possesses the power of a low-grade spiritual weapon."

"Opening mountains and cutting off seas is easy."

For a moment, everyone fell silent. Regardless of whether the spiritual weapon was damaged or not, the mere word "spiritual weapon" was enough to make them take action.

Mr. Shan seemed to sense the passion in everyone's hearts and spoke each word with emphasis.

"The auction of the mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Golden Mace, has begun."

"The auction price is 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than 1,000."

boom!
"Eleven thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

"Fifteen thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

"Twenty thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"Thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

The entire venue was in a frenzy, with people bidding prices crazily.

A spiritual weapon, even if damaged, is enough to become a legacy for a medium-sized family or sect.

If you don’t seize this opportunity, future generations will blame you.

Almost instantly, the number of medium-grade spirit stones exceeded 50,000 and continued to climb.

Fifty-five thousand!
Sixty thousand!

"Seventy thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

A loud shout made the monk pause slightly.

Just about to continue raising the price.

Snapped!
The formation on the glass of Box A11 was directly shattered, revealing a young man with a square face.

The young man was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, and his body emerged with divine light.

Holy and majestic.

"My fellow Taoists, this spiritual weapon is wanted by my Wuliang Palace. Please don't make mistakes."

The rising price suddenly stopped, and many cultivators' eyes flickered. Even several foundation-building cultivators fell into hesitation.

"Seventy-one thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the meeting room.

The square-faced young man leaned slightly to the side and looked towards Room A3 with a cold gaze.

"Sir, it is..."

"Boy, if you say another word of nonsense, I will kill you immediately."

"I am alone, the worst that can happen is that I leave Guya Mountain."

The young man in Taoist robe had an extremely cold expression.

After a moment, he looked away.

As the disciples of Wuliang Palace fell silent, the bidding began again.

Finally, the price of the spiritual weapon climbed to 84,000 and was accepted by Room A3.

Mr. Shan smiled, his eyes full of satisfaction.

He waved his hand, signaling the handsome young man on the platform to go down.

Soon, a maid came up holding a jade tray and stood beside the old man.

Mr. Shan held the jade bottle in his hand and raised it high.

"For many people, this item is even better than a spiritual weapon."

"This is the second to last item in the auction - the Foundation Establishment Pill."

Foundation Building Pill!
Just three simple words, and the faces of the Qigong cultivators turned red and their eyes were burning.

However, the disciples from Wuliang Palace and the major sects sat down without any intention of bidding.

Zhang Yuanzhu leaned back in his chair and studied the magic he had just acquired.

Foundation-building pill, an item that assists in building the foundation when one reaches the twelfth level of Qi training.

If he wants, the Zhuoyang Dharma Lineage can find him a lot.

However, even if one succeeds in building a foundation by relying on foundation-building pills, it will only be a low-grade foundation, and one will be trapped in the foundation-building stage for the rest of one's life.

However, ordinary casual cultivators don’t care about these things. A lifespan of 240 years for a foundation-building cultivator is enough for a carefree and happy life.

"Foundation Building Pill, priced at 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones, each bid cannot be less than 1,000."

"Start shooting now"

"and many more!"

The colored glaze on the thirteenth box was directly shattered, and three figures in golden robes stood in the box.

Lu Hongyun looked serious and looked directly at Mr. Shan.

"A year ago, one of my senior brothers from the Golden Light Pavilion died in the land of chaos."

"And he carried two foundation-building pills with him."

Shan Lao's face softened and turned into indifference, and he spoke slowly:
"We at Qingyun Chamber of Commerce only conduct auctions and don't care about anything else."

“And, that’s what happened.”

Mr. Shan's eyes were serious, and he slowly lowered his raised arm.

"Let your elders come and talk to me. The three little guys are not qualified."

Lu Hongyun gritted her teeth, showing no intention of retreating.

"Senior Shan, we are not asking for the Foundation Establishment Pill, or for you to reveal the information of the seller."

"We are willing to spend 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones to get the Foundation Establishment Pill and have a look at it. Regardless of whether it is what we are looking for or not, the Foundation Establishment Pill will be returned to us."

Ten thousand medium-grade spirit stones for just one look, the price is extremely huge.

Mr. Shan looked thoughtful, but finally shook his head.

"no!"

　There is one more chapter, updated before noon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)