Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Chapter 82 Schemes [Please Subscribe]

Zheng Heng's expression also brightened with excitement, and he said with a smile, "It seems that you all have heard of this item. That's right, it is an extremely rare talisman! I won't go into its origins."

He gently held the jade talisman in his palm, raising it high so that the cultivators in the hall could see it clearly, and exclaimed incessantly, "This Xuanzhong Talisman Treasure is incomparably powerful. Please forgive me for not revealing its specific origin, but after extensive appraisal by our organization, this talisman still contains at least 50% spiritual essence, and if used properly, it can be activated at least three more times."

Such treasures are perfect for use as a trump card in battles against opponents of higher levels, or as a life-saving trump card in critical moments. Fellow Daoists, do not miss out!

Having said that, he waved his sleeve and announced in a booming voice, "One Xuanzhong Talisman Treasure, starting bid three thousand spirit stones, each bid must be at least two hundred spirit stones higher, bidding begins!"

"Three thousand two hundred!"

"Three thousand five hundred!"

"Three thousand eight hundred!"

"Four thousand two hundred!"

Immediately, cultivators in the hall who were interested in this talisman began to bid.

The scene reached a fever pitch, its intensity no less than that of the Foundation Establishment Pill battle just now.

Price increases were frequent, and prices continued to climb.

In just a dozen breaths, he had already broken through the barrier of six thousand spirit stones.

This price had deterred most cultivators, but several parties were still bidding, each speaking calmly and displaying an attitude of certainty.

At this moment, those participating in the auction were no longer limited to the monks in the hall; VIPs in the private rooms on the second floor also joined in.

Perhaps they had already received the news and came for this treasure, and there might even be a Foundation Establishment cultivator among them.

Jiang Yi gazed at the clear jade talisman, his heart pounding.

This item is extremely rare and cannot be made by ordinary means.

It requires a cultivator at the Core Formation stage or above to sacrifice the essence of the magic weapon, extract its power, and seal it in a specially made carrier using a secret method in order to create it.

The cost of refining such a magical artifact is extremely high, making it a purely self-defeating act for its owner.

Only a Core Formation cultivator nearing the end of their life would spare no expense to refine large quantities of these materials to leave for their descendants.

Anyone with magical powers can activate this object as long as they know how to control it.

However, only Foundation Establishment cultivators can fully unleash its power.

The Qi Refining cultivator was too weak and could only barely unleash a portion of his power.

Because of its extremely high refining cost, it is almost never available on the market.

Most of them are concentrated in the hands of cultivation families or various sects, and are rarely seen by ordinary people as heirlooms.

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, gently patted the sleeping Little Pear through his robes, and slowly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind.

soon.

The bidding war has come to a conclusion.

The Xuanzhong Talisman Treasure was eventually auctioned off to a VIP in a private room on the second floor for nearly eight thousand spirit stones.

Zheng Heng, beaming, cupped his hands towards the second floor and said, "Congratulations to this fellow Daoist on winning the Xuanzhong Talisman! Our pavilion will later present this talisman along with the corresponding control method. We wish you a smooth path to immortality and abundant prosperity!"

After saying that, he clapped his hands heavily and loudly reassured everyone: "Congratulations to the fellow Daoists who won the treasures this time. Keep up the good work! And to those who did not succeed, do not be discouraged. There are more good items waiting for you. Perhaps the next one will be yours."

Soon, another maidservant gracefully stepped onto the stage carrying a tray with an exquisite jade box on it.

As Zheng Heng lifted the lid of the box, a crimson light appeared before him.

It was a spirit fruit the size of a fist, with a deep red peel covered in flame patterns and emitting a refreshing and unique fragrance.

Zheng Heng held up the spiritual fruit and loudly introduced it: "Fellow Daoists, this is the Crimson Flame Vermilion Fruit, which is a mid-grade second-tier fruit and is most suitable for Daoists with fire-type spiritual roots to consume!"

This fruit is born from the essence of earth fire, and its medicinal power is pure. It can not only greatly enhance cultivation, but also solidify one's foundation!

If a Qi Refining cultivator can refine this fruit, it can save them years of arduous cultivation, and they will have a greater chance of breaking through bottlenecks in the future!

The Crimson Flame Fruit has a starting bid of 1,000 spirit stones, with each bid increment no less than 100 spirit stones!

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall erupted in another uproar as cultivators from all sides vied to bid.

Jiang Yi could only sit obediently, watching helplessly as the spiritual fruit was fought over and snatched away, a bitter smile creeping onto his face.

Previously, he had been quite pleased with himself for having more than two thousand spirit stones, feeling that he had some wealth.

But once you enter this den of extravagance, you truly understand what it means to be broke and what it means to spend money like water.

He shook his head, quickly composed himself, and his expression returned to calm.

Watching everyone blush and pant heavily, arguing back and forth, was quite amusing.

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Time flies.

Another incense stick's time has passed in the blink of an eye.

With the final item sold, the auction came to a close.

The crowd, still eager for more, kept their eyes on the exhibition stand, anticipating the next item to be auctioned.

Zheng Heng could hardly contain his smile, quite satisfied with the success of his auction.

Many spiritual items have been sold for 20-30% more than their market price.

These are all his achievements, and he will be able to share in a portion of the spirit stones later.

He flicked his sleeves, cupped his hands in greeting to the four directions, and said with a smile, "I am deeply grateful to all of you fellow Daoists for your support and for gathering at Ling'ao Island for this grand event."

This auction has now come to an end. May all fellow cultivators have a smooth path to immortality, ascend to the celestial realm soon, and enjoy boundless longevity!

In addition, to express our gratitude for your kindness, several smaller trade fairs will be organized in the city later.

Fellow Daoists, if you are not in a hurry to leave, you are welcome to go and participate; perhaps you will encounter another opportunity!

After saying this, he loudly announced the end of the auction and asked everyone to leave in an orderly manner.

The words fell.

Several bells rang out leisurely, shaking people's souls and spreading throughout the immortal city.

The array of light surrounding the main hall slowly receded and dissipated, the spiritual light gradually faded, and the main gate suddenly swung open.

at the same time.

To prevent chaos, the organizers also opened several side gates leading to various parts of the city, allowing people to choose their own.

Jiang Yi adjusted his straw hat, quickly stood up, and hurried towards a side door on the southeast side.

After entering and passing through a passageway, the light of day returned, and I stepped onto the streets of the celestial city.

He kept walking, quickening his pace, and occasionally turning left and right.

After a while.

Reaching a corner, he abruptly ripped off his straw hat and gray robe, tossed them casually against the wall, then turned into the main street and continued walking briskly.

Jiang Yi had no idea if there was a tail following him.

However, it's best to be cautious for safety's sake.

He did not return to the inn immediately, but instead wandered around the city.

He changed into a robe along the way, let his hair down, and slightly adjusted the disguise on his face.

It wasn't until much time had passed that I felt I was no longer seriously injured.

Only then did he quietly head to Xiancheng West Street and return to his bedroom in the inn.

"Meow~"

As soon as she entered the house, Little Pear poked her head out and gently nuzzled Jiang Yi's chin, licking her beard longingly at him.

Jiang Yi smiled slightly, reached out and patted its little head, and said gently, "Good boy, you must have been cooped up for so long, Master will get you something to eat right away."

As he spoke, he walked to the table, picked up a small pot, and placed it on the stove.

He cast a spell to start a fire, scooped water to wash the rice, and began to stew the spirit rice and beast meat porridge.

While his hands were busy, he was also silently studying the general principles of the "Water Evolution True Scripture" in his mind.

He needs to familiarize himself with this technique as soon as possible so that he can switch to practicing it soon.

The Immortal City is now a mixed bag, and with the auction just over, who knows how many people are secretly plotting something sinister.

Although those people had no spirit stones to bid on the treasures, they had the audacity to seize them by force.

The treasures you acquire at auction may not necessarily be yours; you have to be able to protect them.

Jiang Yi has decided to stay in the city for a while longer.

We'll wait until this storm passes before heading back to Qingluo Island.

During this period, he could devote his energy to comprehending the Dharma.

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