At night, a three-day sightseeing group of more than 20 people in the Fire Dragon Valley was resting on a hill, and in the boss's carriage, Boss Yan was discussing with a Yuanying monk surnamed Gao about the pair of Heavenly Immortal Spider Claws purchased during the day today, and suddenly, one of his subordinates lifted the curtain of the car. Boss Yan was furious.

"I talk to guests, do you understand the rules. ”

"Tell the boss, the two surnamed Qian and the surname Du, the three of them have run away!"

"Run, run! Oops! Elder Gao, we've been fooled!"

"Sit down, what are you panicking about? The old man has lived for a long time, and there are very few things that fall for him. Even if this thing wasn't caught by the Heavenly Soul Spider, it was worth fifty high-grade spirit stones. If you tell me to go down, even if you are fooled, you are not allowed to spread the news of what I have been here. In addition, I know who the surname Du is, so don't pursue this matter. If someone asks you about the Heavenly Spider Claw, you will say that a wronged man has bought it!"

After the monk surnamed Gao finished speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared into the carriage. Also missing were a pair of suspected Heavenly Immortal Spider Claws. Boss Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately said to his subordinates:

"Did you hear that, the Heavenly Immortal Spider Claw is fake, and it has been bought by others as a work of art! ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Despite the fact that the Spiderclaw was fake and was hastily sold by a tour owner, the news spread quickly. After all, the Heavenly Immortal Spider only had the Heavenly Mountain Originless Cave in the entire Zhongzhou, and even the monks at the end of the Yuan Infant did not dare to enter alone. So, true or not, in the months that followed. There are people who keep asking Boss Yan for news.

Besides, Han Cong and Qian Yue ran wildly for a while. Until half a month later. Only then did he hide in a convoy and came to the so-called Fire Dragon Valley. It turned out that this was the only place on this path to Yuanzhou.

Valley of the Fire Dragon. It is a famous canyon in the middle of a large area of fiery red mountains. The reason why it is famous is because I heard that the fire attribute aura here is very strong, not only people come here to refine the alchemy, but also people come here to soak in the hot springs to cure diseases. Han Cong naturally wouldn't let go of such a place, because not only did the Fire Wing Dragon need this kind of place to cultivate, but he also hoped to find the Fire Attribute Aura to heal and cultivate. What about Qian Yue, of course, she came for her bloody horse.

A tic-tac-toe street layout occupies the entire Fire Dragon Valley. One of the most prosperous hot spring alchemy holy places is the Lingquan Pavilion in the center of the tic-tac-toe, which is said to have been opened by an ancestor of the Du family in Yuanzhou when he was cultivating here. A thousand years ago, it was the private land of the Du family, and in the end, the Du family was forced by pressure from all sides to open to the outside world. There are hundreds of large and small springs around. The three floors and above are controlled by the Du family. Others are large and small forces, which have changed several times and are now indescribably intricate.

Han Cong was carefully watching the introduction on the wall outside the door of Lingquan Pavilion, Qian Yue came out of Lingquan Pavilion dejectedly and muttered in front of Han Cong:

"Where is this enjoyment! It's obviously a money grab! Soaking for half an hour costs a thousand high-grade spirit stones. A course of blood clotting horse costs 3,000 yuan, and my blood coagulation horse is not worth a hundred yuan in total?

"Then let's find a cheap one somewhere else!" Han Cong said with a smile.

But Qian Yue seemed to lose her temper, and said loudly with her mouth crossed:

"No, my aunt and grandmother, if I want to consume, I want the best. Let's go, go to the auction house. Let's get rid of these ghost shouting eagles and yin sand pythons first. ”

Han Cong followed Qian Yue around the four streets and found dozens of material shops, only to find one that sold the materials for the Yin Sand Python and the Ghost Shouting Eagle. Han Cong also sold some low-level sea beast materials obtained on the way to the Eye of the Black Sea from the West Sea Islands, not to mention. In half a day, Han Cong exchanged for thousands of high-grade spirit stones, which was much more than Qian's monthly income. Qian Yue looked at Han Cong suspiciously for a long time and said:

"Little brother. It really doesn't look like the family background in the early days of Yudan! You won't be an uncle in the early stage of the Yuan Infant! It's not like ah! The thin skin and tender meat are about to wring out the water. Are you a demon?"

After Qian Yue finished speaking, she really twisted Han Cong's face.

"Sister Qian Yue. If you want, let's sleep together tonight. ”

Han Cong's words made Qian Yue's face turn red all of a sudden.

"Go. Girl, I never believe in men's words, to you, there is no door, I still have to keep my chastity and go to the Holy Spirit Academy! Earn money, earn enough 100,000 this year, impact the middle stage of the Yudan, impact the end stage after three years, and condense the Yuan Infant after ten years. Eleven years later, at the Holy Spirit Academy, I could give it a try. ”

Can this girl, the master of money, be able to fulfill this grand wish? The auction hall seems to be held every day, and one of the great advantages is that only one person can enter the auction, and when bidding, he must wear a costume and cloak that can defend against the detection of the divine sense.

Such rules are available in many auctions of Xiuzhen City University. Because some precious things inevitably come from unknown sources, in order not to cause trouble, both buyers and sellers need to trade in concealment, so the auction hall will provide this convenience.

After Han Cong entered, he was led into a small room by the waitress, and after putting on the uniform clothes and cloak of the auction venue, he entered the hall through another door, which was a place to negotiate business, except for the guardiness of many old monks in the late Yuan Infant period. Han Cong took out a ring from an immortal ring, which was the Eye of the Black Sea, the storage ring of the Wind Cracked Old Monster. I took out the materials above the tenth order in advance, and then handed them over.

"The materials in it, including the storage ring, were auctioned together. ”

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. ”

The old man at the end of the knot pill took the ring and looked left and right, and then his divine sense probed inside, and then he was startled.

"Fellow Daoist, there are forty or fifty kinds of these materials, and I am afraid that I will not be able to sort them out for a while. Otherwise, I'll register and you'll come back tomorrow. ”

"No, I'm in a hurry, and I'd like to buy some materials here. How about you estimate with me first, and then how much I buy and how much I sell, and then calculate it?"

"Yes, you are a big customer, please go upstairs to discuss. ”

Han Cong followed the shopkeeper up to the second floor, and after muttering a few words in the ear of another old man, the old man immediately turned around and called a few people, and then said to Han Cong:

"Wait a minute, these are well-known material appraisers in Yuanzhou and even Zhongzhou. They need to calculate the value of the materials you provide. ”

After Han Cong nodded, a round table. The materials inside the storage ring were taken out one by one. Suddenly, an old man pulled out a short blade with curved sides. looked back and forth, and then exclaimed:

"Wind Breaker"

"The Wind Cracker has been missing for over fifty years. It's not surprising that his blade is circulating. Lao Zhang, go on!"

Immediately, several people whispered to each other:

"The Wind Crack Old Monster died in the Eye of the Black Sea, this is because there are many people who suspect that it was Wan Cai Aya or Jiang Tai, his storage ring and blade have been circulated, it must be that this person has a deep background with them, let's pretend not to know, otherwise it will lead to death. ”

"It's just that the reputation of the Wind Crack Old Monster is not good, and there is no powerful force. We don't have to offend the living for the sake of a dead man. ”

I waited two hours. Han Cong got the evaluation results and the starting price of some materials. In addition, there is an ordinary storage ring containing 10 million high-grade spirit stones. Say it's an estimate. The auction results are final, and all items will be auctioned tomorrow.

With 10 million high-grade spirit stones, Han Cong naturally would not let go of participating in every auction. At the end of the day, Han Cong didn't gain anything. Looking for an opportunity to inquire about the auction house, the old man said:

"Actually, most of those materials with the Five Elements Attribute Aura are regarded as treasures, and they are generally not put up for auction. will exchange what they don't need for what they need. There's a dedicated underground trade fair. Since the Taoist friend has this need, the old man will give the Taoist a free admission voucher. But. There is no in this Fire Dragon Valley, but there is one in Yuanzhou. In addition, the old man helps you pay attention these days, if there is. I'll let you know as soon as possible. It's the underground trading sign, and I can pass on a message to let you know. ”

"Thank you, shopkeeper. ”

By the time Han Cong came out of the auction hall, Qian Yue had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Little brother. Why is it so long, right. How much is the estimate and how much is sold today. ”

Han Cong shook his head. Qian Yue leaned into Han Cong's ear and whispered and continued:

"That ghost shouted eagle, a Neidan is actually 300,000, a pair of wings is unfortunately broken, but it is worth 100,000, two or 400,000 claws, and everything else adds up to a total of 1 million. Wow, what about a million?"

Han Cong then smiled and said:

"Then you should divide me with 500,000 yuan! ”

"Little brother, don't be so stingy, generally speaking, the final settlement will be higher than the estimate, and I have used up this million. ”

"What? Run out, my grandma. ”

"Well, look, my clothes, my boots, my earrings, my storage bracelet, my spirit animal ring, it's time to change. And my spirit sword, it's time to upgrade and forge. What to do, tomorrow I have to bid for a blood coagulation pill that helps the blood clotting horse improve its quality. Little brother, lend me some money! It's a big deal that I'll pay you back later, or I'll accompany you tonight. ”

Qian Yue's smile was cute, which really made Han Cong overwhelmed.

"Okay, for the sake of the nights you've been with me in the Northwest Town, I'll buy it for you! But then again, your blood-clotted horse is black and thin, it's really not a good thing, or I'll help you find a mount later." ”

"No, this blood clotting horse was very pitiful at a very young age, and the boss disliked it for not being like a blood clotting horse, so he didn't sell it for a few months after buying it. ”

After Qian Yue finished speaking very seriously, Han Cong patted her forehead with a smile and said:

"Then you still buy it, it's a big deal!"

"It's very well-behaved, and it nods to me as soon as I show up. And I got a little secret from a senior sister of the Imperial Beast Sect, this blood condensation horse of mine is called the Blood Wind Horse. Once it has been refined by quality, it is a BMW. I can't bear to change it. ”

"If you don't change it, you won't change it! Then let's go and see if your blood-clotting horse will become a bloody wind horse. ”

"Wait for me. ”

"Of course it's going to Lingquan Pavilion! we're going to have enough of it tonight. ”

"I'm going to ......"

A man and a woman suddenly chased madly on the street, giggling and haggling attracted the attention of many people, but youth and vitality infected many monks. Let's ask, in the cultivation realm, how many people still have this similar good memory.

... There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Fairy Road, Proud of Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote for the flower subscription to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng.

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