The auction of "Thousand Mountains and Twilight Snow" continued, and all kinds of rare treasures and secret techniques emerged one after another, but Yingtian was out of mind.

"Since I cultivated the 'Breath Accumulation Technique' in the nameless ancient scriptures, no one has ever been able to see through it, and somehow my identity will be recognized by her!" Ying Tian thought secretly, "If she can see through me as a cultivator of the years, wouldn't she be able to see through my identity as the young master of the moon god?"

"This woman is too murderous and has strange powers, so it's better to get out as soon as possible!" Yingtian made up his mind and looked for an opportunity to sneak away.

The auction lasted for two hours, and apart from a few rather ancient spiritual treasures, there was nothing that could attract Yingtian. Until the end, Xuanyuan Han personally came on the scene and took out a bottle of elixir.

"I think you monks have been waiting for a long time, this auction, the city lord has already informed you in advance, it is the year monk entrusted to the city lord to auction. Xuanyuan Han's heavy voice resounded throughout the audience, "And this thing is this bottle of elixir in the hands of the city lord!"

Finally waiting for this moment, all the monks in the audience stared at the pill in Xuanyuan Han's hand, trying to see what was going on.

"There are a total of five pills in this bottle, called the One Breath Years Pill!"

"This pill only needs to be crushed, and it can release the power of a breath of time, and let time go back a breath!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole city fell silent, and even the elders of the ten major sects stood up in shock, with an incredible look.

"Such a divine pill, when facing the enemy, can not only dodge the fatal blow, but also fight back!"

"This pill is equivalent to the life-saving pill!"

The battle in the cultivation realm is a fraction of a millimeter, and there are so many things that can happen in this short breath of time!

Everyone's breathing gradually became heavier, and they all looked greedily at the Dan bottle in Xuanyuan Han's hand.

Xuanyuan Han looked at this bottle of elixir with some pity, and then looked at the reactions of the monks in the field, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Five Years Pill will be auctioned in five times, each pill shall not be less than one million high-grade spirit stones! Each increase in price shall not be less than 100,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

"The first one-breath annual single auction starts now!"

"One million and three million!"

"One and a half million!"

"Two million!"

"Two and three hundred thousand!"

"Two Hundred Million"

Ying Tian looked at the rising quotations in the field, and was secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this pill to be so popular!

"Four million!" Candle Jiuyin, who was in the first vein of demon cultivation, suddenly said coldly, "This first one-breath year pill, my demon cultivation vein is about to be decided!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks in the field all shrank their heads and did not dare to go out, and the elders of the ten major sects frowned slightly and hesitated, and did not offer any more.

After all, four million is not a small number!

However, the prices of the next four one-breath years pills were all above four million, and the highest ones were all reported to be five and a half million high-grade spirit stones, which were obtained by the Heavenly Immortal Gate, the Moon God Clan, the Yin and Yang Dao Gate, and the Netherworld Palace.

Danzong wanted to get this time pill the most, but unfortunately the financial resources were insufficient, and the Wu clan also participated in a few rounds and gave up. After all, this is just a one-time elixir, and it is really not worth it to consume such a huge amount of money.

The eldest grandson Wuxie, who has a soul cultivation lineage, originally paid a high price of five million to participate in the auction, but how could the young master of the Netherworld Palace directly quote a high-level of five and a half million! Although the eldest grandson Wuxian hated it in his heart, he only had five million three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones in his hands at most, and he really couldn't compete with this extravagant young master of the Netherworld Palace.

As a result, these five one-breath years pills were auctioned at a sky-high price of nearly 25 million, setting a new record for a single auction at the "Thousand Mountains and Twilight Snow" auction!

"Twenty-five million!" Many monks trembled in shock, "I've worked hard for a year, and I've only had dozens of high-grade spirit stones!"

Yingtian was even more surprised, if he could refine enough years of pills, wouldn't all the wealth in the world be in his pocket?

But he also knew that it was extremely difficult to refine the Pill of the Ages, and he could only refine five at a time, and after that, it would be difficult to condense the power of the years, unless his cultivation would go to the next level!

Xuanyuan Han was also secretly frightened, this was a huge amount of money, which was worth ten years of income in Wangxing City! But he was also suffering from gains and losses in his heart, and he didn't know what conditions the monks would offer.

Seeing that the auction was about to end, the unwilling eldest grandson Wuxian suddenly asked loudly: "Dare to ask the Lord of Xuanyuan City, when is the next auction of the One Breath Time Pill?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was no bidding for the major sects, and many people were willing to pay a higher price.

Xuanyuan Han was surprised and delighted, but his face was also full of embarrassment: "Elders, this city lord has only obtained these five one-breath years pills, and he still needs to wait for the news of the years monk." ”

The eldest grandson snorted coldly: "Could it be that the Xuanyuan City Lord secretly hid the pill and refused to take it out for auction?"

Xuanyuan Han frowned and said, "What does Elder Elder Sun mean by this? I, Xuanyuan Han, as a member of the Dayu Imperial Family, speak in a way that is full of words, and there is absolutely nothing to hide!"

The eldest grandson stared at him for a long time, snorted coldly, and left with a wave of his sleeves.

Seeing that they could not get any information, the monks also left in disbelief. Before leaving, many monks began to carefully look at the "twilight snow of a thousand mountains", with thoughtful expressions on their faces.

A bad feeling rose in Xuanyuan Han's heart.

Seeing that the young master of the Netherworld Palace turned around and was about to leave, Ying Tian frowned and hurriedly got up and walked forward, bowed and said, "May I ask the young master, I don't know what you are looking for?"

The young master of the Netherworld Palace stared at him for a long time with a pair of clear eyes, and snorted coldly: "What's the hurry, follow this young master back to the Netherworld Palace!"

Yingtian was slightly angry in his heart, but he heard the thirteen next to him say: "Fellow Daoist, please don't be impatient, our young master must have a reason for looking for you, don't think about leaving, as long as you are obedient, keep you fine!"

"That's what Daoyou said!" Ying Tian agreed with a sigh, glanced at Xuanyuan Han in the distance, and quickly followed the people of the Netherworld Palace.

The Netherworld Mansion is located in the west of Stargazing City, an area that is extremely gloomy and has very low visibility. The architecture of the mansion was even more bizarre, looking like an unknown strange monster beast, and the gate was actually the monster beast's angry open mouth, and the two long fangs were actually the stone pillars in front of the door.

Ying Tian looked up at the gate, only to feel a cold and murderous aura rushing towards his face, and the huge mouth seemed to be about to come to life, wanting to devour everything in front of him.

In the black prison, the servant who had been transformed into a statue suddenly trembled and cracked a few cracks.

Ying Tian was shocked, and at this moment, the young master of the Netherworld Palace, who was just about to enter the door, suddenly turned around, stared at Ying Tian and said, "You, come with me!"

Yingtian had no choice but to move forward, and when he looked back, he saw that all the Netherworld Palace disciples were standing in an orderly manner, bowing their heads and not moving.

After he followed the young master of the Netherworld Palace into the door, he found that there were dark and secluded stone walls all around, and the road was also going down further and further, and the temperature was getting lower and lower, as if it had reached the depths of the low.

Yingtian felt a little strange, and couldn't help but say, "May I ask the young master of the Netherworld Palace, where are you taking me?"

The young master of the Netherworld Palace didn't care about Yingtian at all, and walked forward by himself, and after a while, he came to a dark hall. The young master of the Netherworld Palace beckoned, and the flames of the blue and faint flames instantly lit up, illuminating the entire hall clearly.

Yingtian's scalp felt a little numb, and he saw that there were some weird and terrifying statues all around this hall, and there was a statue of an evil dragon at the front of the hall, prostrate on the ground, and there was a strange seat on the huge head, and the young master of the Netherworld Palace sat on the chair in a flash.

Yingtian looked at her with eyes and did not speak.

The young master of the Netherworld Palace also stared at him and did not say a word.

After a full tea time in this way, the young master of the Netherworld Palace snorted coldly: "Don't you have a lot of questions, and now you are dumb?"

Yingtian smiled slightly: "I just understood that asking is the same as not asking, what do you want to say, you don't need me to ask." ”

"With your cultivation, don't you dare to come here alone?"

"It's the same if you're afraid or not, if you want to kill me, you've already done it. ”

"So not only are you not afraid, but you are also very confident that you can get out alive?"

"Not bad!"

"Hmph! This young master hates people who pretend to be smart the most! You can tell me, what is this young master looking for you?"

Yingtian suddenly slapped his head, and the "Breath Gathering Technique" gradually dispersed, his body rose in vain, and his robe gradually turned cyan, revealing a handsome face.

A faint power of time floated out of him, and he smiled faintly: "The young master has already seen his identity, so he might as well speak up if he has something." ”

The young master of the Netherworld Palace's eyes flashed a hint of color, and he still said coldly: "Your breathing power shouldn't appear in this world! Who knows how many faces are hidden behind your face?"

Yingtian was shocked in his heart, but his face did not change and said: "No matter what identity you are, what the young master needs at present is the identity of a monk in these years!"

The eyes of the young master of the Netherworld Palace lit up with a hint of appreciation: "Yes, you have a bit of brains!"

Yingtian scolded secretly in his heart, and said on his lips: "If the young master needs to do things below, he must need something below, and the young master also knows it!"

"Hmph, I haven't asked you to do anything yet, but I'm going to do it first!" The young master of the Netherworld Palace snorted coldly, took out half of the broken wood that was auctioned at the auction, and threw it to Yingtian casually, "This kind of thing, you still treat it as a treasure!"

As soon as he was overjoyed, he immediately took over the remnant of the wood, and when he heard what the young master of the Netherworld Palace said, he suddenly said depressedly: "This is a broken thing?"

The young master of the Netherworld Palace suddenly sneered: "I really haven't seen the world!"

When Ying Tian heard the laughter, he only felt that it was as melodious as a fairy bell, and he was stunned for a while, and he was even more curious about the hazy appearance of the young master of the Netherworld.

"The things are given to you, and then you listen to what this young master wants you to do!First of all, you need to refine a hundred years of pills for this young master, and then help this young master win the Netherworld Order, and finally you have to help this young master open an ancient tomb, these three things ......" The young master of the Netherworld Palace was halfway through speaking, and suddenly found that Yingtian had been staring at him, and immediately said angrily, "Did you kid hear this young master speak?"

Ying Tian suddenly came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I just took a piece of broken wood, and you want me to do so many things, isn't it fair?"

With a sound of "bang", the young master of the Netherworld Palace actually pulled out the black and gloomy long sword in his hand, pointed at Yingtian from afar, and said coldly: "You can beat me, give you justice!"

At the moment when the sword was unsheathed, within the Yingtian dantian, the ancient seal of the word "heaven" that had not been moved for a long time actually jumped slightly!

Yingtian's expression changed dramatically in an instant, and he lost his voice and said, "You...... What kind of sword are you?"

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