At this moment, he was concentrating on staring at the Soul-Crying Beast in the golden bubble in front of him, his face gloomy and uncertain.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes filled with thought and confusion, and I don't know what he was thinking about.

Perhaps he was worried about the safety of the Soul-Crying Beast, or perhaps he was guessing the secret hidden behind the golden bubble.

At the same time, Jin Yuan, who had just walked out of the square, returned to his room.

Suddenly there was a soft "puff" sound, which was very abrupt, and then the whole person was suddenly enveloped by a gray flame.

The flames instantly enveloped his entire body, and then his body turned into a puff of green smoke at an extremely fast speed.

It disappeared without a trace, and the whole process was so fast that people had no time to react.

And his soul appeared in the flames with a look of panic on his face.

The strange thing was that the soul was not injured, as if the fire was only targeting his body.

But before he could recover from the shock, he seemed to be pulled by something.

The soul was wrapped in flames and turned into an inconspicuous ball of light the size of a fist, which suddenly rushed out of the half-open window.

Then it shot up into the sky at a speed as fast as lightning and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

He disappeared silently between heaven and earth. From beginning to end, no one noticed the old man's disappearance.

It was as if he had just evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace at all.

Chen Yun, who was in the Tianji House, saw that it would take the Soul-Crying Beast some time to devour all the corpse fire.

He stood there and pondered for a while. The process of the Weeping Soul Beast devouring the corpse fire was quite time-consuming.

After thinking about it, Chen Yun finally decided to put the Soul-Crying Beast and the Vajra Shield into the spirit beast bag.

After doing all this, he walked out and used his power to shrink the stone house and restore it to its original appearance.

Afterwards, Chen Yun returned to the main hall and returned the Tianji House to the middle-aged female cultivator. The handover process went quite smoothly.

There were no twists and turns. Afterwards, Chen Yun went straight back to the square.

It was already afternoon. Chen Yun looked up and found that half of the monks in the square had suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that they all went to another stone hall opposite to attend the auction that was being held there.

Seeing this, Chen Yun did not hesitate and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

Walking towards the other side, he looked calm and composed, as if he was looking forward to the auction.

There were two white-robed monks standing at the door of the hall. They were like two door gods, guarding the entrance.

When they saw Chen Yun coming over, one of them immediately bowed and said:
"My fellow Daoist, in order to prevent too many idle people from waiting, according to the regulations, you must pay three spirit stones to participate in the auction."

When the monk spoke, there was a formal smile on his face and his tone was quite polite.

Chen Yun smiled when he heard this, and without saying a word he reached into the storage bag with very skilled movements.

Soon three low-level spirit stones appeared in his hand, and he handed them over. The whole process was quick and neat, without any hesitation.

The two monks immediately smiled, and the smile became more genuine, and they hurriedly took the spirit stones.

He immediately gave Chen Yun a palm-sized jade plate and politely made way for the entrance, indicating that Chen Yun could go in.

Chen Yun took a look at the jade plate in his hand, and saw a silver number "two hundred and forty-three" marked in the center of the jade plate.

There was no sign of surprise on his face, and he remained calm as he walked in unhurriedly.

It seemed as if he didn't care too much about the number on the jade plate, and just followed the process to enter the auction venue.

After passing through a passage more than twenty feet long, four more monks appeared on the opposite side.

They stood there, with a look of scrutiny in their eyes, and behind them was a misty white gate filled with spiritual light.

The gate looked quite mysterious, emitting a faint halo, as if countless treasures were hidden behind the gate.

When they saw Chen Yun coming, these people first looked Chen Yun up and down, and then remained expressionless and silent.

Just standing there quietly, continuing to perform his guarding duties.

Chen Yun also ignored these people, just walked straight over, then reached out and pushed open the door.

As he stepped into the main hall, the figure quickly disappeared behind the door.

As soon as Fang entered the hall, he heard a man's loud voice echoing in the hall:

"Five hundred years of Phoenix Tail Flower, seven hundred and ninety spirit stones."

"Okay, no other Taoist friends are bidding higher. This spiritual medicine will belong to this Taoist friend. Taoist friend number 130, please go to the back to pay the spiritual stones and take the spiritual medicine."

The voice was loud and powerful, reaching everyone's ears clearly, and the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed quite warm.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the items being auctioned on the stage.

Only then did Chen Yun see clearly that the hall was filled with about 200 to 300 people, and the scene was quite spectacular.

They all placed a jade plate similar to the one in Chen Yun's hand, with faint silver numbers shining on it, which were very eye-catching.

Anyone can see clearly at a glance that this jade plate is used to mark the identity of the bidder and the bidding situation.

Right in front of the stone hall, there was a middle-aged man in a blue robe with a vigorous face, holding a jade box with an open lid, and speaking loudly.

His voice was full of infectiousness, trying to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm for bidding, and in the box was an unusually bright purple spiritual flower.

The spiritual flower looked delicate and beautiful, emitting a faint spiritual fluctuation.

It was obviously a very precious elixir, which attracted the covetous eyes of many monks.

The person who bought this box of elixir was a fat old man sitting in the crowd.

As soon as he saw the middle-aged man confirm the auction result, he immediately stood up with a happy face.

The fat body moved a little clumsily, but it did not affect his anxious mood at all.

He walked straight to the side door, looking impatient, as if he was afraid that if he was a step late, the elixir would disappear.

Chen Yun looked around as usual and walked towards an empty seat nearby.

He walked to the empty seat, sat down slowly, and his eyes fell on the snow-white table and chairs in front of him. The table and chairs looked like jade but not jade, and the material was quite peculiar.

This aroused Chen Yun's interest, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the white table in front of him.

When I touched it, I found that the table was somewhat warm, the temperature was neither too high nor too low, just right.

It makes people feel quite comfortable, yet there is a hint of mystery. Chen Yun couldn't help but wonder what material it is made of.

"This is..." Chen Yun thought for a while about the various jade materials in his mind.

But he found that he had never seen this kind of material before, and his mouth curled up in surprise.

His eyes were full of curiosity, and he was wondering where this material came from.

"Fellow Daoist, is this your first time meeting Wen Shi?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the side. The voice was clear and pleasant, and seemed to contain a hint of laughter, as if she had noticed Chen Yun's curiosity and found it interesting, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Warm Stone?"

Chen Yun turned his head and took a look, only then did he notice the monk sitting next to him.

They were actually two young female cultivators with similar looks, almost like sisters. Sitting together, they were quite pleasing to the eye.

The two girls were dressed in yellow and green respectively. Although they were not stunning beauties, they were still eye-catching and had their own unique charm.

The one who spoke was the woman in green who was sitting closer to Chen Yun. She thought Chen Yun's action of reaching out to touch the table was a bit silly.

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He said it in a teasing tone, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked at Chen Yun with a smile.

"Sister, don't talk nonsense. Fellow Daoist, please don't be offended. This is my first time traveling, so if there is anything inappropriate in my words, I hope you can forgive me."

Another woman who looked a little older hastily apologized.

There was a hint of apology on her face and she glared at the woman in green, as if blaming her for her recklessness.

Then he gave Chen Yun a kind smile, hoping that Chen Yun would not be upset by the words of the woman in green.

Cousin!

They were not actually sisters. This was somewhat beyond Chen Yun's expectation. He was slightly moved and thought to himself, how could they successfully build the foundation at such a young age.

The qualifications of these two women must be extraordinary, and they seem to be quite gifted cultivators.

Thinking of this, Chen Yun smiled and said indifferently:
"Nothing. I've only heard of 'warm jade' before. This is the first time I've seen this kind of warm stone."

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the detailed origin of this thing? This shouldn't be a common material, right?"

"Otherwise, even though I have been practicing in a remote place, I would not be completely ignorant."

Chen Yun's tone was very calm, with a faint smile on his face and a desire for knowledge in his eyes. He wanted to learn about Wen Shi's situation from these two female cultivators.

"Warm stone can't be compared with warm jade. It's not surprising that you didn't know about this thing before."

"Because this kind of special stone is a specialty of the Snow Ridge Mountains and cannot be found anywhere else."

"But apart from being unusually white and warm rather than cold, this material has nothing special about it compared to other common stones."

"But in the secular world, it is naturally a few cents more expensive than ordinary jade."

Another woman in a yellow robe explained to Chen Yun with a smile. Her voice was soft and she spoke in detail. She patiently answered Chen Yun's questions and seemed quite friendly.

"I see. Thank you for clearing up my confusion."

Chen Yun nodded with a look of realization in his eyes, and he had a certain understanding of the origin of this warm stone. Then he sat there with a serious expression.

His eyes turned to the stage, watching the middle-aged man auctioning a top-level magical weapon.

His mind was now focused on the items in the auction, wanting to see what other things worth paying attention to would appear next.

Chen Yun's action made the green-shirted woman glance slightly with her beautiful eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, seeming to be a little disdainful.

She seemed to think Chen Yun was too serious and wanted to say something.

But her cousin gave her a stern look and she had to shut her mouth and stop talking.

But in his heart, he still felt a little disapproving of Chen Yun's appearance, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Chen Yun seemed oblivious to all this. He just sat there quietly, watching the auction proceed with cold eyes, witnessing each magical weapon and elixir being auctioned off.

Although the auction held by this kind of local family is definitely not very high-end, it can even be said to be of a relatively low level.

However, Chen Yun intended to use this auction to find out how big the price difference is between the elixirs and magical instruments in Dajin and those in Tiannan.

In order to prepare for the search for rare materials in the future, he looked very carefully and made comparisons silently in his mind.

After watching for a while, Chen Yun finally understood what was going on.

Obviously, the prices of spiritual medicines and magical instruments in Dajin are much higher than those in Tiannan. Even the prices of the rarer ones are more outrageous.

He thought about it and understood the reason.

Although the area of ​​Dajin is ten times larger than that of Tiannan, the cultivation system here is complete.

The number of immortal cultivators is probably far more than ten times, which has resulted in a relatively greater shortage of spiritual weapons and medicines. Due to the imbalance between supply and demand, prices will naturally rise.

But relatively speaking, Dajin is still a vast country with abundant resources, and there are still many rare things that have never been seen in Tiannan or even the Chaos Star Sea.

Especially some medicinal herbs and refining materials. In just a short period of time, three or four things appeared, and he didn't know the uses of them. This made Chen Yun happy.

He thought, it seems that if he visits a few more top-level markets in Dajin.

It seems that it is not impossible to gather the rare materials that I need, and I am looking forward to the subsequent search for materials.

While Chen Yun was thinking, the middle-aged man on the stage suddenly asked someone to bring out a tray with three deep red crystals on it.

The flashing red light of these crystals was like a raging flame, very eye-catching.

The light danced on the tray, as if it had its own vitality, instantly attracting the attention of many people present.

"Three Fire Melting Crystals, excellent materials for refining top-level fire-attributed magical instruments. The starting price is 500 Spiritual Stones. Fellow Daoists who are interested can make an offer now."

The middle-aged man in blue robe smiled and announced the name, use and price of the items on the plate, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

I hope these crystals can be auctioned for a good price. After all, good materials always attract scramble among monks.

Chen Yun glanced at it casually and was about to look away, but suddenly his eyes fixed and he uttered a light "exclamation".

His expression instantly became focused, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he had discovered the unusualness of this fire-molten crystal.

"Why, kid Chen! With your wealth, would you still be interested in these crystal stones?"

The lazy voice of Lord Dayan came, and the voice seemed to sound directly in Chen Yun's mind.

With a hint of curiosity and doubt, he didn't understand why Chen Yun cared so much about these seemingly ordinary crystals. (End of this chapter)