Chapter 137: Mantis Catches Cicada

Just like the marrow cleansing pill he had obtained before, the entire transaction process for the foundation building pill was also very fast this time. Even the cat-faced maid who led Song Qingming out did not realize that Song Qingming was the one who was chosen to exchange for the foundation building pill.

Including Song Qingming, a total of 40 to 50 cultivators came in and out. Everyone was wearing a mask and their expressions could not be seen. Song Qingming did not know which cultivator would be the other one who was chosen to exchange for the foundation building pill.

The Tiandan League's move really protected the privacy of every guest who came to the auction. For example, in the process of Song Qingming exchanging for the foundation building pill, except for a few core senior executives of the auction, no one here would know which two people took the foundation building pill in the end.

Even when he had returned to his original seat in the hall, Song Qingming's heart was still churning. He really couldn't believe that his exchange for the foundation building pill was so smooth this time. The other party didn't even ask about the origin of the spiritual object in his hand, and handed the foundation building pill to him. Song Qingming had thought about it for a long time before preparing the speech, but it turned out to be completely useless.

Seeing that the jade box contained the foundation-building pill he had always dreamed of, Song Qingming couldn't help but tremble with both hands holding the box.

Fortunately, the tiger-headed masked man who gave him the foundation-building pill reminded him in time in the secret room, so that Song Qingming didn't show any abnormality after coming out. However, even so, when he came out of the secret room, Song Qingming felt several sharp eyes looking at him at once.

Although the mask on his head can block the detection of the cultivator's consciousness, his figure and clothes can still be remembered by those who are interested. How to leave this place safely next has become a problem that Song Qingming urgently needs to think about now.

As the last cultivator came out of the secret room, the tiger-headed man who presided over the auction also reappeared in front of the auction hall.

"This auction has ended successfully. Thank you very much for coming to support us. The return teleportation array has been prepared for everyone. You can leave here at any time. In the next three days, our alliance will also sell some low-level elixirs in the hall. Fellow Taoists who still need elixirs can also stay and have a look."

As the auction officially ended, most people in the hall stood up and left their seats, and walked towards the cave teleportation array behind the auction hall. Only a few dozen people did not leave in a hurry, wanting to see if they could still buy the elixirs they needed.

"Why has no one come after waiting for so long? Is the teleportation array broken? Why haven't we been teleported yet?"

"I don't know. Maybe there are too many people to be teleported. Anyway, just wait. When the time comes, the Tiandan League will naturally arrange for us to leave."

The cave waiting to be teleported back was soon crowded with people. Among them, a short man wearing a pig-head mask like Song Qingming secretly transmitted a message to a monk with a sheep-head mask beside him: "Fellow Daoist Wu, do you think the person who just exchanged for the foundation-building pill is among us?"

"Brother Lu, what do you mean by this? Do you dare to have the idea of ​​​​the foundation-building pill?" The sheep-head masked man immediately turned his face to the side after hearing it, looked around cautiously, and replied.

"Hmph! The world of immortal cultivation has always been one where strength is respected. Naturally, spiritual objects like foundation-building pills should be possessed by those who are capable. I have just noted down most of the people who have entered the secret room of the Tiandan League. If the two of us foundation-building cultivators can join forces and give it a try after being teleported there, we might be able to find an opportunity. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Wu has this idea." The pig-headed masked man also revealed a hint of ruthlessness in his words.

After listening to him, the sheep-headed masked man did not nod and agree to him immediately, but said calmly: "There are at least 40 to 50 people who just entered. Apart from the people of Tiandan League, who knows who got the foundation-building pill in the end. So many people teleported away in different directions. It is almost impossible for you and me to find the foundation-building pill. Moreover, those who are able to exchange for the foundation-building pill are mostly successful foundation-building cultivators. With the cultivation of you and me in the early stage of foundation-building, we may kick against the iron plate. If you want to pay attention to the foundation-building pill, I will not accompany you."

"Alas! Brother Wu is right. It was Lu who was abrupt." Seeing that the sheep-headed masked man did not have this idea, the pig-headed masked man could only sigh helplessly. He was not sure about facing a foundation-building cultivator without help.

"Brother Lu, if you want to get the foundation-building pill, you might as well consider other people. A lot of good things came out of this auction. I remember that the man next to him seemed to have obtained a set of second-level magic tools that can be used in combination. This thing is worth thousands of spirit stones. The boy looks quite young. He should be either a ninth-level cultivator of Qi Refining or a person who has just built his foundation. If the two of us join forces to take him down, it shouldn't be a big problem. We can also share 1,800 spirit stones, which will be worth our trip here." The pig-headed masked man here just gave up his thoughts and didn't want to look up. The sheep-headed masked man had already insidiously stared at a young man sitting on the other side of them.

This young man looked very ordinary, but he not only had a mask on his face, but also a black hat covering half of his head. He looked very cautious.

At this time, the news finally came that the teleportation array in the cave next door was ready. Seeing this, the young man hurriedly followed the Tiandan League monk who led him to the teleportation place. The sheep-head masked man and the pig-head masked man looked at each other and nodded tacitly, and followed the young man into the teleportation array.

As the teleportation array flashed, more than a dozen people who were teleported together appeared in another cave, and two monks with ox-head and horse-head masks stood beside them.

"Everyone, after returning the masks you are wearing to us, you can leave directly from here." The horse-head masked man pointed to the mask on his face and said calmly to the people who had just teleported and were still a little unstable.

Before the horse-head masked man finished speaking, an old man with a somewhat anxious temper had taken off the rat-head mask he was wearing and handed it to him, and then left here in a hurry without looking back.

As someone took the lead to leave, the people who were teleported by others also took the time to hand in their masks and left here on their own initiative. Soon, only the ox-headed man and the horse-headed man were left in the cave.

After the young man in the bamboo hat walked out of the cave, he chose a direction and went down the mountain alone. However, he didn't seem to notice that two figures were following him closely not far behind him.

The young man in the bamboo hat suddenly stopped in a large forest dozens of miles away from where he had just been teleported. He turned around and said loudly to the empty space behind him: "My two Taoist friends have been following me all the way. If you have anything to ask me, please come out and talk!"

"Good boy, you are quite smart. Since you have chosen such a good place for yourself, we will send you off here."

As a fierce word floated out, two people, one tall and one short, walked out quickly from one side of the forest. They were the sheep-headed man and the pig-headed man who had been eyeing him at the auction.