Tempered Immortal

The thirty-fifth chapter of the seven heavens

However, there are policies, countermeasures, and private transactions. There are many auctions that earn more. Therefore, some forces still provide convenience conveniently. Of course, the trade fairs they hold are very hidden, and they can’t make the Ghost Canyon. The devils in the middle know that they must also marry the law enforcement monks in the ghost city.

Usually you want to participate in this secret trade fair, you must receive an invitation, and outsiders simply can't get any news.

If Lin Xuan is not a god, he will listen to the conversations of the two monks and will definitely miss this opportunity!

Of course, his goal is not to buy any ghost servants, but to see if there are other rare things.

According to common sense, the treasures at the auction are not available in the market, and may be helpful to the injury of the month.

Lin Xuan thought about it in his heart, and then he found a hotel in Ghost Town.

I used the real element of my own to stabilize the injury for the month, and then began to meditate. When the moon went to the middle of the sky, Lin Xuan’s mana also recovered.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Xuan jumped out of the window.

Ghost Luocheng has long been dark, although for monks, the impact of sleeping is not very small, but there are not many people in the night, and occasionally pedestrians are also indifferent to pass by.

Lin Xuan went out of the city gate, and then flew to the north according to the route he heard. It happened to run counter to the Ghost Canyon. After about half an hour, Lin Xuan landed.

Here is a wasteland, surrounded by sparse bushes, some of the dwarf shrubs, rare aura, occasionally wind blowing, the surface of the sand is scraped, you can also see the animal's cheekbones.

How to see how desolate, it is no wonder that the mysterious Chamber of Commerce will choose to hold an auction here. I believe that this place, even those who are ghosts and ghosts, must be too lazy to come.

Lin Xuan released his knowledge and shrouded all the squares. However, after a while, he did not find any prohibition. He could not help but be curious. It seems that if the other party’s obstacles are too clever. There is simply no ban on this.

A sigh of gloom emerged in Lin Xuan's eyebrows. He felt a little embarrassed. He listened to the conversations of the two monks yesterday. Lin Xuan only knows the location of the auction. The specific one is not very clear. Now What should I do?

However, Lin Xuan did not intend to leave, but to converge the dawn. Wandering in this area.

Not long after, a figure of a monk came into view.

It was a Qingpao Confucian student, about thirty years old, and he was repaired in the middle of the foundation period, only to see him fall after the dawn. Immediately sneaking around, the expression on his face was clear and legible.

Although this person is also considered to be careful, but naturally can not find a side of the Lin Xuan trace, to determine no one later. From his arms, he took out a yellow piece of paper, and thought about the words in his mouth. Then he made the notes and turned them into a yellow mang, and flew into the depths of the earth.

The rumble, originally an ordinary saline-alkali sand, suddenly broke a gap. A dark cave entered the line of sight.

Then a thin old man came out from the inside and talked with the Confucian, and he was ready to greet him.

"It seems that this is the entrance to the auction. Can you let me participate in the next?"

When the two heard this strange words, they were naturally shocked. They turned their heads and their hands were touched with storage bags.

An ordinary boy. Appeared in more than ten feet. I came over with a smile.

"The condensate monk!"

The Confucian whispered, and his face was already showing awe. The old man was also very shocked, but he raised his hand and wanted to signal his companion.

It is a pity that he was quicker and faster, and the notes were not yet sacrificed. He was intercepted and at the same time he was numb, and the spiritual power could not move freely.

Obviously, the other side exerts great powers and imprisons his mana. A monk cannot transfer mana, and that is an ordinary person.

The old man’s forehead is already covered with sweat.

"You don't have to panic, you just want to participate in the auction. You don't want to." Lin Xuan, in order to express his sincerity, reached out and took a shot on his shoulder. The old man spit a sigh of relief and covered himself. Force can be controlled at will.

However, he did not act rashly, looking at Lin Xuan's vision, but full of awe. The so-called old man is fine, the old man knows clearly, since the other party dares to lift the imprisonment on his body, then naturally there is full grasp, instantly destroying himself Otherwise, he will never do that.

In the face of a person who can make his soul fly away, he is naturally careful, not afraid to have any slightest scorn.

The old man took a gift: "The predecessors forgive sins, the younger generation just thought that you are the law enforcement of the ghost city, so..."

"Oh, I don't know who is not blaming, no need to explain." Lin Xuan smiled: "Under the accident, I will know that there will be an auction here, so I venture to come..."

"Welcome, welcome, predecessors to enjoy the light, is the honor of the meeting." The attitude of the old man, came a big turn of 180 degrees, but he did not all fear Lin Xuan.

This old man named Huang Yin is a monk of "seven heavens". He talks about this seven days, but it has a long history. Although it can't compare with the time of the opening of the Big Three, it has spread for thousands of years, but it can be Not a martial art, but a business alliance, business all over the state.

Although I don't know its specific strength, no matter how the Taoist Taoism is, there are not many sects who dare to provoke this business alliance. If you have money, you can make a ghost, and if you have more spar, you can kill people.

Seven days are not interested in power, but in earning more spar, but very persistent, this Ghost City auction can not say a million, but it can also earn a lot of money, they have been held many times before of.

By convention, every trade fair only invites some reliable monks who know the roots to participate. However, Lin Xuan’s unexpected situation has already occurred many times.

The confidentiality work is done well. It is known that people who know each other do not know. It is not uncommon for those who participate in the seminar to prevent one or two people from intentionally or unintentionally, and to leak out the time and place of the fair.

In this case, the seven heavens naturally have a safe way to deal with them.

If the monk’s mana is not high, then kill and kill. This auction is not a vegetable market. I want to come.

Of course, if the other side is more sophisticated and more difficult, they will adopt a flexible attitude and simply let the person participate in the fair.

Otherwise, it is impossible to kill the insiders in one fell swoop and let the other party go back to the big things to publicize them. If they are well-known, even for such a powerful force, it is extremely troublesome.