I just planted a demon on the saint, how can I become a villain?

I saw a young girl carrying a cage, stepping up to the stage gracefully.

A chicken with shiny black hair and skin from head to toe stood shivering in the cage, with two small eyes showing a look of fear.

Before the old man started to introduce, the monks in the audience had already started talking in low voices.

"What kind of rare species is this, how can it grow so black."

"I've never heard of it, but to be able to enter the Black Tower of Wanbao Pavilion for auction, this chicken must have something extraordinary."

"Judging from the name alone, could it be that this is a dancing chicken?"

"You look so ugly, you can't look good when you dance..."

The old man listened to the whispered discussions of the crowd, and smiled faintly:

"Presumably many monks have never seen this kind of blackened chicken. This is normal, because this is an extremely rare spiritual chicken from the extreme north."

"This kind of spiritual chicken can dance and sing, the meat is firm and tender, and it tastes delicious. More importantly, it is born with shortcuts, so it is called Qiankun chicken."

"It is an extremely delicious delicacy in the extreme north. After eating it, it is very helpful for monks to listen to the Dao."

"If you don't want to eat it, you can keep it to lay eggs. Its eggs also have magical effects, which can help mortals enlighten their spiritual wisdom and even increase their lifespan."

The old man's introduction made everyone's eyes light up.

However, some monks asked doubtfully, "How can a chicken lay eggs?"

Mr. Li smiled faintly: "This is the magic of this kind of chicken. This kind of spiritual chicken does not distinguish between male and female, and it can lay eggs by itself without mating."

Speaking of this, the soul chicken also seemed to sense the danger, and hit the cage with its shoulder.

It's a pity that this cage is made of special materials, it is extremely hard, and it is also reinforced by formations.

"It turns out that there are such miraculous spiritual chickens in the world. It's really a long experience. As expected of Wanbao Pavilion, such rare things can be obtained."

"Old Li, what is the price of this spiritual chicken?"

The monks in the audience asked impatiently.

If you can listen to the sound of the Dao after eating, then this is no less than a chance to gain enlightenment.

Maybe they can use this to break through the current realm and see a higher level. This is definitely a great opportunity that can only be met but not sought after.

Mr. Li stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Because this kind of soul chicken is extremely rare and is about to become extinct in the extreme north, the price will be slightly more expensive."

"At the same time, it must be emphasized that there is only a chance to listen to the voice of the Great Dao, not [-]%."

He said all the good and bad things in advance, so that even if others didn't like it after buying it back, there was no reason to look for Wanbao Pavilion again.

"The base price is 80 low-grade spirit stones. Every time the price increases, it must not be less than [-] low-grade spirit stones."

After Li Lao's voice fell, the audience immediately began to increase the price.

"I'll pay 100 million!"

"130 million!"

"........."

The audience is in full swing.

In the box, Mu Qingyin looked at Qin Mu and said softly, "Brother Qin, do we want to take a picture?"

There were still those four girls behind him, so naturally they couldn't call their master such a shocking title. They were not like Jiang Xian'er, they belonged to their own people.

Qin Mu pondered slightly: "Let's see how the price is. If it's too high, we don't want it. With our talent, we don't need to listen to the voice of the Great Dao."

Mu Qingyin smiled lightly and nodded: "Okay."

At this time, the price has reached 200 million low-grade spirit stones.

At this time, there are not many who are still raising prices, and the middle-aged monks who had previously called for prices have stopped calling for prices.

It's just that there is a chance to listen to the Voice of the Great Dao... This phrase is ambiguous, making it difficult to figure out.After careful consideration, these old foxes chose to give up.

Only some young monks were still bidding with enthusiasm.

One of them is Yi Haoran.

His talent is considered excellent in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, but looking at the entire Central Province, it is not too outstanding.

Now there is an opportunity to listen to the voice of the Great Dao, so how can he let it go.

Although it is only a chance, what if the man of destiny is him?

Once his talent is improved, he may be able to plan for the position of the Holy Master after he becomes the Holy Son in the future.

Thinking of this, Yi Haoran's heart became hot.

He must take this chicken today!

"230 million!"

Yi Haoran stood up and shouted.

Looking around, sure enough, no one continued to increase the price.

Yi Haoran showed a confident smile on his face.

Steady!

"240 million!"

At this time, a young male cultivator sitting beside Yi Haoran gritted his teeth and called out a price again.

Obviously, he also holds the idea that he is the Son of Destiny.

Yi Haoran frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still shouted:

"250 million!"

Seeing that the young monk seemed to want to continue to bid, Yi Haoran whispered:

"Brother, I am Yi Haoran from the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, why don't you give me 250 million, just treat it as a friend..."

Naturally, the spirit stones he brought were more than these, but if he could save a little, he would save a little, and there would be more good things in the future. If there were not enough spirit stones by then, he would miss it.

However, this kind of behavior is obviously not allowed in the auction house. Mr. Li glanced at it sharply, and Yi Haoran suddenly didn't dare to continue talking.

The young monk looked at Yi Haoran, frowning, as if thinking.

In the end, he nodded helplessly and stopped bidding.

Yi Haoran was overjoyed.

Mr. Li's gaze became sharper. This kind of behavior is completely damaging the interests of the auction house.

On the third floor, a handsome man with a very handsome appearance was also watching this scene, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"This person named Yi Haoran, including the family behind him, will be blocked forever from now on, and they will not be allowed to enter Wanbao Pavilion."

The man's thin lips were slightly lifted, his voice was clear, and he ordered lightly.

Behind him, a stunning woman bowed profusely, and responded crisply: "Yes, Young Pavilion Master."

auction house,

Just when Yi Haoran was secretly happy, thinking that he was really stable this time.

In a VIP box, a playful magnetic voice came out.

"250 million low-grade spirit stones."

Yi Haoran frowned, and turned to look at the box behind him.

He found out that the source of this voice was the box that he thought was familiar with the female voice before.

Yi Haoran breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that she shouldn't be the holy woman he guessed. After all, with the cold personality of the holy woman, how could she share the same box with the man?

Besides, the saint didn't come this time!

After Yi Haoran relaxed his mind, he became angry. The other party only increased the price by [-], obviously deliberately teasing him!

"260 million!"

Yi Haoran gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

The magnetic voice continued unhurriedly, and continued:

"260."

Yi Haoran was suddenly furious, the other party made it clear that he wanted to fight him!

inside the box,

Qin Mu put his legs on Jiang Xian'er's, and his head rested on Mu Qingyin's soft and smooth thighs. The two gorgeous fairies, one gently pinched the legs, and the other gently pressed the head.

Qin Mu had a playful smile on his lips, and said, "So this guy is Yi Haoran, see if I don't play you to death."