I, Panda, am super fierce!

The auction is still starting, and the last bid has not yet fallen, and the next person calls out the price again.

After all, Huaying Pill can only be used by monks in the late stage of Jindan, and the possibility of successfully advancing is not very high. Most monks will not use all their wealth to gamble.

In the end, this fruit was sold to a monk in the Accord next to it for the price of forty top-grade spirit stones.

After shooting the baby spirit fruit, the atmosphere became even more heated, and almost everyone was guessing what baby would appear next.

But for these, the master and apprentice did not pay much attention.

Si Heng's original intention was to bring his apprentice to meet the market, but who knew that this situation would happen, he was ready to take him away immediately.

Yi Zhou shook his head, closed the window, and pulled Si Heng back: "Everyone is here."

He picked the reddest fruit from the plate, and put it to Si Heng's mouth: "I haven't finished eating the fruit, so it's not worthwhile to go now."

Si Heng frowned, froze for a while, and still bit his mouth on it: "You can find this thing when you go out."

"But I want to eat here now." Seeing him eating, Yi Zhou asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

The spiritual fruit looks bright red, but in fact it is bitter and astringent, and the aura of internal energy is pure.

But this bit of aura was just a drop in the bucket for him, Si Heng resisted the urge to spit it out, and nodded slowly.

Then he snatched the bitten fruit from the apprentice's mouth.

The fruit was taken away by a man, Yi Zhou was a little unhappy.

This spirit fruit was the most beautiful in the whole plate. He specially kept it and prepared to eat it until the end. In order to appease the master, it was a rare and generous one. In the end, he didn't eat a single bite.

The scent of fruit juice still remained in the air, Yi Zhou shrugged his small nose, watched Si Heng finish eating the fruit in two or three bites, sighed long, turned around and climbed back on the chair, and continued to look at the things displayed on the high platform .

This bronze mirror is very special, just now when the window was open, it made no sound at all, now that Yi Zhou has closed the window, the bronze mirror has faithfully transmitted all the situations outside.

There are a total of [-] Accords in Andian, most of which are provided by several big families in Yongcheng. Among the remaining places for sale, in addition to the rent price of a top-quality spirit stone, at least one item must be bought, otherwise when you go out, you will be sold. , you have to pay an extra ten top-grade spirit stones.

This rule is very overbearing, but there is no way, the dark pavilion is the property of the Sanxiu League, and Yongcheng is the base camp of the Sanxiu League.

It's hard for a strong dragon to overwhelm a local snake, even if it's like Si Heng, he has to obey the rules obediently.

Since he was not in a hurry to leave, Si Heng naturally put part of his mind on the auction items. At his level, most of the so-called natural materials and earth treasures are of no use to them. The improvement of the level requires an understanding of oneself and the Tao. So what needs to be paid attention to are all things that the apprentice may need to use in the future.

The apprentice is young and talented, so those messy pills can be eliminated first. As a sword repairer, his real sword must be made by himself, so magic weapons can also be eliminated.

Not to mention monsters and other goods, Si Heng felt that he was really going to take pictures, and his apprentice might think he was going to give him an extra meal.

It seems that after looking around, Si Heng didn't find anything that could be accepted. Seeing that the dark code came to an end, a carriage in the finale was also photographed.

There was only one spiritual fruit left on the plate. Yi Zhou stared at the fruit for a long time, licked his lips with his tongue, and looked at the master who seemed bored, thought for a while and pushed the plate towards Si Heng. : "Master, I'll give you something to eat."

Si Heng was not interested in these fruits, but the expression on the little apprentice's face was so funny that he didn't refuse in the end. As soon as he picked up the spiritual fruit, the last lot of Andian came up.

It was a box carved out of a whole piece of top-grade spirit stone.

The spiritual stones in the cultivation world come from the spiritual veins, and the stones in the spiritual veins are of different sizes. At the beginning of the transaction between the monks, when paying the bill, there was always a debate about the size of the spiritual stones.

After the great war between immortals and demons, the six factions ruled the righteous way and made a series of regulations, one of which was to unify the size and shape of trading spirit stones.

As we all know, the best spiritual stones are only produced from the best spiritual veins, and most of the best spiritual veins are selected by several top sects. Si Heng has several in his hand, some found in secret realms, and some are rewarded by sects.

But even if he had such a large piece of top-grade spirit stone in his hand, he rarely encountered it.

Seeing this, he finally became a little interested. The San Xiumeng made such a big deal, and the contents inside must not be much different.

After the box was brought up, it was not opened immediately, and the monk on the high platform uncharacteristically began to talk about the path of cultivation.

The rest of the people were somewhat impatient with his long-winded speech. After talking for a while, a voice came from the Accord above: "Everyone knows that Huashen Da Neng Shouyuan is 2000 years old, Kutayama, just tell me what you want to sell." .”

The monk named Jieshan was not embarrassed either, and after finishing the half-sentence he hadn't finished speaking, he said unhurriedly: "Fellow daoists, don't worry, the reason why I wasted my time talking about this is naturally justified."

He went on to say: "For monks, the biggest goal of cultivation is to ascend to the fairy world and live forever."

"Could it be that what Feisheng Dan is in your box?" The person in the Accord laughed.

"Of course not." Jie Shan smiled lightly: "But the things here are related to Shou Yuan."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hold back any more, and clapped his hands for someone to open the box.

There was a gourd-shaped spiritual fruit in the box, which looked ordinary, but there were surprise sounds from a few private seats above, and even Si Heng couldn't help standing up.

"Master, what is this?" Yi Zhou was puzzled.

Si Heng exhaled slowly, and said softly, "This is the Shouyuan Fruit."

The name of Shouyuanguo is simple and rude, so that people can tell what it does when they hear it. Yizhou said "Oh, but the question came up again: "But you can live for a long time, can't you?"

Si Heng is only 500 years old this year, and he can live at least [-] years. Yi Zhou tilted his head, not understanding why he was in such a hurry.

Shouyuan fruit hasn't appeared in the world of comprehension for many years, and I don't know what price to buy. Si Heng is checking his inventory, and he said casually: "It wasn't for me."

Yi Zhou thought that Si Heng was going to take a picture of himself, he waved his hands again and again: "Then I don't need it, I will definitely be able to advance before the end of my lifespan."

"If you use this thing, I will kick you out of the teacher's school." Si Heng glared at his apprentice, then reached out and rubbed his head, saying that this thing is needed by others.

"Oh..." Yi Zhou suddenly became sluggish, looked away uninterestedly, and asked sourly after a while, "Who prepared it for?"

"Your Uncle Xuanze, do you still remember?"

As soon as Si Heng mentioned Yi Zhou, he remembered that he had seen this uncle at the apprenticeship ceremony, and he was a very old-looking monk.

Yi Zhou had heard rumors that Master Xuanze's talent was mediocre, and that he was still stuck in the Nascent Soul stage after he was over 800 years old, and there was no sign of a breakthrough.

Si Heng was raised by Master Feiyun since he was a child, and Master Xuanze is a direct disciple of Master Feiyun. If it is this person, it is reasonable.

Yi Zhou put away his inexplicable unhappiness, and said with a big belly: "If Master Xuanze wants it, he will give it."

While talking, he took out his storage bag and handed it over: "Do you have enough spirit stones? If not, take them from me."

Si Heng didn't expect him to make such a move, instead of taking the storage bag Yi Zhou handed over, he stretched out his hand and pinched his apprentice's face.

Yi Zhou was inexplicably pinched by him, stepped back and covered his face in grievance: "Why pinch me!"

Si Heng smiled, and used magic to pull the apprentice to his side, and pinched the other cheek: "You don't need your spirit stone. If I expect it to be correct, this thing should not be exchanged with spirit stones."

Shouyuan fruit is the main medicine of longevity pill, and a longevity pill can prolong life for thousands of years. Si Heng doesn't believe that someone would give up it for such a little spirit stone. The only explanation is that, compared to spirit stone, that person wants more s things.

Sure enough, Jieshan opened the box and waited for a while to let people know about it, before he said slowly: "The bidding method of Shouyuan fruit is different from others. Daoists who consign this item don't need spirit stones, they need it." It’s a cultivation method, you fellow daoists can write down the cultivation method you are willing to exchange, give it to the waiter, and then the fellow daoist who consigns it will choose it, and the one who chooses will get the longevity fruit.”

Someone questioned: "It's a joke, it's not clear whether this Shouyuan fruit is real or not, so I want us to hand over the exercises to the past, what if they are stolen?"

Akutayama obviously didn't care about making things difficult: "I want my friends to know that you only need to write the type and power of the spells you submit, and you don't need to copy the exercises."

"If you really copied it, Daoist Daoist dares to give it, and the dark pavilion is not easy to accept."

After he finished speaking, many monks below burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was no longer so tense.

Cultivation is the most important thing for monks to practice. From low-level to high-level, even casual practitioners with no background may find top-level magic arts left by the predecessors in some blessed places.

So hearing what Kuta Shan said, many monks with no background and low cultivation level had some hope. Maybe their skills are the most suitable for the consignor?When the time comes, if you get the Shouyuan Fruit, even if you don't practice the Shouyuan Pill, just eat it, it will increase your lifespan by hundreds of years!

Gradually, many monks wrote their doorkeeper exercises on the jade slips, handed them to the waiters, and then stared at the waiters all the way into the door next to the high platform.

It was the same for Yi Zhou and the others. The maid who had led the way for them came in and handed Si Heng a jade slip, saying that it would be fine to write the exercises here.

Si Heng didn't even think about it, he wiped it on it, and handed it over.

"Take it."

The maid was a little surprised, she didn't expect it to be so fast, but her doubts were all doubts, she didn't dare to ask, so she blessed herself: "Yes, senior."

She didn't dare to ask, but Yi Zhou dared. After the people withdrew, he immediately entangled Si Heng: "What are you writing?"

Si Heng sat on the chair and let him dangle with his arms around his neck. When he was annoyed by the shaking, he tapped his apprentice on the head: "It's not big or small."

Yi Zhou didn't take these things seriously at all, and put his whole body on Si Heng.

"What if what you write is not what others want? Then Master Xuanze won't live long!"

"You are so worried about what he will do." Si Heng was a little displeased, and tore the apprentice off his body and wrapped him in his arms.

Yi Zhou took advantage of the situation and sat down on his lap. It was much more comfortable than a chair, and he didn't sit for nothing. However, this position was a bit inconvenient, so he turned around and put his arms around Master's neck, rolling over on top of him. individual.

"Isn't Uncle Xuanze your senior brother? If he dies, you must be sad."

Si Heng raised his eyebrows, wanting to say that he didn't have a good relationship with this senior, and he didn't want Shouyuan Fruit because of his concern for senior, but because of something in his private collection.

But it's meaningless to let the apprentice know about these things, Si Heng skipped this, and said to Yi Zhou on his body: "He will definitely choose me."

"Why?" Yi Zhou was surprised, and after thinking for a while, he gave an answer: "Do you know who the owner of this fruit is?"

"How would I know?" Si Heng took off the troublesome hand on his head, but didn't tell him the answer, and Yi Zhou almost jumped up in a hurry.

It didn't take long for the master and apprentice to quarrel when another maid knocked on the door.

Yi Zhou jumped off Si Heng and sat beside him, Si Heng glanced at him with a smile, and let the maid come in.

The maid came in, blessed the body at the door, and said that the consignor of Shouyuan fruit was invited, and the result was exactly as Si Heng expected.Yi Zhou's eyes widened in disbelief, feeling that his master had suddenly become mysterious.

The two followed the maid and walked into the door. There were countless eyes staring at them behind them, which made Yizhou's back feel chills.

He remembered the cultivator who sacrificed the magic weapon at the beginning of the Dark Code. Si Heng said that Yong City was not safe, and he didn't know if they would be ambushed after they got the Shouyuan Fruit?

Thinking of this, Yi Zhou was a little scared, so he took two steps forward and pulled Si Heng's sleeve.

The person next to him seemed to know what he was worried about. His hand was held, and a soft voice came from his ear: "Don't be afraid."

The three entered the door and walked for a while, the maid opened another room, and the master and apprentice met the seller of the Shouyuan fruit.

The seller exceeded his expectations, and turned out to be a mortal in his 30s with no mana fluctuations.

In addition to this person, there were two other monks in the room, both of whom were in the Nascent Soul stage. Seeing Si Heng and the others come in, there was no tendency to leave.

Si Heng's face turned cold in an instant, and he released his coercion directly. The two Nascent Soul cultivators were able to persist at first, but after a while, blood flowed from their mouths and noses. As a last resort, they bowed to Si Heng and crawled out of the room.

"Boy Anshun, I met the two elders." There were only two masters and apprentices and the seller in the room.The seller came up and bowed to them. When he got up, the Ge scarf on his head was put on his forehead, and he stretched out his hand to the back, and smiled awkwardly.

"come over."

Anshun was originally some distance away from the two of them, but when he heard Si Heng's call, he walked towards him step by step.

Si Heng put his hand on his wrist, and just input a burst of mana, then backed out. The man's meridians were narrow and all blocked. If he used force to break it like ordinary monks, he would almost die suddenly on the spot.

If this kind of meridians were born in a Taoist family, they were nourished with natural materials and earthly treasures since childhood, and the meridians will be strengthened over time, so that the impurities inside can be removed little by little.

But he is so old, his meridians have already formed, no matter how many natural treasures he uses, it will have no effect.

"You can't practice the exercises even if I give you the exercises." Si Heng put down his hands, his voice was flat.

"Boy knows." Anshun lowered his head, feeling a little bitter.

Ever since he knew about the world of cultivation, he has tried countless times. Every time he heard that there was a sect accepting someone, he would travel thousands of miles just to wait for that slim chance.

But most of the time he was brushed off at the very beginning, only in Taiyanzong, after passing the way of asking, he was given up by the immortal chief in the subsequent groping.

Anshun remembered very clearly that the elder told him three regrets in a row, and then let him leave the Taiyan Sect, saying that if nothing happened, it would be impossible for him to embark on the path of cultivation.

For Anshun, the longevity fruit was the only possible accident.

The Shouyuan fruit was passed down from his ancestors. As a mortal, this fairy fruit is like a poison that seals his throat when he sees blood. He can't use it, so he wants to use it to fight for himself.

Anshun knew what kind of spiritual fruit Shouyuan Fruit was, and also knew that the cultivation world was dangerous, so he guarded the fruit carefully and scouted for many years before choosing the secret pavilion of the Sanxiu League as a trading partner.

Although the Sanxiu League has been established for thousands of years, in the eyes of the disciples of the sect, it is still not on the stage. Not to mention being on an equal footing with the six major sects, even the small and medium sects attached to the six sects also look down on them.

The top executives of the Sanxiu League are ambitious, so naturally they are not willing to keep doing this. The arrival of Anshun at this time just provides them with a chance to become famous.

The Shouyuan fruit has not appeared in the cultivation world for a thousand years, and there are so many monks whose lifespan has expired. The dark pavilion has photographed this fruit, and within five days, the entire cultivation world will know about it.

As for the whereabouts of Anshun and Guozi after the auction, that is not a very important matter.

Si Heng knew the Sanxiu League's plan almost at the first sight when he saw Anshun. He used the longevity fruit to make a name for himself, and then killed people to sell it. In the end, he refined the fruit into a pill for his own use, or continued to throw it out to cause a bloodbath. How did they choose.

Si Heng is not afraid of what is waiting for him outside now, but he still has his disciples with him, thinking of this, he can't help being agitated, and looking at Anshun with a little impatience.

Being stared at by Huashen Da Neng, Anshun almost didn't kneel down. He suppressed his fear and said: "Shang...Shangxian, if... If there is no other way, I will..."

"Who said I can't do anything?" Although it was annoying, Si Heng didn't intend to give up, he asked, "Where is the fruit?"

"It's in the boy's hands." The hope of rekindling the gas made some of the fear offset, and Anshun finally spoke smoothly, and took out the fruit from the bag he carried with him.

Compared with the things displayed by Mustard Mountain, the one that Anshun took out was shabby. It was only wrapped with a layer of rags, and the skin was a little wrinkled after opening.

But Si Heng recognized the real fruit at a glance. Although the skin was slightly stiff, it was covered with a layer of spiritual energy, so the medicinal properties would not be affected much.

"Senior, what did you say?" Anshun asked again in a low voice.

"There is a method, it depends on whether you dare to use it or not." There were a few more breaths outside, and Si Heng didn't intend to get entangled here, and said: "Let's talk about things after we go out, it's inconvenient to stay here for a long time."

After he finished speaking, he didn't go out. Instead, he raised his hand and waved his sleeves. When the sleeves fell, Anshun in front of him disappeared.

After finishing this, Si Heng squatted down again, facing Yi Zhou, and whispered softly: "There are many people outside, Zhou Zhou will stay in Master's sleeve for a while, it's a bit dark to go in, don't be afraid."

Yi Zhou nodded: "I'm not afraid."

"Good boy" squeezed the little apprentice again, Si Heng smiled, and then put the apprentice in the universe in his sleeve.

When he stood up again, the man's face was already icy cold.