A small casual cultivator!

"I'll give you three hundred and fifty taels."

Just when everyone thought that no one would bid, as soon as the old man finished speaking, someone shouted out loudly.

Every pair of eyes looked at it, in disbelief and wonder.

"Ok?"

Naturally, Lu Luan turned around and looked at the person who spoke, frowning slightly. He was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, with white hair and a thick beard. He was wearing a veiled robe and looked energetic.

"The Immortal Cultivator."

His face was a little surprised. This person might want to shock the crowd, so he revealed his aura. He was also a cultivator. It seemed that he recognized the extraordinaryness of this thing. Moreover, his realm seemed to be the same as his, both were only at the third level of Qi Refining.

This is due to age. Either one's realm has regressed due to old age, or one's spiritual roots are inferior.

"Three hundred and seventy taels."

Someone raised the price again.

"He is also a cultivator."

Lu Luan looked at the person who was speaking and found that he was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"Three hundred and eighty taels."

"Three hundred and ninety taels."

All the immortal cultivators began to bid, and the huge numbers shocked those who thought they were wealthy.

There were still people discussing at the beginning, but they all shut up later. They had guessed the identities of these people by the way they were dressed, and they just watched in awe.

"Four hundred and fifty taels!"

A slightly younger voice was heard, and everyone fell silent, looking towards the person who was speaking.

The one who bid the price just now was naturally Lu Luan. Judging from the reaction of the medicine bug, the value of the wood should be much more than that, so he planned to break his blood once.

"Little brother, be careful with your words. Don't interfere in our affairs." An immortal cultivator threatened coldly.

"is it?"

Lu Luan met the eyes of the man who spoke, with murderous intent in his eyes. Although he did not like killing people, he had killed many people. After all, he had been wandering around and had encountered bandits and robbers.

After feeling his cold murderous aura, the cultivators fell silent. They knew that this young man was also a ruthless character, his hands were definitely stained with blood, and he was not to be trifled with.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is fair competition, and the highest bidder wins." The old man on the stage quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over.

"I'll offer four hundred and sixty taels." Someone spoke up.

"Five hundred taels!"

Lu Luan gritted his teeth and directly added forty taels. Five hundred taels of silver could be worth twenty-five Essence Pills, which was the amount of wealth that an ordinary cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining could come up with.

He risked all his belongings, but if he could get it, it would be worth it!

"This……"

Everyone looked at the slightly thin figure in disbelief.

Several cultivators stared at the piece of wood with hesitation in their eyes, and finally shook their heads and gave up. If they raised the price any further, it would not be worth it.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Lu Luan smiled. It seemed that he had found another big bargain.

"No one has made a bid, so this rare wood will belong to this young man." The old man on the stage was smiling widely, he thought that a few people were fighting.

"Thirty Essence Pills."

Just when Lu Luan thought he had got it, a very strong and powerful voice came from the stairs. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was a hunchbacked old man holding a dragon staff. It seemed that he had trouble even standing from the afterimage.

The old man stood at the stairs, looked at everyone, and continued: "Everyone, I'm offering thirty Essence Pills. Do you have anyone who can offer a higher price?"

"Master!"

Lu Luan was slightly startled, because this old man was also a cultivator, his aura was released and he did not hide his realm.

Gu... Gu...

Quiet, quiet. The only sound in the air is the sound of people swallowing saliva.

After a while, seeing that no one had bid, the man on the stage asked excitedly, "Are there any friends who are interested?"

Seeing that he was looking at him intentionally, Lu Luan smiled bitterly. Although he was very reluctant, he did not raise the price anymore. The other party was at the fourth level of Qi Refining. It would be troublesome if he offended him, and there was no need to make enemies.

"Thirty Essence Pills, deal! Senior, this thing is yours!"

The man on the stage said excitedly.

The old man didn't waste any words. He threw the two small bottles and then opened his hand, and the piece of wood flew over out of thin air.

Although he has a high level of cultivation, he keeps his word. Perhaps he is afraid of the martial arts master from the Li Mansion at the stairs.

The old man looked at the thing in his hand again and again, and couldn't help but said excitedly: "It's really Jingxuan wood!"

"What, Jingxuanmu!"

Several cultivators who heard the sound immediately showed crazy expressions.

"Is it the Jingxuan wood?" Lu Luan was also extremely surprised. This is an extremely good medicinal material. Such a big piece is worth at least seventy Jingyuan Pills!

Looking at those pairs of green eyes, the old man turned around and left in a hurry.

The cultivators in the room looked at each other, their meaning was self-evident, and they quickly followed. Although their cultivation was lower, they were more in number, and the old man was so old that his blood and energy were declining, and he could no longer fly with a sword, so there was still a chance.

One of them looked at Lu Luan and walked towards him.

"Fellow Daoist, are you willing to join forces with us?" He said it very cryptically.

Lu Luan shook his head and said, "Sorry, I won't participate."

Ginger is always wiser with age. The old man might have some backup plan, but he doesn't dare to take the risk just because of his greed.

"Hesitant."

The man looked at him with contempt and turned to chase after him.

"Haha, greed is the key." Looking at his back, Lu Luan sneered in his heart. If he wanted to kill someone for treasure, he had to find someone whose cultivation was not as good as his, right? That would be safer.

And maybe the old man did it on purpose. After all, he is so old, how could he not have this little self-control?

The people in the room were surprised for a moment, then continued.

Seeing that several cultivators had left, Lu Luan had expected to pick up some good stuff, but what appeared afterwards were all ordinary stuff. He had difficulty getting interested and was greatly disappointed.

Soon he returned in silence.

……

After leaving Cuiyun Tower, he couldn't wait to find an inn to stay in.

After locking the door, he sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the stone he had obtained today.

Feeling the bugs trying to crawl out of his palm, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Little guy, don't panic, you will have your share."

After he finished speaking, he opened his hand and a small sword appeared.

"Could it be another spiritual object like the rock saliva?"

Lu Luan held the stone expectantly, the small sword flashing.

"Crack!"

The stone in his hand cracked.

At this moment, he felt a slight breeze of heat.

"This...this is!"

When he saw what was wrapped inside the stone, he was stunned. Inside the stone was a dark red stone, and it was emitting small flames from time to time, like magma.

"Firestone!"

He recognized what it was at a glance and his eyes were filled with excitement.

This is an excellent material for practicing magic.

"I didn't expect it to be a firestone."

Lu Luan was extremely excited.

"Squeak...squeak...squeak..."

The drug insect smelled the scent and finally couldn't bear it anymore. It crawled out from the palm of the hand and jumped onto the stone.

Lu Luan quickly grabbed its tail and lifted it into the air. Looking at the little thing struggling desperately, he took out two spiritual herbs that had not been sold yet and said:

"Little guy, these scorching stones can help me increase the power of my magic weapon. How about I exchange these two spiritual herbs with you?"

The little thing ignored him completely and continued to swing around desperately, as if it wanted to bite him.

Lu Luan made up his mind and took out another small bottle. After opening it, an enticing fragrance wafted out.

This time the little guy stopped struggling. He lay obediently on my finger, looking at the small bottle eagerly with his sesame-sized eyes.

The bottle contained rock saliva, which he was reluctant to take.

"Drink."

Lu Luan smiled helplessly and threw the medicine bug into the bottle, letting it drink its fill.

After putting it aside, he turned his gaze to the stone on the ground.

"start."

After swallowing a hunger-fighting essence pill, his expression became extremely serious. With a thought, the small sword hung between his eyebrows. As the seal in his hand changed, the small sword also became four feet long.

Slowly rotating, Lu Luan's hand kept making seals, and gradually, runes began to light up on the Lihuo Sword.

"come out!"

Feeling that it was almost done, Lu Luan stood up and pointed a finger at the blade of the Lihuo Sword. Suddenly, hundreds of runes were forced out by him, floating around the sword, emitting a scorching yellow light.

The magical power engraved on his sword is the Fire Separation Technique, and these are the runes of the Fire Separation Technique.