One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths.

After a silent four breaths, after Ma Sijiu deliberately waited for a little longer, the sound of waking wood sounded again.

"Bang ......"

There was no table, but Ma Sijiu slapped it in the air, but it still made a deafening sound!

After hearing this, the black-robed male cultivator who claimed to be from the Wu family couldn't help but exhale a long breath. Ben's still some uneasy emotions finally dissipated.

"Xuanlong Essence Blood" is very important to the Wu family, but it is also a valuable thing. Every drop of "Xuanlong Essence Blood" handed over to the family by the cultivator of the Wu family, he would receive two billion top-grade spirit stones and some rewards within the family.

Therefore, using two hundred and one million high-grade spirit stones to auction the "Xuanlong Essence Blood" is still a good thing for this cultivator surnamed Wu! But if Yan Yu continues to increase the price, he will have to choose carefully......

Ma Sijiu's body didn't move, but with a wave of his hand, the blue jade box in front of him floated towards the black-robed male cultivator who was sitting cross-legged and empty.

And this black-robed male cultivator also touched the storage ring, shrunk two hundred and one billion high-grade spirit stones with spiritual power, and handed them to Ma Sijiu.

It all went so smoothly that everyone began to forget about the people inside the forbidden light curtain.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Sijiu took out a red jade box without any nonsense, and said quickly, "Come, I won't say much about the "Tianfeng Essence Blood", the true spirit power and supernatural powers contained in it must be better known than me, okay! The low price is 100 million spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 10 million spirit stones......

"The Heavenly Phoenix Essence Blood refining magic weapon is very useful, and the deity bids three billion spirit stones!" A female cultivator who covered her face with a black long hat bid as soon as Ma Sijiu's words fell.

"Huh...... This Dao is willing to take out 3.2 billion spirit stones......" or the cultivation of the "Danwang Sect" that had previously bid for the "Xuanlong Essence Blood", and gave the price of 3.2 billion high-grade spirit stones.

......

The sound of bidding for "Tianfeng Essence Blood" quickly made people forget about the previous bidding for "Xuanlong Essence Blood".

But in the forbidden light curtain, Yan Yu was holding the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and in the palm of his left hand, there was a bright dark red light that was intensifying.

Her eyes were already clear, and the "Forbidden Eye" had already been opened.

The dark red light in her palm could not be seen by ordinary people, but the monk with the "Forbidden Eye" could see that it was composed of countless forbidden silks!

Time ended little by little, when a middle-aged monk in a brocade robe used 17 billion high-grade spirit stones to shoot the "Heavenly Phoenix Essence Blood", the dark red light in Li Yu's hand gradually disappeared under his constant control.

At the moment when the light disappeared, Yan Yu's hand arched, and in the fifty-first floor in front of him, the male cultivator who was sitting cross-legged and empty, wearing a delicate Yunxiu black robe, was hit with a forbidden art brand.

The forbidden imprint struck him, but this person didn't notice it in the slightest. Not only did he not notice it, but in the entire "Transformation Temple", it was as if no one was aware of it!

Seeing this, Yan Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but in his heart, he said to himself, "Xuanlong Jue" and "Xuanlong Essence Blood" seem to have fallen ......."

Just as Qiang Yu was planning how to kill people and how to invite you into the urn, a man's eloquent voice appeared in her ears.

"You have already violated the law once in the "Transformation Temple", and if you do it again, you will !! die."

The voice echoed in his ears for a long time, and the rain in the shock slowly lowered his head.

The forbidden light curtain she had set up by herself was so that outsiders could silently break in! The most certain forbidden imprint she had cast was discovered. For Yan Yu, who cultivated the way of forbidden arts, this was the first time she came to "Uniform Dust Star", and she was shocked!

These words were recalled in his heart for a long time, and his eyes darkened and brightened, and he raised his head and swept towards the thousands of Divine Transformation Stage monks present, but he never found a monk who surpassed him in the Forbidden Cultivation Technique, or was similar to himself.

After a palpitation, Li Yu slowly sat down.

She could understand that there was a monk in this place who cultivated the path of forbidden arts, far more than herself. This person is a male cultivator and is loyal to the "White Soul Sect"!

Cold sweat flowed down her cheeks, and Yu Yu slowly stood up, and the forbidden light curtain that protected her gradually collapsed. And she herself used the teleportation technique to rush out.

Outside the five-color light curtain, the figure of Yi Yu appeared here. She didn't look back, didn't look at the next auction, and flew away alone.

The scene of the forbidden light curtain dissipating and the rain leaving, thousands of cultivators with divine consciousness in the Transformation Stage are known to everyone.

None of them showed anything abnormal, but most of the monks seemed to understand something.

Outside the "Transformation God Temple", the six Yuan Infant disciples standing outside were there. Their minds sensed the rain coming towards them, and they didn't show any signs of anything unusual.

Before the rain approached, they all bent down and bowed.

ignored it, and Li Yu seemed to be preoccupied and walked out of the "Transformation Temple".

On the long street, she walked slowly to the end.

She didn't need to cast the "Forbidden Eye", she also knew that one more step would trigger the formation and teleport away.

As if he had been silent for a long time, Yan Yu finally glanced back, and only the six disciples wearing the clothes of the "White Soul Sect" looked at him from a distance.

"Alas......"

After a sigh, Yu Yu took that step, and as soon as the light of teleportation appeared, her figure disappeared outside the "Transformation Temple"!

Forbidden art is the root of the rain, if someone forbids the rain, then she is at a loss, she will only panic and flee.

It's a kind of timidity, and it's also a monk's instinct.

Time flies, I don't know how.

In the "Dragon Pond", outside a restaurant called "Lin Dafu Immortal Building", the figures are scattered, and the monks come and go here.

The building is three stories high, and there is a woman in red leaning on the railing, looking at the scenery silently, and her face is colorless.

The daylight does not change, the hour has passed, and people come and go, ushering in a white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man was not tall, wore a silk white shirt, and acted in a low-key manner.

When the woman in red saw the old man, she looked back and sat down, holding a jade pot, and took a sip alone.

The sound of footsteps came from the "click", and the white-haired old man walked up to the third floor.

The building is not high, but it is spacious, with six tables and twenty-four stools.

Standing on the stairs, the old man seemed to hesitate, and did not step in.

The woman in red looked at it, did not open her mouth, and drank with a pot, the wind was light.

"Fellow Daoist, I've been waiting for a long time......" The old man in white did not take a step forward.

"Did you bring the spirit stone?" After drinking the wine, she put down the pot, and the woman in red said calmly.

"Sixteen billion high-grade spirit stones, one is not less. The old man took off one of his storage bags and said.

Seeing this, the woman's red sleeves waved, and suddenly there was a piercing roar on the third floor, and I saw that the forbidden light curtain suddenly trembled and disappeared.

His eyebrows moved slightly, and the old man in white and the woman in red looked deeply at each other, and then walked in.

One table, the other sit opposite each other.

"Fellow Daoist, the spirit stone has been prepared, where is the spirit pill?" the white-haired old man asked as he looked at the woman in red.

Hearing this, the woman in red moved her jade hand, and a blue wooden box flew out of the storage ring.

There were no words on the blue wooden box, and it fell on the table.

Looking at it, the white-haired old man glanced at the woman in red, and then picked up the blue wooden box.

After a few moments of his senses, he gently opened a gap in the wooden box.

As soon as the gap came out, it was accompanied by a pure medicinal fragrance.

Seeing and smelling it, the white-haired old man smiled and handed the storage bag containing the spirit stone to the woman in red.

""Baishou Yuandan" can be given to you, but there is one thing that needs to be told. The woman in red took the storage bag, and after a look at it, she said calmly.

"Speak. Putting away the blue wooden box, the white-haired old man replied calmly.

"At the auction, did the male cultivator who won the auction of "Xuanlong Essence Blood" open his mouth to bid for anything in the end?" With a shake of his hand, the wine jug appeared in his hand, and the woman in red asked with a half-drink.

"He had bid for a magic weapon, two sets of secret powers, and a map of the secret realm......" Squinting and thinking for a while, the white-haired old man replied.

"Did he win the bid for those two sets of secret techniques?" asked the woman in red with a smile when the flask was put down.

"No!" replied the white-haired old man with a chuckle.

"What kind of secret technique?" asked the woman in red.

This time, the white-haired old man did not directly answer the question of the woman in red, but took out a pot of tea with a flick of the white shirt.

The tea was boiling with spiritual power in the hands of the old man, and the fragrance also came.

The woman in red sniffed with her nose, as if she recognized this spiritual tea, and nodded.

The woman in red was drinking wine, the white-haired old man was sipping tea, and there was a sudden silence on the third floor.

After the tea was finished, the white-haired old man finally opened his mouth, "A few years ago, the Wu family sealed a sea area, just to capture a red-clothed cultivator, I don't know if you know?"

"Well, the three characters of the Wu family wanted to take me, but they couldn't! Could it be that the Taoist friend wanted to work for the third son of the Wu family and arrest me?" After the wine was consumed, the woman in red said this, but she was slightly stunned, and looked at the white-haired old man without knowing whether she could do it.

At the same time, the forbidden light curtain that had already dissipated also appeared on the third floor again, wrapping up all the space.

"Don't dare! The two sets of secret techniques that the wizard's cultivator wants to bid on are the "White Cup Soul Cup" and the "Strong God Secret Technique". Standing up, the white-haired old man suddenly bowed and said.

"Well, thank you Daoyou, I look forward to the day when we will never see you again. Nodding, the woman in red turned her head to look out of the building, without a trace of expression on her face.

With a slight sigh, the white-haired old man didn't dare to look at the woman in red again, so he hurriedly retreated until he retreated to the third floor.

Outside the "Lin Dafu Immortal Building", the white-haired old man hurriedly walked away and drowned in the sea of people.

Half a day later, the white-haired old man, who had changed his appearance several times, had already turned into a young male cultivator.

He was now standing on top of a large teleportation formation, silent.

There were also several monks around him, all of whom were realm cultivators in the Transformation Stage.

In the silence, a white-robed man standing outside the large teleportation formation slowly opened his mouth, "I hope that all fellow Daoists will have a fruitful harvest on this trip, and the next time you will be in our "Longtan" ......"

With the voice of the white-robed man, the light of teleportation on the large teleportation formation was revealed, and finally all the monks in the formation were teleported away.