The green flame grass is not as hot as imagined, but with a hint of coolness and warmth.

On the pale cyan leaves, the cyan fireworks, like a dancing melody, fill the palm.

Zhang Yan could feel the comfortable breath coming from the palm of his hand.

Zhang Yan, who was in a good mood, carefully put away the green flame grass and watched the last remaining monks come to the stage to exchange treasures.

And on this trip, he can be regarded as getting what he wants, and he has no heart to pay attention to the treasures that appear.

If you want to say a magic treasure, he is already a powerful storage body that is stronger than a spiritual treasure.

As for the elixir to improve cultivation, it is useless.

"Is there any treasure you fancie?"

Zhang Yan, who was satisfied, glanced back at Xiaomei, whose beautiful eyes were shining, and asked casually.

"Ah......h

Xiaomei was obviously stunned by Zhang Yan's sudden words, and it took a while to come back to her senses and say: "The treasures that appear above, any one of them, is a priceless treasure for Xiaomei. But even if Xiaomei gets it, with my cultivation, it's useless!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yan also nodded, but then said: "If you are willing to follow Zhang, if you want to cultivate to the Jindan stage, there is still hope......"

"Really?"

Xiaomei's two beautiful eyes waited for the boss, excited, expectant, unbelievable and other looks, all appeared from the two eyes, but then her face gloomed, she thought that waiting for the auction to go out, it must be indispensable for others to target, for the sinister world of cultivating immortals, she is quite understanding, especially the sand demon who has stared at them, and then said: "Senior, Xiaomei's own qualifications are clear, can leave here, and then live an ordinary life, Xiaomei is satisfied." ”

The girl's words, Zhang Yan couldn't help but shake her head, and didn't say anything more, as for how the other party chooses, she can only wait until the end of the auction to see.

However, just when Zhang Yan was not interested in the treasures on the stage, the excited roar of the old monster appeared in his knowledge of the sea again.

"Boy, quick, get that pair of mud in your hands! Don't let anyone else snatch it, not to mention the ancient umbrella in your hand, use it for other treasures, or give it to the old man, you have to get it for everything......"

For the old monster's loud roar, Zhang Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes back, but then his eyes still fell on the auction table.

On the stage at this time is a crystal bottle that has always been transparent, short and oval, wine belly-shaped, but the whole body is shining with brilliance.

However, Zhang Yan's gaze fell directly on the pile of gray mud as thin as yellow mud in the bottle.

After looking at the old man for a long time, he couldn't see any clues.

The monks present were also puzzled.

With such a pile of mud in such a valuable bottle, everyone looked at each other.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Looking at the pile of mud, many people questioned it.

"Hehe, to be honest, the old man doesn't know what this thing is. However, this pile of things that seem to be muddy has appeared under the 10,000-year-old ice, and when the old man found it, it was in such a state, muddy and soft, I couldn't tell what it was!"

Standing on the stage was a middle-aged man in a gray Confucian shirt, looking at the bottle in front of him at this time, he also frowned, and then looked around at everyone and said, "I wonder if Daoist friends recognize this thing?"

Hearing this, the monks present were all interested, and they all leaned out their senses to check the things on the platform, but after half a pillar of incense, everyone shook their heads.

Even Qiu Qianling, who had read countless treasures on the side, sighed and shook his head, and said, "I didn't expect that such treasures that Qiu Mou had never seen or heard of appeared today......

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man in the gray Confucian shirt couldn't help but show a look of disappointment, and then said: "This thing was found under the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, and it is not an ordinary treasure if it is not thought to be, so it is better for everyone to take out the treasures that they feel can be counterpaid, and exchange them for them." ”

It's just that the monks present can't make up their minds one by one, after all, they don't know this thing, and there is no way to estimate its value.

"Senior, what kind of treasure is that?"

When Zhang Yan was about to make a move, he couldn't help but ask secretly.

"Mend the heavens and make up the mud! boy, don't rub it off, just take out a few pieces of battle crystals in exchange, this thing is rare in heaven and earth, priceless treasure!"

The old monster looked at Zhang Yan and asked, a little impatient, and urged again and again.

Zhang Yan also heard the preciousness of this thing, and without hesitation, he said decisively: "This thing is going to be asked for later." I wonder if you're interested in this thing?"

As he spoke, there were already two more battle crystals in his hand, which were almost the size of a fist.

As soon as the two battle crystals came out, the first thing he looked at was the Spirit Emperor, who was deeply impressed by this mysterious crystal, but he couldn't recognize it, and he almost lost his life because of it, destroying the Seven Killing Towers.

At this time, all the monks in the hall also looked over.

It's just that the vitality fluctuations coming from these two battle crystals are too strong, and many old monsters, their originally cloudy eyes can't help but burst into light and stare at them.

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt on the stage, his eyes like stars also brightened suddenly.

Although he couldn't recognize the two battle crystals, with the storage of his Yuan Infant cultivation, he sensed in the blink of an eye a fluctuation of vitality that was much stronger than the best spirit stones coming from the two battle crystals.

"I am willing to do it!"

After staring at the two battle crystals for a long time, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt suddenly came back to his senses and agreed very neatly.

"What is the origin of this kid, why do you have so many treasures......"

Many monks muttered in secret.

At the same time, the excitement in the eyes of those monks who were staring at Zhang Yan became even stronger.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, what are these two things? Moreover, seeing that Daoyou so simply exchanged for the pile of mud in the bottle, I think I can recognize what kind of treasure it is, right?"

Qiu Qianling took a thousand steps at this time, and asked with a slight fist in front of Zhang Yan.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt who exchanged the Heaven Replenishment Clay for the war crystal, his eyes also fell on Zhang Yan at this time.

Naturally, the other monks also looked at each other.

"It seems that there is no rule in your land to recognize treasures, so you must say it, right?"

Zhang Yan glanced at Qiu Qianling, asked rhetorically, and then looked at the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt, and said: "As for these two spars, they are a more precious cultivation spirit stone, which has a greater effect than the best spirit stone, if Daoyou wants to break through the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, these two things are enough for you to break through!"

Qiu Qianling was a little disappointed by these words, but he was not reluctant, and after taking a deep look at Zhang Yan, he could only give up.

It was the man in the Confucian shirt, and the surprise on his face was difficult to hide.

Breaking through the middle stage of the Yuan Infant means that the cultivation has been further improved, and the longevity has also increased again, which is the existence that all monks crave, and then the precious treasures, in comparison, are also things outside the body.

And after getting the Heaven Replenishing Mysterious Mud, Zhang Yan didn't make any more moves, and the treasures behind him were almost commonplace.

Half an hour later.

The underground auction has finally come to an end.

However, Zhang Yan didn't leave in a hurry, and after everyone was almost gone, he ignored the worried look on Xiaomei's face, and walked out of the auction hall.

After seeing the Spirit Emperor and the others, Zhang Yan rejected the plan to leave with a few people, but took the girl into the teleportation array alone and went out of the underground auction.

"Lingdaoyou, are you relieved that he will go back to Hundred Flowers City alone?"

On the edge of the exit of the auction, Lu Xiangyun said with a frown.

Fan Changlong on the side was also puzzled.

"Hmph, in this venue, there are more than a dozen old monsters staring at him, many of them have already gone outside to ambush, and there are people following behind, especially the Sand Demon Heaven, who must have informed the good hand of Fengsha Mountain, since he is looking for death, let them go out by themselves!"

Ding Mojing looked at the many people who came out of the venue and hurriedly followed Zhang Yan, and said coldly.

"Hehe, a few Taoist friends, it's too early to say who is looking for death! It's better like this, if a few Taoist friends are interested, how about we go to see a good show?"

The Spirit Emperor looked at the worried and puzzled looks of several people, still shaking the folding fan leisurely, and said with a chuckle.

"Oh, let's go over and see, if he's in any danger, I'll just take action!"

Lu Xiangyun agreed.

Subsequently, several people followed the Spirit Emperor and left the underground auction in a hurry.

At the same time, they didn't know that at this moment, in a certain secret room of the underground auction, Qiu Qianling was standing in front of a black-robed man.

The black-robed man was covered with a trace of black cold aura, like a thick mist lingering, and he couldn't see his figure or face clearly.

And if other people saw Qiu Qianling in the late stage of the dignified Yuan Infant, they would be shocked to be so respectful to this black-robed man.

"Can you see where the boy came from?"

The black-robed man's voice was slightly hoarse, and it spread slowly in the dark secret room, which was full of cold and gloomy darkness.

"Back to the hall master, the subordinates can't see it. However, this young man seems to have a close relationship with the Spirit Emperor of the Seven Killing Towers, Fan Changlong of the Fan family, and the people of the Lu family, and this person does not seem to be from the Southern Regions, and it is likely that he is from other domains......"

Qiu Qianling seemed to be startled by the hoarse voice of the black-robed man, his body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly replied: "Moreover, one thing is very strange, the subordinates can't see the depth of this person. However, the bone age of this person is less than ...... in his twenties at most."

"I ...... Such a talent is rare! In this way, if you follow and take a look, I don't know how many Yuanying Monks are eyeing him, if you can make a move, you will secretly help!"

The black-robed man pondered slightly for a long time before he seemed to have made a decision.

Hearing this, Qiu Qianling was obviously stunned.

"This young man is not simple! If he can grow up, he must be a saint lord-level character! Our black spirit, who has been suppressed by the Ling family for a hundred years, is now facing the threat of the temple, if we can't absorb fresh blood and have enough juniors to support the scene, we will be ......worried."

As if seeing Qiu Qianling's expression, the black-robed man sighed slowly, shook his head and said.

Qiu Qianling was suddenly stunned, hurriedly clenched his fists, and left in a hurry.