Although the message Beihe received seemed extremely urgent, he was not in a hurry, and decided to leave after attending the trade fair of the monks of the Dan period. A few days can still be afforded.

After the end of the Tianmen Meeting, the trade fair of the monks of the Yudan period was held as scheduled.

On this day, Beihe was on the second floor of the auction hall.

Thinking back to ten years ago, he was still cultivating in the early stage of the Yuan Dynasty, and it was at this auction that he auctioned off the silver spirit bamboo.

And back then, there were also Yuan Infant monks who suddenly appeared and slaughtered all sides here. Fortunately, he did not suffer anything and successfully escaped back to the sect.

This time, there were significantly more people in the auction hall on the second floor than the previous one, with more than 50 people distributed in different locations in the venue.

Half of these people were monks in the Yudan period, and half were monks in the Huayuan period. This is, of course, because the West Island Cultivation Domain is currently at war with the Longdong Cultivation Domain, and even the monks of the Yudan Period are vigorously preparing the strategic resources they need.

Bei He was dressed in a black robe, and even used an ancient martial arts mask to hide his appearance, and sat silently in a corner of the auction hall.

Interestingly, at the auction venue, he saw an acquaintance dressed in a long black dress with a half-mask on his face, revealing only a delicate cherry mouth and a white chin.

This person is none other than Zhang Jiuniang.

When this woman stepped into the palace of King Wu, she was dressed like this.

Since he found this woman, I think the other party should also find him. However, both of them tacitly understood that they had no intention of saying hello.

At this time, on the auction table, a short old woman, with a cane in one hand and a silver book in the other.

I only heard the old woman speak: "The old body has been getting this thunder whip technique for decades, but because this exercise is not the same as the attributes of the old body's spiritual root, even if it is refined, it can't be refined, so I plan to auction this thing." And the old body doesn't want anything else, as long as the evil emperor stone, the size of a human head. ”

After the words fell, the old woman's gloomy eyes scanned around the venue, as if looking for a target to see who could make a deal with her.

Beihe, who was wearing a mask on his face, was alive at this time.

Evil Emperor Stone, he has a lot of it in his hands.

And the silver book in the old woman's hand is a rare thunder attribute technique, this technique is called palm thunder. It can condense the mana in its own body into a thunder ball and burst out from the palm of your hand in an instant. If the person who performs the spell can get close to the opponent, then the power of this spell can be said to be extremely terrifying, and it can directly tear the monk's body apart.

The reason why monks are able to practice is because they have spiritual roots in their bodies. The spiritual root is divided into many different attributes.

Among them, the most common is the Five Elements Spiritual Root of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth, in addition, there are some rare special spiritual roots, such as Ice Spirit Root, Wind Spirit Root, and Thunder Spirit Root.

According to the different attributes of the spiritual roots in the monks' bodies, countless ancestral monks throughout the ages have created spells with different attributes.

For example, the most basic fireball technique, at the beginning of its creation, was suitable for the cultivation of the fire spirit root. Beihe's sword qi technique is a metallic technique.

If a monk cultivates magical powers with the same attributes as his own spiritual root, then not only will he get twice the result with half the effort when he refines it, but the power he will show after refining it will also be extremely powerful.

Of course, a monk can also cultivate a spell that is different from his own spiritual root attributes, but that would be half the effort, and the power of the spell after refining it is not ideal.

Just like a monk with a fire-attribute spiritual root and a monk with a water-attribute spiritual root, if they practice the fireball technique at the same time, not only is the progress of their cultivation worlds apart, but the power they exert after refining cannot be compared.

The reason why Beihe was able to embark on the path of cultivation was because he took a pill of Tongmai Pill back then, which opened up a meridian in his body and turned it into a spiritual root.

His spiritual root is not innate, but acquired, so his spiritual root has no attributes.

There is no attribute of the spiritual root, I'm afraid no one has heard of it.

And the spiritual root without attributes, of course, can also cultivate magic powers, and it is any attribute magic powers, but no matter which one it is, it is quite difficult for Beihe to cultivate.

From the time Beihe stepped into cultivation, strictly speaking, there were only four magical powers he had cultivated.

Qinggang Technique, Sky Technique, Fireball Technique, Sword Qi Technique.

Especially the offensive spell supernatural powers, only low-level fireball techniques and sword qi techniques. Perhaps because practice makes perfect, he has practiced these two offensive techniques hard over the years, and has cultivated these two techniques to a point where the power is difficult for ordinary people to match. Even the fireball technique in it, he can also use it for alchemy.

As his strength and cultivation improved, of course, he couldn't just cultivate these two offensive magic powers.

The thing in the hands of the old woman on the stage is a rare thunder attribute spell. If this technique falls into the hands of someone with a thunder spirit root, then the power displayed is definitely not something that ordinary people can imagine.

But for him, the spell was also very attractive. As for how far he can refine this technique in the future, it can only depend on his own creation.

"This fellow Daoist, can't this thing really be exchanged for something else?"

Just as Beihe thought so, directly in front of him, a man with a very tall but extremely thin figure asked.

The man was dressed in a silver robe, and his long hair was tied up with a hairpin.

Seeing the back of this person, the word Sichuan between the eyebrows of Beihe appeared, so he knew this person impressively.

This extremely tall man was named Fang Tiangu, and he was an elder of the Dan stage of the Ungong Mountain.

When Beihe had just stepped into the Injustice Mountain, when a new disciple was introductory, he had heard that a genius with a thunder spirit root had been assigned to the Injustice Palace.

And that genius with a thunder spirit root was Fang Tiangu in front of him.

At present, this person should only be more than a hundred years old, but he has the cultivation of the Dan period, and his talent can be said to be extremely proud.

Fang Tiangu had a rare thunder spirit root, and the thunder technique was also extremely rare, so the palm thunder in the old woman's hand had a great attraction to this person.

"There is no shortage of other things, and this time I plan to ask for an Evil Emperor Stone. But listen to the old woman on the stage.

Hearing this, Fang Tiangu, who was in the audience, frowned. But then it stretched out again, no one here should have the Evil Emperor Stone on him, and as long as the old woman on the stage can't be exchanged, then he can find the old woman privately afterwards and discuss exchanging the palm thunder with other things.

But just as the man thought so, a young voice came from behind him.

"I want this thing. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone present, Gu is looked towards the source of the voice, and their eyes fell on a man with a cyan mask on his face and a black robe.

As soon as Beihe spoke, he felt several divine senses glancing towards him.

However, the Gu Wu mask on his face had the effect of isolating the prying eyes of others, as long as he didn't deliberately look at it, even a monk in the Yudan period would not be able to see his true cultivation.

"Oh, do you have the Evil Emperor Stone in your hand? The old woman on the stage looked at Beihe with a moving expression.

Then the figure pulled out an afterimage and swept towards the North River, appearing in front of him.

And in the face of everyone's eyes, the old woman waved her hand, and a black enchantment covered her and Beihe in it, so as to prevent the transaction between the two from being seen by others.

Everyone shook their heads, and then they took their eyes back.

At the same time, a figure swept forward again, appearing on the auction table in front of it. This is a middle-aged man with a tough face, and after he appeared, this person looked at the people in the audience and said with a smile: "I want a Gong Shen Pill, I don't know which Taoist friend has this thing in his hand......"

When this person took the stage, Bei He, who was in a black aura, put the silver book in the old woman's hand in his hand and looked through it roughly.

After a while, he closed the silver book, looked at the old woman who was in the middle stage of the knot, and said, "This technique is good. ”

After speaking, he changed his words again, "However, the Evil Emperor Stone in my hand may not be able to meet the requirements of Daoist friends." ”

"Huh?" the old woman was a little unhappy, "Daoyou will take it out and take a look first." ”

Beihe didn't hesitate to this, he reached out and reached for the storage bag, and after a while, he took out an Evil Emperor Stone that was smaller than a human head. As soon as Fang Fang was taken out by him, this thing emitted a puff of black smoke.

This Evil Emperor Stone was the smallest one in his hand.

The reason why Beihe wants to give this old woman the youngest one, in addition to being reluctant, is to create an illusion that this person only has one of this thing. He didn't want to cause some unnecessary trouble by selling an Evil Emperor Stone.

After seeing the Evil Emperor Stone in Beihe's hand, the old woman's frowning brows stretched slightly, although the size of this object could not meet her previous requirements, but this one was completely enough for her.

So I listened to her: "The volume is indeed smaller, but the old body is still there." ”

"If that's the case, thank you very much. Beihe smiled and arched his hand.

After saying that, he gave the Evil Emperor Stone in his hand to this person, and he put the silver book into the storage bag.

The old woman also put away the Evil Emperor Stone, and this person withdrew his qi, and then his body moved, appearing a few zhang away from Beihe. On her face, there was also a distinct smile.

At this moment, Bei He looked forward with some sense, and then he saw a tall and thin man, looking at him without waves, it was Fang Tiangu.

Beihe glanced at this person indifferently, and then looked at the auction table.

He slapped the palm thunder in front of this person, which might cause some trouble. However, Zhang Jiuniang was also at the trade fair, so he didn't worry about anything.

Fang Tiangu just glanced at it, then turned around and set his eyes on the auction table.

The middle-aged man who wanted Gong Shendan had stepped down, and he hadn't found what he needed.

On the stage right now is a figure in a purple robe. Judging from his figure, this is a man, but his face is tightly hidden by the wide robe.

This kind of dress is not surprising for Beihe, because many of the people here are people who hide their heads and show their tails, even many monks in the Yudan period.

After the robed man appeared, he listened to this person: "If you want a magic weapon of an ancient martial monk, what conditions do you have for fellow Daoists, as long as it is not excessive, you can mention it." ”

Almost as soon as this person's voice fell, Beihe, who was sitting upright, almost stood up on the ground.

"Lu Pingsheng!"

Under the mask, he muttered under a low voice, his face full of shock.

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Chapter 280: Palm Thunder