Suddenly, the whole audience was buzzing, this blood book confession book was indeed of no use to most monks, and they only vaguely heard that this kind of item with a special artistic conception could help monks who cultivated the natural path to improve their cultivation and break through the bottleneck, but they did not expect its value to be so high. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd, and the original price increase of more than 50,000 times has been gradually accepted by the monks on the spot when the total price is already extremely high, just like the price of 100,000 items is increased by 5,000 at a time. But Ye Hong's price increase this time hit a new high, jumping from the base of 100,000 to the base of 1 million again and again, and the price increase was so big, everyone was talking to each other, what was the origin of the young monk, and he was so rich.

"A million for the first time! Is there any Taoist friend who has increased the price?"

No one responded, and it was estimated that the price was beyond the limits of what the old monk could afford.

"A million for the second time!"

"A million for the third time! Congratulations to this fellow Daoist!"

Soon, the black-clothed monk brought the blood book confession and cleared it with Ye Hong. And Ye Hong bowed slightly, stretched out his ape arm and sent it to Dong Mengying: "Yours!"

Dong Mengying was stunned for a moment and then took it with a slightly trembling hand, holding it tightly in her hand, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say, or she didn't know what to say! She just watched Ye Hong silently through the black veil for a long time and then sat up straight.

Seeing this situation, Ding Siyi was even more sure that there must be a very special story between the man and woman who were sitting on both sides of her and didn't seem to know very well, and she was very curious!

The auction continued, and Ye Hong returned his attention to the auction table. And in the dark where the light had not shone, two Judan period monks who were also dressed in black were looking at Ye Hong's direction and whispering.

After the filming ended, free trade between monks was carried out again, but Ye Hong still did not get the 10,000-year-old blood Bodhi he wanted, but Ding Siyi obtained another spiritual grass for refining jade muscle liquid, and of course handed it over to Ye Hong. This time, not only Dong Mengying was even more confused, but even the other monks sitting nearby were confused. What is the relationship between these three people, two women and one man, with Ye Hong spending such a huge amount of spirit stones to bid for the blood book confession to the masked female cultivator, the two should be Taoist couples, but looking at the communication and interaction between the two, they don't seem to be very familiar with each other, and the female cultivator didn't even say a word after receiving the blood book worth millions of spirit stones.

It is also possible to say that Ye Hong and Ding Siyi are Taoist couples, but Ding Siyi did not have any annoyance about Ye Hong, a Taoist couple, giving millions of spirit stones to other female cultivators, but instead handed over the two spirit grasses worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones that he had auctioned to him for safekeeping. This relationship is really puzzling.

Knowing that the trade fair was over, the three of them came out together, and after seeing Ye Hong's depressed expression, Dong Mengying said the first sentence: "The 10,000-year blood Bodhi you requested, I heard the master say it, it seems that the sect contribution treasure pavilion has it, but it needs a large number of sect contribution points to be exchanged!" Then he took out his identity jade card: "I still have two thousand anonymous contribution points here, or you can use it first!"

Ye Hong nodded slightly, took out his identity jade plate and handed it over, pasting it on the other party's jade plate. Dong Mengying's aura turned, and a glimmer of light lit up between the two jade plaques, and after a while, it was back to normal.

"I also have a little, but very little, only a few hundred, don't dislike it!" Seeing this, Ding Siyi also took out his identity jade card, and handed it over with a red face, Ye Hong didn't care, and accepted it as such.

In fact, he can completely steal the anonymous contribution points of other Thunder Gate monks by "stealing your sister"**, as many as he wants, but since he already plans to continue to stay in the Thunder Gate, it is inconvenient to use this method. After all, the contribution points of the sect are not the same as the spirit stones, if someone doubts that his net worth is so rich, he can say how he contributed in the Wind and Rain Sect, and how many tasks he has earned from the rewards of the Wind and Rain Sect or the completion of many tasks, anyway, there is no proof of death. But the contribution points of the sect are different, they are issued by the sect, and they are all recorded, once the contribution points of their own sect are so many that they are suspicious, their own danger will come. How did your Ye Hong's contribution come from, if it was with spirit stones, and from which senior brother did you buy it, if you can't come from three, five, or six, then the sect will easily let him go?

The three of them didn't say much, and each went back with different thoughts. After Ye Hong returned to the cave mansion, he let out a long sigh, it seems that it is not ordinarily difficult to obtain this 10,000-year-old blood Bodhi in such a short period of time.

Early the next morning, Ye Hong flew to the Treasure Pavilion of the Sect. made a request to the deacon's disciples in exchange for the 10,000-year blood Bodhi, and sure enough, the reply he received made him a little chilled. Ten thousand years of blood Bodhi, yes, but the required contribution points of the sect are as many as 18,000 points, and Dong Mengying and Ding Siyi only give themselves 3,000 points, which is a big difference.

He proposed to use the spirit stone, but was rejected by righteous words and despised incidentally: the Treasure Pavilion was set up for those disciples who made real contributions to the sect, not for those incompetent babies who relied on backers or elders. Ye Hong's performance was such a gentleman in the eyes of that deacon disciple, you have a lot of spirit stones, you are an uncle in other places, but it doesn't work with me, where it is cool, where will it go!

Ye Hong walked out of the Treasure Pavilion unhappily, and happened to meet two monks who had been talking all the way, and a place name gave him an idea. After a moment's hesitation, he drove the Flying Carpet directly to a mountain peak: the Hall of Merit. Because he was reminded by a passing monk, he suddenly thought that he still had 20,000 sect contribution points that he hadn't received!

Half a year ago, when I went to the Hall of Merit, I was surrounded by a group of female cultivators led by He Xiangu, who was insulted by the thick phlegm of saliva, and swallowed a mouthful of He Xiangu's fragrant saliva by mistake. Although this incident made him have some epiphany of the artistic conception of cultivating the truth due to the blessing of misfortune, it also made him have a vague feeling of the Hall of Merit, both panic and yearning, a very peculiar feeling.

In his heart, he wanted to see He Xiangu again, but at the same time, he was afraid to see her. But this time, he had to go anyway and take out the sect's contribution points. In the past, he relied on flying blankets to travel, which was not eye-catching, could confuse other monks, and was a low-key, extremely low-key flying magic weapon. But at this moment, he felt that this flying carpet was really too slow, and decided that after this matter was over, he must go and change to a fast flying magic weapon.