After the second day of the trading event passed, Lu Ping and the disciples of the True Spirit Sect returned to the cave to gather everyone's harvest from this day.
After a whole day, no one bought the spirit grass and spent only about two or three hundred thousand spirit stones, only Lu Ping spent five hundred thousand in one go, Lu Ping was a master of alchemy, and his understanding of the spiritual grass was naturally above everyone, and the spiritual grass that Lu Ping bought was obviously higher than others in terms of year and appearance.
However, the reason why Lu Ping was able to buy spiritual grass so quickly was because Lu Ping took turns to act in total, so that once Lu Ping was optimistic about the spiritual grass of a family, the three of them would take turns to fight, so that it would not arouse the vigilance of the shopkeeper.
Everyone talked about what they had seen in the past day, and Lu Ping realized that not only the Shisha Pavilion monks he had seen, but also the other senior brothers and sisters had also seen the monks of the Sea Flame Sect and the Xuanling Sect, among which the monks belonging to the Xuanling Sect were the most generous in the process of purchasing spiritual herbs.
Xuanxu Zhenren said helplessly: "It seems that it can't be hidden, like the Xuanling Sect, the price of spiritual grass in the Illusion Spirit City will rise tomorrow, although we carry the most spiritual grass on our bodies this time, but the spiritual grass that can be bought back may not be much more than before."
Xuan Sen Zhenren picked up the six thousand spiritual grasses and said, "Anyway, tomorrow is the last day of the auction, and I have to buy it later, otherwise after the auction, the price of the spiritual grass will probably be raised higher. I will hand over these spiritual herbs to Senior Sister Tianqin first, and she will keep them."
The next day, the price of spiritual grass in the Spirit City really rose by 10% again, without the help of Chi Lianying and Yin Xuanchu, Lu Ping's efficiency alone was much reduced, and he only spent three or four hundred thousand spirit stones in a day.
This time Lu Ping also saw two monks from the Xuanling Sect, and a monk from the Sea Flame Sect entering and exiting the spiritual grass shop, obviously also seizing the time to buy spiritual grass, Lu Ping's divine thoughts were far above the three of them, and before the three of them found him, Lu Ping had already dodged him.
Lu Ping stood in a hidden corner, watching a monk from the Xuanling Sect just leave the spiritual grass shop, Lu Ping was about to dodge out, but his eyes lit up, and he took back his raised footsteps.
At the intersection of a street, two middle-aged monks walked along the street while talking, while also casually browsing the things on both sides of the street, when the two walked to the spiritual grass shop that the Xuanling Sect monk had just walked out of, one on the left smiled and didn't know what he said, the other nodded, and the two walked into the shop.
Lu Ping rubbed his chin and thought secretly: This is interesting, Liao Runjia, the head of the Beihai Liao family, actually appeared, and who was the person walking with him next to him? The man's clothing and decorations looked completely different from those of the Beihai monk, and it seemed that this Liao family was indeed not simple.
Lu Ping thought for a while, and then walked straight to the shadow of a stone pillar on the side of the shop, and after a while, Liao Runjia and the middle-aged monk walked out of the store.
I only heard Liao Runjia say: "Brother Runjian, is the situation in China really rotten to this point?"
The middle-aged monk next to him nodded and said, "This time it came suddenly, and the major sects were quite caught off guard, but these things were just taking advantage at the beginning, and after a long time, the forces of the major sects launched a counterattack, and the advantage would return to the hands of the human race."
"Then Brother Runjian came to the East China Sea this time, but are you sure of that matter?"
The middle-aged monk shook his head and said, "Difficult, although our Liao family knows a lot about the habits of that thing, but the Crystal Palace has mastered the general direction of that thing, this time it is not only the overseas cultivation world that came to the Phantom City, as far as I know, there are three forces in Middle-earth who have come to the Phantom City, and nine out of ten are also coming for that thing."
Liao Runjia sighed and said, "It's a pity that we couldn't rob the Crystal Palace monk last time, but by the time Hu'er and the others felt it, the secret teleportation array of the Fuhai Gang had already been destroyed, and that person might have left."
The middle-aged monk's expression moved, and he said, "Could it be that there are other people who got the news and robbed and killed people first?"
Liao Runjia's expression lifted and he said, "No, who else in Beihai knows this news?"
"At least the Xuanling Sect probably already knows."
Liao Runjia's expression changed, and he said: "Brother Runjian, you mean ......"
The middle-aged monk nodded and said, "Then how could Peng Shiyuan take that thing to the North Sea for no reason? Now that the Xuanling Sect and the Crystal Palace are fighting fiercely, Peng Shiyuan will most likely hand over this thing to Yuan Guang, and then Yuan Guang will hand over this thing to the Xuan Ling Sect."
Liao Runjia wondered: "Although the Xuanling Sect is a major sect in the North Sea, if it weren't for the Crystal Palace's attempt to dominate the overseas cultivation world, it might not have taken a medium-sized sect like the Xuanling Sect in its eyes.
The middle-aged monk said leisurely: "Back then, the Flying Spirit Sect was destroyed, although the entire Flying Spirit Mountain was sunk to the bottom of the sea by the Flying Spirit Sect's Dharma Phase Monks who opened the Forbidden Formation before they died, but the inheritance of the Flying Spirit Sect is probably not as good as that sect in the entire North Sea has gained more than the Xuanling Sect."
Liao Runjia's eyes lit up and said, "Yes, after the collapse of the Flying Spirit Sect, the Xuanling Sect has been at the top of the North Sea for four thousand years, but it has only been gradually caught up by the True Spirit Sect in the past hundred years.
The middle-aged monk waved his hand and said, "These things have been passed down in Beihai for more than a thousand years, and you should know better than me, but, well, that's not right, someone is spying on you and me with divine thoughts!"
The middle-aged monk's expression was stern, and he immediately fell silent, and at the same time, his eyes were like lightning, looking around without a trace, Liao Runjia clapped his hands as if nothing had happened, Lu Ping, who was hiding in the dark, under the gaze of the "Three Pure True Pupils", clearly saw a faint dust like dust emitted when Liao Runjia clapped his hands.
Lu Ping's eyes shrank: "It's actually a distraction!"
This is a kind of poisonous powder created by the alchemist during the alchemy process in order to prevent his alchemy secrets from being prying eyes by others, this poisonous powder looks like dust, even if the monk's divine thoughts are not carefully discerned, they will not notice how they are different from ordinary dust, but once the monk's divine thoughts invade the surroundings of the Hua Nian San, then the Hua Nian San will quickly dissolve the monk's divine thoughts like maggots on the tarsal bones and warn the alchemist.
This kind of dissolution of divine thoughts is permanent, not like the true essence can be restored after it has been dissolved, but it takes a lot of time to re-cultivate before the dissolved divine thoughts can be completely restored.
Fortunately, when Lu Ping was alert to the middle-aged monk, he quickly took back his divine thoughts, otherwise Lu Ping would not only suffer heavy damage to his divine thoughts, but I am afraid that he would also expose his hiding place.
The middle-aged monk looked around but found nothing, turned to Liao Runjia and said, "Let's go, the person who came is very alert and has already retreated."
The two stopped talking and walked towards the east side of the street.
After a while, Lu Ping walked out of the shadow of the doorpost, looking at the direction the two were moving away, Lu Ping touched the storage ring on his finger, the most elusive thing about Peng Shiyuan's body was the fragment map, could it be that the treasure that Liao Runjia and the middle-aged monk intended to obtain was the place recorded in the fragment map?
After returning to the cave house, this time everyone increased their purchase of spiritual grass, everyone spent roughly 500,000 spirit stones, but only Lu Ping alone only spent 400,000.
Looking at everyone's puzzled eyes, Lu Ping had to explain: "In the past three days, the quality of spiritual grass in the Phantom City has obviously declined due to large-scale purchases, so I only bought these."
Everyone was speechless, and Xuan Sen Zhenren said angrily: "It's just that these spiritual grasses can't be bought in Beihai, where are you still scrupulous about quality, the most important thing is to be able to buy them, now there are more and more sects in the Phantom City that have bought spiritual grasses, not only the four Beihai factions, but even the Canghai Sect and the Canglang Sect have come to the East China Sea."
At this moment, Tianqin Ancestor walked out of the cave house, glanced at Lu Ping, and said: "This time the Phantom City is very weird, everyone should be careful, the Canghai Sect and the Canglang Sect have not been in contact with each other since they split thousands of years ago, and the two factions even hate each other. In addition, there are also some major sects and families in Middle-earth that seem to have appeared in the Phantom City, this time the overseas cultivation world event will not be so simple, the Phantom City is now mixed with humans and monsters, you must be careful. Fortunately, tomorrow is the auction event, and after the auction, I will leave the Phantom City in two days."
Seeing the seriousness of Lyra Ancestor's words, everyone immediately felt that the atmosphere in the Phantom City was indeed a bit strange these days, so they all nodded in agreement.
On the second day, Lu Ping and his group of ten people followed Tianqin Ancestor towards the Phantom Hall in the center of the Phantom City.
This Hall of Illusion was actually a huge grotto-heaven magic weapon, but listening to what Xuanxu Zhenren said, this winter magic weapon seemed to have only smelted two grotto-heaven treasure bans, and it was far inferior to the Qianyuan Hall that Lu Ping had seen.
When everyone came to the Hall of Illusion, a cultivator of the alchemy period immediately greeted him, and Ancestor Lyra took out the token that had been displayed at the gate of the Phantom City again.
The cultivator of the pill forging period took the token and inspected it, and then led everyone to a teleportation array in the hall.
After the teleportation array was activated, when the light in front of them dissipated, everyone had already arrived in a secret room.
Directly opposite the secret room was a huge venue, in which monks began to enter one after another, and each monk who entered had a cultivation level above the late stage of forging pills, most of these monks covered their faces with hats, unwilling to reveal their identities.
This secret room was cleverly arranged, and everyone in the secret room could notice everything in the venue, but the people in the venue could not spy on the movement in the secret room.