Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

The other monks didn't know what Fang Yang was thinking, and they had already started fighting crazily.

Enlightenment tea tree is something that can help people realize enlightenment. Any Da Luo Jinxian would want this kind of treasure.

"Twelve acres of meritorious energy!"

"Thirteen acres!"

"Seventeen acres!"

This group of Daluo Golden Immortals are all Daluo Golden Immortals from ancient times. Over the long years, they have formed their own forces.

Although the northern part of the prehistoric era is full of barren mountains and rivers, it is the barren mountains and rivers that make it easier to earn merit.

A brave and skilled military general, if he had been born in a peaceful and prosperous era, with his horses loose in Nanshan and his swords and guns stored in the treasury, he would have had no chance to make achievements.

On the contrary, if he was born in troubled times, he could seek refuge with the Ming Lord, and then kill enemies and make meritorious deeds along the way, constantly accumulating merit.

Don't think that no one is willing to come to the northern part of the wilderness because of the harsh environment. Those who are unwilling to come are those with low cultivation and no ability to protect themselves. Those with advanced cultivation, Taiyi Golden Immortal and Daluo Golden Immortal, like the northern part of the primitive wilderness the most.

If you govern an area at will, you will gain merit after thousands of years.

Prices skyrocketed.

In a short period of time, the price of Enlightenment Tea has risen to the level of one hundred acres of merit energy.

You know, when Fang Yang's merit is at its peak, it is only one hundred acres.

Soon, the Enlightenment Tea Tree was bought for two hundred acres of merit energy. This amount was obviously unaffordable for Fang Yang.

Next, Wu Xian calmly took out some precious treasures.

There are the seeds of the great path left by the quasi-sage, the acquired treasures left by the three innate tribes, and the remains of ancient divine beasts.

These things are all top-notch treasures in the world, treasures that even Da Luo Jinxian is flocking to.

Of course, the more precious something is, the higher the price will be. Fang Yang discovered that he couldn't even take a photo of a treasure.

However, even if he couldn't capture any treasures on this trip, it would still improve his horizons.

The great powers above Daluo all use merit and luck as items of trade. This point is far from being comparable to the existence under Da Luo.

At this time, a mental wave came into Fang Yang's mind.

"Fellow Taoist, don't you take pictures of some treasures?"

At this moment, what Fang Yang fears most is that someone will ask this question.

When he first entered Panhuang Tower, he once boasted that he wanted to buy an innate spiritual treasure. But now, he can't even afford an Enlightenment tea tree.

He was like He Bo who had just seen the sea and could only sigh, "I often laugh in a generous house."

"No! You Taoists are strong, but I am unable to compete with other Taoists."

Hou Shan said, "Fellow Taoist Fang Yang is overly worried. Fellow Taoist is pregnant with Hou Tu Ling and is a distinguished guest of our Wu Clan. If you want to auction anything, just ask. All expenses will be reimbursed by our Wu Clan."

Houshan's words surprised Fang Yang.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely hit the snake and follow the stick, bid like crazy, and pocket all the treasures.

However, Fang Yang would not do this.

He never talks about martial ethics when dealing with enemies, but he still understands the most basic principle of repaying kindness.

The Witch Clan has given him enough help, and if he goes further, he will never be able to repay the favor.

"We are talking about business. The treasures of nobles are neither brought by strong winds nor by strong currents. I cannot take advantage of this."

After Fang Yang responded, he stopped talking.

At this moment, a burst of Sanskrit sound filled the void, and a golden seed fell from the sky and slowly floated to the ring.

"Bodhi seed, the seed of the best innate spiritual root bodhi tree. Back then, after Tuzu witchcrafted reincarnation, the saint Zhunti sent him a congratulatory gift. Needless to say how precious this bodhi tree seed is, the starting price is three hundred Mother’s meritorious deeds!”

With a smile on his face, Wu Xian introduced this treasure in the most solemn tone.

"The seeds of the bodhi tree are the treasures of the saint!"

"Treasure, rare treasure! No one can get it except the saint."

"If anyone can photograph the bodhi seed and plant a bodhi tree, it is very likely that in the future, he will have a treasure as powerful as the Seven Treasures Tree."

"Nine hundred acres, I will give you nine hundred acres! I am determined to get this bodhi seed!"

"Nine hundred acres is nothing. It's just a drizzle. I'll give you a thousand acres!"

While other monks were rushing to grab it, Fang Yang also became thirsty.

Bodhisattva, he wants it too!

As other monks have discussed, Bodhi seeds have a price but no market! Only Sage Chunti has Bodhi Seeds. He has only one copy, but they still don't sell them.

One can imagine how precious this bodhi seed is.

In Fang Yang's eyes, this bodhi seed is his hope to arrange the innate positive and negative five elements array in his natal world. In this way, the value is even higher!

"A thousand miles of luck!"

A loud voice sounded in the auction house, attracting all the monks to look sideways. All the monks looked at the speaker in surprise.

They didn't expect that before the innate spiritual treasure was auctioned, someone would use their luck to bid for it.

Merit is hard to earn, and luck is even harder to obtain.

Before you become enlightened, you can have no merit, but you cannot have no luck.

Wu Xian's face showed a look of shock: "Fellow Taoist, are you sure you want to use your luck to auction a Bodhi seed?"

The average innate divine luck is ninety thousand miles, and Fang Yang's thousand-mile fortune already accounts for one-ninth of the total number of innate divine luck.

This number is quite impressive.

If the merit is used up, it doesn’t matter. You can still practice normally without any merit.

However, if a person has no luck, he will not survive.

Fang Yang raised his hands to the monks one by one and said, "I want to practice a magical power, but I lack the innate five elements spiritual root. This Bodhi Seed is of vital importance to me."

When the monks heard this reason, they understood it instantly.

Wu Xian nodded and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, please think clearly. After this scene is finished, the auction of the innate spiritual treasures will begin."

"Senior, don't worry, I've thought about it very clearly."

Seeing Fang Yang's insistence, Wu Xian couldn't say anything, so he could only let Fang Yang's bidding take effect.

When Hou Shan saw this, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't.

Daluo Jinxian all have their own dignity. Since Fang Yang has made this decision, he must respect it.

Seeing that Fang Yang had even put his luck up for bid, the other monks had no choice but to secretly curse Fang Yang for being a ruthless person.

They also want to auction innate spiritual treasures, and luck cannot be consumed here.

A person's luck can only be used at most one-tenth. If it is consumed too much, it will affect the path.

After Fang Yang walked to the square, Wu Xian handed Fang Yang a contract.

"Please witness the Great God Pangu. We voluntarily entered into a transaction, handing over the Bodhi Seed in one hand and the luck of thousands of miles in the other hand. Once this contract comes into effect, you cannot go back on it, otherwise you will be punished by the ninety-nine and eighty-one Daodu Heavenly God's Thunder."

Fang Yang knew it was the Pangu Contract as soon as he saw it.

He didn't hesitate, signed the contract, and got the Bodhi seed as he wished.

I'm in the car and can't write anymore, sorry.