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In the treasure hunting area of Wanhua City, there is a towering tower-shaped building, this tower pavilion is majestic, and it is the most eye-catching building in the city.

There are nine layers in the body of the tower, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, into a pyramid shape, there is an entrance and exit on each layer, corresponding to the monk's cultivation level, and it is shrouded by a layer of formation prohibition, exuding a faint milky white light.

At this time, Hu Zhibin and the others were in the fifth floor of this tower, and they could have entered the sixth floor with their cultivation, but in order not to miss the opportunity, several people decided to enter from the fifth floor.

When they first entered the tower, several people were really shocked by the ancient atmosphere in it, but this shock did not come from the tower itself, but from the items sold in it, all of which were from antiquity or the Middle Ages.

A few people inquired a little and found out that this tower is called the ancient pagoda, which was built by the master of Wanhuamen tens of thousands of years ago.

It is said that this man loved to collect ancient treasures, so he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build this building, and leased it to monks from all over the world, the purpose of which was to collect ancient treasures for his own use, and all the items consigned here must be ancient curiosities, otherwise they can only be sold elsewhere.

After tens of thousands of years of development, the ancient strange things experienced in this building do not know how many are numerous, but gradually form a desolate atmosphere in the tower, constantly hovering in the tower, which makes people shocked, but also seems to be in the real ancient period, with feelings.

Hu Zhibin couldn't help but sigh at the whimsy of this person, and he was full of expectations for this tower.

A few people walked and stopped, all kinds of fragments of rotten roots have seen a lot, but maybe it is a long time ago, although there is a trace of the breath of time, but there is no aura at all, a circle, Hu Zhibin did not find a useful thing, can not help but be disappointed.

"Don't look at it, it's all garbage and waste, but the desolate atmosphere in this building is quite weird!"

"Ahh

"I'm not sure yet, there is a formation covering upstairs, and the level is not low, you need to go up to see it. “

When Hu Zhibin heard this, he didn't delay here, and led everyone directly out of the fifth floor and flew to the sixth floor.

A layer of prohibition shrouded Hu Zhibin's body, brushing his body like ripples, Hu Zhibin's mana was shocked, and the prohibition retreated in an instant, revealing an entrance, and everyone rushed in.

Among the six layers, the aura of the desolate ancient was a little stronger than that of the fifth layer, but Ling'er still couldn't find out the reason, and Hu Zhibin was not in a hurry, so he led the women to go shopping.

Those who can enter the sixth floor are all distracted monks, and it coincides with the time of a large-scale auction, so there are quite a few distracted monks in the tower, and there are as many as 200.

The entry of Hu Zhibin and others naturally attracted a lot of attention, but the object of everyone's attention was the beautiful and amazing female cultivator beside him, as for Hu Zhibin, he was not among them.

Hu Zhibin didn't care, and took the women to appear on a stall, and after a closer look, he found that the items sold on the sixth floor were much better than those on the fifth floor, both in terms of quality and appearance.

The stall owner in front of him saw the gathering of beautiful women, and suddenly flashed a trace of amazement, but he quickly settled down and enthusiastically recommended it to Mei Wu and others.

"I've met fellow Daoists, you have come to the right place, although the ancient treasure I have here is from the Middle Ages, but the spirit is not ......!"

The stall owner kept introducing and recommending his items to Mei Wu and others, especially a Lan Ling Feng hairpin, which was unique in the world, which made several women tempted.

Hu Zhibin's divine sense swept over, and there was indeed a faint fluctuation of water spiritual power on the phoenix hairpin, and its refining technique was also unique, so he immediately took it from the stall owner and looked at it carefully.

Feng Hai is finely crafted and meticulously carved, especially the formation setting above, which can not only trigger three different protective prohibitions at the same time, but also increase it in a superimposed way, making the defense virtually increase by several levels.

This kind of refining method is not something that ordinary refiners can do, and after such a long time, the shield caused by the phoenix hairpin can still block the full force of the distraction top cultivator, which shows that its original level must not be low.

With a wave of his hand, he handed Feng Hai to his sister beside her, asking her to see who liked it, and she glanced at the stall again.

Pick up a fist-sized stone from the stall, this stone is dark and dull, heavy to start, according to the stall owner, this is the black stone, is the material for refining magic weapons.

But Hu Zhibin didn't feel right, the Black You Stone was also in his storage space, and it was bigger than that, but the weight was not as big as this fist-sized piece, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

His divine consciousness continued to glance at the Black You Stone, and slowly seeped inside, but only in an instant, Hu Zhibin stopped, and his face showed even more horror.

The divine consciousness was devoured by a trace!

How is this possible, although it is only a trace, but it also makes Hu Zhibin unbelievable, looking at the Heiyou Stone in his hand and couldn't help but be stunned.

Sensing Hu Zhibin's abnormality, the stall owner hurriedly asked, "Is Daoyou's consciousness devoured?"

"What's going on, why does the Black Grace Stone devour the Divine Sense?"

The stall owner's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and he explained with a dry cough: "Ahem! No wonder Daoist friends were surprised, even when I got this Black Blessing Stone, I was also taken aback!"

Through the stall owner's narration, Hu Zhibin learned that this black stone was accidentally discovered by the stall owner in the starry sky, and he originally thought that he had picked up a treasure, but the result made him very disappointed.

The appearance seems to be the same as the Black You Stone, but the fire cannot be refined, the sword is difficult to hurt, and what is even more terrifying is that it can still devour the divine sense.

Such a strange stone made the stall owner also unbelievable, so he asked the master everywhere, but in the end he found nothing.

In this way, hundreds of years later, the stone is still a stone, and there is no change, and in desperation, the stall owner took it out and sold it in exchange for some spirit stones.

The cultivation realm is really full of wonders, Hu Zhibin sighed and asked casually, "How can this stone be sold?"

The boss glanced at Hu Zhibin and hesitated, but still said, "One million spirit stones!"

Hu Zhibin frowned, if it was really Heiyou Stone, this price would not be expensive, but now I don't know what the thing in my hand is, one million is a bit much.

"Daoyou, although I don't know what this stone is, but just because it can devour the divine sense, it is not a mortal thing, maybe this thing has a fate with Daoyou, in case it is a great treasure, Daoyou will pick up a big bargain!"

The stall owner said in a hurry, this thing is like a chicken rib in his hand, it is a pity to make it useless and abandoned, as if it has become a magic barrier, so he always thinks about it, it is better to sell it quickly in exchange for some spirit stones to be practical.

As if to see through the stall owner's intentions, although Hu Zhibin didn't care about the number of spirit stones, he didn't want to be the big one, so he said: "One million and that phoenix hairpin, I will ask for it." ”

"Ah, this ......!"

The stall owner raised a little, but still agreed to Hu Zhibin's request, and speaking of which, he still made money.

Although the phoenix hairpin looks good, it can only be used once, and then it will be scrapped, which is worth 200,000 yuan, not to mention the stone, which was picked up by himself, no matter how he calculated, he took advantage of it, so he agreed.

Immediately, Hu Zhibin handed over the spirit stone and led everyone to other stalls, and after several women discussed, Feng Hai was pinned to her sister's head, making her look more bright and moving.