Chapter 451 Being Targeted

After thinking over his back-up plan several times and confirming that he had a good chance of escaping, Zhan Nianchuan calmed down and looked at the round platform below.

It must be said that the items prepared by the auction hosted by Haina Zhai were indeed fine products, and the starting price was also very appropriate. No item was unsold, and most of them were sold at high prices.

Zhan Nianchuan was also very tempted by several of the items. Considering that he could not keep a low profile, he made an unceremonious bid with his wealth and started competing with other cultivators.

For Zhan Nianchuan, there was no concept of saving in his mind.

When the meat at home was almost finished when he was young, Zhan Nianchuan would never save it, but would have a full meal, then go into the mountains with a bow and arrow and a sharp blade to hunt beasts and bring back hundreds of kilograms of meat.

Since embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, he has also fought bloody battles all the way, fighting for various resources to improve the strength of himself and those around him, and then fight for more and better resources.

Why save so many spirit stones?

Can I save enough to become the Danhai Realm cultivator I want to be?

Spiritual stones are meant to be used. As long as they are good for me, what does it matter if they are a little more expensive? Isn't it good to exchange them for life-saving items? Isn't it good to improve my strength? Isn't it good to save the time of looking for items and use them for cultivation?

What's more, what I'm going to fight for is the third-level top-level spiritual wood, not just one or two, and the one I'm going to face is definitely a Jindan Realm cultivator. Now, even if these people are dissatisfied, they will never dare to intervene in the fight between me and the Jindan Realm cultivator.

After spending hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, Zhan Nianchuan successfully took more than ten items he liked.

His performance naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding cultivators, and even Xu Jiaojiao beside him couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Unfortunately, Zhan Nianchuan didn't want to have any intersection with this beautiful girl, and turned a blind eye to her gaze, and didn't notice the surprise and surprise in her eyes.

As time went on, the auction items were sent to the round table like water, and then scattered to various areas without stopping for a moment.

Although thousands of items have been auctioned, there are too many people present. Most people can only watch the items they want being bought at high prices, and sighs can be heard from time to time.

What makes Zhan Nianchuan admire is that Meng Ting is still energetic and smiling after hosting the auction for a day and a night. She said loudly:

"Fellow Taoists, the next item is a bronze bell, a medium-grade defensive magic weapon of the golden attribute Xuan level. It can easily resist the attack of a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and it can also be used to trap the enemy. It is truly a two-in-one item."

As she sent out a stream of spiritual power, the bronze bell instantly became larger and blocked in front of her. It looked simple and heavy, and it was obvious that the defense was extraordinary.

Zhan Nianchuan was immediately refreshed when he saw this, and he was a little curious about how much his bronze bell could be auctioned for. Speaking of which, he didn't know which cultivator's magic weapon fell in his hands, and he had dozens of similar magic weapons in his hands.

"The starting price is 100,000 spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than 5,000."

As Meng Tingke finished speaking, many foundation-building cultivators present immediately started competing for it, and the price kept rising, attracting bursts of amazement from the crowd.

This kind of offensive and defensive magic weapon is very rare. With this thing, facing cultivators of the same realm in the ancient forbidden land can be more confident.

In the end, what surprised Zhan Nianchuan was that the bronze bell was bought by a foundation-building middle-stage cultivator from Tianfu Sect at a high price of 250,000 spirit stones.

"The cultivators of Tianfu Sect really don't lack spirit stones. They buy at such a high price."

"Of course. The most popular thing now is the talisman of Tianfu Sect. After all, it only suppresses the realm of the cultivators in the forbidden area, while the talisman is not restricted."

"That's right. All the shops of Tianfu Sect have been swept away. Even the middle-grade yellow-level talismans are gone."

"Hiss~ So Tianfu Sect is going to make a fortune."

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Zhan Nianchuan listened quietly to the discussions of the cultivators around him, and his heart was calm. Although his magic weapon was just sold at a high price of 250,000 spirit stones, it meant that after deducting 10% of the cost of Haina Zhai, Zhan Nianchuan earned 225,000 spirit stones.

However, this amount of spirit stones is just a drizzle for Zhan Nianchuan, and he doesn't care at all.

Seeing their fellow disciples spend so much to buy Xuan-level magic tools, the monks of Tianfu Sect naturally congratulated one after another. Although this monk repeatedly said that he had emptied his storage bag, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, which made Zhan Nianchuan feel a little funny.

One day later, the auction entered the second half.

The number of treasures and fine products began to increase, and from time to time, there would be items that would be of great interest to Jindan cultivators, which caused a fierce competition and appeared one after another dizzying sky-high prices.

At this time, although he was also very interested in some of the items, Zhan Nianchuan still rationally restrained the desire to fight for them.

It doesn't matter if you offend more foundation-building cultivators, but you should offend as few Jindan cultivators as possible.

Just when the whole audience was shocked by the strong strength of the Jindan cultivators, a charming woman sitting in the back, wearing green clothes and with an indifferent expression, gently spread out her palms.

A faint smoke slowly rose up, stayed in the air for a moment, and then flew forward silently.

Watching the smoke fly away, the charming woman's eyes showed a hint of excitement, staring at it without blinking.

However, her expression quickly changed.

This smoke actually split into two after traveling dozens of feet, flying towards two different areas.

"What's going on? Are there two people here who possess ancient strange insects like the Ten Thousand Devouring Ants?" Feng Jianxiu was confused in his heart and could only use his spiritual consciousness to lock onto the two smokes.

Finally, her eyes locked on two people.

One is a young man wearing a mask and a green dress, while the other is a middle-aged woman sitting in the front row, wearing a white dress and a veil covering her face.

At this time, Feng Jianxiu relaxed, and at the same time, a strong murderous intention surged in his heart.

More than ten years!

Finally found this guy!

No matter how cunning you are, you still can't escape from my clutches, Feng Jianxiu thought proudly.

After taking a deep look at Zhan Nianchuan and remembering his appearance, appearance and temperament firmly in his mind, Feng Jianxiu then looked at the middle-aged woman in front, feeling a little wary in his heart.

This turned out to be a monk in the middle stage of pill formation!

Coupled with the fact that she also had the aura of ancient strange insects and ants that eat them, Feng Jianxiu began to frown, and he had a bad guess in his mind.

Could this woman be his master?