A streamer flew up from the scroll and was imprinted between Mo Yuhan's eyebrows, and at the same time, a vigorous and powerful voice exploded in his ears: "Little Xuanyuan Palm, it is the old man's life's work, this martial art is simplified to the emperor-level upper-level martial art "Xuanyuan Palm", but the emperor-level martial art is too cumbersome and difficult to cultivate, so the old man simplified it and took its essence. ”

"This technique needs to penetrate the meridians of the arm, the spiritual power in the palm of the seven points, and then from the palm of the acupoint will send out the spiritual power, this is the entry, if you practice so, the power of this martial art can be compared to the Xuan-level upper-level martial arts, can break the stone and break the wood! If you can pass through the thirteen points in the palm, you can call it Xiaocheng, the power can be compared to the king-level middle-level martial arts, can destroy the wall and crack the ground! If you can pass through the sixteen points in the palm, it can be called Dacheng, its power is magnificent, at this time, you can use the small Xuanyuan palm in any acupuncture point, flexible and changeable. And if you open up the sixteen acupoints, you can expand the operation of the body in the week, and your cultivation will also be increased in the future. ”

"If you cultivate this martial art to the realm of Dacheng, if you have the opportunity to get the "Xuanyuan Palm" by chance in the future, you can open up the meridian acupoints of the palm more easily, and it will be easier to cultivate the "Xuanyuan Palm". ”

Mo Yuhan raised his eyebrows and said in his heart: "It's a good thing." I calmed down, opened my eyes, and read the scroll in my hand carefully.

After a long time, Mo Yuhan thoughtfully put the scroll into the space ring, and said to himself: "These sixteen acupoints are really tricky, if one is not careful, I am afraid that this arm will be abolished, but if the cultivation is successful, not to mention that it can learn the little Xuanyuan palm, and it can also gain cultivation, it is really exciting." ”

Thinking about it, he calmed down, according to the meridian diagram given in the scroll, observed them in his body one by one, slightly activated the spiritual power in his body, slowly flowed along the meridians, and carefully touched the meridians that had never been developed under Mo Yuhan's control.

Mo Yuhan looked at the meridians as thin as the tip of a needle, and couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp, and said in his heart: "With such a thin meridian, I'm afraid that when controlling spiritual power, as long as one is not careful, I am afraid it will be difficult to end." ”

After hesitating for a long time, Mo Yuhan sighed and scolded with a bit of a toothache: "The creator of martial arts is really not afraid of death, and such a thin meridian dares to mess around." ”

Mo Yuhan sat on the futon with his head drooped, thinking about what way to make himself practice this martial art at the same time, but also to protect the meridians, thinking about it, only the pill can solve this problem, but there is no pill that can protect the veins among the pills left by Bai Lao, after all, Bai Lao's family background is also from the demon royal family, and the demon royal family is already strong and healthy, and the meridians in the body are thicker than the human race since childhood, and the cultivation of martial arts naturally does not use this elixir to protect the veins.

It is said that Mo Yuhan is also a member of the demon royal family, but his mother is a human race, even if Mo Yuhan has god-level demon blood, the strength of the meridians in his body is still not as strong as that of ordinary demon royal people, not to mention the meridians on the palm of his hand that are already fragile and basically uncared for.

As a last resort, Mo Yuhan had to go out of his tent and asked Zhou Neng to inquire about the pill that had the effect of protecting the pulse, Zhou Neng saw Mo Yuhan asking about the pill, and couldn't help but be stunned, this kind of son-in-law who was expelled from the house with a huge amount of family wealth would come to ask himself about this kind of pill that is not too precious, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, but after all, Mo Yuhan's kindness is more important than himself, and it is inconvenient to ask. I just told him where I could find this elixir.

"The pill used to protect the pulse is not particularly precious, basically there are pharmacists in every big family who can refine this type of pill, but after all, the raw materials are more expensive and difficult to find, like in the Apocalypse City, it is most convenient to find it in the auction venue, if you are lucky, you can also find it in the medical hall or the pill shop. ”

Mo Yuhan said goodbye to Zhou Neng with a bit of a headache, and reluctantly returned to Apocalypse City alone.

I don't know if his luck is too bad, he found many pharmacies and medical halls, and even stall vendors, but he didn't find the elixir he wanted to protect his pulse. Mo Yuhan couldn't help muttering in his heart: "In such a large city, it is so difficult to find a medium-grade elixir, and the human race is really quite flashy." ”

Muttering like this, Mo Yuhan still had to step towards the core of Apocalypse City, after all, the only auction house in the city was located here. He looked up at the towering building, the milky white walls were as smooth as mutton fat, and a faint magical aura flowed from it, and the vermilion gate was adorned with tassels, and there were dragons and phoenixes carved on it.

Mo Yuhan looked at the building carefully with appreciation, and said in his heart: "What I said is not as luxurious as the most luxurious auction hall in the Demon Capital, but this can also be called luxurious, it seems that the grade of this auction hall is not low, but the aesthetics of the human race are quite different from those of the demon race." "Among the demons, they like dark colors, and the main color of the most luxurious auction house is also dark purple, while the Terrans prefer light colors.

Mo Yuhan retracted his admiring gaze, stepped forward and asked the receptionists standing on both sides of the Zhu Gate, "May I ask, can there be a relatively large auction in this auction hall in the past two days?"

When the waiter saw Mo Yuhan, a little big child, stepped forward to ask, he was stunned at first, but out of professionalism, he replied gently: "There is a fairly large auction today, and it will start in two hours, but you are still too young, little brother, it is better to come with Ling Zun." ”

Mo Yuhan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head and smiled at the waiter: "What's the matter, this sister, is it possible that there is a rule in this auction hall that children cannot participate in the auction?"

Mo Yuhan was already extremely handsome, and when he smiled again, the waiter suddenly felt his heart beat faster, and he felt very cute, so he squatted down and said softly: "It's not that rule, I'm just afraid that some bear children from rich and noble families will come out to sell their own treasures, and when the time comes, the family will find it, and it will be difficult to be good." ”

Mo Yuhan grinned at the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart: "Could it be that I am like a bear child?" thought in his heart, and said it on his lips: "Is it possible that my sister thinks I am like a bear child?"

The waiter was just about to answer, but was interrupted by a dry cough, and quickly stood up, bowed, and said, "Uncle Lin." ”

Mo Yuhan was stunned for a moment, and at this time, a slightly magnetic middle-aged male voice swept into Mo Yuhan's ears: "Our auction house is just doing our own thing, if you have any questions, you can also show your identity, so that we can also give your convenience to you." ”

Mo Yuhan rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "Why is it so troublesome to enter an auction house." He pouted and handed out his Camp Captain's token.

Uncle Lin recognized the token at a glance, raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "How can such a child be recruited in this Apocalypse Army, strange." However, what he thought in his heart was not expressed on his face, and after bowing slightly to return the token to Mo Yuhan, he said: "Your identity has been verified, and you only need to prove that you have enough financial resources, whether it is money or goods." ”

Mo Yuhan flipped through the space ring when he heard this, but he was embarrassed to find that there were only pills and martial arts and a very small number of gems in the ring, and the gold coins were nowhere to be found. ”

Uncle Lin put his hands behind his back and said, "Five thousand gold coins are enough." ”

Mo Yuhan smiled and asked, "Then this martial art may cost five thousand gold coins?" said as he handed over the martial art in his hand.