After listening to the bidding of many monks, in the Yunshui Hall, a smile mixed with arrogance and sarcasm hung on the corner of the man's mouth.

Bai Nong said: "The moon accompanies the stars, the stars are near the moon, the stars are shining, and the moon is obsessed." Young Master, this Star Moon Grass, the essence of condensing heaven and earth, is a spirit of plants and trees that transcends mortal qualities. ”

The man raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "The stars will be hidden, the moon will sink, who will compete with each other?

The black farmer was silent, unsuspicious of the man's insistence.

The world only knows that there are four major heavy buildings in the southeast, south, and northwest of the Fenglan Continent, and their headquarters are located in the Vermilion Bird City in the land of Nangong, but they don't know that these four heavy buildings actually belong to the same force - the heavy building.

And the real headquarters of Chonglou is not in Suzaku City in the land of Nangong, but in the land of Middle Earth.

The identity of the man is the young owner of Chonglou, named Chi Yu, whose father Chi Banyun has a very good personal relationship with the mythical sword god of Ximen Pavilion, and is one of the peak powerhouses in the world.

Bai Nong smiled and said nothing, thinking secretly: "Right now, the Chonglou meeting is about to be held, but the lord sent the young master at this time to let him come to participate in the auction of ten thousand gold, and his partiality is also obvious. If the young master can successfully photograph the Xingyue Grass this time, then the next leader of the heavy building?"

Thinking of this, Bai Nong has made up his mind in his heart, and he must firmly seize this opportunity, if this step is right, he and Hei Nong may be able to occupy a high position in the heavy building in the future.

Hei Nong glanced at Bai Nong, he had already seen some meaning in the latter's flickering eyes, the two of them had been in Xizhong Building all the year round, and they had been depressed.

But the fate of the two of them was completely changed because of the eleven pills, one of the eleven pills was a seven-star grade Qiankun Pill, and the remaining ten were all six-star grade Broken Baby Pills.

Every time they thought of this, the hearts of the black peasants and the white peasants would be full of gratitude, and they were grateful to the person who had refined the Qiankun Pill and the Broken Infant Pill in the Qisu Dan Society, and that person was none other than Tianyi.

At the beginning, when the Qisu Dan meeting was imminent, Shi Dabiao used the identity of the elder of the Tianyi Danta to go to Xizhonglou to obtain the medicinal materials for refining the Qiankun Pill and the Broken Infant Pill.

After Hei Nong and Bai Nong learned of the identity of the visitor, they provided a large amount of medicinal materials, and reached an agreement that only ten Broken Baby Pills and one Cheng Dan of Qiankun Dan were required as conditions for exchange afterwards.

At the Seven Residences Dan Meeting, Tianyi successfully refined the Qiankun Dan, and also attracted the Colorful Dan Tribulation.

Before Tianyi and the others left Vermilion Bird City, Shi Dabiao fulfilled the agreement with Xizhonglou and handed over the Broken Baby Pill and Qiankun Pill that Tianyi had refined before and during the Dan Meeting to Xizhonglou.

At the beginning, the black farmer and the white farmer were full of helplessness, when Tianyi was refining the pill, the two of them were also present, although there was a colorful pill tribulation, but the Qiankun Pill refined by Tianyi was extremely dark and had no Dan veins.

Although they were full of bitterness, the two of them had no choice but to accept the pills, but for the whereabouts of the Chinese medicinal materials in the library, the two of them always wanted to give a reasonable explanation to the above, so the two had to present the eleven pills to the Chonglou headquarters, and truthfully reported how Tianyi refined the Qiankun Pill.

The Xianglong Technique of Tianyi's alchemy technique and the magnificent and mighty Colorful Pill Tribulation were described in the letter axis presented by the two, which was directly immersive.

Originally, the two of them only hoped that the above would not blame them for this, which was a blessing in misfortune, but what shocked the two of them was that they were transferred out of Xizhonglou not long after.

The two of them went all the way north, entered the land of Middle-earth, and entered the headquarters of Chonglou in the true sense of the word, Jiuzhong Mountain.

On the Jiuju Mountain, the two of them saw Chi Banbu, who only asked a little about the eleven pills, and then arranged for the two of them to be under Chi Hao's men.

Chi Banbu has a total of four sons, Chi Yu is the youngest, but he is also the most optimistic one of Chi Banbu, the black farmer and the white farmer can end up on such an errand, who said that it is not the gift of Chi Banbu to the two of them?

Since then, the two have been assisting Chi Hao, and when they knew that Chi Hui was very likely to become the next person in power in Chonglou, the two were really excited for a while, and their gratitude to Tianyi spontaneously arose.

After all these years, the two of them have not learned about Tianyi, and their hearts have always been haunted by a doubt, what is so strange about the eleven dark and unmarked pills?

In the hall of reminiscence, the walls are deep and the shade is like a cover, and the ancient trees can be faintly seen making a rustling sound under the blowing of the breeze.

At this moment, an old man stood up, his eyebrows already reflected green under the greenery, and his eyes fell straight into the hall through the crystal wall in front of him.

The old man's expression was indescribably peaceful and leisurely, and he was very quiet with his hands in his hands.

Behind him, there stood a man respectfully, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a little stupid in his fierceness.

The man said, "Clan Elder, is this Xingyue Grass really that important to us?"

The old man nodded, his originally peaceful expression suddenly became solemn, and he said, "With Xingyue Grass, there is a guide, and it can guide us to find the person we are looking for." ”

The man shook his head slightly, and said inexplicably: "Clan Elder, this Star Moon Grass is really so magical, can it help us find the long-lost clansman?"

When he said this, the man's heart muttered, and what he couldn't figure out was that his clan had been looking for a clansman, a clansman who didn't know when he was lost.

In the man's memory, over the years, there have been many missing clansmen in their clan, but the high-level members of the clan are not as concerned about this as they are looking for this ethereal clansman.

The old man didn't speak, he just squinted slightly.

At this time, on the three surrounding walls, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the sound of cicadas seemed to be swaying with the breeze in the depths of the leaves, but it made the illusory realm even more silent.

The old man opened his eyes and said, "I don't know if I can get this Xingyue Grass with the strength of the whole clan?"

The man suddenly changed his face, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "That's the wealth we have accumulated little by little at the risk of our lives!"

At the same time, in a noble parlor called Flower Drunk, there is a woman standing alone, surrounded by dancing flowers.

There, the flowers are drunk with butterflies, butterflies love flowers, butterflies dance, and flowers are beautiful.

If Tianyi saw this woman, he would definitely be able to recognize her identity at a glance, isn't this person the city lord of Drifting Snow City, Poinsettia?

At this moment, she was dressed in a red robe, standing with a smile, she smiled, and the flowers around her became more enchanting with her smile.

Poinsettia said: "How can Sister Peony attach so much importance to this forgetting?

She smiled indifferently, behind the hundred flowers, there was an unknown secret, she was thinking, not forgetting that there may be some inseparable relationship with the secret of the hundred flowers.

In the drifting snow hall, Tianyi and the others waited silently, and Shi Dabiao didn't know when he had returned to the state of enjoying wine again.

He lifted the wine jar, drank and sighed: "Drunk knows that the wine is strong, and wakes up to know the empty dream!"

In this regard, Tianyi and the others have long been accustomed to it, but Narcissus glared at Shi Dabiao coldly, this Shi Dabiao, who would be full of nonsense from time to time, did not like her much.

There was no movement in the dozen or so noble living rooms, but the hall below had exploded, and the monks were fighting for each other, but there was no big fight.

"I'll give up a pseudo-artifact in exchange for this Star Moon Grass, if any of you can surpass me, then I will give up this fight. ”

The man who said this was a man, a man wearing a hat, and his hat was quite extraordinary, and he could not see the truth under the hat.

As the man spoke, the entire hall suddenly fell silent, and the three words of pseudo-artifact swept through the entire hall like a storm, and the storm came violently and silently.

On the Fenglan Continent, the grades of artifacts are divided into law, spirit, god, and immortal, among which artifacts and immortal artifacts only exist in legends, under this premise, the emergence of a pseudo-artifact can imagine how much storm it will set off.

After a long while, the silence of the hall settled completely, and one by one the monks spread their eyes to the man's body, as if they wanted to see through it with their naked eyes.

Yifeng still stood on the stage with a smile, his eyes fell straight on the man, and he didn't know what to think?

After a pause, Yifeng spoke: "Fellow cultivators, are there still people who have bid more than a pseudo-artifact?"

As he spoke, the silence was broken, and although no one of the monks opened their mouths to bid, their whispers pointed the finger at the man.

"Hmph, this person is really a big mouth, the value of Xingyue Grass should be equivalent to the value of a pseudo-artifact, and he is willing to exchange it?"

"What do you mean by sheerness? I think this person is here to stir up the situation, do you look at his down-and-out appearance, like a person with a pseudo-artifact?"

"I see, this man is a liar at all, he's making fun of our big guys?"

"Hey, aren't you going to trade your pseudo-artifact for Xingyue Grass? Take out your pseudo-artifact and we'll see it. ”

"That's right! There is no basis for our words, we all speak based on the facts. You, take out the pseudo-artifact and let us see. ”

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Feeling the opposition from the words of the monks, the man with the hat was unmoved, and he did not seem to worry at all about offending the wrath of the people.

Yifeng still smiled, he didn't say anything, but his silence didn't make a kind of acquiescence?

The man paused, then probed casually, only to hear an empty sound, and the next moment, in the man's originally empty hand, a two-zhang long pen was suddenly revealed.

The pen is arbitrary, the gesture is majestic, and a thick rhyme permeates the entire hall, which makes people tremble.

The man raised his head slightly, as his slanted hat was now flat on a horizontal line.

The next moment, the man covered his hand and threw it, and the swarthy pen suddenly flew towards the Yifeng on the stage, only to hear a piercing sound of breaking the air - "Huh!"

Yifeng's face sank, and he reached out to pick up the long pen, but the moment the pen body was in his hands, his whole person suddenly fell into fear.

Yifeng, who was originally holding Xingyue Grass in one hand, suddenly knelt down on one knee on the stage under the drag of the long pen.

Seeing this scene, there was a sudden shock in the hall, the people who could come to participate in this 10,000-gold auction were all doing well, and with their eyesight, they could naturally see that Yifeng had the strength to rob him.

Because of this, their astonishment is so endless, a monk who has been robbed of the monk, dragged by a pen stick, is not defeated by the bow of the enemy, how can this not make people shocked?

Just when many monks were stunned, the man wearing the hat spoke: "This pen name is Qianjun Pen, the rank of a pseudo-god, if you don't have the strength to refine the void, it is difficult to use the pen at will." ”

As soon as the man said this, no one in the hall dared to despise him, and most of their strength was not as good as Yifeng, let alone compared to this man.

Yifeng smiled helplessly, bowed to the man wearing the hat, and said, "Senior, the Qianjun pen is a pseudo-artifact, and I hope that the predecessor will take back this pen!"

When he said this, Yi Feng's face looked a little difficult, and his hand blessed on Qianjun's pen did not dare to move at all.

He could feel that as soon as he stopped his hand, the pen would collapse towards him.

Hearing this, the man didn't say anything, he just casually made a move in front of him, and the pestle on the table of the Qianjun pen suddenly turned like a flying rainbow and fell into his hand, and the pen disappeared after three or two hours.

At this time, with the man's strong move, the entire hall suddenly fell silent, and no one doubted the man's words at this moment.

Yi Feng slowly stood up, the bitterness in his expression disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he said in his heart: "This man's strength is extraordinary, and he is willing to exchange this pseudo-artifact for this Xingyue Grass!

Thinking of this, Yi Feng's eyes looked at the noble living rooms that were placed above the back of the hall, and he knew that the reason why there was no response from them was because the people in the noble living room had not yet made a move.

After pondering for a moment, Yifeng's face regained a smile and said, "Someone has bid for a pseudo-artifact in exchange for this Star Moon Grass, but there are still people who want to increase the price?"

As he said this, Yifeng's gaze only lingered in the hall for a moment, and then his gaze extended directly between the noble living rooms.

Looking at it, there was a burst of bright light in a noble living room, Yi Feng felt it slightly, his face was different, and he said excitedly: "Guests in the Memory Hall, bid for two pseudo-artifacts!"

Hearing this, the man wearing the hat was slightly stunned, but it was only for a moment, and his surprise returned to calm.

He had said that he had only produced a false artifact, and if anyone could surpass him, he would give up this fight.

As soon as Yi Feng's words landed, a dazzling light flashed in another noble living room, and Yi Feng said: "The guests of the Wind and Rain Hall bid two pseudo-artifacts, plus five peak spirit treasures. ”

After that, the many monks in the hall were all dumbfounded, and they were silent, their faces full of disbelief.

One Star Moon Grass could be exchanged for two pseudo-artifacts plus five peak spirit treasures, which was already a bit beyond their imagination.

In the Yunshui Hall, Chi Yu's face sank, and with a wave of his hand, a touch of light suddenly appeared in the storage bag in the jade plate.

At the same time, Yi Feng spoke again: "The guests of Yunshui Pavilion bid two pseudo-artifacts, plus ten peak spirit treasures!"

At this time, the monks in the hall were already completely shocked, and their eyes involuntarily looked towards the Xingyue Grass in Yifeng's hand, they were thinking, what was so strange about this Xingyue Grass that it had provoked such a competition between all parties?

Just when everyone was shocked, another piece of noble living room shone with a dazzling light.

Yifeng said: "The guests of the Thundering Hall"

He paused slightly, and after calming down for a moment, he continued: "Guests of the Thundering Hall, bid for three pseudo-artifacts!"

As soon as the words came out, the astonishment was like a tide, and it swept the entire auction hall in an instant, and the shock on everyone's faces had become wooden.

Next, the people in your living room made a move, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen bids, and the exchange price of Xingyue Grass had reached four pseudo-artifacts.

During this period, there were only two noble living rooms where there was no movement, one was called the Snow Hall and the other was the Flower Drunken Hall.

The person who bid for the four pseudo-artifacts was the old man in the Hall of Remembrance, and he was still standing with his hands in his hands, but the serenity and leisure on his face had been covered with solemnity at some point.

The man standing behind the old man, his expression was already gloomy like water, and he knew very well that the four pseudo-artifacts were already their limit.

Fortunately, with the old man's bidding, the entire auction fell into silence, which was all-round, and even the living room with more than a dozen expensive pieces also fell silent.

Yi Feng held back his excitement and said, "The guests in the Hall of Memories bid for four pseudo-artifacts, but there are still people who want to increase the price?"

In the Yunshui Hall, after hearing Yifeng's words, Chi Yu suddenly slapped the case and said angrily: "Bastard! The four pseudo-artifacts can be handled, isn't this person crazy?"

He calmed down for a moment, a flash of determination in his eyes, and then he slowly sat down, reaching out to collect the storage bag in the jade plate.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the black farmer and the white farmer suddenly swelled with different colors, but before the expressions of the two settled, Chi Yu had already waved his hand.

The next moment, a streamer flew out of Chi Yu's hand, and the brilliance fell straight into the jade plate, revealing a delicate storage bag.

At the same time, Yi Feng, who was secretly expecting it, suddenly changed his face, his breathing became short, and he said tremblingly: "The guests of the Yunyun Water Hall bid for an artifact!"

As soon as these words came out, the quiet hall of this work suddenly set off a stormy wave, and many monks even stood up in shock.

"Oh my God!

"Artifact! Someone actually bid for an artifact in exchange for Xingyue Grass!"

"What kind of identity do the people of Yunshui Hall do, and they are willing to exchange the artifact for the Star Moon Grass?"

"It turns out that there really is an artifact on the Fenglan Continent?"

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