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Chapter 156: Shocking Change! Grand Formation! (Additional chapters for votes!)

"Unless you take a photo of this Foundation Establishment Pill, you won't be able to see it."

Mr. Shan’s words made Lu Hongyun and the other two look cold.

Snapped!
Lu Chen put away the folding fan in his hand, took a step forward, looked directly at the old man, and said word by word:
"Senior, you are so resolute, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to Qingyun Chamber of Commerce?"

"It's important to understand that we are here on Master's orders. Next time we come, it won't just be us."

They came from the Jinguang Pavilion, the third largest sect in Guya Mountain, so naturally they were arrogant.

Since you don't want the face I give you, don't blame me for breaking up.

The Qingyun Chamber of Commerce is considered powerful compared to ordinary cultivators, or even a country, but it is far from enough when facing the Jinguan Pavilion.

At this moment, Mr. Shan's expression did not change much.

He stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

Lu Chen flew out at high speed like a cannonball and hit the wall.

"Wow!"

The young man vomited blood and stumbled to his feet.

He glanced at Mr. Shan, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"You are not welcome at Qingyun Auction. Now, leave!"

The old man's voice was calm, but everyone could sense the suppressed anger in it.

Lu Chen said nothing more, turned around and left.

The same was true for Lu Hongyun and Ruan Yu standing by.

"Qingyun Chamber of Commerce?"

Zhang Yuanzhu witnessed the whole process and noticed something strange.

Can a mere chamber of commerce be so powerful?
Or have something to rely on.

He put away the jade slip in his palm and looked around the venue again.

But nothing was discovered, everything seemed extremely normal.

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly and tapped the hilt of the knife with his fingers.

The auction in the venue gradually reached its climax, and the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill rose rapidly.

"Thirty-four thousand medium-grade spirit stones, once!"

"Thirty-four thousand medium-grade spirit stones, twice!"

"Thirty-four thousand medium-grade spirit stones, three times!"

"Congratulations, Room 67 has won the Foundation Establishment Pill. Please prepare to trade spirit stones."

Mr. Shan spoke and placed the jade bottle in his palm on the jade plate.

The maid held the jade bottle and slowly stepped down from the platform.

At this time, no waiter came on stage. The old man looked around with his eyes lowered, hiding his emotions.

"The last item for auction is a piece of news."

"Each person is sold for one low-grade spirit stone."

Many cultivators were surprised. A piece of news was sold for a low-grade spirit stone. What was the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce doing?

"A spirit stone? I want it."

A cultivator sitting in the seats laughed loudly and threw a spirit stone onto the platform.

Many cultivators followed suit and threw out a spirit stone.

Soon, all the monks handed over a spirit stone.

……

Outside the auction, monks in black robes with golden horns embroidered on their chests surrounded the place.

These monks had confusion in their eyes.

They came here on the orders of the abbot, but they didn't know why.

From time to time, he looked at the leader.

It was a hunched figure, but it exuded the aura of a foundation-building cultivator.

However, the other person was wrapped in a black robe and his specific appearance could not be seen.

There is only a pair of eyes, with deep meaning.

"Bozu, we will definitely succeed!"

……

Inside the auction.

Old Shan waved his sleeves, and the spirit stones on the ground instantly disappeared.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back and spoke slowly:
"Since everyone wants to know, I will speak frankly."

"Five months ago, the seventh most talented person in the Immortal Weapon Valley in thousands of years left the valley. His current location..."

Mr. Shan lowered his eyes and looked at the platform.

"It's the land of chaos!"

boom!
It was like a thunderclap, ringing in the minds of all the monks.

In an instant, everyone fell into a daze.

The seventh most talented person in Xianbing Valley in thousands of years did not stay in the sect, but ran to their remote place.

"Heh!" Zhang Yuanzhu stood up and chuckled.

There was no trace of smile in his eyes, but instead a cold murderous look.

"I dare to accept any auction item."

He stretched out his hand, and Da Huang, who was looking through the martial arts manual, immediately picked up the manual, ran to his side, and put it into the storage bag.

A foundation-building level talisman was attached to his chest, emitting wisps of flames that could burst out at any time.

At this moment, Mr. Shan’s voice is still continuing.

"The seventh most promising person in the Immortal Weapon Valley in thousands of years is named Zhang Yuanzhu. He rose from a beggar to become a master of one realm and one magic pattern, suppressing a generation of people in the Immortal Weapon Valley."

"Now he has left the sect due to internal reasons. The most important thing is that he is only at the Qi Refining Stage."

The slightly tempting words made the eyes of cultivators one after another burn with enthusiasm, and those who were cultivating their foundations were no exception.

A peerless genius in the Qi Refining Realm, how many secret inheritances of the Immortal Weapon Valley have he mastered.

What benefits will they gain if they can be captured?

Of course you can choose to help. Isn’t the other party in conflict with the sect?
Join these small sects.

Once that person grows up, the sect will become extremely powerful.

Either they want to capture, or they want to help, or they want to kill it in advance.

Many monks were excited, this was probably the biggest gain of this trip.

Mr. Shan listened to the noise in the venue with a smile on his face.

Bow with fists and salute.

"Thank you all fellow Daoists for coming to participate in this Qingyun Chamber of Commerce auction."

"The auction is officially over!"

……

"let's start!"

Outside the auction loft, a hunched figure suddenly spoke.

The monks in the surrounding spiritual workshops were even more confused. What were they starting to do?

They don't know anything.

Suddenly, the monk from Lingfang felt the magic power in his dantian begin to boil, and his flesh, blood, tendons and bones felt hot.

Moreover, this burning sensation rapidly increased.

"what happened?"

The monk from Youlingfang muttered to himself, then turned into a blood-red torch, his entire body burning.

As if the disease was contagious, the bodies of the Lingfang monks began to glow with blood and then turned into torches.

Roars, mixed with wails, resounded through the sky.

The hunched figure at the foundation-building stage clasped his hands together and made a seal.

In an instant, all the blood-red torches exploded, covering the ground and seeping into the ground.

Array patterns began to emerge and beams of light began to rise, both outside and inside the attic.

A mysterious atmosphere permeated every corner of the auction.

the other side.

At the auction venue, array patterns appeared on the floor and beams of light rose.

All the monks became nervous and stared at Shan Lao who was about to retreat from the platform.

"Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, what are you going to do?"

"This is a formation pattern. This is a formation pattern. The entire venue is built on this formation."

"Old Monster Shan, answer quickly."

The roars shook the venue.

Waves of powerful aura rose up.

At this moment, Shan Lao's face was filled with astonishment, and he looked at the emerging array pattern in confusion.

Qingyun Chamber of Commerce has never arranged these things.

How could he appear at the auction and hide it from everyone in the Chamber of Commerce?

Zhang Yuanzhu looked solemn as he scanned the emerging array patterns.

This huge formation was buried deep underground, no wonder he never discovered it.

"Such patterns?"

Zhang Yuanzhu felt a sense of familiarity. This was...

"This is a teleportation formation!"

Zhang Yuanzhu let out a long roar, drowning out the noise in the air.

He kicked the glass wall to pieces and attacked the beam of light nearby.

A sky-blue light bloomed and transformed into an ice crystal spear.

Extreme speed, stab forward!

The piercing sonic boom, mixed with angry roars, brought all the monks back to their senses.

"Quickly destroy the light column, otherwise we will all be teleported to the location designated by the formation."

(End of this chapter)