People are coming and going in the county town.

As soon as Qin Sang stepped into the city gate, he sensed the aura of several golden elixir monks. This auction was very attractive to them.

The size of Tianzhong County is similar to that of Yanshui Ruins.

The auction will be held in Xiuxianfang City in the west of the city.

Qin Sang slowed down and walked through the streets. When passing through the mortal market, he saw fireworks in the human world. In a daze, he remembered that he was still in the human world.

For more than a hundred years, he devoted himself to cultivation, day and night, and became an outsider.

Recalling the heroic speeches made during the Sui Dynasty, it seems like a lifetime ago.

Now, he is already one of the top few in this world, but he is still far from his goal. The road ahead is bleak and he dare not slack off even a little bit.

The sound of selling brought Qin Sang back from his thoughts.

The aroma is tangy.

With Qin Sang's cultivation level, he had already gone without food, but his appetite was aroused. He searched for shops on the streets and suddenly remembered that there were no such common things as gold and silver in Qianjun Ring a long time ago.

Although the spirit stone is good, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the merchants.

Qin Sang pondered for a while, and with a flash of vision, he glanced across the street and saw that these mortals' bodies were more or less suffering from stubborn diseases. With a look on his face, he took out a few pills, gathered energy and condensed water, and used them to release the potency.

He walked forward in the middle of the street, and the bustling crowd separated to make way for him. However, the people around him turned a blind eye to Qin Sang and did not notice anything strange.

Without seeing any movement from Qin Sang, he had all kinds of delicacies in his hands, and then walked on the street and started to eat regardless of his appearance.

His belly seemed to be a bottomless pit, and he ate all the delicacies in the market.

Every time Qin Sang took a step, sweet rain would fall down and quietly blend into the mortal body.

Mortals have no idea.

"Huh? Old lady, my waist...is healed!"

The first shop at the entrance of the market is the bun shop, which is run by an old couple for many years.

The old man was injured when he was young, leaving the root of the disease. The older he gets, the more arched his back becomes. Coupled with years of hard work, the pain is unbearable.

Just now, the old man put down the cage as a habit, and when he stood up, he stood up straight, which even scared him.

"Ouch! Slow down! Tiantian said that he asked Master Yuexian on North Street for a pack of medicine, but you just can't bear the money. What kind of hysteria is this?"

The old woman was startled, and dropped the rolling pin in her hand to the ground. She waved her hands up and down anxiously, stood up suddenly, and went to help the old man, and found that her legs no longer hurt at all.

The old couple looked at each other.

Suddenly they heard a commotion in the market, and the old couple hurriedly rushed out.

Everyone felt unprecedentedly relaxed, and the chronic illnesses that had been bothering them completely disappeared in an instant.

Some people knelt down and shouted loudly, crying with joy.

"The gods appear!"

"The sky has eyes, and the gods have appeared!"

…

The rain is exhausted.

Qin Sang wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and Shi Shiran walked out of the market.

At the entrance of the market, two golden elixir monks, a man and a woman, happened to pass by and stared blankly at the back of the immortal Taoist monk with dull faces.

To satisfy his appetite, Qin Sang went straight to the auction without further delay.

A corner of the city.

Qin Sang stood in front of an inconspicuous three-story wooden building with a strange look on his face.

This is just an ordinary shop selling spiritual materials. There is no crowd of people as expected. Several monks came in and out, all of whom were in the foundation building stage.

After looking at the invitation in his hand, Qin Sang walked in and immediately confirmed that the place was correct. The seemingly young shopkeeper was actually a late-stage Jindan monk.

Walk up to the shopkeeper and hand out the invitation.

The shopkeeper opened it and took a look. His expression remained unchanged. He extended his hand to the inner hall and said, "Guests, please come in."

Entering the inner hall, the shopkeeper closed the door and bowed, "Xingqing, the deacon of Tianzhong County in Liuzhou Hall, has met Senior Qin."

Qin Sang nodded and looked around, "Where is Fellow Daoist Jiang Mu? Are you holding the auction here?"

"Elder Jiang is caught up in something and he can't get away for the time being. He told this junior to entertain Senior Qin well."

As he spoke, Gong Xingqing opened the back door, revealing a spacious courtyard that was connected to the building opposite. "There are too many people waiting in front, so I'm worried about disturbing the seniors. When the auction starts, seniors can go here and participate in the auction."

...I wonder if Senior Qin has any friends traveling with him?"

"There is only one poor person."

Qin Sang looked at Gong Xingqing.

Gong Xingqing guessed what Qin Sang was thinking, and said respectfully: "Senior should still be carrying the token that Elder Jiang gave to me, right? There will be a Yibao meeting later, and I can take a rest in the quiet room. If

The seniors are interested in the auction, so the juniors will arrange the best seats. When the Yi Bao Club begins, guidance will appear on the seniors’ tokens.”

Qin Sang smiled when he heard this, "Isn't the Yi Bao Hui held in the city? With the power of your Liuzhou Hall in the Central Plains, are you still using it to be so mysterious?"

Gong Xingqing did not dare to refute and said: "Senior, I don't know. Before the Zhongyuan Dharma Assembly and the Bon Festival, our church will hold similar Yibao meetings. It mainly invites trustworthy Taoist friends to provide an opportunity to exchange knowledge.

.This should be the same this time. We have made preparations to ensure that the identities of our seniors will not be leaked and we can trade with confidence, but something happened."

Qin Sang frowned slightly, he didn't like changes the most.

"Someone came to our church temporarily and entrusted us to hold a Yibao Fair. However, they requested that the Yibao Fair be started during the auction, and the location was chosen outside the city. It must be kept secret before starting. Since we are only hosting it, we can only guarantee

The Yi Bao Meeting is safe, seniors can decide whether to participate or not."

Gong Xingqing made it clear and stated the pros and cons, "Senior, don't worry, after the auction is over, we will try our best to organize a Yibao party, and we will never let senior go home empty-handed."

"How much of the real treasure will be left in the second game?" Qin Sang snorted coldly.

Gong Xingqing kept his bow and did not dare to answer.

"How much compensation did the other party give to Guitang to change his plan temporarily? I don't know who could be such a generous person?" Qin Sang was curious.

Gong Xingqing shook his head: "Senior, please forgive me, but this junior has a low position and only knows these contents."

Now that things have come to this, I have to participate no matter what.

Experts in the world of cultivating immortals say it's a lot less, but also a lot. Each retreat often lasts for decades or even hundreds of years, and the dragon never ends, and the treasures must be accumulated slowly.

This kind of top-level Yibao meeting can only be organized when the Dharma conference is approaching, so one less meeting is held.

As for safety issues.

If a storm does arise that threatens him, even Liuzhou Hall's own Yi Baohui may not be able to suppress it.

"Go and arrange a seat for Pindao in front, and take these things over for auction."

Qin Sang threw out a mustard seed bag. There were several captured magic weapons, but they were of little value. After he re-sacrificially refined them, they would definitely be sought after by the Golden Elixir monks.

Gong Xingqing responded with a yes, walked quickly forward, played the teleportation note, and then led Qin Sang into the majestic palace on the opposite side.

There is another world in the main hall.

The interior space is more than ten times larger than what it looks like from the outside, and it is magnificent and exquisite.

"Is the headquarters of Liuzhou Hall located here?"

Qin Sang muttered secretly, climbed to the top of the hall, entered a quiet room in the auction house, and had an unobstructed view of the hall below.

The screen recedes to the left and right.

Qin Sang placed the token on the case and glanced downwards.

The auction is about to begin, and the hall is already 80% full, mostly golden elixir monks. The gathering of so many golden elixirs here shows the appeal of Liuzhou Hall.

There are three floors above the hall, surrounded by quiet rooms, all with restrictions and isolation of spiritual consciousness. There must be many Nascent Souls like him who are waiting for the Yibaohui.

The noise in the hall was blocked by the quiet room.

Qin Sang closed her eyes and rested her mind, patiently waiting for the auction to begin and awaken the Tianmu Butterfly.

Every time he participates in this kind of auction, he will ask Tianmudie to keep an eye on it.

The supernatural power of the Third Eye can see through disguises that others cannot detect, but it is a pity that Qin Sang was unlucky and never missed it so many times.

Suddenly a bell rang, and a middle-aged scribe stepped onto the high platform, followed by a group of young girls holding copper plates in their hands, smiling brightly and eye-catchingly.

As the auction progressed, treasures were sold one after another, and the voices in the hall became louder and louder.

"Buddhist body training method, "Arhat Jade Bone Technique"!"

When the middle-aged scribe opened a copper plate and announced the contents of the jade slips on the plate, Qin Sang opened his eyes for the first time and looked over.

The body-refining monks in the northern border are almost extinct.

In Zhongzhou, there are still inheritances preserved, especially in the Buddhist sect, where there are often masters of physical training. It is said that they have powerful magical powers and can physically resist magical weapons.

The "Seven Masters of Buddha's Seal" was most likely brought from Zhongzhou by Xiaoxiangzi.
To be continued...