The gray-robed man smiled and said, "Little brother, I think you're just a beginner." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info also know about the spirit seed of sacrifice?"

Wuchen's face turned red and said: "Brother Huidao, I, I actually don't understand." I just heard my family mention that the spirit seed is useful, so I want to try my luck. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow-robed man next to the gray robe also laughed and said, "Little brother, you are really talented. Saying that, he sighed and said, "But who made us loose cultivators?" There is no teacher, and there is no Taoism, so you can only rely on your own exploration. Little brother, let me tell you, that spirit seed can only be planted in the spirit field sacrifice if it reaches above Turin. And if you want to sacrifice the spirit seed, the spirit stones spent are difficult for ordinary people to bear.

As for the spirit seed, if it really wants to exert its effect, I am afraid that it will have to be above the mad spirit. I also wanted to buy a spirit seed this time, but I didn't dare to plant it easily. ”

"Little brother, we are also going to the auction, if you don't dislike it, come with us. Everyone is a casual cultivator, and they also take care of each other. "The gray robe, the man.

Wuchen looked happy, bowed and said, "That's really good, thank you for the two big brothers for leading the way." ”

The yellow-robed man waved his hand and said, "That's it, all brothers in the four seas, no need to be polite." ”

As he spoke, Wuchen followed the gray and yellow people down the street.

The three of them exchanged names, Wuchen still used Chen Wu's pseudonym, the yellow-clothed one's name was Zhang Danfeng twenty years old, Turin's eight-fold cultivation, the gray-clothed one's name was Lu Yuan's twenty-one years old, and Turin's seven-fold cultivation. Coincidentally, these two people turned out to be from Zhuozhou like Wuchen. Wuchen could feel the spiritual aura on the two of them that was far stronger than his own.

The spirituality of the Turin realm can be said to have begun to break away from the realm of low spirits, and the power of spirituality has been initially revealed. This difference will be even more pronounced in the Wild Spirit Realm.

In the auction hall of Shouyang City, the viewing platform is divided into two floors, and low-level spiritual cultivators or martial artists like Wuchen are generally on the first floor, and this floor is an incomparably wide venue to put it bluntly, and there are no seats.

If you want to participate in the auction, hold up the auction card in your hand.

The second layer of the viewing platform, according to the strength of the degree of honor, is divided into Tianjia area, earth B area, Xuanbing area, Huangding area.

These four areas are beautifully arranged with seats, seats, and a variety of delicacies for bidders to enjoy, so it can be said that as long as you sit on the second floor, even if you don't shoot anything, it is a status symbol.

Of course, regardless of whether the bidder is sitting on the second observation deck or on the first floor below, all they see is the lot on the stand in front of them.

It's just that the bidders on the first floor, because the venue is flat, the distance may cause the bidders to not be able to see the situation on the booth very clearly.

The second floor of the viewing platform is different, no matter which they sit on, they are condescending to the lot on the booth, and the view is unobstructed, which is also a reflection of dignity.

When the time comes, the auction begins.

The person presiding over the auction is a woman in her twenties, with a slender figure, a beautiful appearance, and a mouth like a yellow bird, which makes people feel quite pleasant to the ear.

"Hello everyone, I'm the auctioneer who is hosting this auction... Today's first lot is Bao Pu Zhong!"

The voice landed, and Aizen opened a yellow wooden box.

In the blink of an eye, a small brown clock with a height of a few feet appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The surface of the small bell is full of potholes, and there are some unfinished dirt, but it is not filthy, giving people a feeling that there is no natural avenue.

"Legend holds the Pu bell is the ancient spirit of the immortal master Ge Zu's divine object, after Ge Zu ascended to the immortal, this bell has experienced 10,000 years of decay, and suddenly one day broke through the sky and flew away. Although the bell you see is only an imitation, it is at least 2,000 years old.

If you want to say how strange this clock is, you might as well listen to it. As he spoke, Aizen took out a small hammer and gently tapped the hug bell.

Dang!, Qingyue's voice spread like spring water and broken jade.

In the entire auction hall, there were nearly 10,000 people on the upper and lower floors, and no one could hear clearly.

What's even more exaggerated is that when the blue dye struck, the bell reverberated back and forth, although the sound was not loud, it lasted for dozens of breaths before stopping.

After hearing this, Wuchen was even more inexplicably calm, but the spiritual aura in his body became a little active.

"I'm sure everyone has already experienced its subtlety. The sound of this bell can calm the mind and concentrate the mind, and the spiritual disciples can listen to it with their admiration, assist the spiritual path practice, and have the effect of doing twice the result with half the effort. ”

"Of course, if there is a Dao brother who cultivates martial arts, it is the best choice to buy it and give it to your favorite Lingdao woman. I believe that the affection between the two will be as endless as the bell of this bell. ”

Under the infectious introduction of Aizen, many people's eyes lit up.

Especially the many spiritual Dao disciples standing on the first floor were also a little moved.

Zhang Danfeng saw this and said in a low voice: "This clock looks strange, but it's just a fake, it's okay to buy and play." If you really use it to assist in cultivation, I'm afraid it's not enough, and if you really hold Pu Zhong, then it's another matter. ”

Lu Yuan smiled when he heard this: "Brother Zhang, you are making trouble." If he really held Park Bell, would he still use it for auction? ”

Wuchen thought that this thing was not bad, but he didn't want to sell it.

At this moment, Aizen quoted the price of the Baopu Bell, 1,500 yuan stone.

After several rounds of bidding, it was obtained by a spiritual disciple for 2,000 yuan stones.

The next lot, after taking it out, turned out to be a thick ancient book, with four ancient characters written on it, "Yuan Huang Tongluo".

The Yuan Huang Tonglu is mainly a miscellaneous book about the world of the Yuan Wilderness, which records the strange mountains and rivers of the Yuan Wilderness, strange species, all kinds of things, all kinds of things, many of which are hearsay, except for its ancient years, it seems to be useless.

The starting price is 100 yuan stone.

The world of Yuan Wilderness is innumerable, bizarre, and there are many of them. There is no shortage of idlers, when they are playing in the mountains and rivers, they occasionally have thoughts, memorize them, and collect them into a book.

So this book is of no use to those present.

However, it is useless for others, but for Wuchen, it is just an opportunity to have a glimpse of the whole picture of the Yuan Desolate World.

In the end, Wuchen used one hundred and one yuan stones to shoot the Yuanhuang Tongluo.

When the guy in charge handed over the thick Yuan Huang Tong like a stone brick to Wu Chen, Wu Chen took it in his hand, nodded and said, "Just rush this weight, this hundred yuan stone, it's worth it." ”

Zhang Danfeng on the side said crookedly: "Brother Chen, you really have no place to spend Yuanshi, you want to listen to the stories of the strange scriptures and the absurd legends to find me." I don't want a hundred yuan stone, only fifty yuan stone, and I'll give you a month. ”