The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

Chapter 41

The little drug slave was clinging to the cage, with his head down, so he couldn't see clearly, but the auction equipment was very complete, and on the water curtain next to him, he could clearly see the information of this little thing. The most perfect proportions, white and greasy skin, exquisite facial features, a pair of lacquer-like eyes, as if with a thick ink mist, ignorant and mysterious.

The people in the audience were very quiet, what's the use of a herb slave looking good?Besides, what's the use of fighting fiercely, if you don't control it, who will you let out to beat?Looking at this good looks, it's better not to fight...

Speaking of it, the herb slave is also a kind of puppet, but it is injected with a spirit of unknown things by a special method, most of which are monsters or the like. In ancient times, there was a method of natural life, but it has long been lost.

Some evil cultivators even use some methods that are against human ethics, injecting human souls into them, but once this kind of thing is discovered, it will be wanted and the punishment is very severe. It has long since disappeared.After all, it's not worth putting yourself in danger for a herb slave. Evil cultivators are just bad, not stupid.

The beauty auctioneer even sang the price twice but no one made a move. Bai Zhizhi weakly raised the sign in his hand: "One hundred spirit stones?"

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones once, one hundred high-grade spirit stones twice, one hundred high-grade spirit stones three times..."

The beauty auctioneer finished reading the lowest auction price in the audience without much energy, wiped off his sweat, and thought to himself: At least I didn't fail the auction...but what should I do?The good auction has turned out to be anticlimactic. What about the Nine-Rank Soaring Snake that originally got the news?Suddenly, a few more words came from the spiritual weapon on her ear.

The beauty's face was overjoyed, and she shouted into the arena: "Dear friends! The gifting session is over, and the last treasure of today's auction will be - the eighth-rank beast of Suanni's blood!"

Bai Zhizhi stared wide-eyed at the red-haired little lion in the big cage that was constantly emitting flames, looked and looked, it was too far away to feel the scorching breath, but the impact of the eighth-rank spirit beast still made Xiao Yao The place where the slaves cooled down became hot again, what about the Suan Ni bloodline!Very brave and aggressive beast.

The auctioneer, who had always been smiling lightly, all raised a cheerful smile.

"This beast is a lion with the bloodline of the fire-attribute divine beast Suanni. We all know how important and rare it is to have a spirit beast that grows up with its master. Especially for some friends who are more supportive than spiritual enlightenment, the existence of a fierce beast is like adding wings to a tiger.

"Besides, this is still a young lion. It is not impossible to purify the blood in the future. Our starting price is [-] high-grade spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than [-]!"

"Thirty thousand one hundred!"

"3 two hundred!"

"Thirty-five hundred!"

A deep voice sounded: "Forty thousand!" It was Ye Yan's voice.

"Forty thousand one hundred!"

The deep voice continued: "Fifty thousand!"

"Fifty thousand one hundred!"

"[-]!" Ye Yan was obviously ruthless, and the other party refused to give in. Every time Ye Yan raised the price, the other party would add one hundred.

Bai Zhizhi was watching happily, and a cage was sent to the private room.It was the herb slave that Bai Zhizhi bought, and the male cultivator who gave the cage indicated to Bai Zhizhi that he could put the cage together in a storage bag.

Bai Zhizhi looked at the big black eyes in the cage, opened the door of the cage accidentally, and stretched out his hand to the little thing inside.

"No! It's very violent!"

In the terrified voice of the male cultivator, he saw the little thing trying to pull the corners of his mouth at the little girl who stretched out his hand towards her, and put his dirty little hand in the little white hand, as if he had accomplished some sacred task. He murmured softly like fate: "I found..."

The little thing's voice was too soft, Bai Zhizhi didn't hear it clearly, just wanted to ask again, but saw that the little thing picked up Gan Linglu and threw the fruit over his head with lightning speed, then stuffed it into his mouth...

Can a herb slave eat this?Bai Zhizhi was so frightened that he wanted to grab it quickly, the delivery male cultivator stared at it dumbfounded, he grabbed the murderous guy's mouth and tried to get out the little white finger that buckled the spirit fruit.

"..."

What about the bad guys?Didn't he just step on and break the femur of the steward yesterday? This little white finger should be one bite at a time, right?

"Girl... girl, don't get excited. This little thing usually picks up some bones and eats it, and it won't cause any problems. Don't worry, even this herb slave eats spirit stones and consumes a bit, and his strength fluctuates up and down again." I don’t really listen to orders, that’s why I... girl, let’s keep it as a little thing, after all, there are not many such beautiful and flexible little things, it’s said that this is an antique!”

What Nanxiu said is right, although most of the herb slaves nowadays are very realistic and quick at doing their chores, but their expressions and movements will be a bit dull and awkward, but this little thing is different, look at this swift way of grabbing food... There is no sense of stagnation, but the walking is a little distorted, as if... a broken leg?
Seeing that the little girl noticed the incompleteness of the little medicine slave, the male cultivator was a little embarrassed, "Its leg was broken just yesterday... But it doesn't matter, this leg bone can be repaired with a bottle of magic repair liquid."

Bai Zhizhi: "..." The herb slave bought with a hundred spirit stones got 1000 yuan of spirit stones for repair?But it's okay, I have a lot of gold-swallowing beasts in my hand, and this one is not bad...

It's just... Bai Zhizhi suddenly raised his head, picked up the spiritual fruit in front of him, and threw it at Gan Linglu, "Thank you, senior sister, for the hospitality. I also have this spiritual fruit, Zhizhi, and senior sister, try it too, is there any difference?" place."

Although Bai Zhizhi's cultivation was two levels behind Gan Linglu's, his strength was several times stronger. The plate of spiritual fruit almost flew halfway and it couldn't support it and split open. The protective barrier has not been opened...

"Puff puff puff" several muffled sounds, Gan Linglu's face was already drenched with juice, and she immediately screamed, "Bitch, how dare you!"

"That's enough! Shut up, Gan Linglu, as a senior sister, has repeatedly lost her composure. After today's work is over, I will go back to the sect and think about the cliff face for a month. Bai Zhizhi is a waste of spiritual fruit, so I can't eat tonight's meal!"

"Can--"

"Three months!"

Mo Qianjun's tough attitude made Gan Linglu extinguish instantly, but his eyes were poisoned and full of resentment. He was the top of the secret realm this time, not to mention rewards, but he punished himself for thinking about his mistakes?That bitch poured juice on his head, is it just a waste of fruit?Is it just not allowed to eat dinner tonight?what?Why?What's wrong with me?

The more Gan Linglu thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, tears welled up in her eyes immediately, and she looked at her elder brother.

But Ye Yan can't take care of coaxing her at this meeting, the little lion's competition has reached a fever pitch, Ye Yan is bound to win, and the other party refuses to let go, but after all, with Mo Qianjun by his side, the little lion will eventually be defeated by Ye Yan. Yan won it at the price of [-] top-grade spirit stones.

This price was more than double the market price, Yeyan Lingshi was not enough and Mo Qianjun added a lot to him to make up for it.

It is said that the disciples who are more than 300 years old have already reached the time of independence, but Ye Yan didn't even smile when he took the Lingshi. After a lot of effort, a mighty little lion was sent over.

Ye Yan's face was full of joy, and he took the little guy's blood to form a spiritual slave contract. The aura glowed, and the contract was completed. Bai Zhizhi was sensitive to discover that the light in the little guy's eyes had disappeared...

　Let's update at a fixed time in the future~ How about before [-]:[-] p.m.?
　　
　
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