360 Poverty Limits Her Imagination!

Many people are puzzled.

The old man called the man to his side, and then said to everyone, "I think everyone can also see that this person's spiritual power is exhausted, and he can't recover without a few hours." However, this elixir can allow him to recover one hundred and seventy percent of his spiritual power between three breaths!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Impossible! The top-grade potion I know of also takes half an hour to recover fifty percent of spiritual power!"

"You have to brag to a degree, right?"

......

Even if there is a human testimony that he has witnessed it in the underground Colosseum of the black market, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to recover seventy percent of his spiritual power in three breaths.

Listening to the large number of doubts below, the old man smiled silently. After a while, he said quietly, "If you don't believe me, we'll see." ”

"Sister, is what he said true?"

Du Zijiao glanced at Du Ziteng, frowning slightly. She didn't believe that the old man's words were true, because she had indeed never heard of any potion that could be compared to an elixir, or that could restore a cultivator's seventy percent spiritual power within three breaths. The top-grade potions they refined in Du Mansion also took at least a quarter of an hour.

The old man handed the potion to the middle-aged man who had run out of spiritual power. The middle-aged man raised his head and drank the potion, and in an instant, a light blue halo quickly enveloped him.

He shuddered, and his eyes crossed with horror. His complexion returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his entire mental outlook changed dramatically.

Everything, but in between!

What's more, what's even more shocking is that after three breaths, his state is still getting better, and his spiritual power is constantly increasing, as if there is no end!

Seeing this, many people stood up, and the expressions on their faces were no longer describable with astonishment, they were simply shocked beyond words.

"Three breaths restore seventy percent of spiritual power! Five breaths restore all spiritual power!"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Hell!"

......

In the private room on the third floor, Du Zijiao's face was a little ugly. She couldn't believe that there really was such a miraculous potion.

Seeing this, the old man crossed his eyes.

He was very satisfied with the results.

So, he struck while the iron was hot and said to the man, "Show your cultivation." ”

The person's breath sank, and the breath belonging to the three grades of the Heavenly Realm could be seen at a glance.

"Is there anyone who is of the fifth or sixth grade of the Heavenly Realm who is willing to come up and learn from him?"

As soon as the words fell, one person jumped onto the stage.

"In the Lower Heaven Realm Five Grades!I heard that you once gave Xia Bing in the Colosseum the same potion, and Xia Bing defeated the overlord sword three levels higher than him with one blow, I want to see if the potion you are talking about is really so magical. ”

"Please. The old man made a gesture of please.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and then launched an attack, and the man who took the potion cultivated to the third grade of the Heavenly Realm, if it was usual, he would be a little unconfident when he encountered the right of the fifth grade of the Heavenly Realm.

However, he doesn't think so now. He felt that his dantian was hot, his body was light, and every inch of his body's meridian muscles was full of strength!

The man who came to the stage to challenge showed strong confidence and vowed to break the lie and discover the truth!

Touch~

After a muffled sound, the two separated, and everyone's shocked faces were quickly replaced by shock.

But on the stage, the man taking the medicine was full of fighting spirit and had a heavy breath, while the challenger had a vague breath and shortness of breath, and some people could still see the red blood stains on the corners of his lips from the angle of some people!

The five products of the heavenly realm are really defeated!

In addition to being shocked, when everyone looked at the potions covered under the red silk scarves on the stand, their eyes had become extremely hot!

**

In the Du family's box, Du Yuwei smiled sarcastically, and said in a strange manner, "I said cousin, the third uncle sent you here to buy medicine, not to let you come to embarrass the Du family." It's okay to lose your own face, but you can't lose our face, don't you say?"

"Du Yuwei, shut up!" Du Ziteng shot the case, furious.

Du Yuwei disagreed, "What, am I wrong? Just now, if my cousin didn't talk much, would there be the current situation?"

"Alright, Yuwei. Du Yutang's voice is calm, giving people a very reliable feeling. Du Yuwei obediently shut up, but she thought in her heart, is it still her own brother who is reliable, Du Zijiao really thinks that he can be compared with his brother because of his good talent?

In the Du family, the most reliable of the younger generation is her brother Du Yutang, and the future head of the family will only be him!

"Cousin, Yuwei's temper is so impulsive, don't blame her. ”

"What my cousin said, I'm not ignorant of etiquette, how can I be like my cousin!"

Du Yutang's eyes flashed a dark light, smiled, and did not speak again.

**

It was also a box on the third floor, where Ziling and Qi Yunfeng sat next to a middle-aged man.

Hearing that today's auction was actually the work of the Dan Master, Ziling suppressed the excitement in her heart and said, "Dad, such a magical potion, we must auction it today!"

The man in the middle of the two, in his forties, has a Chinese face, one-word eyebrows, a pair of eyes flashing with shrewd light, medium stature, and a very deep momentum around him, which makes people dare not approach easily.

This person is the Thunder Saint, one of the five saints of the Imperial Thunder Sect.

"Hmm. The work of the Dan Master is really rare, and today we must get a few bottles of the Imperial Thunder Sect. Lei Sheng nodded, for today's potion is imperative.

After all, they represent the Imperial Thunder Sect, and he wants to see if there is anyone who is not long-sighted and dares to grab something from the Imperial Thunder Sect!

The old man took the stage again, "Since everyone has seen the effect of the potion, let's start." ”

"Ten bottles of top-grade elixir, we divided them into five groups of auctions, the first group of one bottle, the reserve price of 500,000 taels of gold. The auction starts now!"

With the old man's passionate voice, someone below soon made a bid.

"Six hundred thousand!"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

......

Most of these bidding voices came from the hall on the first floor, one after another.

In the box, Ye Qingchen was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the starting price of an ordinary bottle of potion was 500,000 taels of gold.

Sure enough, poverty limited her imagination!