Yu Xian

Ancient pill recipe...

Yu Xian heard about this thing for the first time.

You must know that the refining techniques, processes, and efficacy of pills must gradually improve and become better with the passage of time.

Using the least materials and spiritual herbs to refine the best pills is the ultimate way to refine pills.

Under the inheritance, the modification of the pill recipe is definitely better than the previous generation.

This is the process of refining pills and even refining tools.

However, in the past, the pill recipes of ancient times and even ancient times were not necessarily all garbage.

For example, many pills and powerful pill recipes have been lost!

If they are lost, there is no way to improve them.

If they cannot evolve, what can we talk about better?

Moreover, the efficacy of the ancient pills is also very mysterious, and no one knows what the specific efficacy is.

If you are lucky, you can refine an ancient pill and enter a new realm on the spot! Cleanse your tendons and marrow and become a dragon among people!

If you are unlucky... it is not impossible to die on the spot.

Very interesting!

Yu Xian likes the art of alchemy very much, and naturally likes to think about the recipe.

Of course, he knows clearly in his heart that with his current experience, he is not enough to change even the most rubbish recipe of the Bigu Pill!

If he dares to change a single ingredient, the pill he refines will be useless.

But this does not prevent him from liking to think.

Only by thinking carefully can you remember and consolidate it more.

Learning has reached a deep level, and accumulation is the key to success.

In the end, a flash of inspiration will come, and you will change the recipe, create a pill, and become a master of alchemy!

Therefore, Yu Xian raised his hand slightly: "One hundred and fifty-five pills."

When Yu Xian did this, the eyes of the other four building owners flashed.

Zhang Xiaoling's beautiful eyes were shining, and she was charming and said coquettishly: "Brother No. 141 offered 155 spirit stones. Are there any other brothers who would bid? This is an ancient pill recipe. Even if you don't use it as a reference for alchemy, it has a high collection value. If I hadn't been entrusted by someone, I would have wanted to buy it."

"Hahaha, since Fairy Ling likes it, I will buy it and give it to the fairy! I won't waste my words, two hundred spirit stones!"

In the distance, a man with perfect Qi Condensation laughed loudly, with great generosity.

Two hundred spirit stones are enough to buy a bottle of a pretty good second-level treasure pill.

Even if there were people who wanted to bid, they gave it up on the spot.

The ancient pill recipe sounds very impressive, but it is actually useless.

"Brother Feng is really rich and powerful. Thank you very much."

Zhang Xiaoling's beautiful eyes flashed, looking at the man surnamed Feng, with a happy face, as if she was extremely happy.

But her eyes never left Yu Xian, and she said softly: "Two hundred spirit stones, once."

"Three hundred spirit stones."

Yu Xian really spoke again.

His tone didn't even fluctuate.

At this moment, the whole audience was silent!

It's not that everyone doesn't have three hundred spirit stones.

It's just... the value is not equal!

If you spend one million to buy a piece of gold, no one will be shocked.

But if you spend one million to buy a pile of shit, everyone will be surprised!

This is the value inequality!

Three hundred spirit stones to buy a useless pill recipe, it's really too much money to spend, it's just a waste of money!

Zhang Xiaoling's eyes were full of seductive joy. She covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Brother No. 141 bids 300 spirit stones, 300 spirit stones at a time..."

But the man surnamed Feng's eyes turned cold. He looked at Yu Xian and said indifferently, "I bought this recipe to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, hoping to win a smile from Fairy Ling. I don't know what you mean?"

"Feng Chang, Fellow Daoist."

As soon as Feng Chang finished speaking, Chu Yiwu spoke slowly, "The auction on the third floor of Wanbao Tower is based on ability, not purpose. Please don't break the rules, fellow Daoist."

"Hehe."

Feng Chang smiled when he heard it. He smiled and said, "I'm just curious. Does he also like Fairy Ling?"

Zhang Xiaoling's pretty face turned red, and she said coquettishly, "Brother Dao, you are joking. I am not worth three hundred spirit stones for a smile..."

"I think it's worth it. I like fairies, and the fairies are not ignorant of it."

Zhang Xiaoling's face became even more red, and she said shyly, "I, I am not worth it..."

Feng Chang had already looked at Yu Xian and said lightly, "Since fellow Daoist likes to raise the price sharply, then fine, four hundred spirit stones."

"Five hundred spirit stones."

Yu Xian was calm and sat in his seat, still without any fluctuations.

He didn't even consider it.

Feng Chang's eyes condensed slightly, becoming even colder, and his smile gradually became sinister.

Today, if I don't take a picture of this ancient pill recipe and give it to Zhang Xiaoling, I'm afraid I will lose face!

From now on, I will never be able to raise my head in front of Zhang Xiaoling again!

Gritting his teeth, Feng Chang shouted, "Six hundred spirit stones!"

"Seven hundred."

...

It was just like a gong and drum in an opera. As soon as he sounded, the other side responded without even a moment's wait!

He didn't consider it?

He didn't want to think about it?

Jiang Liu and the four building owners had unchanged expressions, but there was a hint of smile in their eyes.

And Zhang Xiaoling's cheeks were flushed, extremely shy, and she looked like she was secretly in love.

It was as if the two men were really bidding for her and fighting for their temper! Fighting for wealth!

"Seven, hundred, five!"

Feng Chang stared at Yu Xian with a cold gaze, word by word.

"Eight hundred and five."

...

Feng Chang's eyes began to tremble slightly, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

The surroundings were completely quiet, and everyone was watching this big fight.

Is eight hundred and fifty spiritual stones a lot? Plenty, but not too much.

Everyone present can afford it.

But the value... is completely unequal!

This is equivalent to two people throwing spiritual stones into the water. Whoever hits more stones will win Zhang Xiaoling's heart.

But we are all monks! He is a monk in the cruel world of spiritual practice!

The relationship between men and women is a joke!

If you are idle and bored, there is no harm in spending some spiritual stones to tease and play with the furnace cauldron to relax your mind and body.

Can you really spend a lot of money to win the so-called heart of a female cultivator? Maybe not even able to hold hands? That's just hilarious.

"Nine! Hundred!"

Gritting his teeth, Feng Chang could no longer get off the stage. He roared again!

"one thousand."

With him, the spirit stone was as hard to part with as if it were flesh and bone. Every time the price was increased, it was heartbreaking.

But in Yu Xian's case, it was like numbers, spitting out lightly and calmly.

"Brother Chu Dao! He maliciously raises the price, but Wanbao Tower doesn't care about it!?"

Feng Chang finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and yelled!

If you take a thousand spiritual stones to sell a broken elixir prescription, this person is either mentally ill or is raising the price maliciously!

Chu Yiwu frowned and said slowly: "If he raises the price maliciously, and he can't hand over the spirit stone later, we brothers will not let him go. But at the auction, everyone depends on their ability. If you, Taoist friend, bid, If not, then give up. It should be noted that this fellow Taoist may also be thinking, are you maliciously raising the price? "

Zhang Xiaoling also said quickly: "Brother Dao, don't be angry. I, I don't care. Stop taking pictures. It's just a recipe. I'm just curious. Brother Dao, please stop taking pictures. Seriously!"

"Damn it!"

It's okay if Zhang Xiaoling didn't say it. After saying this, Feng Chang suddenly looked at Yu Xian and shouted angrily: "One thousand one hundred! Come on!?"

But Yu Xian stopped talking. He sat there calmly, making no movement.

This ancient elixir recipe is worth at most a thousand spiritual stones in Yu Xian's heart.

Likewise, he also saw a hint of coldness and cunning in the depths of Feng Chang's furious eyes.

Yu Xian believed that as long as he had 100 more spirit stones, he would be able to capture 1,200 spirit stones.

But, the bottom line is the bottom line.

The price he had in mind was one thousand, and he didn’t want one more!

Ancient elixir prescriptions are destined but not destined.

Everyone looked at Yu Xian with expectations, sneers, curiosity, and all kinds of looks.

But Yu Xian just didn't speak.

Zhang Xiaoling's beautiful eyes turned slightly and she said softly: "One thousand one hundred spirit stones, once...twice..."

Feng Chang's fingers on both hands were shaking! Suddenly it clenched into a fist!

That guy actually stopped filming! ?

He did film it.

Again, he was about to explode!

"make a deal!"

Zhang Xiaoling finally made up her mind and said in a sweet voice with a blushing face: "Come here, please send the prescription to Brother Feng..."

Among the several beautiful women standing nearby, one immediately came over and walked towards Feng Chang holding a prescription.

"No need!"

Feng Chang took a deep breath, waved his hand and said, "I said it would be given to Fairy Ling, so I will give it to Fairy Ling, and the fairy will keep it."

"Thank you, Brother Dao Feng."

Zhang Xiaoling said shyly: "That concubine is disrespectful..."

Feng Chang forced a smile and nodded. He couldn't help but look at Yu Xian in the corner again, his eyes full of sternness.

It’s not easy to earn spiritual stones as a casual cultivator!

This bastard made him pay so much blood, this is revenge! Blood feud!

"We continue with the auction."

Putting away the ancient elixir given by Feng Chang, Zhang Xiaoling tugged her hair on her forehead, took out something new with a smile and said: "What we are auctioning next is..."

Everyone looked at the high platform again with expressions of laughter, laughter, and emotion.

As for Yu Xian, he had already closed his eyes.

Except for the ancient elixir that interested him a little, the things Zhang Xiaoling took out were of little value to him.

After all, they are all casual cultivators, so how can they have any treasures?

Even if there are some, they will only be hidden.

Even if you don’t know the product, as long as you are sure it is good, you will definitely check around, verify and identify it!

Rogue cultivators are just rogue cultivators, they are not fools, and they don’t have so many big things for you to pick up.

Just by casually strolling through Sanxiufang Market, you can pick up ancient treasures, ancient secrets, and god-level elixirs. It is simply a joke within a joke.

…

In the eyes of others, it is an exciting and heart-racing auction.

Here in Yu Xian, it was extremely boring.

After lasting for a full hour, the auction finally came to an end!

And the finale has begun!

"Fellow Taoists must also have received the news that there will be some good things at my Wanbao Tower auction today."

Zhang Xiaoling had been talking for an hour, but she didn't feel tired at all.

On the contrary, her face became more and more rosy, and her lips were still delicate and moist, without any sign of dryness. A trace of sweat stains appeared on her neck, making her look even more attractive.

She smiled and said: "It is a good thing, so naturally it must be brought out for the finale. Fellow Taoists, please take a look! The first one! A middle-grade foundation-building pill!"

A white jade bottle stood in the palm of her hand.

Inside the bottle is a middle-grade foundation-building pill!

Everyone’s eyes became hot instantly!

The grand finale, what they were looking forward to! coming!