I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

"Moreover, this bag is worth ten yuan." After the impassioned speech, Chunyu Yan could lower her tone, which sounded like the most touching temptation.

Even sitting in the private room, Fang Qinghong could feel the turbulent and tense atmosphere outside. Before the auction started, several strands of divine consciousness had already been entangled together.

"Now—" Chunyu Yan, who turned a blind eye to all this, looked around and shouted: "The auction is officially started, and the starting price is 100 million high-grade magic stones!"

One million top-grade magic stones is undoubtedly an astronomical figure. It is difficult for low-level monks to even own a decent top-grade magic stone.But no one doubts the value of that item on the stand.

Moreover, the mighty patriarch who has lived for tens of thousands of years has a little savings, so he can't afford it.

What's more, the power of the sun is too important to them, even if they can't get the immortal blood at the end, they must take it!

Every Almighty Patriarch present thought so.

But the rest of the people whose cultivation level is not enough, or who have little money, fell into deep despair.They realized very clearly that they were passing by a treasure.

Bidding soon began in the audience.

"110."

"110 million."

"120."

"130 million!"

"150 million!"

The tentativeness that was originally meant to be cautious, and the price that slowly climbed up at the speed of a turtle, finally started to grow wildly after someone broke the situation due to impatience.

"180 million." In the box on the second floor, someone shouted the price.

At this time, in the box on the third floor separated from Fang Qinghong, a steady voice came out: "250 million."

The boldness of adding 70 top-grade magic stones in one breath really shocked the people in the field.

He Tiantian was dumbfounded, and murmured: "This thing is so valuable?"

Fang Qinghong straightened his back, stretched out his arms towards her in a low way, and showed his slender white hands over and over again: "Hmph, how is it, senior brother, is my touch-to-gold hands powerful?"

However, the bidding was not over yet, and there was only a moment of silence in the auction hall before a new round of bidding began.

The next price is nothing to the monks sitting in the hall on the first floor. It is the main battlefield of the boxes on the second and third floors.

"300."

"350."

"380."

"430."

"500 million!"

……

Gradually, the boxes on the second floor also withdrew from the battlefield, and the final fight began on the third floor.The price increase is the same as no money, and the tens and hundreds are piled up, which is much more brutal than before.

He Tiantian's face was dazed, and he asked stupidly: "Is the power of Taiyin so important to Moxiu? What can it do?"

Fang Qinghong was also thinking about this issue, and the surging magic breath in the venue also gave him a hotbed of deconstruction.After carefully appreciating the difference between the magic breath and the power of the sun, he suddenly realized that the five domains had a very narrow understanding of the magic breath before.

Daoist and Buddhist cultivators consider the Demon Realm from their own perspective, using simple opposing thinking.

Cultivation in the Five Realms pursues the purity of aura, so they take it for granted that the opposite of purity is heterogeneity, and demon cultivators must use the magic breath full of heterogeneous desires to practice.

It is precisely because of the long-term intake of these messy spiritual currents that Daoxiu's temperament changed drastically after practicing the magic cultivation technique.And no matter what kind of sect or family they are from, the people in the Demon Realm will become more and more violent and irritable.

Bitter karma can only produce bitter fruits. Some of them who started killing because of their inability to restrain their violent tempers were severely backlashed at every level of mental demon tribulation in their promotion.

There are more geniuses than stars in the Demon Realm who die young before they have fully grown up.

According to this logic, it can be speculated that the age at which Moxiu suddenly died should be directly related to his physical fitness.

After the human body absorbs the magic breath, the impurities in it also precipitate in the body, but manpower is sometimes poor, and when the impurities accumulate to a certain level, it will reversely drag the host into a doomed end.

If it is what he thinks, everyone in the Demon Realm is on the wrong path.The magic breath is not their way out at all, it is just a helpless act of drinking poison to quench their thirst!

Realizing this, Fang Qinghong gasped, he probably touched the core secret of the Demon Realm.

So Chi You was cultivating the power of Taiyin back then?

Is the power of the sun the orthodoxy of the Demon Realm?

Fang Qinghong has cultivated this power himself, and understands that it is as pure and profound as the power of the sun.

But in the mortal world—for the fairy world, there is no difference regardless of the place where mortals live or the realm of cultivation, so they are collectively called the mortal world.It is simply impossible to obtain pure power of the sun.

This is a rule established since ancient times, and this land belongs to Gouchen.

Affected by the yang energy of Gouchen Wutu, the heaven and the earth naturally grow from the power of the sun. Where does the power of pure yin come from?If Teng Snake hadn't come out to join the battle for the deer, the entire land would not have left its traces.

What's more, the Demon Realm was separated from the Five Realms.

Maybe the previous generations of demon cultivators were not ignorant of the side effects of magic breath, but they just had nothing to do.

The yin and yang plate in Fang Qinghong's dantian will filter out the impurities when absorbing the magic breath, and then restore it back to the original, turning it into the purest power of the sun, and then absorbed by the body.

Right now, if the demon cultivators can get inspiration from the Taiyin magic stone, they might be able to extract the pure power of Taiyin from the heaven and earth like themselves, and then reborn and get rid of the fateful ending.

No wonder it's so crazy.

He was thinking here and there, while He Tiantian next to him was still watching the auction with great vigor.Her emotions were completely aroused, Shi Shi was still looking outside, grabbed Fang Qinghong's arm and kept shaking it.

"Look, brother! It's already 500 million, that's amazing."

Fang Qinghong came back to his senses, quickly took off her hand, and said seriously: "You are my maid now, are you as good as you are?"

He Tiantian couldn't help but rolled his eyes, retracted his hands and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

In the end, the price of ten lunar magic stones was sold by the mysterious person in the third box at a sky-high price of 200 million.

Chunyuyan came to the stage again, and before everyone's enthusiasm cooled down, she presented the next lot.The Blood of the True Immortal doesn't need much introduction at all, some people come here just for it.

"Next, we will start auctioning the last fairy treasure of this conference—" Chunyuyan pretended to pause, and then, caught off guard, threw out a shocking news: "The blood of Gongsun Xuanyuan!"

It was like a thunderclap on the ground.

As soon as these words came out, let alone Fang Qinghong, everyone present was dumbfounded.

...?

what? !

This turned out to be one of the ancestors of the human race, the blood of Xuanyuan, the grandson of the Yellow Emperor? ! !

Chunyuyan tapped on the table: "The starting price is 300 million top-grade magic stones, and the auction starts now."

"350."

"400."

Fang Qinghong said in a deep voice: "500 million."

"600."

The young man identified it, and the voice also came from the box on the third floor.So without blinking, he added: "1000 million."

Everyone was stunned, and fell silent again.

Fang Qinghong's action of raising the price at the beginning directly abandoned the meaningless bidding in the middle, directly gave up the people who couldn't afford it, and gave up continuing to fight with them lunatics.

The second floor still struggled sporadically: "50 million."

"100 million."

Fang Qinghong: "500 million."

How is it to play!

All the demon cultivators were aggrieved, and they didn't have the slightest sense of participation!

After that, only a few people in the box on the third floor were still competing with him.One of them lost his patience after thinking about it, and directly added the price: "800 million."

"2000."

"Twenty-one million and two million."

Fang Qinghong replied leisurely: "Twenty-five million."

Even He Tiantian felt that he was angry, and whispered beside him: "Either we are together, or even I want to beat you."

The price was directly raised by 3000 million under the competition from you to me.

After the other party quoted a price of 200 million, Fang Qinghong quoted 500 million without changing his face.Anxious He Tiantian poked him directly: "It's too much, where do we get so much money?"

Fortunately, there was no one asking for the price later, and a pot of immortal blood of the human sage Xuanyuan Huangdi was auctioned to Fang Qinghong at a price of 500 million top-grade magic stones.

When Chunyuyan brought the fairy blood over, he nonchalantly threw two more Lunar Magic Stones, saying that these are enough to make up the difference and cover the handling fee, right?

The former beamed and said that enough is enough, and there is more.

Backed by the auction just now, the exchange price of a Lunar Magic Stone worth at least 320 million high-grade magic stones is basically a foregone conclusion.

Fang Qinghong was very obedient: "You turn the excess into magic stones and return them to me."

Chunyuyan choked for a moment, and replied that there was no problem, and at the end of the day, she suddenly said: "My Patriarch wants to see you again."

Fang Qinghong smiled: "It's just right, I want to see him again."

So He Tiantian was asked to stay in the private room, while he followed Chunyuyan through the secret passage, and came to the secret room on the sixth floor again.Mr. Li was already standing inside waiting for him.

The other party took the initiative to greet him, and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, for returning home with a full load."

When he got closer, Fang Qinghong suddenly found that the seemingly gentle opponent was actually taller than himself, he couldn't help muttering to himself: What are these people doing, do they have any obsession with being tall?

He raised one eyebrow, with a half smile but not a smile: "I also wish Mr. Li can fulfill his wish and earn a lot of money."

The two exchanged glances, and they both knew that their thoughts had been seen through.

When he was sitting in the box just now, Fang Qinghong thought that the blood of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor was temporarily added by the other party after he got the information about the power of pure yin.

Anyone would be interested in immortal blood, even if you visit ten or hundreds of secret realms, you might not be able to get a single drop, let alone the immortal blood.Mr. Li calculated that he would be tempted, but he might not be able to come up with so much money, so Fang Qinghong's auction of the Taiyin magic stone became a certainty.

He was the one who just bid for the Lunar Magic Stone; he was also the real owner of Immortal Blood.

Mr. Li spent money to photograph the magic stone, and then the money went to Fang Qinghong's hands, and he himself spent it all for the blood of the immortal, and even continued to fill it in.

It is equivalent to saying that Mr. Li got ten Lunar Magic Stones without spending half a penny, and made some money.

If his prediction is correct, as Mr. Li, taking out the blood of the Yellow Emperor, although it is not as easy as rolling the balls on the spot, it is not difficult.

After all, Chi You and Huang Di had been fighting each other for so many years, which one of them hadn't been beaten to the point of bleeding and missing a piece of flesh?

Even though Fang Qinghong didn't expect it at the beginning, he realized something when he handed over the Taiyin magic stone.

Facing Mr. Li's smiling, handsome face like a bright moon, he did not dare to underestimate this person.

but……

The youth shrugged.

It doesn't matter, anyway, he doesn't lose money, only a win-win situation can help you and me, and make the next business.

"Where is it, it's absurd."

Mr. Li's attitude was modest, and then he changed the topic and went straight to the topic: "The reason why I specially kept you is because I have received an invitation from Lord Helian. We hit it off right away, and I want to invite you to go together to participate in the succession of the young Lord. ceremony."

Fang Qinghong's eyes lit up, someone would give him a pillow when he really dozed off!

Central Demon Realm Demon Venerable Palace.

In the huge dormitory, the quiet sound of needle dropping can be heard.A slender and graceful figure was reclined on the soft couch, flipping through the classics one by one.

At this time, the ground reflecting the shadows rippled like water waves, and a black shadow rose from it, kneeling three feet away from He Lianjue.

A hoarse male voice came out from inside the pitch-black cloak: "My lord, report from the border. Someone with the power of pure yin appeared in the border town."

He Lianjue said concisely: "Send someone to pick you up."

Black Shadow: "The local city lord sent his elite troops there as soon as he got the news, but..."

He Lianjue paused with gestures: "Keep talking, why not?"

Black Shadow: "It was robbed by the Jiang family."

The letter in He Lianjue's hand was put down.

The atmosphere in the palace suddenly became solemn, and the terrifying air mechanism seemed to choke the black shadow by the throat. He struggled to squeeze out the second half of the sentence: "The next day, at the auction of Mengquan Pavilion, a magic stone called Taiyin appeared. magic crystal."