Mind Cultivation Record

The auction items since then have been of all kinds, including demon soldiers lingering with demonic aura, Buddhist treasures filled with Buddha light, demon soldiers, ghost weapons...

Xiao Mian naturally doesn't care about ordinary things.

What made Xiao Mian's eyes light up was the corpse of a sixth-level demonic bird, the Black Lightning Falcon.

The Black Lightning Falcon is a sixth-level magical bird. Its combat power is not outstanding, it is only extremely fast.

Those who are lucky enough to come to this auction are almost all golden elixir monks and sixth-level magic birds. Even if they are alive, few people would like them - not to mention the dead ones. If they are dead, forget it. If they are ordinary Monster beasts can at least make elixirs, but the reason why demon birds are called demon birds is because they are infected by demonic energy and cannot make elixirs.

In fact, it's not that you can't make elixirs, but the elixirs made from them will be mixed with traces of demonic energy. If ordinary monks take them, it will be harmful instead of beneficial.

Only demon cultivators can take this demonic elixir.

But the whole world knows that all demon cultivators are in Northern Weizhou. The appearance of the corpse of the Black Lightning Falcon in Xianyang City will inevitably look nondescript and embarrassing...

It's okay for Xiao Mian to have a little devilish energy.

Back in Gui Xiao Valley, Xiao Mian couldn't become a demon even if Miyuan was incarnated with the Heavenly Demon Realm, let alone the little demonic aura of a mere sixth-order demon bird?

If he could get the corpse of the Black Lightning Falcon, Xiao Mian could refine it into his body. Strengthening his physical body would be secondary, and he could combine it with the Peng King's Secret Scroll.

It should be noted that although Xiao Mian has now comprehended the secret scroll of King Peng, the wings of the manifested golden-winged roc are illusory spiritual energy after all. If combined with the manifested physical characteristics of the "Ten Thousand Poison Curse", the wings of the Black Lightning Falcon can be used as Originally, with the spirituality of the golden-winged roc as its soul, Xiao Mian's speed would definitely double.

Because of this, Xiao Mian was determined to win the Black Lightning Falcon.

After a less fierce battle, Xiao Mian got his wish.

From beginning to end, Wang Li just looked at Xiao Mian silently. It was only after Xiao Mian got the body of the Black Lightning Falcon that he said congratulations.

Xiao Mian remained calm and completed the delivery of the spirit stones and the auction items.

After that, Xiao Mian stopped taking action.

There was an auction item among them, which Xiao Mian couldn't help but take a second look at.

They were a pair of jade tusks from the sixth-level monster, the Jade-tusked Rock Elephant. Although the Jade-tusked Rock Elephant was not unique, Xiao Mian still felt familiar when he saw the tusks.

Sure enough, immediately afterward, the two Accords of the Perfect Sect and the Seven Emotions Demonic Palace began to exert their strength.

Seeing this, Xiao Mian laughed dumbly.

Today, Xiao Mian naturally knows that what Yu Wushuang practices is the "Bingxin Jade Jue", one of the three secret scriptures of the Supreme Good Sect. In the process of practice, if he can get some high-quality jade, he can greatly benefit from it. Improve your training progress.

This is somewhat similar to Xiao Mian's "Ten Thousand Poison Curse", except that one is poison and the other is jade.

Obviously, Hua Mancheng has long known about Yu Wushuang and "Bingxin Jade Planting Technique".

It was precisely because of this that Hua Mancheng did not hesitate to turn against the spiritual monk Ben Chu in the Dragon Tiger Pond that day, and was determined to get this ivory. What he was waiting for was at this moment.

In the end, a pair of jade ivory, which was only the sixth level, was sold to a sky-high price of 500,000 yuan due to Huamancheng's malicious price increase - it should be noted that this is the price of a seventh-level spiritual material. It can be seen that Yu Wushuang attaches great importance to this ivory.

Xiao Miancai didn't bother to care about the quarrel between Hua Mancheng and Yu Wushuang.

What Xiao Mian cared about was always the seventh-level wood attribute spiritual material.

However, until the auction was about to end, Xiao Mian did not see the appearance of the so-called seventh-level wood-attributed spiritual material. Could it be that that thing was the finale?

It’s not impossible!

After all, the seventh-level top-grade spiritual material can be regarded as a spiritual material in the Nascent Soul realm. It's just that no matter how high-quality the seventh-level spiritual material is, Dingtian can only refine mid-level magic weapons. Therefore, the market value of the seventh-level top-level spiritual materials is only about 500,000 spiritual stones, but it cannot be compared with the finished mid-level magic weapon. In comparison, if the final lot of this auction is really the seventh-level wood attribute spiritual material, it can only be said to be an anticlimax!

According to common sense, the grand finale is much higher than the jackpot!

Not to mention, if that thing really becomes the grand finale, it will not be good news for Xiao Mian, it means that Xiao Mian must spend more spirit stones.

Thanks to Xiao Mian's wandering thoughts, the thing that worried him finally appeared on the auction stage first. At that moment, Xiao Mian's eyes shone brightly.

The seventh-level wood-attribute spiritual material—Wanzai Huangyang!

Huangyang, to be more precise, is a seventh-level spiritual tree.

Huangyang wood does not grow in the soil, but on the rock walls shrouded in clouds and mist of tens of millions of meters high. It uses the dripping water and rain dew in the rock crevices as nutrients, absorbs the morning glow and spits out the clouds and mist. It can be said to have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. , the spiritual wood of the aura of the sun and the moon.

What appeared at the auction site at this time was not a living Huangyang tree, but a dead Huangyang tree trunk. Even so, it was a seventh-level spiritual material.

Ten Thousand Years of Emperor Yang, the lowest price is 60,000 yuan.

Although he was determined to win, Xiao Mian did not make an offer immediately.

Seventh-level spiritual materials like Wanzai Huangyang, which can be used to refine weapons, elixirs, and puppets, are the treasures that the Golden elixir cultivators at the scene most desire.

At worst, you can get rid of it quickly even if you don't use it after taking the photo.

Just because of the existence of this group of opportunistic monks, the price of Wanzai Huangyang was quickly raised to 300,000 Yuan Zhongling.

Then, seeing that there was no more money left, they stopped.

As Xiao Mian calculated, the value of ordinary seventh-level spiritual materials is around 500,000 medium-sized spirits. The Ten Thousand Years Emperor Yang is in good condition and widely used, and should be worth 600,000 medium-sized spirits.

But even so, when Wanzai Huangyang's quotation exceeded 300,000 yuan, those speculators stopped one after another, and the remaining ones were the sincere ones.

It was only then that Xiao Mian began to take action one after another.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand souls!" As soon as Xiao Mian took action, he added fifty thousand souls, scaring away many cultivators who were watching. But obviously, not everyone was scared off by Xiao Mian. Almost at the same time as Xiao Mian made the quotation, another voice sounded: "Four hundred thousand!"

"Half a million!"

Without even thinking about it, Xiao Mian was able to win a hundred thousand souls with just one addition!

As a result, not only Wang Li looked at Xiao Mian dumbfounded, but also the voice who had added 50,000 yuan did not immediately raise the price.

Even if the monks present are all strong in the golden elixir, not everyone has the courage to win one hundred thousand souls in one addition. It should be noted that although Zhongzhou is prosperous and the monks have more assets than those of the same level in the other four states, after all, they are There is an upper limit.

After a long time, the voice from before spoke again.

"Five hundred and one hundred thousand souls!"

"Six hundred thousand!"

"..."

Six hundred thousand, this is already the market price of Wanzai Huangyang.

Generally, monks come to the auction to buy something they need. Of course, the lower the price, the better. Once the bidding price of something approaches the market price, the monks bidding will be cautious to avoid unnecessary complications.

Unless, like Xiao Mian, he is determined to win!

"This little friend! I wonder if you can show up to see me?"

While speaking, a middle-aged man appeared at the window of the Perfect Sect's Accord and looked toward the Accord where the Wang family was.

Xiao Mian originally didn't want to get into trouble, but when he saw that man, he was stunned - that middle-aged man was actually the genuine ancestor of Nascent Soul!

After thinking about it, Xiao Mian stood up.

But at this moment, Wang Li, who had been silent, signaled Xiao Mian not to open the window. After all, in such a public auction place, it would be very disadvantageous to expose one's identity, not to mention that the other party was also an ancestor of Nascent Soul, so why bother with him? Did he turn against him in person?

Xiao Mian shook his head and had his own plans.

"May I ask, senior, if you have any advice?"

"I have a soft spot for this Wan Zai Huang Yang. I wonder if I can give up my love, little friend?"

"Senior, shouldn't you tell the auction organizer this?" Without giving any face to the other party, Xiao Mian turned to the auctioneer and said: "I have heard that the Xiangfu Chamber of Commerce acts fairly. Why, could it be that in the Xiangfu Chamber of Commerce? In this world, are there people who use force to suppress others?”

"This..., be careful what you say!" The person conducting this auction is also a Nascent Soul Ancestor. Glancing at Xiao Mian, the auctioneer advised with a headache: "This is the elder of the Supreme Master, the leading spiritual farmer in Xianyang City. He has always been highly virtuous and respected. How can he be at odds with you, the little cultivator of the golden elixir?"

Obviously, the auctioneer knew the elder Ke Qing from the Supreme Good Sect.

Listening to the implication in his words, Xiao Mian also meant to give up on his own initiative.

"Senior! I have already reported my bid. I wonder how long senior will have to wait before making a judgment?" Xiao Mian pretended not to know and asked the auctioneer. But at this moment, Yu Wushuang, dressed in white, appeared next to the middle-aged man. Without looking at Xiao Mian, whose expression changed slightly, Yu Wushuang said to himself: "Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

Six hundred and fifty thousand—Six hundred and fifty thousand souls!

Xiao Mian's pupils suddenly shrank, but he didn't say anything.

From Yu Wushuang's calm eyes, Xiao Mian saw a hint of madness!

Obviously, Yu Wushuang would target herself in this way because her previous use of the Star Magnetic Divine Sword had spread to her ears and she would have recognized him!

This woman is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp!

What happened next began to exceed Xiao Mian's expectations.

As soon as Yu Wushuang reported the bid number, the window of the Accord on the other side, which was transformed into the Seven Emotions Demon Palace, opened, revealing the handsome figure of an amorous young man full of flowers.

"Seven hundred thousand souls!"

Hua Mancheng was graceful and graceful, but Xiao Mian was so angry that he was so angry.

How dare you, a pretty young man, to go against me like this?

It's just that the matter has reached this point, even if Xiao Mian wants to save something, there is nothing he can do.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

Jade Wushuang is always calm and calm, with pearls of wisdom in hand.

Hua Mancheng despised Yu Wushuang's appearance the most, but just when he wanted to increase the price again, he was interrupted by Gui Hai and pulled back from the window.

When it comes to understanding Xiao Mian, Gui Hai naturally knows him better.

What Xiao Mian did before showed that he was determined to win the Ten Thousand Years Emperor Yang, but because he exposed his identity, he was interfered by Yu Wushuang - if only Yu Wushuang competed with Xiao Mian, Xiao Mian might still be able to win. There is a slight chance of victory, but if Hua Mancheng, who is blinded by hatred, also gets involved, it will be difficult to say.

It's just that Gui Hai's movement was a beat too slow.

"Nine hundred thousand souls!"

But it was Xiao Mian who once again quoted a price that shocked everyone.

The elder Keqing of the Zhishan Sect looked at Xiao Mian with some confusion - he really couldn't understand that a middle-level golden elixir monk had to spend 900,000 souls at the risk of offending his Yuan Ying ancestor. Why bother buying this Huangyang Wood?