Chapter 1944 Great Elder

In Ye Tian's eyes, although this knife is quite extraordinary, its value and significance to him are really not comparable to a small withered grass.

"400,000 top-grade spirit stones!" While several people were talking, another loud voice spoke from above the clouds in the sky, abruptly increasing the 300,000 that the boy's voice said just now by 100,000.

"Thank you seniors, but I choose to continue to open the stone!" Ye Yao's face flashed a ruthless look, he gritted his teeth and continued to let the soul stone stay in the stone-opening magic tool, and the blade rotated. The volume of the soul stone shrinks rapidly.

Then, the third yellow colored light shines out!

But it didn't stop, followed by a fourth green light!

In an instant, this soul stone possessed four rays of light, reflecting each other, dazzling and shining abnormally in the sky.

"Seven hundred thousand!"

The voice of the boy who made the price earlier spoke again.

"Taoist Sigu, there are already four rays of light in this soul stone. It's a little too petty for you to give out 700,000 top-grade spirit stones," the loud voice said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ye Yao, my next question is Daoist Yuntai, for this soul stone of yours, I will give you 900,000 top-quality spirit stones!"

There was an uproar again.

"It turned out to be Taoist Yuntai. It is said that he was already a middle-stage true immortal a thousand years ago, and has been practicing in Yuntai Mountain in the Wei Kingdom of Central Continent since then. I didn't expect that this time he came!"

"I'm afraid his cultivation has improved again now, and he may have reached the late stage of true immortality!"

"But that Taoist who thinks about ancient times is also extraordinary, he is the ancestor of the Dongfang family, a famous and powerful country on Yazhou!"

"..."

"The soul stone just now is a lesson for the past. The five colored rays of light opened up to 800,000 top-quality spirit stones, but the inside was empty. For me, this soul stone can now reach 700,000 top-quality spirit stones." The price is already the limit." Taoist Sigu said in his childlike voice.

"Hahahaha, Fellow Daoist Ye Yao, you have heard it too. If you sell this soul stone to me now, the 900,000 top-grade spirit stones will be in your hands."

"But if you continue to drive, if it is as empty as the soul stone just now, you won't be able to get a single spirit stone!"

"You spent 180,000 top-grade spirit stones to buy this soul stone. This is already a considerable amount. You have to think about it carefully!" the Taoist Yuntai said in a deep voice.

Ye Yao's original expression was relatively determined and crazy, and he wanted to continue driving, but the words of Taoist Yuntai and the price of the 180,000 soul stones made him inevitably calm down.

"Okay, Senior Yuntai, I promise to sell this soul stone to you!" After hesitating for a moment, Ye Yao sighed and gave up to continue the adventure.

"Hahahaha, okay, let's go!" A storage bag flew down from a cloud in the sky and stopped in front of Ye Yao.

After Ye Yao checked the number of top-grade spirit stones in it, he bowed far away towards the sky, turned around and flew down.

"Fellow Daoist Song Ke, please help me continue to cut this soul stone!" Then, Fellow Daoist Yuntai said.

"Yes," King Song nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the soul stone began to be opened continuously.

This time, the fifth ray of light did not appear, but maintained the state of four colors, and the periphery of the entire soul stone was completely cut open.

Then, the core is also cut open.

The moment the soul stone was fully opened, a dazzling light shot out suddenly, causing everyone in the field to subconsciously raise their hands to cover it.

The next moment, the light gradually went out, revealing one of the slender knives.

The whole body of the knife was pitch black, with blue patterns of dots of snowflakes flashing on it, and the overall chill was overwhelming. In the instant of this world, the temperature of the entire surrounding sky was significantly lowered.

"It's a magic weapon!"

"There really is a magic weapon!"

"And obviously the grade is not low!"

"It's Bingji Knife, Senior Yuntai, you've earned it this time!" Song Ke waved his hand, and the knife flew out of the shattered soul stone, suspended in the air.

"My lord is lucky, thank you!" Taoist Yuntai said with a loud laugh.

Hearing Song Ke's words, the atmosphere in the venue became even more noisy, and the people became even more excited.

"Ice Extreme Knife, is it the one that was born in the snowy region, belonged to the king of monsters and barbarians thousands of years ago, and was later beheaded and killed by the strong in Xiandao Mountain, and took it away!?"

"Otherwise, what kind of knife would dare to call this name, especially if Taoist Yuntai valued it so much!"

"My God, Taoist Yuntai still made money this time, and the Bingji Saber must be worth at least a million top-grade spirit stones!"

"More than a million, I think at least one-half more!"

Amidst the discussion, Taoist Yuntai was obviously in a very good mood, and took the Bingji knife back.

Seeing the Bingji knife soaring into the sky and flying into the clouds in the sky, Ye Yao also felt a little complicated and regretful.

If he insists on getting this soul stone out, and waits until Bingji Dao comes into the world, he will need at least 1.5 million top-quality spirit stones to buy.

With his retreat, he lost 600,000 top-grade spirit stones.

But this time around, he still earned 700,000 top-quality spirit stones after all, which is still a lot, and it can also ease his depressed and regretful mood a little.

After the first batch of 500 soul stones were all opened, it was already noon, Song Ke opened the restriction on the remaining 500 soul stones, and began to let everyone observe and choose.

After the first batch of atmosphere rendering, everyone's emotions have been fully mobilized at this time.

People were enthusiastic and excited, picking out soul stones one by one in full swing, hoping that a good enough treasure of heaven and earth could be found later, so that they could get lucky in one go.

Ye Tian, ​​together with Li Xiangge and the others, looked over step by step one by one.

Among the first four hundred soul stones, Ye Tian didn't see any noteworthy treasures of heaven, material and earth sealed inside.

Originally, I thought that if I saw something similar, I would tell Bai Yu or Li Xiangge, and let them gain something, but since I didn't, I had to give up.

And when the 900th soul stone started, Ye Tian's attention became somewhat concentrated.

According to the information given by Lin Cheng before, Gulong Longjiao is within the range of soul stones with numbers from the 900th to the 1500th.

For Ye Tian, ​​if he sees the horn of the ancient dragon, he must compete.

Although Ye Tian also knew that since Xiandao Mountain was able to tell Lin Cheng the news about the range of Gulong Longjiao, there must be many people who knew the news, and he would definitely encounter a lot of resistance competition by then.

But recovering from his injuries is a big deal for Ye Tian, ​​he is already prepared to expose himself completely even if it is a last resort, to fight for the horn of the ancient dragon.

It's just that Ye Tian looked at them one by one, from nine hundred to one thousand, and found no trace of the ancient dragon's horn.

In this way, Ye Tian was sure that the horn of the ancient dragon should be in the soul stone later.

Same as the previous process, after people are basically optimistic, the auction of these soul stones will start again under the auspices of Na Song Ke, and then the stones will be opened one by one.

Ye Tian and the others watched the other people buy soul stones one by one, and then open the stones in a nervous mood. The light of the magic weapon flowed, and the soul stones were cut open one by one, revealing the internal scene.

Among the remaining 500 soul stones, no powerful magic weapon similar to the previous Bingji knife was found, and the best quality among them can only be regarded as mediocre, and those people did not earn much.

However, there is a person who spent tens of thousands of top-quality spirit stones to buy soul stones with nothing in them. The bamboo basket was empty, and tens of thousands of top-quality spirit stones were lost in vain, which was extremely distressing.

But obviously this failure did not dampen people's enthusiasm. On the contrary, it made the people in the field, including the one who lost the top-quality spirit stone, more eager to participate in the subsequent soul stone auction, hoping to be lucky and make a comeback in one fell swoop.

When all this was going on, Ye Tian was also observing, but unlike other people who just watched the excitement, Ye Tian was calculating in his heart.

Calculate how much the monks in the field spent and how much they got.

The calculated results are astonishing, the ratio of people giving to receiving has reached eight to two.

In other words, if the thousand soul stones sold a total of 8 million top-quality spirit stones today, all of these top-quality spirit stones would fall into the hands of Xiandao Mountain and the royal family of the Song Dynasty, and what they paid was only two million pieces. The best spirit stone.

Of course, the actual number of occurrences must be less than this, but the proportion is exactly the same.

But because of the special nature of the Wanbao Conference, the people in the field are completely unaware of this point. The people who lost money are all focused on the few monks who made a profit, and eagerly hope that they can also succeed, so that they can continue to move forward. Continue to continuously dedicate all the spirit stones in his hands to Xiandao Mountain and the royal family of Song Dynasty.

When the last thousandth soul stone was opened today, it was already late at night.

"Today's Wanbao Conference is here. Tomorrow morning, we will take out one thousand soul stones again. This will continue every day until ten thousand soul stones are opened in ten days. Everyone is welcome to participate!" Song Song Ke stood high in the sky, glanced down, and said slowly.

After finishing speaking, he didn't leave, but sat cross-legged in the air and closed his eyes lightly.

The cloud clusters in the sky also stayed in place, and it seemed obvious that they were going to wait here until tomorrow.

A large part of the reason why they didn't leave was to maintain the venue of the Wanbao Conference.

And the monks on the square below have no need to stay here anymore, including the people watching on the bank of the Wangchuan River below, all returned to Qinghe City for repairs.

Ye Tian, ​​Li Xiangge and the others also returned to the inn where they were staying.

After returning to the room, Ye Tian unfolded the formation that wrapped the room, and then took out the withered grass.

Now that he had obtained it, Ye Tian didn't want to waste any time, and decided to refine the withered grass into a bone-melting blood pill tonight.

Refining this elixir requires materials in addition to withered grass, but Ye Tian already has these things in his storage bag, so he doesn't need to bother looking for or buying them.

This is also the reason why Ye Tian wanted to refine the Bone Fusion Blood Pill, it was a matter of convenience.

At Ye Tian's level, although this Bone Melting Blood Pill is not a low-level simple pill, it is not difficult to refine. After a few hours, the fragrance will fill the room, and the few round pills in the flame The elixir was up and down, dripping and spinning.

Putting away these pills, Ye Tian entered into meditation practice non-stop.

...

Qinghe City, East Street Red Sleeves.

In a room somewhere on the fourth floor.

An old man with white hair and a childlike face in a white Taoist robe is looking at everything in the room with a gloomy expression.

"Elder Elder, this is here. After that night, the young master and Mr. Feng seemed to have evaporated from the world, leaving only the clothes on Mr. Feng's body," the middle-aged monk with a goatee embraced. Looking at the gray Taoist robe that Feng Lao was wearing back then, he said.

The elder of the Lin family took the gray robe and looked at it carefully for a moment.

"Is it the same for the two Heifeng brothers?" He pondered for a moment and asked.

"Yes, the young master sent the two of them to follow the man and woman. They never returned, and there was no news of them. That is, after that night, the young master and Mr. Feng also disappeared."

"The fate cards of Cheng'er and Elder Feng have been shattered, and they must have died," Elder Lin said slowly, "And they must have died here!"

"But the night before yesterday, none of the people in the red sleeve move heard any strange sounds coming from this room." The middle-aged monk said.

"For the existence that can kill Elder Feng, it is still possible to completely seal the space in this room." Elder Lin said.

"Later, after we inquired about it, Mr. Gui from the Red Sleeve Trick said that a man and a woman came that night. They were extremely generous. Their appearance was exactly the same as the one we met by the Wangchuan River. They should be those two people. But they ordered not to be followed, so the turtle man doesn't know where these two people went or what they did, but someone in this building said that they saw these two people on the fourth floor."

"These two are strangers, they must have come to participate in the Wanbao Conference, tomorrow we will go to the Wanbao Conference to look for it!" The elder of the Lin family said coldly.

"But what if they ran away worried about the incident after killing the young master?" the middle-aged monk asked worriedly.

"Then search inch by inch in Qinghe City, looking for the traces they left behind!"

"Even if I search the entire Jiuzhou Continent, I will definitely kill the guy who killed Cheng'er with my own hands!" The elder of the Lin family said with gritted teeth, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he tightly grasped the gray Taoist robe in his hands. tight.

...

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The night passed quickly, and the next day, after dawn, Ye Tian, ​​Li Xiangge, Bai Yu and others set off again, and rushed to the bank of the Wangchuan River, where the Wanbao Conference was held.

At this time, there are once again a thousand soul stones neatly laid out in the sky.

The original light on the soul stone was intertwined, and it looked like a huge white light curtain was spread in the sky.

After Ye Tian and the others arrived, they waited silently in the corner of the floating square. It looked a bit out of place with the other monks with red eyes around them.

After waiting for about half an hour, Song Ke in the air opened his eyes and announced the start of the next day's Wanbao Conference.

Still the same as the first day, the first 500 soul stones will be allocated for people to choose.

Ye Tian knew that according to Lin Cheng's information, since no ancient dragon horn was found in the last hundred soul stones yesterday, it must be among the first five hundred soul stones today, so Ye Tian observed very carefully.

No ancient dragon horns were found within the range of the one thousand one hundredth one.

Within the range of 1,200 pills, there was still no discovery, but Ye Tian saw a valuable elixir.

That is a fruit.

Ye Tian knew this thing, it was a spiritual thing called Wangxianguo.

Being able to have a relationship with the fairy chariot is enough to show how extraordinary this thing is.

Although eating this fairy fruit will not make you immortal, it can greatly open up your heart, cleanse your essence and cut down your marrow, and can greatly improve the cultivation qualifications of the person who eats this fruit.

Legend has it that eating this kind of fruit can make people have the potential to become immortals, which is also the origin of its name, Wangxianguo.

The actual ability is definitely not that exaggerated, but this is definitely an extremely rare treasure.

Many top forces on Jiuzhou will use this result to forcibly improve the cultivation qualifications of their disciples and increase their cultivation ceiling.

It is said that in Xiandao Mountain, after becoming a fairy envoy, they will be rewarded with Wangxian fruit.

However, everyone can only eat Wangxian fruit once in a lifetime, if they eat it again, it will have no effect.

This puts an end to the thought of eating this thing as a meal in the hope of becoming a person who is a genius in the sky.

And the rarity of this thing is also famous, it blooms in a hundred years, bears fruit in three hundred years, and matures in six hundred years.

In other words, it takes a full thousand years to produce a mature Wangxian fruit.

"What's the matter, Mr. Mu, are you optimistic about this soul stone?" Li Xiangge asked Ye Tian when he saw Ye Tian staying there.

"Well, I think this soul stone is good, you can try to buy it," Ye Tian said to Li Xiangge and Bai Yu.

Once you become a fairy, you will completely break away from the mortal womb and become a fairy body. Similar to Wangxianguo, a spiritual thing that can improve a monk's aptitude, it will completely lose its effect, so it is useless for Ye Tian to want this thing.

"I will never participate in this Wanbao Conference again," Bai Yu said resolutely shaking her head.

"I believe Mr. Mu, I'll buy this soul stone," Li Xiangge said without hesitation, which was in stark contrast to Bai Yu who immediately rejected her.

Li Xiangge's cultivation talent is indeed unflattering, and this Wangxianguo will be of great use to her.

"Then write down the number of this soul stone," Ye Tian said while thinking.

"One thousand one hundred and five," Li Xiangge obediently memorized the number in his heart.

After passing this soul stone, several people continued to move forward. Soon, Ye Tian looked at the first 200 soul stones and did not see the ancient dragon horn.

Then, Ye Tian saw 1,300 more, but still nothing.

Fourteen hundred, still nothing.

In the range that Lin Cheng mentioned, there are only the last one hundred left.

After half payment, Ye Tian also finished reading the last one hundred.

There is no trace of the ancient dragon dragon horn.

Ye Tian shook his head lightly, Lin Cheng couldn't lie to himself, the only possibility is that what Lin Cheng knew was false information.

His sources are wrong.