So what! Are you going to kill me?

"Zhiyi was imprisoned in the water dungeon." Ning Wenjiang sighed, "She contradicted the sect master, and the sect master ordered that no one is allowed to visit her."

Jin Cancan: "I wonder what unforgivable mistake she made?"

Ning Wenjiang was speechless. Yes, what did Xu Zhiyi do wrong?

He sighed, "Zhiyi was wronged and wanted to leave the sect, but she couldn't pay the heavy price."

"Although the sect master was furious, he still felt sorry for her. Even though she was contradicted like that, he couldn't bear to punish her according to the sect's rules. He just let her reflect on her mistakes."

In the world of cultivation, if a disciple wants to leave the sect and sever ties, he usually has to pay a heavy price.

They need to hand over all the secret manuals of martial arts they have learned in the sect and swear an oath to heaven and earth to promise not to teach these skills to others.

Secondly, it is necessary to return all the magic weapons, elixirs and all precious resources bestowed by the sect. After all, these items are often obtained by the sect at the cost of a lot of manpower and material resources, and they must be returned in full when the disciple leaves.

In addition, they also have to face severe punishment from the sect, such as enduring a certain number of floggings, or having part of their cultivation abolished as a warning to other disciples.

Finally, a huge amount of spirit stones must be paid as compensation for the sect's training.

The amount of spirit stones is usually an astronomical figure, which requires disciples to spend a long time to accumulate.

If someone who betrayed the sect committed a serious mistake, then his crime would be announced in the world of immortal cultivation to ensure that other sects and immortal cultivators knew the inside story.

The expelled disciples will suffer suspicion and rejection from all sides, and thus encounter obstacles at every turn on the road to cultivating immortals. Such disciples will usually be rejected by other sects, and will find it difficult to make a single move in the world of cultivation from then on.

All of Xu Zhiyi's private property was squeezed out, and the treasures and elixirs obtained from the sect were also divided up by that group of ungrateful people. He was simply unable to repay the huge debt.

She didn't want to stay here and waste herself, so she decided to leave and wanted to abolish most of her cultivation as a substitute.

This action angered Yuan Shuying, who thought Xu Zhiyi had let down her years of cultivation. She ordered her men to put her in a water dungeon, shackle her limbs, and not allow anyone to visit her until she admitted her mistake.

Jin Cancan learned the whole story and did not force Ning Wenjiang. Anyway, there was no rush, so he changed his words and said, "Since the sect master has ordered it, then forget it. I heard that our Huoyun Sect holds an auction every month. I wonder if this disciple can participate?"

This was just a small matter, Ning Wenjiang agreed quickly: "That's easy, the auction will be tomorrow, I'll let Ning take you there."

The Huoyun Sect has many weapon cultivators, and they join forces with weapon refiners from other sects to hold auctions regularly. The items of the auctions are very special. They are not rare treasures or magical weapons, but rather the opportunity for high-level weapon refiners to help with the refining of weapons.

Most people have not yet found a suitable natal magic weapon. Unlike ordinary weapons, a natal magic weapon must be completely compatible with one's own soul and skills. Such conditions are very harsh, and many cultivators spend their entire lives searching for their own natal magic weapon.

In addition to looking for opportunities in various secret realms, most people would choose to find a weapon refiner for customization.

However, both weapon refiners and alchemists are extremely rare, and high-level weapon refiners are even fewer.

Their works are usually priceless, and true masters are too proud of their status to refine weapons that are not to their liking for ordinary monks.

I don't know what tricks the Huoyun Sect used, but they actually teamed up with those weapon refiners to hold an auction, which has been going on for several years. Until now, the bidding is still fierce every month, and admission to the auction is hard to come by.

Ning Wenjiang instructed his disciple Ning Youming to bring Jin Cancan into the venue tomorrow, and asked, "Do you also want to refine your own life magic weapon? We have a weapon refiner in our own sect. Based on the performance of the disciples, we will regularly give quotas to outstanding and contributing disciples."

"You can still go to the auction to gain some knowledge, but you don't have to spend a lot of money to bid for the opportunity to refine equipment."

Jin Cancan did not explain, but just said: "Thank you, Elder."

The next day, Ning brought her to the auction venue again.

This is the auction hall of Yanbao Pavilion, which is extremely exquisite.

The dome is inlaid with countless gems, just like stars, shining brightly and luxuriously.

The venue was packed with monks from various sects gathered here.

Right in front of the venue, there was a huge platform with plaques engraved with the ranks and names of the major weapon refiners. The bidding was heard constantly and the scene was very lively.

"I'll offer five hundred spirit stones!" a young monk shouted at the top of his voice.

"Eight hundred spirit stones!" The other cultivator showed no sign of weakness, his voice full of determination.

"One thousand spirit stones!" A burly man suddenly stood up, waving his strong arms vigorously, with a fierce look.

The weapon refiners who were being bid on were sitting high up on the gorgeous chairs on one side of the platform.

Some weapon refiners narrowed their eyes slightly, raised the corners of their mouths, revealed a scornful smile, and tapped the handrails casually with their fingers, as if they were mocking these monks for being so crazy for a chance to refine a weapon.

Some of them folded their arms across their chests, leaned back in their chairs comfortably, swung their legs leisurely, looked nonchalant, and even yawned lazily.

An elderly weapon refiner, with a solemn face and awe-inspiring majesty in his eyes, snorted, stroked his snow-white beard, and said to the people beside him: "These people are so eager, they are really short-sighted. A sixth-level weapon refiner is not worth their fighting for."

Another younger weapon refiner looked smug, raised his chin, glanced at the audience with disdain, and said, "Let them fight for it. In any case, the one who will get my help in the end must be the richest person."

The other weapon refiners did not participate in the discussion. They pursed their lips, looked down at the stage with cold eyes, and occasionally frowned slightly, as if they were extremely annoyed by the noise and bustle of the monks.

Jin Cancan took everything in and briefly glanced at the list in the booklet, which detailed the life stories of these masters and the amazing treasures they had refined. She was not very interested, so she threw the booklet on the table and slowly searched for the staff on site.

She was too disdainful to participate in the auction. These scumbags were not even worthy of touching her sword.

Walking all the way to the waiting area of ​​the auction, Jin Cancan heard a lot of key information.

This auction was so grand and lively because of the participation of an eighth-rank weapon refining master.

Normally, a seventh-level weapon refiner would be the subject of scramble among the crowd, not to mention the handful of eighth-level weapon refiners!