While Qin Feng was pondering, a slightly sloppy child, but with a sense of cleverness, suddenly greeted him, bowed down and said, "Venerable cultivator, is there any place where I can serve you?" If you want to know the news about this city, I think I can help you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Oh, is it?" I was looking for someone to ask for directions, but it was just the right time. Qin Feng asked tentatively, "Tell me everything you know about the Fallen Giants, right?"

"What?" The childish face suddenly showed a look of horror, and he lost his voice: "Are you a giant stalker?" In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly covered his mouth: "I didn't hear anything, I didn't know anything." As he spoke, he turned around and was about to flee.

As soon as he pulled the child, Qin Feng couldn't help but tease for a while: "I'm not a giant stalker. Although it is true that a few hunters have been killed. After that, he suddenly asked seriously: "Don't be afraid, I won't get you into trouble." I'm just looking for something, and that thing is on some fallen giant. If your answers satisfy me, these are all yours. "Throwing it in his hand, it was more than ten spirit stones.

"Goo. The child couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his eyes could no longer take his eyes off the shining spirit stones, and he only felt his throat say, "Venerable cultivator, I don't know what you are talking about. As far as I know, in the auction house of the fortress, as long as there are enough spirit stones, there is nothing that cannot be bought. Even if you don't, if the bounty is enough, someone will offer it for you. ”

Qin Feng snorted: "What do you know." What I want is a strange thing of the day, the Spirit Grass, which you think can be found at the auction house?"

However, in an instant, the child retorted and replied, "Soul Grass, uh, that cultivator, it seems that I really saw this thing under the plaque of the auction house. ”

"What?" Qin Feng was stunned, grabbed the child's hand, and urged, "Bring it over and have a look." ”

The child's face suddenly turned into a cold sweat, "Ah, my hand is about to break." ”

Turn a few streets and a magnificent domed building stands in front of you. In an empty space in front of the hall, an illusory projection of witchcraft marks the grand finale of the grand auction that will take place after March. It's just that what made Qin Feng frown was that the finale was not marked with the reserve price of the spirit stone, and the auctioneer seemed to prefer barter......

Throwing the spirit stone in his hand to the child who was in a hurry, Qin Feng snorted, "Okay, you can go." ”

The child hurriedly thanked him happily: "Thank you, Xiu ......" The figure stopped abruptly, and Qin Feng's figure disappeared in an instant like a gust of wind.

For the next three months, Qin Feng was planning for this auction, and all the necessary things in the Qiankun bag were disposed of cheaply. After that, he closed himself in an inn, almost in retreat, while waiting for the auction to open.

......

The waiting day finally came, and Qin Feng entered the auction hall early. I wanted to find a VIP room to sit down, but I found that the auction hall was actually a circular arena similar to the Colosseum, and the abbot's platform was in the middle. It was worth reluctantly finding a close place to sit down under the guidance of the attendant.

Half an hour later, the entire venue was almost full. Only then did Qin Feng know that today's auction was the grandest of the year.

Then an old man with black hair and a pale face came to the stage in a plain robe: "Fellow travelers, welcome to the Dark Council auction. The old man is the same as Cang, so I won't introduce it here. Let's get straight to the point. "Straight to the point, one look. So let the beautiful maids bring a piece of treasure that can be called a treasure to explain the auction.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the auction was ignited. Every witch cultivator and demon cultivator are vying for every treasure, pushing the auction to a climax.

Only Qin Feng sat silently, as if he was increasing his knowledge. It's not just to use weights on the Spirit Grass. There is no shortage of treasures in the heart, but all of them are used by demon cultivators. If you use it for yourself, not only will you not be able to fully exert your power, but you will even be devoured by magic weapons. In the end, I had to give up.

Dozens of rounds later, a maid brought a spiritual object placed in a potted plant.

Qin Feng glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly became cold: "Transform Spirit Grass." At the same time, there was a lot of noise in the field. Most of the monks and witches present are in the realm of foundation building and shaman, and what this thing means is self-evident.

Tong Cang looked around and was very satisfied with this scene. Stroking his long beard, he smiled and said, "Hehe, I think there are many monks here here for this thing." However, the old man has to say that this item has been placed in the auction three times, but it has never been auctioned. I hope I can meet someone today. ”

Before he finished speaking, a person got up a little recklessly and said in a hurry: "Senior Tongcang, please speak directly." What is the reserve price of this thing today? I'm bound to win today!"

Qin Feng followed the prestige, but he was an old man with a bright head. It is also the same as himself, building a foundation. However, his face was dark, and it was obvious that he had not broken through the shackles of the knot pill even after refining the magic stone. I'm afraid that I have already regarded this spirit grass as the last straw in my heart.

Didn't care that this person was rude. Tong Cang had some impression in his heart that this person had appeared at the auction for the fourth time, and he had never failed. Without speaking, Tong Cang silently raised his hand and made a gesture of eight.

For a while, the whole venue booed. Qin Feng also secretly estimated the price in his heart: "Eight hundred thousand spirit stones, although this price is slightly expensive, it is not outrageous. Probably more than a million spirit stones can be photographed, right? It's really not good, it should be okay to exchange some treasures for spirit stones on the spot, right?"

Tong Cang's hoarse voice sounded again: "Eight million spirit stones start!"

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but shout: "What! This looks like the owner has no sincere intention to auction it, right?"

Qin Feng also nodded in agreement, even if it is an immortal medicine that can be eaten to form a pill, this price is too outrageous. Even the weaker sects can't take it. If you buy the life of a monk, it will be more than enough.

Sneering, scolding, it took a while for the auction hall to be quiet. Tong Cang also helplessly spread his hands: "Indeed, the old man also said to the person that this price is too outrageous." However, the wielder was a Fallen Giant, and it had always wanted to have a physical body, which required a large amount of spirit stones. Therefore, the price of this spirit grass, it has always refused to let go. However, if any Taoist friend has a treasure related to reshaping the body, he can exchange it. ”

"I have rotten bones......

"Scattered ......"

But even so, there were many monks who came up with some strange things. However, the main owner did not appear. Tong Cang glanced at it, and said with no interest: "The grade is too low." Although these things are also relatively rare, they are just found in the search for demon caves and ordinary monsters. ”

After a while, the most excited old monk offered a grade of demon blood and only waited for Tong Cang to shake his head. Seeing that it was not cheap, although his eyes were red, no cultivator offered any more treasures.

Unsurprisingly, Tong Cang shook his head and said, "Is there no one? It seems that this time Hua Lingcao can only be auctioned." ”

Seeing that the time was almost up, Qin Feng got up to stop: "Wait." Please Tongcang seniors to see if this thing in my hand can get into my eyes?" As he spoke, he took out a beating heart from his Qiankun bag and handed it to the maid who came over after hearing the sound.

This was the demon heart that Qin Feng had taken from under Feng Dao's body. There is mystery everywhere, and there is an evil power that is pregnant, but I know that this thing is extraordinary, so I have been collecting it, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Tong Cang, who claimed to be well-informed, looked at this demon heart for a while and was a little puzzled: "What is this? Under the corrupt demonic qi, there is such an exquisite life force at the same time." Uh, the old man really wants to see the refiner of this treasure......" muttered to himself, even forgetting where he was at the moment.

Waiting for the maid to be carefully reminded, with an annoyed look, then suddenly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The old man is such a hobby, and when he sees treasures, he is unconsciously fascinated. ”

"It doesn't matter. Qin Feng waved his hand and said, "Then with the predecessors of Cang, the fallen giant can be eye-catching with this thing?"

"If it's this thing...... Tong Cang's voice hesitated a little, as if he was using the sound transmission technique with someone. After a while, Tong Cang made a gesture to please move, and replied briskly: "Naturally." However, for specific matters, please discuss with you face-to-face. ”

After that, a maid stood in front of Qin Feng respectfully. Qin Feng simply confronted Tong Cang, and he didn't care about what to auction next, so he followed the maid's guidance and walked in a corridor.

The hall was unusually large and simple, but it was quite in line with the style of the stone giant. As soon as Qin Fengfang stepped into it, a dull low roar came: "Oh, you're here, show me your demon heart?"

Qin Feng tossed the demon heart in his hand and asked rhetorically, "What about Hua Lingcao?" It was not that he was stingy, but he just wanted to show some strength in the negotiation.

The black giant, who was more than six meters tall, walked over in one step, and handed over a thick stone palm, which was holding a green spirit grass, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "Take it and see it." ”

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Qin Feng pretended to take it casually, but he was looking at it carefully. The spirit grass in this hand is really the same as the one described by the bone pattern. Divine consciousness is immersed, and it really contains an extremely refined spiritual power, if it is refined into an elixir and taken, it can really increase the possibility of success in the pill!

Like a play, Qin Feng pretended to be entangled, and finally said: "Woo, yes, this thing is the same as the rumored one, and it can barely get into the eye." ”

Then, the Fallen Giant snorted, "This demon heart is probably suitable for me." It's a pity that its power is not pure, it seems to have been used, right?" Although the tone was a little regretful, Qin Feng could clearly see the hesitation in its expression. Sure enough, these stone people are too simple compared to humans, and they are always easy to express their thoughts easily.

Qin Feng nodded happily and admitted, "Yes." He told the Fallen Giants a little bit about the process, explaining with demagogy: "That's right. I know that demonic cultivator, but he's a foundation-building monk like me. In just a few years, he turned into a monk who became a monk. In the end, he died under the Taoist art and was wiped out, and only this demon heart was buried in the ashes. ”

The Fallen Giant looked stunned, as if believing Qin Feng's words, and muttered, "That's it." In this way, it is really possible to help me recast my flesh. ”

Qin Feng stood aside without interjecting, waiting for the Fallen Giant to make a decision on his own. At this time, if you speak rashly, it may have the opposite effect.

After a short and anxious wait for it to finally pass, the Fallen Giant said in a dull voice, "Yes, but you still have to add some spirit stones as a gift." ”