Wu Shentian, the big fool who opened his eyes and said nonsense, took everyone's expressions into his eyes without a trace, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Turning his face was faster than turning a book, and the disdain on his face instantly turned into a pleasant face, and he smiled at everyone: "Everyone, how can Wu talk nonsense?"

The Blood Pill is a good thing, and it is the most suitable for you. When cultivating, with the help of this substance, it won't take long to eliminate one's own defects. And it's not Wu Mou's boasting, even if you don't cultivate, if you eat the blood pill for hundreds of years, you will naturally be able to step into the Yun Dan realm. ”

"Amitabha, boss, the old man knows, that's why you said that there were no ordinary people in ancient times. Monk Lichen folded his hands, his face was full of relief, and he looked stupid. No one is a fool, and I can't see that this guy is pretending.

Martial God Tian knew it, but when he looked at Monk Chen, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he said with a smile: "Hehe, the master is right, that's the reason." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Martial Offerings, Medium-grade, and High-grade Blood Pills are all available, why don't you have the best ones?" Yun Zhendao shook off the dust, and he was not to be left behind. This question can be regarded as asking the voice of the family's sect.

"Martial seniors, regardless of the top-grade blood pill first, the middle-grade is available, why is there no lower-grade blood pill?" Huang Mao is not far behind, this guy is really not a general, he is in front of the old man, but his strength is not good, so he has to shout at the martial boss.

It can be said that it has asked the hearts of many casual cultivators, just because it is cheaper. But it was for the old man to see that his eyes were not good, and he scolded and scolded him in his heart.

Wu Shentian gave Lao Dao a squint, but gave Huang Mao a smile. Shaking his hands forward, he answered the questions of the two: "Everyone, the best blood pill is rare, please understand." Even if it appears slightly, it will appear at the auction in the future. The best blood pill is powerful, and please cheer you on. ”

"Amitabha, rest assured, boss. This kind of good thing, the old man will not miss it. Monk Lichen folded his hands, his face was full of what it should be, and he spoke openly.

made everyone can't help but look sideways, and their eyes are full of contempt when they look at him. It's no wonder that the bald donkey is already an insider of the auction house. I was suspected of doing it before, and I can't join in the fun in the future.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Wu worship, this is natural, the best blood pill medicinal effect poor Dao wants to know a thing or two. "Yun Zhendao shook the dust for a long time, no slower than the monk, and he expressed his intentions.

"Senior Martial Arts, since the Martial God Sect wants to take out so many blood pills, anyone can buy them, why did they auction twenty sets before? Are you ......" The old man was not much slower than the two, but he asked what he thought in his heart, and the final question was self-evident.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Boss Wu squinted and said very unpleasantly: "Young man, you are a little stupid to ask. The previous twenty groups belonged to Wu's family, and more elixirs were obtained from auctions. And it's all private gains, and they have nothing to do with the sect. I'm not a fool here, how can I not have an elixir?

As for what was said at this time, it was all owned by the sect, and the elixir that could be sold, Wu could only sigh, he couldn't get a fart, and he had to hand it over. Are you satisfied with this answer, young man?"

"Uh-huh, senior Wu, got it. The old man immediately nodded like pounding garlic. Huang Mao squinted at him, and the smile on his face was extremely obscene.

"Wu Xianfeng, when can I buy the Blood Pill? Don't you have to wait for the auction house to choose a good place?" Zheng Yi Chen Xianfeng's eyes were hot, and he asked loudly, and the dust whisk handle in his hand flicked.

The appearance makes people laugh, but Wu Shentian is unaware of this. Nodding at him and smiling, "Well, Chen Xianfeng is right. Mobilizing millions of blood pills is not a trivial matter, and it will take some time. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Everyone, the alchemist of the Martial God Sect can not only refine the blood pill. Just like Hui Yuan Dan, there are also pills such as Yunshen Pill, and you can buy them yourself when the time comes. ”

Seeing that everyone was about to shout again, Boss Wu immediately waved his hand to stop it. Zhengse said: "Whether it's cultivating the exercises, or a million blood pills, no matter how wild Wu says, it's still that sentence, it's better to experience it yourself." At that time, the auction house will choose the site, the blood pill will be in place, and Wu will notify everyone present. ”

When he said this, Boss Wu's face was full of seriousness, and his words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and he didn't look like he was fake. Suddenly, everyone in the hall echoed.

Seeing this, Martial God Tian was proud, and he fooled many people. No, it should be advertised, and in the end you and I will.

I thought about it in my heart, but my movements didn't stop, I pressed my hand forward, and continued: "Everyone, the pill is just one of the main businesses of the auction house in the future. There are other items for you to choose from. ”

Speaking of this, he pointed to the big backpack at the feet of a martial artist in the innate martial artist area, glanced at the backpack at the feet of the martial artist in the hall, and said with a sigh on his face: "You are walking in the rivers and lakes, and you are still carrying such a big bag and a small bag, carrying it on your shoulder, which really makes Wu feel tired and panicked." ”

Monk Lichen and Yun Zhen Dao didn't speak, but the old man actually won the top spot, and shouted at the martial boss: "Senior Wu, no one wants to run around with such a burden, you can't pack many things, and it's very inconvenient, just like a tour, it's very stupid." When Senior Wu said this, he must be able to get a large number of storage bags?"

Huang Mao is also not far behind, tied for first place with the old man, and also roared: "Senior Wu, I have heard that there is no longer a need for a big backpack if there is a storage bag, isn't it that the auction house has a storage bag for sale?"

The two of them smiled at the Martial God Heavenly Dynasty: "Hehe, yes, that's what Wu wants to say, the Martial God Gate is not only an alchemist, but also a refiner, like a storage bag, a space ring, and a Sumeru ring." These can be refined in large quantities for everyone's convenience. ”

"Oh, refining in large quantities, it's like this?"

"Okay, Senior Wu, what is the price?"

"Senior Wu, this is a great thing. ”

......

Hearing this, whether it was a loose cultivator or a family sect, the eyes of all the martial artists were hot, and they couldn't help but ask, and they were noisy. After all, storage bags are very rare, and few people can have them.

Hearing everyone's shouts, the dust monk is a master, and he knows that his boss doesn't know about the market of storage bags. As the security captain of the auction house, he has to solve problems for the boss.

As soon as he thought of it, Monk Lichen immediately folded his hands, looked at his boss, and said with a compassionate smile: "Boss, the storage bag on our body was obtained from the ghost market. There are refined ones in the ghost market, and one bag can be sold for five thousand-year-old medicines.

If you make your own special raw materials, make a bag to engrave the space formation. Each bag will be charged a handling fee of two old medicines. As for storage rings and the like, they're more expensive. ”

"Oh, I see. Hearing this, Martial God Tian's face was relieved. I was even more emotional, there are not too many such subordinates.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Martial God Tian looked at everyone, and his voice resounded through the hall: "Wu doesn't bother to speak, the storage bags refined by the Martial God Gate refiners are generally in a space of about five square meters, which is more than enough for martial artists." One only needs two millennium old medicines.

As for the half-finished inscription formation, it is basically dozens of Jiazi elixirs. As for rings and the like, it depends on the size of the storage space to quantify, after all, the larger the space, the more materials are consumed. Wu Mou dared to pat his chest and guarantee that ^_^ the Martial God Gate would not pit you with an elixir. ”

In the last sentence, someone said it righteously and awe-inspiringly, with a sincere face, and it didn't look like a fake, but in his heart he shouted that he would pit you.

Looking at the excitement on everyone's faces, Wu Shentian felt quite satisfied, the storage bag was what everyone wanted, and he just wanted to speak. But there was a familiar voice coming, and it was very flattering.

"Martial Offerings, can you ask one thing, does the refiner of your sect engrave the space formation for others? ”

The voice was so familiar that you didn't have to guess who it was. Boss Wu squinted and saw that the smile on Daoist Yunzhen's face was very flattering. Everyone looked at Yun Zhen Lao Dao, their eyes full of disdain.

"What's the matter, do you have something?" Boss Wu rolled his eyes, and his tone was very casual. He is very unhappy and old-fashioned, and he has no good face.

"Martial Offerings, since your refiner can engrave the space formation. I wonder if you're interested in talking about cooperation?" Yun Zhendao shook off the dust and smiled extraordinarily fakely.

"Do you have a fart to let go, grind and chirp, and don't look at any occasion?"

Everyone present also looked at Yun Zhen Dao Chang, no one is a fool, Lao Dao is about to jump out at this time, and this appearance of flattering and begging people to do things, they know that this guy must have other plans.

Boss Wu's words were not polite, and the old man didn't mind, and shook the dust: "Wu is enshrined, I don't know if I can help introduce one or two." ”

Martial God Tian immediately waved his hand and refused: "The Martial God Sect is a hidden sect, and it is not yet the time to be born at this time, so I will not see people from the outside world, Wu is a special family, and the sect has handed over all the affairs of the outside world to Wu Mou." If you have something, come to me. ”

Looking at Daoist Yun Zhen, Boss Wu couldn't see anything on his face, but he was smiling in his heart, yes, bullish coaxing, right?

"......Forehead" Yun Zhendao was stunned for a moment, reacted, shook off the dust, looked at Boss Wu, and the flattery on his face did not decrease: "Wu worship, even if the Longyun Sect where the poor Dao is located is not a hidden sect, it is not a small sect, and there are still some good things."

It is also a kind of alien beast of the cloud-swallowing beast, not to mention the delicious flesh of this alien beast, and the animal skin is also the most suitable for refining storage bags. The refined storage bag has more space and is stronger, which is a rare raw material, and the ghost market is very fond of this kind of animal skin. ”

Lao Dao shook off the dust, twisted three strands of long hair in his hand, and kept talking: "Wu worship, Longyunmen out of the animal skin made into semi-finished products, your sect refiner is responsible for inscribed formations, and then sell them to Huaxia warriors, the final income is divided in half, I don't know what the martial arts offering?"

Wu Shentian looked at the salesman-like Yun Zhen Dao Chang, and sighed in his heart, this guy's mouth trembled, but he had a good calculation, and he dared to fool the master, it was really blind, the master was the ancestor of the fool. Jumping out with a roar, offering nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.