The old man looked at Pan Wei in astonishment, his eyes widened, and he asked uncertainly, "You are the client of the Immortal Pill?"

Pan Wei nodded lightly, yes, multiple friends and multiple roads.

Zhou Yan, who was still annoyed on the side, didn't take Pan Wei in his eyes at all, and when he heard the old man's words, he was stunned and looked at the attendant, who nodded.

After all, there is only this attendant here, who is waiting for Pan Wei's box, and he wants to announce Pan Wei's identity.

But in that case, he will have to lose his job, which is the iron rule here.

Zhou Yan hurriedly stepped forward, and from a distance, his hands were already stretched out, with a respectful smile on his face: "I have long admired the name, Mr. Your surname, this is my business card." ”

Pan Wei stretched out a hand, shook it, and then took his business card and put it in his pocket: "The surname is Pan." ”

"Mr. Pan, hello, if you need anything in the future, just come to our auction house to find me, I will always be there. ”

Even if the man in front of him is not an alchemist, he must know the alchemist, otherwise he would have eaten the elixir by himself.

After all, who doesn't want to own something so precious? Only those who have it will take out the excess and put it up for auction.

Pan Wei nodded lightly: "Okay." ”

The old man on the side was even more excited, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "Mr. Pan, thank you so much for your Immortal Pill, although I took it, but without your Immortal Pill, no matter how much money I have, it will be useless." ”

It's the truth.

"There's a question that I know shouldn't be asked, but I want to ask it anyway. The old man had a flattering smile on his face, "Dare to ask sir, did you refine the Immortal Pill?"

Pounding.

Everyone was waiting for Pan Wei's answer, if he could be friends with an alchemist, he would earn it in this life.

Feeling everyone's nervousness, Pan Wei smiled faintly: "Yes." ”

When the word 'yes' fell, everyone was shocked, and Zhou Yan directly squeezed the old man away: "Mr. Pan, I didn't expect you to be an alchemist! Our auction hall has stations all over China, if you want to rest, our auction venue will always have a place for Mr. Pan." ”

Oh my God, if he brought this alchemist to his auction venue, then his achievements in the future, just thinking about it, would make people excited and unable to sleep.

The little demon looked at Pan Wei in astonishment, she thought he was stupid and had a lot of money. Which Cheng thought, this is the real big guy, with the identity of an alchemist, and he is still so low-key.

If this is someone else, he would like to summon the whole of Huaxia and let everyone kneel and lick him.

"Alchemist, okay, let's cultivate the immortal realm, and we are going to regain our strength again. The old man's eyes were slightly red, and the old man was sentimental, "You don't know, with the depletion of spiritual power, we immortal cultivators are slowly withering." If it weren't for the fact that I still have one or two treasures, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived to be one hundred and fifty years old, and I wouldn't have met you, Mr. Pan. Thank you for making me so old and immortal that I can be young again. ”

His former friends are long gone, and he is still alive. The depletion of spiritual power has made most immortal cultivators unable to be promoted, and can only wait for death dryly.

Immortal cultivators, in addition to spiritual power, are pills.

Pills are the foundation of their cultivation and the cornerstone of life-saving.

"Good, good. The old man was moved to tears, "In the future, I will look forward to Mr. Pan, and I am willing to smear your liver and brain, and die." ”

Zhou Yan immediately said: "Mr. Pan, don't worry, you will be our most honored guest in the future, if you can, Mr. Pan can become our auction." ”

The alchemist, that is a god-like existence, if he can be left behind, who would dare to say a word.

The little demon looked at Pan Wei with hot eyes, and kept shouting in his heart, stay and stay.

She also wants to find a sense of existence, and wants to talk to him and make friends.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the Demon Slaying Sword in his arms, and an idea arose in her brain, she showed an incomparably sweet smile and said to Pan Wei: "Mr. Pan, that Demon Slaying Sword is just an iron lump, not worth a billion yuan, I ......"

"Shut up!" Pan Wei's eyes shot sharply at the little demon, and said coldly, "Since I chose it, then it represents me, do you mean I'm not worth a billion?"

The little demon was drenched in a cold sweat: "No, Mr. Pan, I didn't mean that, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

At this point, it is not appropriate to explain, only to apologize.

Zhou Yan was thinking that he would stay, how could he ever want to be said like this by the little demon, Pan Wei changed his face, and immediately scolded the little demon: "Shut up! If you can't speak, don't speak!"

The little demon is very aggrieved, she just, just......

"Rock Lord, don't lose your temper, she also has good intentions. Pan Wei knew the little demon's kindness, but he didn't want to hear a bad word about the Demon Slaying Sword, "She wants to say, this Demon Slaying Sword is priced at 100 million, but I bought it with 1 billion, she thinks I lost and wants to return the 900 million to me, right?"

The aggrieved little demon nodded slightly: "I don't know about this sword, Mr. Pan likes it so much......"

"In that case, then return all the billions to Mr. Pan, and this sword will be regarded as our gift to Mr. Pan. Zhou Yan hurriedly said, not afraid that the other party would have a request, but afraid that the other party would not ask for it.

Pan Wei stroked the demon slaying sword, just like touching his beloved girl, his eyes were full of tenderness: "No, it's priceless." ”

Everyone didn't believe what he said, but they didn't refute him, so let him be the owner of the money.

Pan Wei saw disbelief in their eyes, hooked his lips and smiled, and entered the spiritual power into the Demon Slaying Sword, which was originally a rusty Demon Slaying Sword, and it was full of golden light.

With a bang, the rusty Demon Slaying Sword just now was extremely smooth at this time, and the pitch-black sword was suspended in front of Pan Wei, and the sword body was buzzing.

"This?" Zhou Yan's eyes were about to fall, "This, Mr. Pan, you can just input spiritual power, why can't so many people input spiritual power to resurrect it?"

Pan Wei naturally won't tell the truth: "Because it chose me." ”

Because it only recognizes me!

Once, I used my body to nourish it, using my soul, not flesh and blood.

A proud tone, a confident smile.

Everyone was amazed, looking at Pan Wei's eyes with hot eyes, staring at the Demon Slaying Sword, slowly reaching out and holding it on the handle.

Pan Wei had a domineering and contemptuous smile on his face, looking at the world, as if he was the king of the world.

Even if he is holding an iron lump, he can't stop the domineering return of his king.

Holding the handle of the sword, injecting spiritual power, slammed it.

In an instant, the golden light of the Dao was shining, like a bright sun, falling from the sky, as bright as day, and everyone who was bright hurriedly closed their eyes.

After the light dissipated, when they opened their eyes, they saw the young man with the sword, like a king, domineering and standing quietly in front of them.

At this moment, they seemed to see a young man, holding a demon sword, covered in blood among the enemies, and his thin figure was like a god, standing up to the sky.

At his feet was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and above his head was the vastness of the sky.

One person and one sword, the corpses and demons killed become mountains, and the blood killed flows into rivers.

His eyes were like those of a fierce beast, as if he looked at him, and he would return to hell, and he would never be able to live again.

The first to fall down was the little demon, she had difficulty breathing, her legs were weak, she sat on the ground with a plop, gasping for air, it was terrible, it was terrible!

"Boom!"

Pan Wei put the sword into the scabbard, and looked at Zhou Yan and Cang Ming indifferently with his eyes: "It chose me, that is a priceless treasure, just a billion yuan, how can it be comparable to it?"

Zhou Yan and Cang Ming, who were trembling in shock, were like people who climbed up from the bottom of the cliff, gasping for breath.

Just now, it was terrible!

If it is said that they only had respect for Pan Wei before.

At that moment, they still have awe of Pan Wei!

Reverence for the strong!

Fear of death!

Zhou Yan didn't dare to say anything anymore, and asked Pan Wei to be the offering of their auction, which was simply looking for death and insulting.

Cang Ming didn't dare to say anything else, if so, Mr. Pan could command them......

"Leave a phone number, it's easy to contact in the future!" Pan Wei took the initiative to speak, and Zhou Yan and Cang Ming, who were happy, almost knelt down.

After getting the phone number, Pan Wei turned around and left, and said to Shen Xingxing and Tyrannosaurus who stayed outside the door, "Let's go." ”

Zhou Yan and Cang Ming in the room, their feet were weak at this time, and they both collapsed on the ground, it was terrible, it was terrible!

The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!

That's Mr. Pan!