I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Xuan Kun raised his hand to open the stone door of the cave, then took out the sound transmission talisman and told the master that he had come out of seclusion.

He flew into the air and looked at the Tianyuan Sword Formation surrounding the peak. Xuan Kun did not retract it. Xuan Kun, who had reached the peak of the late foundation building stage, no longer needed to rely on the Tianyuan Sword Formation.

He could kill ordinary cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage by himself, and the Nascent Soul in Xuan Kun's Dantian had recovered a little.

The explosion of Nascent Soul's power is enough to kill a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation. This is also Xuan Kun's biggest trump card.

He summoned the black flying sword that was standard in Jueming Valley and flew away.

After reaching the foundation-building stage, you no longer need a flying magic tool to fly, but you cannot fly as fast as a flying magic tool, so you still need a flying magic tool to assist in flying.

Looking at the black flying sword under his feet, even with the spiritual power at the peak of the late foundation building stage, Xuan Kun felt that the flying speed was still too slow.

"Alas, I can't use the top-grade flying magic weapon I made in Jueming Valley."

When there is no one outside, Xuan Kun can take out the top-level flying magic weapon he has refined, but it doesn't work in the valley.

Xuan Kun flew towards the north of Jueming Valley.

The Jueming Valley Market is located in a small town in the north. A figure covered in a black robe appeared at the city gate.

There was no guard at the city gate, and there were five big words written on the gate: Jueming Valley Market.

The man in black robes went straight into the city, which was full of monks opening shops and selling things for cultivation.

There was no trace of a mortal being. The man in black robe was Xuan Kun who had hidden his cultivation.

Xuan Kun walked to a shop he often went to and went straight in. A female Qi-refining clerk came forward to greet him.

Xuan Kun directly showed a token, and the female Qi-refining cultivator saw this and led Xuan Kun in.

"Senior, please follow me."

The two went directly to the third floor and showed their tokens. There was an old man in a yellow robe reading a book on the third floor.

When he saw someone coming in and saw the token, he came forward with a smile and saluted.

"Senior, you haven't been here for two years. What do you need to buy or sell this time?"

The old man smiled and was very respectful.

Xuan Kun used the voice changing technique to change into the voice of an old man, laughed and said.

"Haha, is it your business whether I come or not? Prepare everything on the list for me."

As he spoke, a piece of rice paper flew out of Xuan Kun's storage bag.

Seeing that Xuan Kun was saying this with a smile, the old man in yellow robe also laughed and took the rice paper.

"Senior, you are joking. I wouldn't dare to do that. I will get you whatever you need as long as our shop has it."

Xuan Kun sold all the Spirit-cultivating Pills he had. He had already reached the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage, and the Spirit-cultivating Pills were no longer of much use.

He also exchanged the unnecessary things he had refined for spirit stones.

The old man in yellow robe looked at the list in his hand and said with some embarrassment,

"Senior, we don't have the Soul-Boosting Pill, Soul-Binding Flower, or Soul-Clearing Grass you need."

Xuan Kunting frowned and said, "Then if you can get it, I can buy it at a high price."

Go to the market to wait for me in the main hall. Xuan Kun was also afraid of being discovered by Juemingu, although Xuan Kun was disguised as a Jindan cultivator.

Jueming Valley may not care, after all, there are so many people disguising themselves and hiding.

But Xuan Kun was also afraid of attracting the attention of high-level cultivators and being seen through.

The old man in yellow robe laughed after hearing this.

"Senior, you have arrived just in time. The Soul-Binding Flowers and Spirit-Clearing Grass you need will be auctioned off at Juemingfang tonight. You can go and my shop can recommend you."

Xuan Kun's mind moved, "This Shengling Pill is easy to make. If there is no ready-made one, I can buy the materials and refine it myself. But without the Soul-Binding Flower and the Spirit-Clearing Grass, the probability of forming a pill will be reduced."

Then he replied, "Okay, then, I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Huang, to recommend the items on the list."

The slick old man in yellow robe smiled and said, "No, no, it's all thanks to you, senior, for taking care of my business. This is what a junior should do."

The sun sets and night falls. At eight o'clock in the evening, Longguo time, Xuan Kun, who was resting in the private room, heard a knock on the door.

The old man in yellow robe came to the door and said, "Senior, it's almost time to go."

Xuan Kun smiled and said, "I understand."

The old man in yellow robe is named Huang Jin. He has reached the late stage of foundation building, so it is quite good for him to be able to open a shop in the market of Jueming Valley.

Judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't have any background. That's why Xuan Kun always cooperates with this person.

Xuan Kun left the gold shop and went to Juemingfang.

Standing outside the gate of Juemingfang, I realized how wealthy Jueming Valley was. The shop door was magnificent and golden, just like the large ancient buildings of the ancient Dragon Kingdom on Blue Star.

Xuan Kun walked into the store, and a woman in a purple dress, who looked like a Qi-refining cultivator from Jueming Valley, came forward to greet him.

He directly showed the recommendation token given by Huang Jin to the reception girl.

The girl bowed to Xuan Kun and said, "Senior, please follow me."

As he spoke, he led Xuan Kun to the basement of a room. A big door opened in the basement and they entered.

After entering, Xuan Kun saw a huge auction venue with rows of seats arranged in a fan shape around the platform.

The lights were dim, with only the spiritual stones on the platform emitting light.

This design is intended to make the monks participating in the auction focus their attention on the auction table.

The receptionist pointed to the stairs on the left. Led by the girl, Xuan Kun entered a private room on the second floor of the auction house.

In the private room, Xuan Kun could clearly see the auction table downstairs while sitting in the leather chair.

When he went upstairs just now, Xuan Kun felt a divine sense falling on him. It might be a Jindan cultivator from Juemingfang who was confirming his strength level.

"Are all the Jindan cultivators on the second floor?"

The reception maid was making tea for Xuan Kun and answered respectfully.

"Replying to Senior, the Jindan seniors are all on the second floor, and the first floor is all foundation-building cultivators."

Xuan Kun nodded. It seemed that the recommendation of Huang Jin was quite good and there was no need for him to demonstrate it again.

Suddenly Xuan Kun asked again.

"Can Nascent Soul cultivators participate in this auction?"

The maid who was making tea was slightly stunned and looked at Xuan Kun respectfully.

"Senior, you're joking. How could Yuanying ancestors participate in this level of bidding?"

Xuan Kun breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "That's good. It seems no one can see through my Qi Condensation Technique."

Looking at the girl, two medium-grade spirit stones flew out of Xuan Kun's storage bag and he asked her to retreat.

"No need to wait, just go down."

The girl put down the teapot in her hand, took the spirit stone in the air, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Senior. I will not disturb you anymore. I am just outside the door. If you need anything, just call me and I will come in to serve you."

Xuan Kun nodded and the maid went out.

Judging from what the maid said, there should be no Nascent Soul cultivators participating in the auction in Juemingfang.

But I don’t know if there are any Nascent Soul cultivators among the powerful people of Jueming Valley stationed here.

Xuan Kun still didn't dare to scan casually with his Nascent Soul consciousness.

There were more and more Foundation Establishment cultivators below, until all the seats on the first floor were almost filled, and the Core Formation cultivators in the private rooms on the second floor were almost all there.

On the auction stage, an old man in a purple robe from Jue Ming Valley came up.

"I am Shen Ci, the manager of Juemingfang. I welcome all of you to participate in this auction. I will be the host of the next auction. I would like to congratulate all of you on winning what you need."

The old man introduced himself with a smile and welcomed and congratulated the monks who came to participate in the auction.

The monks below cheered, some said let's get started quickly, and some asked questions.

Shen Ci raised his hand on the auction table and there was a sudden silence below.

Shen Ci then smiled.

"This auction officially begins"