Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Why, you don't have enough monster meat to sell?" Han Yi asked.

"This...even if you are a martial arts master, if you eat freely, you will be full!" Zheng Xiangui laughed loudly when he heard this.

"That's all, since you don't want to go, then forget it..." He waved his hand and continued to read from the chopping board.

He originally thought that Yu Wenhuaji's aura, movements, body skills, and blood flow were far superior to ordinary warriors. He was obviously a talent that could be created, so he started to recruit him.

He, Lao Zheng, is a martial arts master at least, so if someone doesn't want to, then forget it, he won't force it.

After all, he is just a master in the blood refining stage. In this troubled world, as long as he has a large amount of monster meat resources at hand, he is really a four-legged toad, and he can catch a lot...

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In the center of the market, in front of a tall, brightly lit attic.

"Jiangyue Restaurant..."

Han Yi used the light of the red lantern to read the red lacquer writing on the plaque.

"It should be right here..."

He looked towards the door of the restaurant.

At the door of the restaurant, there was a row of warriors with swords on their waists. They were all dressed in gray and white attire, with the word 'ying' embroidered on their chests. They were all members of the Ying family.

Seeing Han Yi walking towards the gate, one of the Ying family members dressed as a steward stepped forward and clasped his fists at him: "You are here to attend my Ying family's auction?"

"Not bad." Han Yi responded calmly.

"Sir, I would like to ask if you have an invitation token for the auction. If not, you need to pay an admission fee of ten taels of silver. When the auction is over, the admission fee will be refunded." The steward said with a smile.

Han Yi took out ten taels of silver from his arms and handed it to him.

"Sir, please come inside. Just find an empty seat in the lobby on the second floor and sit down." After collecting the money, the young man in charge bowed and gave instructions.

"Okay." Han Yi paused and asked, "If I want to auction items, who should I contact?"

An auction is held every quarter in the market, called a small auction, which is a way for Yingjiabao to demonstrate its control over the place and collect resources.

Han Yilai's purpose in participating in this auction was to sell Luan Biao's martial arts secret book from the 'Blue Scale Sword' and the matching soft sword to replenish his financial consumption.

Now, he has come to Fatty Zheng to buy meat several times, and the gold tickets on his body have shrunk significantly. After spending it, he only has two gold tickets left, which is two thousand taels of silver, which is enough for him to buy again. Once the demon beast flesh.

"In the hall on the second floor, there is a supervisor responsible for all matters of the auction. Just look for him."

"Thank you." Han Yi nodded in response, followed the guidance, and walked up to the second floor.

The second floor is a hall. In the corners of the hall, there are several giant oil lamps, with dozens of wicks gathering together, and the light is bright.

"This is a bit too simple..."

After Han Yi arrived on the second floor, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

Although the name is called Auction, which sounds high-end, in fact, at first glance, it feels a bit crude.

In the hall on the second floor, there are seventy or eighty chairs arranged horizontally and vertically. Judging from the style of the chairs, they should be the chairs where diners in the restaurant used to sit. They just removed the dining table and added a few more chairs.

The stage of the auction was where the storyteller usually sat. The only difference was that after the tables and chairs were removed, a red carpet was spread on the stage.

At this time, nearly half of the people in the seventy or eighty chairs in the hall were already sitting. These people included warriors in elaborate attires and handsome young men in gorgeous clothes.

Of course, most of them wore bamboo hats and black robes all over their bodies, hiding their figures and making it impossible to tell whether they were men or women.

At this time, on the stage, a middle-aged man with a strong build and a supervisory appearance wearing a black leather hat was directing the servants to clean up the site.

Han Yi approached, said hello, raised his hands and asked, "Brother, I wonder if your auction will accept auction items."

The supervisor heard this and looked at Han Yi. Judging from his skills, demeanor and steps, he should be a strong warrior. He politely replied: "The auction items... are of course collected, but they are auctioned here, and the auction price needs to be charged. A five-point commission is still required even if the auction is unsuccessful... In addition, the auction items must be high-quality and cannot be too ordinary..."

"Do you think this is okay?" Han Yi became a little impatient and interrupted directly, handing over the green scale sword technique and the soft sword.

"This is..." The supervisor did not get angry, but turned the page of the book and glanced at it a few times.

Then, his face changed slightly: "This is the green scale sword technique of the ruthless Luan Biao who committed a heinous crime!"

Luan Biao, the 'Blue Scale Sword', is a well-known figure in Anyan City. Of course, this reputation is a bad one. This person has been on the top of the wanted list all year round, but because of his viciousness, deep scheming, and a soft handle Only if the sword is swift and cunning can one get away with it.

"So Luan Biao, is it..." The supervisor raised his head and asked tentatively.

All the martial arts and weapons that Luan Biao practiced appeared here, and his fate can be imagined.

"Then you don't have to worry about it. Can it be auctioned?" Han Yi said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, absolutely no problem!" After the supervisor knew that Luan Biao died in the hands of the person in front of him, his attitude became much more respectful, "Sir, the Jade Scale Sword Technique is a fine martial art of the Blood Refining Stage, plus a matching soft sword, I will set the starting price for you at 500 taels, how about it?"

Five hundred taels, according to Han Yi's purchasing power in his previous life, is about 500,000 RMB.

This price is considered high for a martial art of the Blood Refining Stage. The Ying family can offer such a high price, probably because of Luan Biao's reputation and this matching soft sword.

"Okay." Han Yi nodded calmly.

"Sir, please take a seat on the second floor!" The supervisor handed Han Yi a white token with a number on it, "After the auction, please use this token to withdraw the money."

Then, Han Yi followed a servant and was taken to the seat.

The elegant seats were the seats in the front row of the hall. The chairs were covered with warm yellow cushions to warm the buttocks. There was a screen between the chairs, and there was a small table next to the chairs, on which were foods such as melon seeds, nuts, and hot tea.

Han Yi found a seat by the side at random, sat down, and waited.

After drinking hot tea and cracking melon seeds, he waited for about two quarters of an hour before the auction began.

Some people came to the second floor one after another, and the chairs in the hall were finally full, with no empty seats.

Soon, the supervisor took a few servants to the stage and clasped his fists to the people in the hall and said, "I am Ying Xu, the host of this auction. I didn't expect that so many people would come to this small auction held every three months. I am here to thank you for your kindness."

As soon as he came up, he was polite for a long time.

"As for Supervisor Ying, the reputation of Yingjiabao is known to everyone. This place must be supported!"

"That's right!"

A warrior who wanted to take revenge on Yingjiabao responded immediately.

"Okay, today's first lot is..." Ying Xu stopped being polite and clapped his hands. A servant came up with a copper tray.

There was a layer of red cloth on the copper tray, and a secret book was placed on the red cloth.

"Dear guests, today's first lot is the 36-way floating light sword technique of the small Zhoutian. It can be practiced to the blood refining stage. It is said that when it is practiced to perfection, the sword is like floating light, with the effect of floating light and shadows... The starting price is one hundred and fifty taels of silver!"

Ying Xu introduced it, praising this sword technique with brilliant words and exaggerated words.

Although this is Han Yi's first time to participate in such an auction, he has never eaten pork, but he has never seen pigs run?

He knows that at an auction, no matter whether it is big or small, the first lot to appear, even if it is not the best at the auction, is at least of medium and upper quality, and is generally a fine product.

It is really good, which makes people excited at first sight, and the price cannot be set too high, so that the emotions of buyers in the venue can be mobilized and the road for the next lot can be paved.

The first lot was sold at a good price, which was a good start.

A martial arts book that can be practiced to the blood refining stage must be worth at least 100 taels of silver, and martial arts that practice weapons are obviously stronger than punches and kicks, so 150 taels of silver is really not expensive.

Therefore, the people in the hall quickly began to bid one after another.

"One hundred and sixty taels!" A man wearing a fox mask bid.

"Two hundred taels!"

"Two hundred and fifty taels!"

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In the end, this book of the 36-way floating light sword of the small Zhoutian was bought by an old man wearing a black gold and silver jacket. It seems that he probably took it back home to fill the family inheritance.

Then, Ying Xu struck while the iron was hot and took out several more items in succession, including armor, hidden weapons, poisons, and swords.

Perhaps they were all affected by the news of the fight, and the bidders were still hot.

But seeing Han Yi, he yawned repeatedly. Indeed, there was basically nothing that could help martial artists at this small auction.

He sat here purely to broaden his horizons.

So, he began to observe the surrounding environment, since he was free anyway.

On his right was the old man who bought the 36-movement floating light sword technique of the small Zhoutian. Although there was a screen between them, he could vaguely see that the old man was glowing and talking to the people around him.

On his left was a thin young man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks, very short in stature. He had two black leather bags tied around his waist, which were bulging and no one knew what was in them.

This thin young man just sat here, not talking, and didn't buy anything. Han Yi always felt that he was secretly observing something.

"Next... is a famous martial arts..."

On the stage, Ying Xu paused and kept it a secret.

Then, he raised his voice: "The Jade Scale Sword Technique, plus the matching sword for training, the starting price is five hundred taels of silver!"

"The Jade Scale Sword? Is it that person's Jade Scale Sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the audience asked.

"Yes, this is the 'Jade Scale Sword' Luan Biao's major martial arts. Its power is like water, ripples with the tide, like a dragon in the sword!"

Ying Xu directly boasted to the sky.

Han Yi was even more speechless. This Jade Scale Sword is a sword technique that combines the toxicity and the flexible sword's arbitrary extension and contraction characteristics to achieve an unexpected entanglement. If you say it is like a venomous snake, that's fine. Saying it is like a dragon... that's too much of a lie.

But after Ying Xu finished speaking, the people in the hall were like beans that exploded, and they all started to talk about it.

"'Green Scale Sword Technique'? Isn't this the martial arts that Luan Biao is famous for?"

"I heard that this guy disappeared and hid after massacring 28 people in Leshou Villa. Why did he show up? Is he short of money and selling the secret book?"

"Selling nothing! He must have been ripped off!"

Luan Biao is a relatively famous martial artist below the rank of martial artist. Of course, he is notorious.

"Five hundred and twenty taels of silver. This sword technique has a bad reputation. I, Wang, will take it down and save everyone from disaster."

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Although everyone curses him, they are still quite covetous of the sword technique that this person used to create such a big name, and they all opened their wallets to compete for it.

"Get lost, I came here first, five hundred and fifty taels!"

"Six hundred taels!"

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And the thin young man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks on Han Yi's left also brightened his eyes after hearing about the 'Green Scale Sword' Luan Biao, and his expression was excited and happy.

"Eight hundred taels!"

At this time, the old man wearing a golden ingot jacket on Han Yi's right side made another move and directly raised the price by two hundred taels.

The hall was instantly quiet.

Although the Bi Lin sword technique, plus the matching soft sword, is somewhat famous, it is only worth about six hundred taels, that's the most. Now the price... is a bit too expensive, so no one bids anymore.

After hearing the price, Han Yi's face was also happy. It's still a big fat sheep, no, there are many rich people!

This eight hundred taels of silver can almost buy ten kilograms of meat from Zheng Pangzi. If you save some money and eat it sparingly, it can be used as food for three to five days.

He glanced at the old man on the other side of the screen, and felt that the golden ingot embroidered on the old man's black jacket was particularly tempting.

Money, seemingly unimportant, can make a hero fall for a penny!

Looking at this old man, his strength is not that good, but he has so many gold and silver treasures on him. If he takes action...

No, no!

Han Yi quickly gathered his thoughts and shook his head. He was not the kind of person who killed and robbed indiscriminately.

If he did this, what would be the difference between him and Luan Biao, the Green Scale Sword, who was killed by him?

As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, you will get your feet wet. If he indulges in this way of making quick money, sooner or later, he will be like Luan Biao and capsize in the gutter.

He pondered for a while, and his eyes accidentally swept to the left, but found that the young man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks got up and left at some point.

This is normal. The auction has basically completed most of the process. The rest is nothing more than auctioning some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, rare treasures and the like. After all, there are many rich young men and young masters here, and they are most interested in such strange things.