Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 323
Qin Sang put on a mask.

This mask seems to be carved out of a piece of old bark, and the carving is very rough and horrible, but it is a middle-grade magic weapon. Its only ability is to block eyesight and consciousness. Once peeped, Qin Sang can immediately aware.

Looking at the people in front of the tall building, most of them are dressed similarly to Qin Sang, either wearing cloaks, masks, or simply wearing a thick robe to cover their whole body tightly.

Even if you don't wear anything, show your face, and swagger people, you can't believe it. There are not a few magic tools or spells in the world of immortality.

After all, Yinshan Pass only guarantees absolute safety on Shidao.

After putting on the mask, Qin Sang looked at a gap, lowered her head slightly, and walked to the entrance.

There are a few monks in the Qi refining period standing at the entrance. Although they are only in the Qi refining period, those who come to the auction dare not treat them in the slightest, because they are wearing Taoist robes embroidered with a miniature version of Yinshanguan City, which symbolizes They are disciples under the command of the Lord of Yinshan Pass.

They were checking the tokens of the monks, and those without tokens were not eligible to enter.

Qin Sang's token was given by Pu Guanshi, and he didn't know how to get the qualification, but as long as he is a monk in the foundation period, it shouldn't be too difficult.

After handing over the token to the guards, Qin Sang was about to step in when he saw a figure next to him from the corner of his eye. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped slightly, and his expression under the mask was a little surprised.

"Little brother, help me see, this token should be real, right?"

A burly monk who was a full head taller than Qin Sang was holding a token and asked the disciple guarding the gate with some eagerness in his tone.

The token was held in his big hand like a toy,
This man was wearing a cloak-like magic weapon on his head, and there was a faint black mist flowing around his head, matching his tall figure, covering the light of the night pearls inlaid on the high-rise building, Qin Sang was standing right next to him in the shadows.

Listen to the voice is a male monk.

Looking at this figure, no woman looks like this, right?

Qin Sang reached out to take his token, and looked at the strong man calmly from the corner of his eye.

This person did not hide his aura, and it was easy to see that he was in the early stage of foundation establishment. Of course, it is not ruled out that he deliberately showed weakness.

Such a strong figure, like a bear, is rare among immortal cultivators. Fortunately, the Taoist robe on him should be able to change at will, otherwise it will be torn.

For some reason, seeing this person, Qin Sang had a vague sense of familiarity, and couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Qin Sang had seen not a few monks in the Foundation Establishment period. After thinking about it, he didn't remember such a person, and he didn't know where this strange sense of familiarity came from.

"Senior, your token is real, please come in!"

After checking the token, the gatekeeper respectfully invited the strong man in.

The strong man seemed relieved, thanked him repeatedly, and hurried in.

Qin Sang walked in unhurriedly, unable to remember when he had seen this person before, so he stopped struggling.

It is not ruled out that this person's body shape is an illusion, or it may be a stranger at all, but it is similar to someone he has seen before in a certain point.

No matter what it is, it's better not to bother rashly in this kind of place, otherwise it may be considered malicious.

Entering the hall, there are no walls or corridors ahead, but a curtain-like darkness. Qin Sang urged his consciousness to test it out, and found that there was nothingness in the darkness. As long as other people entered the darkness, they seemed to disappear completely.

Qin Sang didn't stop walking, and entered accordingly. After walking a few steps in the darkness, she felt a blur in front of her eyes and appeared in front of a seat in the hall.

The hall is square, but there are no walls around it, and it is also shrouded in darkness.

There is a high platform directly in front of the seat, there is no one on the high platform, only ten girls in Yinshanguan costumes stand on both sides of the high platform with their hands tied.

As soon as Qin Sang appeared, he heard a voice transmission from a young girl, "Senior, please sit down, the auction is about to start, and now I will introduce the rules of the auction to you..."

Qin Sang already knew the rules of the auction, but he didn't stop the girl, and looked around while listening to the girl's clear and sweet voice like an oriole.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the hall, but it was extremely quiet, and everyone was patiently waiting for the auction to start.

Qin Sang soon saw the strong man in the corner.

This person was nestled in the seat, motionless, his hands were clenched into fists, and veins appeared on the back of his hands. For some reason, he seemed a little restless.

The sense of familiarity was already vague, and it appeared very suddenly. Qin Sang still didn't see where it came from. It was probably an illusion before.

Qin Sang frowned, looking past him.

At this moment, a black light suddenly flashed from Qin Sang's eyes, and a monk happened to land beside Qin Sang.

This person suddenly saw Qin Sang who was not far away from him. He was startled, and immediately put on a defensive posture. After seeing the layout of the hall clearly, he said apologetically, "I'm going to Menglang, please don't blame me, Fellow Daoist."

Qin Sang nodded, didn't look any further, and sat down in his seat to doze off.

Then, more and more people entered the hall.

It's halfway through the hour.

Seventy to eighty percent of the seats in the hall were already filled, and fewer and fewer people entered the hall. After waiting for a while, there was a sudden fluctuation in the darkness behind the high platform.

All the monks in the hall were refreshed and straightened up at the same time. Then, a group of monks dressed as the guards of the Yinshan Gate came out, diverted to the two sides, and occupied the four corners of the hall for vigilance.

Finally, a middle-aged monk with sword eyebrows and starry eyes appeared in a brocade robe.

This person walked up to the high platform steadily, paused for a moment, clasped his fists as a signal, and said in a forceful voice: "I am Gaoyi, I am the commander of the guards of Yinshan Pass, this time I will preside over the auction. If there is any negligence, please let me know." Fellow Daoists, don’t blame me!”

As soon as Gao Yi finished speaking, there was a burst of compliments in the hall.

Qin Sang looked at Gao Yi secretly, he knew his identity from Pu Guanshi, he was the number one commander in Yinshan Pass, his cultivation level was comparable to senior brother Qi Yuanshou's, he was a master of alchemy realm!
This person was very famous, and he was ruthless, and there were not many monks who died under his hands.

Some people discussed in private that this person was ranked No. 1 under the alchemy stage of the Xiaohan domain.

In this auction, the participants are all monks in the foundation building stage and the Qi refining stage, and there is no need for Jindan to sit in charge. Gao Yi alone is enough to suppress the scene, and no one dares to act presumptuously.

"The rules of the auction are already known to fellow daoists, so I won't repeat them here. But I have to remind you..."

Gao Yi's complexion suddenly darkened, and his tone was full of murderous intent, "No matter what thoughts you have, you'd better put them away! Otherwise, no matter what your origin or status is, you will be punished at Yinshan Pass!"

Shocked by Gao Yi's aura, the hall was suddenly dead silent and filled with chills.

(End of this chapter)