Even if it is not confusing, the total income from this bid is more than 160 billion yuan.

What is this concept?

Shuaifu is known as the richest man in the world, and after so many years of accumulation, he can't reach this number.

Not to mention the rest of the forces.

In other words, the four barrier-breaking pills, and now the richest man in the one-yuan world has been replaced...

The most important thing is that many of these treasures can't actually be measured by money, and they are all priceless treasures when they are obtained from the Shenzhou World.

For example, there are more than a dozen treasures that can promote the growth of the lotus platform...

The quality of the lotus platform represents the upper limit of the realm of immortal cultivators, in the Shenzhou world, if there is any treasure, even if it can only make people have one more lotus petal, it is also a rare treasure, and the value is immeasurable.

But in the one-yuan world, after reaching the heartbeat realm, if you want to promote Jin Dan, you will be suppressed by this world, which is extremely difficult, and it is even more difficult to go from Jin Dan to Yuan Ying.

Three hundred years and one realm, one thousand two hundred years of life, it is the peak to be able to cultivate to the heartbeat realm, and it doesn't matter if there is more or less lotus table...

Therefore, here, although the lotus platform is also closely related to its own combat power, the value of the treasures that promote the growth of the lotus platform is obviously much lower.

"What a big advantage!"

The treasures of the other three families have also been delivered soon, and they have been handed over by the Sanskrit Yin Sect on his behalf, and the Great Zhu Wuhuang has counted them one by one, and his heart is beautiful.

In addition to the treasures of heaven and earth, there are dozens of carts of all kinds of mineral deposits, and even there are dozens of boxes of heavenly notes, ten pieces of each box, each of which can cut out about a hundred pieces of rune paper, which is enough.

One hundred and seventy bottles of spiritual milk, most of which were taken out by the Jia family, and there were also some from the Shuai Mansion and the Zhan family.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang tried it, and each bottle of spiritual milk was about a thousand milliliters, and each milliliter could instantly fill up the spiritual power required by a lotus petal.

In other words, if his spiritual power is exhausted, the two bottles of spiritual milk can be completely filled.

Of course, a single replenishment pill can also return a lot, and in a place with abundant spiritual energy, it only takes dozens of seconds for him to replenish a lotus petal now.

But the value of spiritual milk lies in the speed of recovery, if it is placed in the online games played before, this is an instantaneous return, and the value cannot be equal.

"This thing may be life-saving in the future, so I'll have to save some time..."

First put away those heavenly treasures, spiritual milk, heavenly notes and other gadgets, and then neatly put the mineral deposits into the storage ring.

These deposits have been refined, and he won't need them for the time being, but maybe he will be able to learn to refine them in the future?

He still remembered that there seemed to be a secret record of 100,000 immortal grievances in the Killing Immortal Hall, and when he turned around, the immortal grievance value was sufficient, and it was not bad to change it out to learn.

When it came to the immortal resentment value, he was a little depressed, there were so many immortal cultivators in the one-yuan world, and as a result, the system disappeared...

Otherwise, it is estimated that there will be a lot of income during this time...

"I don't know if it's because of the machine spirit... But since the system space is still there, when you get out of the Haoshen Tower, you should come back..."

He comforted himself, put the matter aside, sorted out all the bits and pieces, put them away, and walked out of the storeroom to see that it was early in the morning again.

The ancestors of the three families have left after the handover, but there is a new guest in the Sanskrit Yin line, the wild beast.

Seeing him, Da Zhu Wuhuang still had a headache, especially after hearing his intentions.

The Desolate Saint Ancestor was out of the customs and invited him to the Desolate Saint Palace.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang is really a little waxy now.

That one, it is said that it may be the Jindan realm, what if you see that you are an impostor?

The key is that there is a suspected genuine card, and he sent someone to slaughter it, although this thing is hidden, but if you want to investigate it carefully, it is estimated that you can still find some clues.

Originally, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang waited for the ancestor sacrifice ten days later, and then they did not see each other.

You asked me to go at this time, didn't you have nothing to do...

But the beasts are all waiting here, and it won't work if you don't go.

Although it is strictly forbidden to fight in the First Yuan City, it is just a customary rule of the major forces, if there is really a Jindan Realm to make a move, who can stop it?

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang pondered for a moment, with the Barrier Breaking Pill here, that Desolate Saint should also have to sell some face, and it is difficult to say whether he is in the Jindan Realm or not, and there is no need for him to be so cringe-induced.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly settled down a lot, and he asked Fan Xiaobei to say hello, and then followed the wild beast.

The Fanyin Sect returned to the First City of the First Yuan, and there were many things, and the young sect master rushed to the original Jia clan's territory early in the morning, and was arranging the arrangement there, and hurriedly came when he got the news, and the Great Zhu Wuhuang had already left.

"Did you go to the Desolate Saint Palace, won't you not come back..."

Standing outside the gate of Fanyin Xing, Fan Xiaobei couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

She still can't be sure of the true identity of Emperor Zhu Wu, but at least on the bright side, this one is a descendant of the barbarian god, and when she saw him go to the Desolate Holy Palace at this time, she always had an indescribable feeling for some reason, as if she was about to lose something.

"Xiaobei, what's wrong?

Fan Qingshen stood beside her at some point, lovingly grabbed her arm, and asked with a smile.

Fan Xiaobeiqiao's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Qingshen Patriarch, what are you talking about... I was just... I just think that if he wasn't from the Desolate Saint Palace, how good it would be if he could stay in our Sanskrit Yin Sect...

No, no, no, I don't actually mean anything else, I just thought, if there can be a demon like him in the sect, well, then that..."

The more she talked, the more panicked she became, and when she got to the end, she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Hehe..."Fan Qingshen chuckled, and said with a smile: "I didn't say that you mean anything else, what are you panicking about..."

She muttered in a low voice: "Xiaobei, our Sanskrit Sect does not have a rule that the sect master is not allowed to marry people outside the sect... It doesn't seem to be the case in the Deserted Saint Palace..."

"Patriarch, you..."

Fan Xiaobei was red-eared, muttered, stomped his feet, turned around and left.

Fan Xiaonan came out of nowhere, looked at her back strangely, grabbed the corner of Fan Qingshen's clothes, tilted his head and asked: "Qingshen Patriarch, what's wrong with Sister Xiaobei? I seem to have heard you say that you want her to marry? Is it to marry Brother Xiaoqian? Then why does she seem to be unhappy?"

I'll tell you secretly, I heard her call Brother Xiaoqian's name yesterday when she was dreaming... She said no, actually..."

She chattered and spoke, her voice was crisp and pleasant, at the door, several disciples of the Sanskrit Yin Sect wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Fan Xiaobei just walked in, stumbled, almost tripped and fell to the ground, covered his face and ran away.

Fan Qingshen looked at her back, sighed softly, and pulled Fan Xiaonan back as well.

That Huang Xiaoqian is indeed extraordinary, but she has lived for nearly a thousand years, and she also had a vigorous love back then, and she still has this eyesight.

Huang Xiaoqian is actually a little deliberately distant from Fan Xiaobei, if you really want to talk about it, she is closer to Fan Xiaonan, but it is estimated that it is only more brotherly affection.

If Fan Xiaobei really has a deep love for him, he is afraid that he will have to suffer in the future!

......

The Wild Saint Palace is also in the public area, not far from the Sanskrit Yin Xing, so the group walked directly and passed.

Following behind the wild beast, a group of two-meter big men beside him, among ordinary people, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang has already been calculated, but walking among them is like a doll.

It seems that all the people in the Gate of the Desolate Saint Palace are men of this size, and it is no wonder that the Desolate Beast will have that expression when he sees him for the first time.

Beside Emperor Zhu Wu, Wang Tieba still followed inch by inch.

The wild beast seemed to treat this fierce girl a little differently, and when he saw her coming, he didn't stop her at all, and asked Da Zhu Wuhuang softly about her origin.

When he heard that Wang Tie Stick was raised by the tiger girl, the wild beast was even more surprised.

Along the way, most of his eyes fell on Wang Tieba, which made Emperor Zhu Wuhuang a little inexplicable, and thought that he had a unique taste and fell in love with this fierce girl who could run a horse on his arm.

"Well, it's our Desolate Holy Palace ahead, how about it, it's much better than the kind of place where the girls of the Sanyin Sect stay, right?"

After walking for a while, the beast pointed ahead and introduced triumphantly.

Da Zhu Wuhuang looked up in the direction of his finger, and was indeed taken aback.

How could there be such a place in the First City?

There is a lonely hill in the loess, and there are thatched huts built in a mess next to it, each of which is quite large, but it is too dilapidated.

Huge trees stand there horizontally and vertically, even if it is a roof truss, and then it is a wall that is indiscriminately covered with withered yellow leaves and thatch.

Those giant trees don't even peel off the bark, and there are many large and small holes in the roof, if it weren't for the fact that Yiyuan Shicheng has a large mountain protection array, and he is usually not afraid of wind and rain, the Great Zhu Wuhuang doubts that it will rain lightly outside and heavy rain inside...

Is this the desolate holy palace that is like a god?

He was a little dumbfounded, but the wild beast and the big men beside him didn't care, and walked over with a grin, and on the yellow earth, there were many men with similar statures to them, who were practicing there.

Before he arrived, a two-person thick stone lock flew over from afar, and the desolate beast raised one arm to catch it steadily, and then gritted its teeth and bowed, and the muscles on its arm suddenly rose and smashed back directly.

On the other side, there was a young man with a hint of greenness on his face, but he was already five big and three thick, and when he saw that the stone lock flew back, he didn't dodge or dodge, and raised his arms with a loud shout, trying to hold it up.

But the strength of the desolate beast was much greater than his, and with a bang, the young man was directly smashed back a few steps, and then he barely blocked the stone lock in front of him.

But the momentum was too great, he snorted, a mouthful of blood spurted out far away, the muscles of his arms were torn, blood flowed all over, and the whole person staggered down.

"Arabu, aren't you bragging that when you reach the foundation building realm, you can compete with Uncle Wild Beast?"

"Haha, Uncle Wild Beast can't let you have one hand!"

"Hehe, I don't think it's okay to talk about one hand, it's no fun for him to let two hands!"

"Cut, wasteland, you are talking nonsense, let go of two hands, do you let Uncle Wild Beast use his meat whip?" haha..."

“......”

The teenagers next to him suddenly burst into laughter, and they were very lively, and they didn't seem to take the teenager's injury to heart at all.

The beast walked over with a smile, lifted the boy up, and squeaked a few more handfuls on his arm, and then flicked: "The bone is not broken, it's okay... Well, Arab, you kid is still far away..."

Da Zhu Wuhuang's eyes were a little straight, just now, although this guy didn't use spiritual power, but he really used all his strength, and he was not afraid of smashing people to death?

This is my own junior...

Is this Desolate Holy Palace a madman's colony?

Throwing the arabu aside, the barren beast turned around with a grin, patted the shoulder of the big Zhu Wuhuang, and said loudly: "This little guy is from our hometown... This time, I showed my face to our Desolate Saint Palace, the leader of the Ancestor Competition!

Speaking of which, thirty years ago, after the genius of Lao Tzu came out of that realm, our Desolate Saint Palace didn't win the championship for two consecutive years, right? Shame on the dead! You guys study hard... Ten years later, I will also give Lao Tzu a long face!"

Most of these teenagers are only in their teens, and after ten years, they still meet the conditions of the Ancestor Competition, listening to his introduction, their eyes lit up one by one, and a few of them were short-tempered, and they had already shouted: "Uncle Desolate Beast, our realm is almost there, but the strength is not bad, he is the leader, right, let him compare with us?"

The desolate beast laughed and waved his hand: "Okay, but wait a minute, the old ancestor is still waiting for him!"

A young man in his twenties walked over from not far away, picked up the stone lock, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wild Beast, it's just a comparison of strength, and it won't take much time, but these little guys' teeth haven't grown yet, and their strength is very limited, I'll come!"

We barbaric men won't even dare to do this, right?"

The desolate beast looked at the Great Zhu Wuhuang with a smile, and before he could speak, Wang Tiezhu had already walked out with a black face, and pointed at the young man: "I'm coming!"

The young man was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I don't compare my strength with women, hey, you are also the leader of the Ancestor Competition, you can't hide behind women, right?"

But I don't have the skills of Uncle Desolate Beast, and I can't use a meat whip, haha!"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang sighed, pulled Wang Tie Stick back, grabbed his sleeves and looked to the side, and then pointed: "What's the point of using this kind of child's play?

In the direction he pointed, there was a slippery stone lock, the largest of which was two people high, and it was placed there like a hill.

That's what Emperor Zhu Wu was referring to.

The young man was stunned for a long time before he shook his head and said, "That... That's what my ancestors usually used to play with... We can't play with it, even Uncle Wild Beast is estimated to be hanging..."

He was honest, if he didn't do it, he wouldn't do it, but the beast glared at him and said angrily, "What do you mean I'm hanging? I'm just... It's just too lazy to play!"

That's what I said, but that mountain-like stone lock is nearly 10,000 catties, and without magic, the wild beast really can't play with it.

It's okay to do your best to lift it a few times, but if you want to play with the stone lock so much, it is estimated that you won't be able to break your waist.

Under the gate of the Desolate Holy Palace, almost everyone has an innate brute strength, and usually the clan rarely uses magic to compete in martial arts, but compares strength.

Those stone locks, the biggest one is the one that is 10,000 catties, and there are 5,000, 4,000, 3,000 below... All the way up to a few hundred pounds.

In addition to the ancestors, those who can play with five thousand catties are already first-class heroes in the clan, and the desolate beasts are only at this level.

Feeling a little embarrassed, he turned around, his face was a little ugly, and his voice was very rough: "Little guy, we are all heroes who spit and nail out of our wilderness, but we don't have to brag and coax people to play!"

If you don't want to compare with him, it's not right, but it's not right to deliberately pick this 10,000-pound lock disgusting person!"

"Bragging? Who said I was bragging?"

Emperor Zhu Wu looked at him casually, got up and walked towards the stone lock.

It's all here, and it's not interesting to hide and tuck, so I just show them with my hand, maybe the desolate saint is hiding and watching!

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