Chapter 38 Bloody Forbidden Land Treasure Map!
But the woman also has her merits, that is, her figure is very plump.

"Mrs. Zhang, I have brought a new guest with me. He also wants to participate in this auction."

Wang Ziling walked forward and introduced himself without waiting for the woman to speak.

After hearing this, Madam Zhang looked Chen Yun up and down, and then showed a look of joy: "Not bad, not bad, you are actually a foundation-building cultivator!"

As he spoke, he tapped the storage bag with his right hand, and several streams of light flashed by.

Five low-level spirit stones were thrown out casually.

When Wang Ziling saw this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately grasped the spirit stone.

Madam Zhang's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Chen Yun and said with a smile:

"Senior, please follow me in!"

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Mrs. Zhang, then slowly followed and stepped into the house.

The room was littered with low-quality materials for alchemy and refining, making it look like an ordinary raw material shop.

Mrs. Zhang walked straight to the corner of the room and gently pressed the ground with her right hand.

In an instant, a yellow light flashed, and then a huge hole appeared on the ground, with no bottom in sight.

Mrs. Zhang was delighted upon seeing this. She waved to Chen Yun and then walked down the stairs first.

Seeing this, Chen Yun smiled and quickly followed.

The cave was not long. After walking about ten feet, a stone door appeared in front of us.

On both sides of the stone gate stood two men in black, both wearing masks that looked like evil spirits, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

The cultivation base of the two men is not low, both are at the foundation-building stage. Even the muscular man in black on the right has reached the middle stage of foundation-building.

Yes, to be able to open a market in the Tianxing Sect, one must have some strength, otherwise how could he suppress the foundation-building cultivators who came here to participate in the market.

Mrs. Zhang walked forward slowly, and the stone door in front of her opened.

What appeared before my eyes was an oval-shaped hall, several dozen feet in size.

The vermilion blanket, the snow-white jade disk and the high-hanging palace lanterns looked extremely magnificent.

The hall was filled with seven or eight rows of wooden chairs, on which sat dozens of monks dressed in different styles.

Above the hall was a lone empty table, with three sandalwood chairs behind it.

Seeing Chen Yun appear, everyone turned their eyes over.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yun scanned the area with his spiritual sense and discovered that all the cultivators here were at the foundation-building stage, with only a few at the Qi-training stage.

Chen Yun's face had long been obscured by the white mist condensed by the Soul-Bewitching Pendant, and his features could not be seen clearly.

"The trade fair is about to begin, so I won't keep you company!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled at Chen Yun, then turned and left.

Seeing this, Chen Yun ignored it and found a secluded corner to sit down.

There were quite a few people in the hall, but no one spoke and it was very quiet.

Time passed, and three hours later, three people came out one after another.

The three men were wearing dark black robes and devil masks on their faces, and they looked exactly like the man in black guarding the stone gate.

The three of them stood side by side in front of the long table, looked at the monks present, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Welcome all fellow Taoists to our store. The trading rules remain unchanged. We will call out the reserve price, and fellow Taoists will bid with spirit stones!"

"If you don't have enough spirit stones, you can also use treasures of equal value as collateral. As for the price of the treasures, the three of us will estimate it!"

As soon as the person on the right finished speaking, the person in the lead immediately spoke up.

His voice is completely different from that of the person on his right. It is sharp and thin, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable. It is very likely that he is speaking in a falsetto.

"Finally, after the auction of our store's goods is over, it will be time for everyone to trade freely. Well, that's enough talk, and the auction will begin!" The man in the middle spoke, his voice was deep and loud, echoing throughout the entire venue.

But as soon as these words came out, the three people stepped aside, gave up their seats behind the table, and then sat on the three sandalwood chairs respectively.

At the same time, a tall and thin middle-aged man slowly came to the center of the hall, his face full of shrewdness.

He coughed lightly and then said:

"This auction is hosted by me. The first item up for auction is a top-level magical weapon, the Thunder Cloud Sword. It is a top-level flying magical weapon that carries thunder clouds when flying. It can defend against enemies and protect the body."

This middle-aged man was really eloquent. He spoke of a mere top-level magical instrument as if it were a magic weapon.

This caused several cultivators in the early stage of foundation building to scramble for it.

Finally, it was purchased by a man in brocade clothes for four hundred low-level spirit stones.

Chen Yun already has enough top-level magical weapons and is not short of them for the time being.

The main purpose of coming to the secret shop was to get the main ingredient of the Thunder Pill. After all, he had broken through the foundation-building stage. Without the help of the Thunder Pill, his cultivation speed would be too slow.

As for the Dayan Jue, those people from Qianzhu Sect have not appeared yet, so there is no way to get started for the time being.

As the treasures were auctioned off one by one, Chen Yun felt very bored because they were all items he had no need for.

"An ancient picture!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly came up holding a dark yellow picture.

"This ancient map was purchased from a cultivator in the Qi training stage. This person's family has a Jindan cultivator!"

“Perhaps this ancient map records the inheritance treasure of that Jindan cultivator!”

Hearing this, everyone below looked at each other, sneered, and laughed out loud: "If there really is a Jindan inheritance, would you sell it?"

"If you can't even recognize your own descendants, how can you expect outsiders to recognize this ancient map?"

Chen Yun glanced at the ancient map, frowned slightly, and began to think.

"The base price is 100 low-level spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than 10. I wonder if any fellow Taoist is lucky enough to receive the inheritance of a Jindan cultivator!"

Listening to the whispers of the monks below, the middle-aged man coughed lightly and tried his best to sell.

After all, the secret shop gets a share of the treasures sold, so naturally they don’t want to let them go unsold.

After more than ten breaths, no one bid and the whole atmosphere became extremely awkward.

Seeing that no one was bidding anymore, the map was going to be unsold.

A man in white stood up.

"Can I see the map up close?"

Hearing this, the auctioneer showed a delighted look on his face and quickly said, "Of course, all Taoist friends can come up and take a closer look!"

After hearing this, only a few young monks who were interested in the so-called ancient map followed Chen Yun forward.

He looked at the ancient map carefully.

Chen Yun gently touched the ancient map with his right hand, and a crisp system prompt sounded.

[Bloody Forbidden Land Treasure Map, can be copied]

Chen Yun's heart moved slightly when he heard the system prompt sound coming from his ear.

I never expected that this was actually the map of the Bloody Forbidden Land. It seemed to have been passed down by a disciple of one of the Seven Sects.

Chen Yun remained calm and examined the map carefully.

In the center of the map, there was a vermilion mark, as if there was some treasure.

(End of this chapter)