Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Other cultivators didn't know Fang Yang's idea, and they had already started a crazy fight.

The enlightenment tea tree is something that can help people realize the truth. This kind of treasure is what every Daluo Jinxian wants.

"Twelve acres of merit energy!"

"Thirteen acres!"

"Seventeen acres!"

This group of Daluo Jinxian are all Daluo Jinxians from ancient times. Over the long years, they have established their own forces.

Although the northern part of the prehistoric world is poor and bad, it is the poor and bad that makes it easier to earn merit.

If a brave and warlike general was born in a peaceful and prosperous era, his horses would be put in the mountains and his weapons would be put into storage. He would have no chance to make achievements.

On the contrary, if he was born in a chaotic era, he could join a wise leader, and then kill enemies all the way to make merit and accumulate merit.

Don't think that no one is willing to come to the northern part of the prehistoric world because of the bad environment. Those who are unwilling to come are all low-level cultivators and have no ability to protect themselves. Those Taiyi Jinxian and Daluo Jinxian with high cultivation like the northern part of the prehistoric world the most.

If you manage an area randomly, you can get merit after thousands of years.

The price has soared.

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

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

Soon, the Enlightenment Tea tree was auctioned to the price of two hundred acres of merit. This amount is obviously unaffordable for Fang Yang.

Next, Wu Xian took out some precious treasures lightly.

There are seeds of the Great Dao left by the Quasi-Sage, the acquired treasures left by the three innate tribes, and the remains of the ancient beasts.

These things are all top treasures in the world, and they are treasures that even the Golden Immortals of Daluo are eager to get.

Of course, the more precious the things are, the higher the price will be. Fang Yang found that he couldn't even afford a treasure.

However, even if he couldn't get any treasures this time, he could still improve his horizons.

The great powers above Daluo all use merit and luck as items for trading. This is far beyond the reach of existences below Daluo.

At this time, a spiritual wave entered Fang Yang's mind.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want to bid for some treasures?"

At this moment, Fang Yang was most afraid of someone asking this question.

When he just entered Panhuang Tower, he had said shamelessly that he wanted to buy innate spiritual treasures. But now, he can't even afford a tea tree for enlightenment.

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

"No! Fellow Daoists are powerful, but I am powerless to compete with you."

Hou Shan said, "Fellow Daoist Fang Yang is overthinking. Fellow Daoist has the Hou Tu Order, and is a distinguished guest of my Wu clan. If you want to auction something, just say it directly. All expenses will be reimbursed by my Wu clan."

Hou Shan's words surprised Fang Yang.

If it were someone else, they would definitely take advantage of the situation and bid crazily to buy all the treasures.

But Fang Yang would not do this.

He never used martial ethics when dealing with his enemies, but he still knew the most basic gratitude.

The Wu Clan had helped him enough. If he continued to push for more, he would never be able to repay this favor.

"Let's talk business. The treasures of the nobles were neither blown by the wind nor flowed by the water. I can't take advantage of this."

After Fang Yang responded, he stopped talking.

At this moment, a sound of Sanskrit resounded through the void, and a golden seed fell from the sky and slowly floated to the stage.

"Bodhi seeds, seeds of the top-grade innate spiritual roots of the Bodhi tree. Back then, after Hou Tu Zu Wu was reincarnated, the saint Zhunti sent a gift. I don't need to say how precious this Bodhi tree seed is. The starting price is three hundred acres of merit!"

Wu Xian smiled and introduced this treasure in the most solemn tone.

"Bodhi tree seeds, this is the treasure of the saint!"

"Treasure, rare treasure! Except for the saint, no one can get it."

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

"Nine hundred acres, I will give nine hundred acres! This Bodhi seed, I am determined to get it!"

"Nine hundred acres is nothing, a mere nine hundred acres, it's just a drizzle, I will give one thousand acres!"

When other cultivators were scrambling for it, Fang Yang also became dry-mouthed.

Bodhi seeds, he also wanted it!

As other cultivators discussed, Bodhi seeds are in short supply! Only the Saint Zhunti has Bodhi seeds, which are unique and he won't sell them.

It is conceivable how precious this Bodhi seed that has been passed down is.

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

"One thousand miles of luck!"

A loud voice sounded in the auction hall, attracting the attention of all the cultivators. All the cultivators looked at the person who shouted with surprise.

They couldn't think that someone would bid for his luck before the auction of the innate spiritual treasure.

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

Before becoming a Taoist, you can have no merit, but you can't have no luck.

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

The average innate divine luck is 90,000 miles. Fang Yang's 1,000 miles of luck has accounted for one-ninetieth of the total innate divine luck.

This number is quite impressive.

It doesn't matter if the merits are used up. You can still practice normally without merits.

However, if a person loses his luck, he will not be able to survive.

Fang Yang bowed to the cultivators one by one, and then said: "I want to practice a magical power, and I am lacking the innate five elements spiritual roots. This Bodhi seed is of vital importance to me."

The cultivators understood this reason instantly.

Wu Xian nodded and said in a deep voice: "Daoyou, you must think clearly. After this auction, we will start auctioning innate spiritual treasures."

"Don't worry, senior, I think very clearly."

Seeing Fang Yang insisting, Wu Xian didn't know what to say. He could only let Fang Yang's bid take effect.

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

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

Seeing that Fang Yang even took out his luck to bid, other cultivators had no choice but to secretly curse Fang Yang as a ruthless person.

They also wanted to auction the innate spiritual treasure, and the luck cannot be consumed here.

A person's luck can only be used up to one tenth at most. 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 Pangu God. We are willing to trade. One hand will give the Bodhi seeds, and the other hand will give the thousand miles of luck. Once this contract takes effect, it cannot be regretted, otherwise it will be punished by ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly thunders."

Fang Yang knew it was a Pangu contract at a glance.

He didn't say anything more, signed the contract, and after paying the luck, he got the Bodhi seeds as he wished.

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