Twenty Dongtian coins, even if they are placed in the imperial capital, as long as they are wealthy, they don't have to worry about money in this life. Glory and wealth are not a problem.

However, if you want to win the treasure of heaven and earth, it is not enough, and Zhuge Chen does not want to use this to win the Qingtian root. It's just that after the rhetoric, it is destined that there will be a less firm choice to leave and wait and see. Those who cut off the road with bamboo baskets and water are even going to lose their lives, so do they care about money?

Soon another man spoke, "Twenty-five!"

There's no extra nonsense, and the bids are crisp. I can see that the man has a clear mind and wants to break the boat.

Zhuge Chen felt a wisp of qi watching, it was from the person who had just bidd. This person's popularity is unstable and intermittent, presumably because the bamboo basket has fallen short. These people are the real outlaws, even if they don't have enough money, they will kill people and sell more goods.

But for Zhuge Chen, these are not issues that need to be considered. As long as he got the Qingtian Root in his hands, he would choose to swallow it in the box immediately, and it only took a pillar of incense for him to return to the peak. At that time, these cultivators whose cultivation path has been completely cut off will not pose any threat to him.

Bai Yi ignored the wisp of qi and let the other party wander in the box unscrupulously. He just closed the window lightly, and he didn't need to continue to bid in a short period of time, just waiting for their money to run out, and the ownership of Qingtiangen would be determined.

He narrowed his eyes and watched as it changed. Sure enough, after a period of time, the price soared to forty Cave Heaven Coins, which was fully doubled, and many people were unable to compete for it. And just when one of them was about to raise one more, Zhuge Chen joined the battle. He condescended, looked down at everyone, and said loudly, "I'll give fifty!"

At this moment, he seemed to be the only one in the entire guest house. Like a king on the throne, it is as if anyone can only see a thousand rays of light blooming behind the white-robed man.

Those cultivators who relied on this heavenly treasure to save their lives were extremely frowning, and there was a deep murderous intent hidden in their eyes. They thought that only people in the same situation as themselves would use Qingtian Root to save their lives, but they didn't expect to be "profited" by others in the end.

They could even be sure that the white clothes could not have been damaged in the bamboo basket water realm. At such a young age, it is extremely difficult to reach this realm. Second, he is scheming, not like a cultivator who has embarked on the path of a broken head. They were silent, but without exception they sank their minds into the mustard seeds, looking for their weapons.

After the silence, the battle for the Qingtian Root has settled.

Sun Fu said with a smile: "If no one bids, Qingtiangen will naturally be handed over to Gongzi." I'll send someone to deliver it later, how about it?"

Zhuge Chen said expressionlessly: "I hope it's now." ”

"That's fine. Sun Fu said that, and ordered a maid beside him to hold the box and go upstairs to the box where Zhuge Chen was.

On the side of the four princes who learned that Zhuge Chen was willing to accept the invitation, he instructed Huang Lao to protect the safety of the white clothes. Those cultivators of the Bamboo Basket Water Realm who have lost their way forward will never be able to give up.

Huang Lao had the order, dissipated with the black fog, and went to Zhuge Chen's side.

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Looking at the Qingtian Root and Qi Harvesting Flower placed on the table, Zhuge Chen used his sword qi to turn the medicinal power of these two medicinal materials into a slender torrent that flowed into his mouth.

Feeling the surging qi, Zhuge Chen snorted, and his pain could be vaguely seen from the frowning brows. Because of the bleeding of the seven orifices, he became a bloody man in one breath. And his breath was so unstable that even the most powerful physician didn't dare to say whether he would die the next moment.

But don't look at Zhuge Chen's worrying situation on the surface, but in fact, on the cultivation path of his chest, the qi condenses like a rushing stream, gushing endlessly. That's it, there is a tornado on the key lake, sweeping the eight wildernesses. As time passed, Zhuge Chen felt that his realm was returning.

He opened his eyes, and two sword qi flew out from his fingers, crisscrossing the box. Fortunately, Miss Gao had already left under Zhuge Chen's orders, otherwise if the woman saw such a fairy scene, she would definitely be surprised and panicked. 315 Chinese Network

"Next, it's time to deal with those who don't want to die. Zhuge Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and said leisurely. At this moment, although he did not hang two swords around his waist, he could stretch out his hand, and two cold lights flew in and fell in front of Zhuge Chen.

After he changed into a white dress, he hung Sanchen and the rubber pillar around his waist, and tore off the skin to transform him back into the young sword immortal who shocked the imperial capital.

Zhuge Chen pushed open the door and stepped into the narrow corridor that could only allow two people to pass through. He was greeted by a burly man with a sinister brow and a look of ill will.

Zhuge Chen walked in front of him with a flat face, and the burly man stared at him and walked out of the box until he came in front of him. Just as the two passed by, the burly man raised his hand and was about to punch Bai Yi in the back of the neck.

Even if it is a cultivator, as long as he does not pay attention to his physique, even if he is a little weaker, he will be unconscious under this punch. It seems that the other party is determined to put him to death.

But Zhuge Chen, who had long expected this, did not panic, clenched his fingers into a fist, and shook the past. He was obviously a step slower, but his punch was extremely fast, and he took the initiative at the moment when the burly man made his move. Stopping the mountain top fist, when the fist intent flows all over the body, there are only four words left, that is, fast as lightning!

The skin of the wall was blown off by the aftermath of the two fists, and the originally clean corridor became like ruins in the blink of an eye.

After a punch, Zhuge Chen shook his hand, very freely. On the other hand, the burly man is not so natural, and when he wipes the blood from the corners of his mouth on the way back and stabilizes his body, he has to roll down the stairs.

"This little bit of means is not enough to see, I really want to learn from others to kill people and overtake goods, I am really not afraid to put myself in it?" Zhuge Chen said with a soft smile: "But I think too much, a cultivator who failed to draw water from a bamboo basket does not have a few years to live." What's more, in order to take away that Qingtian Root, you did not hesitate to overdraft your own life in exchange for a short return to the peak of your killing power. If you fail to absorb the medicinal power in the Heavenly Treasures in time, your death is certain. But what if I tell you that the Qingtian Root has already been used by me?"

The burly man frowned, and asked angrily, "What you said is the truth?"

"Fist boy, don't talk nonsense with him. The more you say, the more flaws there will be. A voice sounded, and a thin old man slowly walked out in the shadows. His eyes were like dust, it was a performance that he had lived too long and seen too much. He didn't look at Zhuge Chen, but said: "If you don't come out to make an appearance, if you don't have it, it's really not a simple matter to hold this kid who pretends to be a ghost." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, behind Zhuge Chen, a white-haired young man appeared at some point. Although he looks young, he should also use some kind of means, a practitioner who "rejuvenates". But Zhuge Chen was still in his qi, and he smelled the smell of decay.

"It doesn't matter if Qingtiangen is swallowed by him, the medicinal power will not be consumed in such a short period of time. As long as we kill him and refine it into a great medicine, the three of us will be able to live for at least a thousand more years. The white-haired young man smiled hideously, licking his lips and looking at Zhuge Chen, as if he was looking at a beautiful woman in the world.

"When you discuss, do you need to avoid me a little? I have heard the plan, how should I implement it?" Zhuge Chen looked at the gap flying sword around him, and put his hand on the rubber pillar sword. As long as he is willing, this sword blade can be unsheathed and kill the enemy at any time: "Three cultivators who have not even salvaged the magic technique in their hands, and have failed in this realm, how can they still be so confident?

Zhuge Chen stretched his waist and adjusted his state by the way. When he strikes again, it's going to be a shock.

"Childe, do you need the old slave to help you share some of the pressure?" beside Zhuge Chen, a voice sounded, it was Huang Lao under the four princes.

"No need. Zhuge Chen turned his head and said, "As a member of the royal family, you must be able to recognize me, right? If that prince still wants to invite me to drink together, I won't change my mind." If you think you're going to burn yourself, forget it. ”

Huang Lao saw that face clearly, took a deep breath, and did not dare to make a decision on behalf of the fourth prince. A young sword immortal who killed two Zhen Dao realms and Great Zhen Dao in the imperial capital in a row directly led to the reshuffling of the cultivator's power, which was not something he could provoke.

Since it was the young sword immortal, Huang Lao had no choice but to retreat. He will only get in the way here, so that Zhuge Chen can't stretch out. For some reason, he felt some sympathy for the three men. I haven't even experienced the realm of Zhendao, why do you threaten to refine a sword immortal into a great medicine?

Seeing Huang Lao leave and discussing with the four princes what to do next, Zhuge Chen said, "The three of you shouldn't know who I am, right?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, just kill it!" The thin old man recognized Huang Lao, thinking that if the other party made a move, this matter would be very complicated. Unexpectedly, he only said two words, and then turned away, which made his heart rekindle hope. It's just that Zhuge Chen's next sentence made him completely lose confidence.

"My name is Zhuge Chen, since you are a cultivator in the Bamboo Basket Water Realm, you should have heard of my name. That's right, I'm the one who has set off a bloody storm in the imperial capital these days. I'm sorry that I had to share life and death with you as soon as we met. Zhuge Chen said beautiful words, but the cold light on the rubber pillar sword in his hand was even colder. Knowing that the cold light had turned blue, he raised his head again and said, "I can't solve it, so I have to ask the three of you to die." ”