Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 320

Each stick of Zhixie incense is as thick as a child's arm and as tall as a person's, exuding a faint and dark strange fragrance.

When Zhi Xiexiang appeared, the entire auction venue was like a closed alchemy furnace, in which the fire was raging, waiting for the auction to officially start.

The talkative male cultivator on the stage showed a sly smile, but now his speech slowed down: "This incense is said to come from the country of Tuhun, it is hard to find in the world, and I, Anya, was lucky enough to get the four pillars this time, it is really not easy .”

Liu Qinghuan looked at Yunzheng, and seeing that he also turned his head to look over, he smiled and said, "Try?"

"Try it!"

Liu Qinghuan touched the ring in his hand: "I feel like I'm going to become a pauper soon."

Yun Zheng laughed lowly: "We might as well worry about the possibility of being intercepted and killed after the filming."

Jing Jue blinked, looked at her storage bag quietly, and then showed a frustrated expression.

Both of them are in the late stage of foundation establishment, and they will both face the extremely difficult hurdle of forming alchemy in the near future. If they pass it, they will be one step closer to longevity. To win.

Seeing someone impatiently raising the number plate in his hand, the male cultivator suddenly knocked it down with a hammer, and said very quickly: "Sizhu Zhixiexiang, according to my usual rules: no zero bids! The starting price 20 low-grade spirit stones."

"30!" The Cold-Blooded Kuangjian who was quite aggressive today stood up and shouted loudly, Xie Mei smiled maniacally, and swept his nostrils at those who were ready to fight.

However, there was no one who was good at the scene, and no one cared about him at all. The shouts almost overlapped, and the price quickly climbed to 50.

50 sounds like a lot, but that’s four sticks of only evil incense, and on average, one stick is only over [-], so the price is far from capped

Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng sat firmly in their seats, not in a hurry to bid.

55 million, 60 million, 70 million...

After reaching 80, the number of bidders has decreased by the majority.This price is not low, many people began to hesitate, only three or five people are still bidding.

"80, is there anyone going to raise the price?" The male cultivator who was hosting on the stage began to stir up: "..."

Liu Qinghuan glanced over in a blink of an eye, but saw that the cold-blooded mad sword who had been determined to bid repeatedly, suddenly frowned after a guard approached and said a few secret words, looked at the stage thoughtfully, and then gave up the auction.

"Huh?" Yun Zheng was puzzled, apparently also noticed this, and when "80 is the first time" came from the stage, he finally shouted: "81."

The performance of that cold-blooded mad sword, other people naturally also saw it in their eyes, and secretly speculated all over the field for a while.

"I heard that there will be a group of high-level spiritual materials in the finale. These people are now planning to save their spiritual stones and prepare to kill them later." An extremely low voice came from behind.

Another person said in a low voice: "So that's the case. I said why those big sects have been suppressing and didn't take much action today, but they are still waiting."

Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng exchanged glances, and both of them had a little joy in their eyes.

Spiritual herbs, spirit medicines, spirit mines, and various spirit materials used by monks are generally divided into grades one to seven according to their quality, but the division is not very strict, because the same kind of spirit medicine can be used for decades or hundreds of years. The age of medicines is very different, and the same spiritual material will also affect its true value due to its good or bad appearance.So this division method is just the simplest method, and no one will copy it mechanically.

But there is another way to divide it into four levels, just like pills.For example, the three mulberry tree in Liu Qinghuan's dantian is a heaven-level seventh-rank immortal tree.

As long as it is a high-level spiritual material, it must be extremely good to obtain this strict division method.

At this time, more than half of the auction has been carried out, and it is not far from the finale.

Liu Qinghuan said via voice transmission: "Hey, anyway, it's impossible for us to compete for high-level spiritual materials. It would be better if those people don't compete for this evil fragrance."

After calling another price of "85", Yun Zheng flicked Jingjue's bald head with his fingers and said, "Haha, little monk, although you pretend to be dumb all day long, your bald head is not only bright, but Fuyuan looks like Still pretty good."

Jing Jue hugged her head in protest, with a bewildered expression.

Although there were fewer people competing, the three of Liu Qinghuan finally won Sizhu Yixiexiang at a high price of 100 million.

Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng each gave out half of the spirit stones, and Yun Zheng kept the things first.

The auction continued, and the closer it got to the finale, the more enthusiastic the atmosphere was.The big martial arts firms that were lazy before all sat up straight now.

The last three items that were put on the stage were indeed high-grade spiritual materials, especially the last one, whose final transaction price exceeded ten million!
When the three of them left the secret place of the dark cliff, they were not worried at all that someone would come to intercept them, because compared to those people, they were like bright insects compared to Haoyue.

Yun Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, then rubbed his face vigorously: "Okay, I can be considered to have seen that there are people who are beyond people, and there are people who are beyond the sky, and people still have to be self-aware."

In order to avoid being beaten by Yun Zheng, Liu Qinghuan could only hold back her smile, and led Jing Jue to the front.

But they soon discovered that the monks on the island seemed a little restless today, and many of them flew north with excitement.

"What happened?" Liu Qinghuan guessed.

They quickly asked the reason at the waiter in the inn.

"Senior, don't you know?" The little boy said, "It is said that there was another mountain in the north two days ago, and the news has only reached here today. These people are rushing to find treasure there."

Liu Qinghuan wondered: "Don't there always be new mountains in the sea, why do you still have treasures?"

"Seniors are monks from Saofeng Continent? You don't know, our place is different from other places." Xiaoer said proudly: "Many of the mountains that emerged here are those that sank into the void in the Eastern Wasteland. , one ran out from time to time. Just last time, a large piece of land popped up, and there was still the fairy palace on it, which attracted all the monks from the entire Dongya Island to run away."

"There is such a thing!" Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng were extremely shocked.

He threw a few spirit stones to Xiao Er, thought for a while and asked, "Does this happen often?"

Xiao Er swiftly put away the spirit stones, and then checked that the shopkeeper was not in the store at this time, then leaned over and said, "It's not like it just happened, but one will always pop up every three, five, seven or eight years. Last time It was five years ago, and the last time was a long time ago, more than ten years ago, sometimes it will not appear after decades. Anyway, there is no pattern, and the place where it appears is not certain."

Yunzheng asked: "Is there a fairy palace every time?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Sometimes it's just an ordinary island, but I heard that this time it's just an ordinary island." Xiao Er curled her lips: "But those people outside are not willing to believe it, and insist on running away by themselves. I have seen it before I believe it. It is not that such a thing has happened. At first it looked like an ordinary island, but later it was discovered that there was a hidden underground palace, so every time an island appeared, everyone had to go Every inch of land there must be searched before giving up.”

"Could it be related to space cracks?" Liu Qinghuan thoughtfully asked.

"Maybe." Xiao Er sighed: "The crack in the space is getting bigger and bigger. In the past, there were more than ten days away from our Black Cliff Island, but now the distance has been shortened by half. I'm very worried. But it's useless to worry, it's a crack in space, no one can stop it."

(End of this chapter)