The auction continued, and one treasure after another was brought up by a beautiful woman, setting off a wave of bidding**.

However, He Jiangxiu only squinted his eyes slightly, closed his eyes and recuperated, and only when some destructive treasures appeared, would they attract He Jiangxiu's attention.

After that, He Jiangxiu casually bought a few spirit runes and a few powerful treasures, showing enough financial resources. It was precisely because of this that several mysterious monks in the venue began to attract He Jiangxiu's attention.

However, He Jiangxiu is not afraid of anyone, with his current strength, it will not be a problem at all to kill the master of the peak of the Immortal Sect. Even if the master of the immortal realm comes, he also has a certain amount of self-preservation.

The whole auction was held for a full day. When the sun was about to set, Batian Lao Dao suddenly said: "Fellow Daoists, there is still a quarter of an hour before the auction conference, and I am here to say something. ”

The voice of the Deceptive Dao sounded, and the venue instantly fell silent, quietly listening to what the Decepticon said: "Tomorrow, the city lord of Yuanshan City, Li Yuanshan, and the Hundred Flowers Fairy will join forces to enter the Demon Mountain and look for a place called the Soul Burial Pool. By soaking in it, cultivators can not only expel the evil qi in their bodies, but also accumulate spiritual energy and make breakthroughs. It can be said that it is a good place. However, the road is far away, and there are many dangers in the process, and there are two powerful demon beasts squatting by the Soul Pool, the Sky Devouring Blood Python and the Cloud Splitting Blood Dragon, both of which have a blood character in their names, which come from the same vein, and are very difficult to deal with. ”

"Huh. As soon as the words of the old man fell, a young monk made a voice: "It turned out that I was looking for cannon fodder, as far as I know, these two demons, one is an existence comparable to the peak of the realm of the Immortal Sect, and the other is an existence that can fight and kill the immortal gods, and those who go will die." ”

"This fellow Daoist, this is a bad statement. I kindly told you about this, but you said that we are looking for cannon fodder, what do you mean?" asked the tyranny fiercely.

"What do I mean, you naturally know that although I am a little interested, but I don't dare to agree with you, I'd better go by myself, I'm not afraid of the blood python in the realm of the Immortal Sect, I just have some fears about the blood dragon, but I still have some means, I can't occupy the soul pool before you." The young monk replied lightly, but the meaning was to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger, show his strength, and deter the tyrannical way.

The existence of being able to fight and kill immortal gods and demon beasts shows that the young monk at this time has at least cultivated in the realm of the Immortal Sect!

He Jiangxiu on the side was silently calculating something, a quarter of an hour had passed, and the last treasure had climbed on the high platform!

He Jiangxiu also understands that the Burial Soul Pool can be described as a place of lore, guarded by two demon beasts, and both of them are extraordinary, one is the peak of the Immortal Sect, and the other is the Immortal God, both of which are not easy to mess with, even the Hundred Flowers Fairy and Li Yuanshan have to go together.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy is the president of the Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce, a woman, who has run a Chamber of Commerce to such a point, covering the entire Western Continent, which shows that her strength is fierce and thoughtful.

He Jiangxiu was thinking about it while looking at the high platform. The last treasure is a high-grade immortal artifact.

This is a sharp and slender divine sword, shining with brilliant brilliance, revealing an incomparably mysterious aura. In fact, for ordinary immortal sect masters, it is not easy to get a high-grade immortal weapon.

But for He Jiangxiu, it was of no use. No matter how powerful and mysterious the divine sword is, it can't compare to one of the nine immortal weapons that seal chaos, the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword.

In the end, this divine sword was bought by a red-haired strong man for a price of up to seven billion spirit stones.

After the last treasure was auctioned off, the old Dao of Batian said again: "Everyone, the monks who want to go to the Soul Burial Pool together will gather here early tomorrow morning! At that time, the Hundred Flowers Fairy and Li Yuanshan will come." When the hour comes, let's go!"

In this way, an auction conference came to an end.

After this auction meeting, He Jiangxiu gained a lot. Not to mention the Enlightenment Elixir, I bought more than 30 spirit runes alone. He Jiangxiu estimated that if these more than thirty spirit runes were all beaten out, even if they were immortal masters, they would be seriously injured.

In the early morning of the next day, He Jiangxiu came to the Baihua Chamber of Commerce again.

After He Jiangxiu entered the Hundred Flowers Chamber of Commerce, he found that there were already dozens of cultivators waiting in it, and their strength was not low, all of them were strong people above the Immortal Monarch, and their bodies were full of treasures, which looked magnificent.

"Big brother, this time we went to the Soul Burial Pool, it can be described as dangerous, I don't know if Big Brother has any means?" asked one of the cultivators who was not tall, and the beautiful young man next to him was still playing with a magic weapon like a knife in his hand.

"Just take your stick knife, there are a lot of people here, so it's not appropriate to talk about this. The eldest brother said to him, standing in it, it was like standing out from the crowd, arrogant and indifferent, but that beautiful face was coveted by countless female cultivators.

"Yes, yes, big brother, we all listen to you. The short cultivator echoed, and the four young cultivators behind him also nodded one after another, obviously, these six people were from a force.

The remaining five people were huddled together and didn't speak, but the clothes on their bodies revealed their identities, and they saw that there was a big word "mercenary" written on their clothes, obviously all of them were mercenaries.

Mercenaries, that is, cultivators who survive by completing tasks all year round, set up mercenary groups, go deep into some dangerous areas, and are the existence of hanging their heads on their belts, indifferent by nature, thirsty for killing, and few dare to provoke.

The mercenaries are ruthless, and they can be killed.

He Jiangxiu walked over, looked at an old man who was sitting in danger, and hurriedly asked, "Is this the place to sign up?"

"Exactly, Daoist friend came early, what's your name?" the old man asked He Jiangxiu, after all, He Jiangxiu's strength was there, so that the old man had to respect.

"My name is He Jiangxiu, I have just stepped into the realm of Immortal Ancestors, do I know if I am qualified to join?" He Jiangxiu asked respectfully, in this undercurrent of Yuanshan City, it is better to be careful, so as not to provoke those hidden masters.

"Naturally qualified, I've already recorded it, you can wait here, and in about half an hour, you should leave. After the old man finished speaking, he began to settle down, and no longer bothered with He Jiangxiu.

He Jiangxiu also honestly stood aside, and began to run Zhou Tian to stabilize his cultivation.