There are two types of monks in the world: spiritual and physical. There is no distinction between all kinds of pills. The monks swallowed the pills to refine their medicinal power and restore their bodies.

The elixir is a good thing, after being blended and refined by various elixirs, the medicinal effect on the monk will be stronger, and the effect will be extremely fast. Just like Hui Yuan Dan, it can be a life-saving pill when you are exhausted.

Wu Yonghua and Li Xuelin naturally became more intense as they transferred to the Nine Turns Purple Gold Body, and the medicinal effect of the soaking body medicinal liquid naturally became more violent.

I will say much about the pain I have endured. Every time he cultivated, he had a top-grade Huiyuan Pill in his mouth. The body was tempered, and he couldn't bear it, so he swallowed the Hui Yuan Dan in his mouth. In the past five years, a lot of the best Huiyuan Dan has been consumed.

It is understandable that the two of them are like this, after all, their cultivation is very different from that of the martial artists in this world. As one's cultivation improves, one's body becomes stronger and more difficult to recover.

Now it is only possible to cultivate again after an interval of three days, and each cultivation requires at least twenty strains of elixir vitality essence. Think of how staggering this is to consume. If you can't only get in and out, no matter how much elixir you have, you can't withstand such consumption, and sooner or later you will have to sit and eat.

Seeing that the nine top-grade elixirs in front of him had actually shot out more than a thousand elixirs. The Hui Yuan Pill consumed in the past five years was replaced with elixir, which was enough for the three of them to cultivate for a long time. Thinking of this, both of them had some regret in their eyes.

Wu Yonghua and Li Xuelin were in pain, and a comfort came into their minds: "Hehe, mom and dad, there is no need to be like this at all." Aren't we going to open an auction house? In the future, we will come up with some excellent elixirs for auction from time to time, and the elixir will be missing?"

Auctioneer Wu Shentian had long eyes at the back of his head, and he sensed the painful expression in the eyes of the two of them, and he didn't understand why he was like this.

Sensing that the two of them nodded slightly, but the voice did not stop: "A good quality elixir can save lives, and it is a must-have for monks." There are naturally advantages and disadvantages, and taking too much pills will form erysipelas in the body. It can also make people rely on the elixir and slow down the cultivation speed of the monks.

Of course, this had little effect on the Cultivators. Even so, we should try to take as little as possible, so as not to become dependent on the pill.

Just leave a little spare, and all the rest will be auctioned off, these sects are so rich that the hundred elixirs don't even blink an eye. It is really deep, and this is the main source of the elixir. ”

Hearing this, the pain in the eyes of Wu Yonghua and Li Xuelin swept away, and there was a smile on their faces, looking at the martial artists of the sect family in the hall as if they were looking at a group of fat sheep, and they were extremely eager.

Transsion comforted the two of them, and also did not forget the duties of the auctioneer. The male waiter, Yu Linghu, walked off the stage with a smile on the tray.

Glancing back and forth at the warriors present, it is in response to the sentence 'There are hundreds of people, and there are ** shapes'! There are those who smile happily, those who show envy, those who hang their heads and are depressed, and those who have grievances on their faces...

Take in these expressions. Who is Martial God Heaven? The person who is the best at figuring out and controlling people's hearts, where does he not understand why.

Immediately, his hands shook forward a few times, and a smile appeared on his face: "Everyone, don't be discouraged if you haven't photographed the best elixir, there will still be a chance in the future." My Martial God Sect can still be refined, and when there is an elixir, I will definitely invite the heroes to gather again. ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk will wait and see. Hearing this, Monk Lichen reacted the fastest, knowing that the boss didn't like his heroism, he immediately put on a monk's robe, folded his hands, and his face was full of piety.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor road is looking forward to it. "Yun Zhendao shook the dust for a long time, and that was not much better. Speaking almost at the same time as the monk.

However, the Taoist chief was still so bohemian at this time, and he didn't look like a monk, but like a street gangster. Seeing that the Qingling Dao chief next to him had a hot face, he felt quite embarrassed.

"Hehe, the old man will often come here in the future. Shui Lingyun stroked his beard lightly, with a bright smile on his face, and his purpose was self-evident.

"Oh, that's the best, senior, don't worry, I'll be fully prepared to come in the future. Suddenly, there was a chorus in the hall. The frustration and resentment on the faces of many warriors were swept away. Looking at the innate martial artists, it has the intention of competing again in the future. ’

Hearing the words of 'seniors rest assured' from time to time, and looking at the old men, Wu Shentian couldn't cry or laugh. I don't seem to be as old as these people, so I have become a senior? I will soon be relieved, no matter how old I am, the one who has attained it comes first.

"Everyone, be quiet. Looking at the red glow that came through the gap in the curtains, Martial God Tian pressed his hands forward, and his voice rang out.

Hearing this, more than 200 warriors in the hall stopped talking. Soon, the hall could almost hear a needle dropping, and Martial God's voice continued to sound: "Everyone, before you know it, the auction has been going on for half an hour. There are still three remaining lots left in the lot. ”

Speaking of this, his eyes scanned back and forth: "These last three lots are extremely rare, except for the Congenital Barrier Breaking Pill, the other two lots are not the same." To be honest, Wu was a little reluctant.

It's just that to open an auction house, the first auction is the most important, and if you want to make a name for yourself in the cultivation world, you must have a heavy treasure to suppress the array. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of many martial artists in the hall became eager, and more than thirty innate martial artists were no exception, and even the scattered cultivators were a little excited. Even if you can't shoot it in your pocket, it's good to be able to see it with your own eyes. There is also a photograph of this, and there will be capital to brag about it in the future.

"Hehe, you must be impatient. Feeling the eagerness in the eyes of many martial artists, a smile appeared on Martial God Tian's face.

The words are non-stop: "In this case, Wu doesn't talk nonsense, and the lot will be nagged again, and now the auction will continue." ”

The last few words were very heavy, with obvious reminders. had already prepared, Ren Hongyuan immediately stepped forward with a mahogany tray.

It's just that the tray in his hand looks a little weird. Unlike the demon beast material, which is as conspicuous and clear at a glance, it is not as hidden as the elixir. The red silk covering the lot was seven or eight inches high, and it was still round, as if there was a spirit fruit under the red silk?

Many martial artists were curious, and Ren Hongyuan moved lightly, and came to the front in the blink of an eye. Daodao's curious gaze can't escape the auctioneer's eyes.

Pointing to the tray, he raised his eyes and looked at everyone: "Hehe, don't worry, the last three lots, their value can be said to be inseparable, and they can all be used as the finale." As he spoke, he reached out and lifted the red silk.

This weird-looking lot is presented in front of you, not a spirit fruit, there is a small wine jar in the tray, the mouth of the altar is not big: the bottom is concave and flat, and the altar body is round. It is seven or eight inches high and more than three inches wide.

"Amitabha, boss, how can there be a wine auction in this lot?" As soon as the wine jar appeared in front of him, the loud Buddha horn resounded in the hall. Listening to this familiar voice, who else could it be if it wasn't a dust monk?

At this time, the benevolent master stared at the small wine jar on the tray, his eyes full of longing, and his Adam's apple still wriggling.

Hearing this, Wu Shentian looked at Monk Chen, and just wanted to speak, but he was preempted, and his tone was not polite or ridiculed.

"Bald donkey, there is no mud in the wine jar, and a faint fragrance wafts out. Are you blind? And where is your nose?" At this time, Yun Zhen Dao shook the dust, and he didn't bother to announce the Tao, and squinted at Monk Chen, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Forehead ......" Master Chen's wriggling big Adam's apple immediately stopped, and he didn't pay attention to the old way, his big nose shrugged wildly, and the dream around him was like this, and he touched his bald head and showed doubts.

Seeing the three monks like this, Wu Shentian couldn't help but wave his hand at them and smiled: "Hehe, three masters, this is not wine." Far from being unfamiliar to you, this thing is unusually familiar. I am accustomed to this kind of atmosphere. What's more, this kind of fragrance is extremely light, and it is understandable that the three of them can't smell it!"

In a blink of an eye, he glanced back and forth ahead: "Ladies and gentlemen, what is in this wine jar is Buddha fat." ”

"Buddha fat?" Hearing this, the three monks stood up and looked at the wine jar on the tray, their eyes widened with disbelief. This Buddha fat is unique to Buddhism, and it is rare. Seeing them at this time, the three monks were a little surprised.

"Buddha fat?" The young warriors in the hall of the first and second mouths all murmured softly, their eyes showed doubts, obviously they didn't know about it. And the old ones look like they've heard of it but are a little uncertain.

"The three masters don't need to be surprised, sit down first. Seeing that everyone had different reactions, Martial God Tianchong smiled and waved his hand at the three monks.

looked at the martial arts in the hall again, and said with a smile: "Hehe, let me solve your doubts first." This Buddha fat is the sesame oil left by the secular people after their sincere prayers, which has been enshrined in front of the immeasurable Buddha for at least a thousand years, and the Buddha's light has shone for thousands of years, and it has also been infected by the wishes of sentient beings for thousands of years. This can be called Buddha fat, which can be described as a rare treasure. ”

Martial God Tian sighed with a sigh: "Everyone, the thousand-year-old temples in the world are just a disguise, how can there be thousands of years of offering sesame oil, either taken and eaten by monks, or mixed with incense ash and thrown away." But there is no Buddha fat left. There are very few people who know about this. Besides, the way of the world has changed, and worshippers of Buddha do not give sesame oil and give money directly. ”

"Haha. Hearing the humorous last words, the hall burst into laughter.

"Hehe, ladies and gentlemen, I'll talk about the efficacy of Buddha fat. The auctioneer's hands were pressed forward, waiting for no noise, and his voice did not stop: "This Buddha fat has been completed for thousands of years, and it can be described as a rare treasure."

The oil lamp lit with this oil is not only calming for the nerves, but also has a tonic effect on the soul. The effect is the same as that of the lot. Max..."

"Cut! It's a trash like the Raising God Pill, what a rare treasure. Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sneer. Questioning the lot, there is still a strong disdain in the tone.

The auction house looks simple, but the more than 30 lots are all good. Hundreds of warriors fought for each other, and no one obeyed anyone.

At this time, there was such a discordant question in the hall. Of course, anyone can ask, this is the right of a warrior.

It can be interrupted when the auctioneer introduces the lot, which is at best an ignorance of etiquette, and at worst it is a mess. Suddenly, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, so that many warriors couldn't help but seek prestige.