Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In the shadows, the little sword was eagerly devouring the other two magic weapons, while Fang Chen was holding the body clock in his hand, playing with it and checking it.

"Just refining a magic weapon of this level may take dozens of days."

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

He planned to stay in the shadows for the next few days. This would be the safest way and would not cause other trouble.

When the demon-suppressing piece is in hand, let the little sword devour it to see if it can be promoted to the third level.

If it cannot be promoted and lacks some heat, you can only feed it the body clock.

This time he spent eleven thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and he still had nearly eighteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones on hand.

It's enough to use it to auction the Demon Suppressing Wheel.

Suddenly, Fang Chen's eyes moved and he took out Zhou Tian's Mirror again.

Seeing that the little sword was devouring the magic weapon, it felt jealous and envious in its heart, and immediately said to Fang Chen:

"Brother, if you need any help, please let me know."

"I want to know, is there an unowned top-quality yellow-level magic weapon that is relatively close to me?

Huang-level top-grade spiritual materials are also available. "

Fang Chen smiled.

Zhou Tianzhi's light flashed and he couldn't wait to say: "Yes, as long as 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones, I can tell you the location!"

"Xiaochen, don't give it!"

Xiaojian said hurriedly.

"Go eat your food!"

Zhou Tianzhijian couldn't help but snort: "I'm not asking about this just to find you something to eat. Don't be ungrateful!"

"Ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones? With this money, I can definitely buy a top-grade yellow-grade magic weapon."

Fang Chen pondered.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, if you were still working hard, would I have answered the question just now?"

Zhou Tianzhi: "It just so happens that there is indeed an ownerless yellow-level magic weapon in the country of Moyun.

It meets my brother's requirements and the journey won't be too far. "

"Can I go back and forth from here within three days?"

Fang Chen asked.

"This... brother, I have to give you the spirit stone to give me an accurate date..."

Zhou Tian's lesson is a bit difficult.

"I only have less than 18,000 low-grade spiritual stones on hand now. If I give you 10,000, the remaining 8,000 won't be able to buy the magic-suppressing wheel, and this time will be in vain."

Fang Chen whispered: "Is there any other way? For example, can I pay on credit?"

"No, no."

Zhou Tianzhijian refused again and again.

"Give half first?"

Fang Chen tentatively said.

"That's okay. If I give you half, I can tell you exactly how long it will take to get back and forth."

Zhou Tianzhi immediately said.

Fang Chen didn't say any more nonsense, and simply took out five thousand low-grade spiritual stones and threw them to Zhou Tianzhijian.

Seeing this, Zhou Tianzhijian just sucked it away and absorbed all the five thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

Its voice seems a little unfinished:

"Brother, this top-grade yellow magic weapon is not far from you. It only takes ten days to go back and forth from here."

"Ten days?"

It seems that the only option is to buy the Magic Suppressing Wheel first.

Stay in the shadows for the next three days to rest.

Fang Chen was a little helpless.

Fortunately, the distance is not far. It takes ten days to go there and back, and only about five days one way.

"Brother, don't you want to know what this magic weapon looks like, how many soul seals it has, and its specific location?"

Zhou Tianzhijian probed.

"I want to know, but the spirit stone on hand cannot be used anymore, so wait."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Xiaochen, I don't feel confident about this guy. If it dares to lie to us, I will eat it."

The little sword is already devouring the second magic weapon.

"Junior, you want to eat me? You are still a little young, so you are not afraid of the sword body exploding? You are not even allowed to enter reincarnation!"

Zhou Tianzhijian sneered repeatedly.

Fortunately, it had already eaten five thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and it was satisfied this time. It stopped arguing with Xiao Jian and actively asked to go back to the storage ring to rest.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Fang Chen appeared in front of Tianbao Pavilion again. By coincidence, he met the young monks he had met in Longling City before.

Several of them looked a little embarrassed, especially the older one, who had obviously suffered serious internal injuries and looked pale.

Several people looked very vigilant. Even in front of Tianbao Pavilion, they were paying attention to what was going on around them, as if they were afraid of encountering poisonous hands.

"Guests, what do you want to buy?"

A boy from Tianbao Pavilion came forward to ask. He seemed not surprised by the situation in front of him. He could tell at a glance that these young people came to this city for the first time, and they might not even be monks from the Demon Cloud Kingdom.

"I heard that you sell snake spirit fruit?"

The young man said slowly.

The boy smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, but this snake spirit fruit is not for sale today."

"Not selling?"

The young man was stunned for a moment.

The young girl next to me asked subconsciously: "Why not sell it?"

"Oh, it's not that I won't sell it. I made a mistake. It's just that this snake spirit fruit happened to be selected by my shopkeeper and is going to be auctioned together in today's auction."

The boy smiled and said, "If you want it, just go to the auction."

Having said this, he suddenly saw Fang Chen behind a few people, his eyes lit up immediately and he stepped forward and said:

"Your guest is here, please follow me to the auction."

Fang Chen nodded lightly and followed the boy away.

The young people looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and followed suit.

The location of the auction is in a hall in Tianbao Pavilion.

Many monks have gathered here, some are refining Qi, some are building foundations, and there are even a few figures that give people a sense of mystery. No one dares to make a loud noise around them. They are obviously Jindan monks.

"Brother, if we auction it openly like this, even if we buy it, we may not be able to leave this Demonic Cloud Country alive with the Snake Spirit Fruit."

The young girl looked a little panicked.

Because as soon as they entered the hall, there were many malicious eyes looking at them.

"You don't need to worry. The auction rules here will not reveal your identity easily, and it will also make it impossible to know who bought the auction items. You will understand when the auction starts."

The boy smiled at a few people, mainly talking to Fang Chen.

Fang Chen nodded lightly and was placed in a relatively forward position by the waiter. The few golden elixirs obviously glanced at him and saw that they could not see through Fang Chen's cultivation level, and their faces showed thoughtful expressions.

"Senior brother, I recognize him. I seem to have seen him in Longling Town before."

After the young girl sat down, she suddenly pulled the young man's sleeve and secretly glanced at Fang Chen.

"Junior sister, please don't talk lightly about others, as it can easily lead to trouble."

The young man warned, then glanced at Fang Chen, and suddenly his eyes moved.

Very familiar clothes.

The person who killed the divine king with a sword earlier seemed to be wearing very similar clothes to this one. He was too fast at the time and he couldn't see clearly.

Now that I think about it, the possibility that the two of them are the same person is not low!

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes became a little solemn.

Killing the foundation with one sword, the opponent's strength is absolutely extraordinary.

"Thank you all for coming today. It makes the cold land shine brightly."

Shopkeeper Lin came out from behind, with a warm smile on his face, and kept bowing to everyone.

Someone said calmly: "Shopkeeper Lin, stop talking nonsense and start the auction quickly. Everyone is pressed for time."