The 2070th Chapter Is Not Very Like

Chapter 2070 not very similar

"It's Taiyin really hot." The thin old man pinched his beard.

"I'll just say it!" Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands fiercely. As an alchemist, how could he not know the real fire of Taiyin, which is a real fire with innate yin attributes. It's low. Speaking of it, I don't know how much stronger it is than the real fire of Samadhi. The real fire of that level is on the verge of immortal fire, and it is not generally precious.

"Are you interested in Taiyin True Fire?" the thin old man asked.

"I'm also interested in your Nanming Lihuo." Ye Chen said, and looked at Dan Hai, the thin old man. That purple flame is really wonderful. If it is integrated into the fairy fire, it will be extraordinary.

Seeing Ye Chen like this, the thin old man sat on the side again.

It's just weird, Ye Chen's eyes are so abnormal, he looks cold all over, maybe, he has already been targeted by this guy. At this moment, he is thinking about robbing him after the auction?

Don't say, Ye Chen is exactly what he means.

Too many shameless things, not bad for this one.

However, he was still very surprised, or he didn't understand, did not understand the meaning of this auction in the Nether Continent. There are so many treasures, including the real yin fire and the immortal gold, which are all treasures against the sky. This is also put up for auction, what a loser.

During the conversation, the auction of the small tower came to an end.

The final price is not too low, it has exceeded 80 million, and was taken away by an old Zhundi, but compared to the price of the Zijin Small Gourd, this small tower is still a long way off.

Since then, several lots have been exceptional.

Of course, although there are many treasures, and the prices are not low, they are not comparable to the small gourds of 200 million source stones. Compared with the front and back, the subsequent auctions are slightly dim and not worth mentioning.

Under everyone's attention, the Nether old man took another treasure.

This time, it was a sealed treasure box, which contained medicinal pills, a genuine eight-pattern pill, or a life-sustaining eight-pattern pill. The strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire venue.

This time, the old guys present came to the spirit.

At a glance, the pair of old eyes burst into fiery shock, and what's more, he licked his dry tongue and stared at the treasure box, which was a life-saving elixir.

Bawen Dan is not common,

Not to mention the eight-pattern pill for life extension.

At their age, the elixir that prolongs lifespan is far more precious than those secret treasures. Life is gone, and if the treasure is to be used for hanging, in front of life, everything is a cloud.

"Eight-patterned life-sustaining elixir." Ye Chen murmured.

As a Pill Saint, he has no reason not to recognize the medicinal pill. Among the eight-pattern pills, it can be called the top grade. Not to mention how complicated the refining process is, even the materials required for pill making are extremely difficult to find. Arrived, such medicinal pills are priceless treasures for the senior monks.

Now, this medicinal pill was put up for auction, which surprised him again.

He still doesn't understand, the meaning of this auction in Nether Continent, is it just a lack of money?

Thinking in his heart, he closed his eyes from the Bawen Pill and looked around.

From a long distance, he could sense the feelings of the older generation, his heart was pounding, and the thin old man beside him was the same, as well as the emperor of Honghuang, who were also licking their tongues.

Seeing this picture, it is not difficult for him to imagine that the next auction will be very intense.

"Damn, if I knew there was an eight-pattern life-sustaining pill, I should have brought more money." The thin old man scolded.

"No matter how much money you bring, will you be able to surpass the flood?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

"Bullshit, the Netherland is really bullshit." The thin old man was very angry, and he put his hand on it and complained, "Taiyin True Fire, Bawen Life Extension Pill, and Immortal Gold are all priceless treasures, and they are also sold. , and also provoked the Honghuang clan, isn't this a gift for Honghuang?"

"You also said, don't just look at the surface."

"What do you mean?"

"Most of the Nether Continent has unspeakable secrets."

"Let's not say it's useless, let me grab it! I will definitely pay it back." The thin old man turned his head sideways and looked at Ye Chen hopefully.

"Even if I lent you all the money, you still can't take the eight-pattern life extension pill." Ye Chen shook his head with a smile.

"How do you know if you don't try." The thin old man still didn't give up.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and only handed the thin old man a scroll, which was densely covered with handwriting, and after looking at it carefully, he realized that it was a variety of alchemy materials, and there were as many as tens of thousands.

"What is this." The thin old man asked in confusion.

"The materials needed to refine the Eight-patterned Life Continuation Pill." Ye Chen took a sip of his drink, "Find these materials together, and I'll help you refine them."

"Are you an alchemist?" The thin old man was surprised, his expression stunned.

"Why, it's not like?"

"Not so much."

"I specified that the money will not be lent to you. If you want the eight-patterned life-sustaining pill, I can make it for you." Ye Chen smiled, and then added, "However, the pill is not made in vain, it is It’s the rules of alchemists to charge commissions, as for commissions, I don’t want source stones or magic weapons, as long as your Nanming is away from the fire, other than that, don’t talk about it.”

"Your appetite is too big." The thin old man said with a dark face.

Ye Chen smiled, looked sideways at the thin old man, "You have to understand, that is the eight-patterned elixir, its level is infinitely close to the nine-patterned elixir. You can ask other alchemists to ask, if they ask for less commission than mine, I will help you to refine it for free, and I will never break my promise.”

The thin old man was silent, frowning slightly.

As Ye Chen said, he also asked alchemists to refine the eight-pattern life extension pill, but their commissions were more frightening than taking his life. These are not important. The important thing is that those alchemists are basically all In the robbery, whether it can pass the robbery or not is still unknown.

"You're not an alchemist, so what's the use of real fire." Ye Chen said flickeringly.

"Don't make trouble, I'll just point at him and mess around." The thin old man coughed dryly.

"Using a trace of the origin of Nanming Lihuo into the beast fire, and then acting as a real fire seller, how many years can you do this trick-or-treating business?" Ye Chen pouted.

"How do you know." The thin old man was a little surprised.

"Because, I was the one who bought your "real fire" last night."

"That's too..." The thin old man twitched the corners of his mouth with a wonderful expression, but he couldn't help looking up and down Ye Chen, if it wasn't for Ye Chen, he wouldn't even know that the two of them were so destined.

"Bawen Life Extension Pill and Nanming Lihuo, you choose." Ye Chen took a bite of the spiritual fruit.

"Pill." The thin old man gritted his teeth.

"That's right!" Ye Chen cheered, he couldn't make the nine-pattern alchemy, but the eight-pattern alchemy was a familiar one. In the midst of the calamity, he, the alchemy saint, is the leader of the alchemy world.

The thin old man didn't speak any more, just buried his head and looked at his Dan Hai.

This Nanming Lihuo has been with him for thousands of years, just like a relative. However, his life is about to end. In order to live a few more years, he has to reluctantly part with his love. This choice is a bit cruel.

At this moment, he is a little regretful. He regrets that he didn't become an alchemist in the past, and even when he is old, he has to pay such a painful price for a life-sustaining medicinal pill.

After a while, he raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Chen.

For some reason, he always felt that the person sitting beside him had a kind of magic power, or a kind of self-confidence, which made him irresistible. He believed in him unconditionally, and he could make the eight-pattern life-existing pill. He should understand. , This young man with a mask is his nobleman.

"The old man gave 80 million."

"You are 10 million, and I will give you 90 million."

"One hundred million."

While the thin old man was thinking, the auction of the Eight Patterns Life Continuing Pill had reached its climax. Many old guys had gone crazy one by one.

Ye Chen drank quietly and watched quietly.

What he is concerned about is the quasi emperors of Honghuang. He can also calculate that the quasi emperors of Honghuang are dormant, and they all want the eight-patterned golden pill. The real competition is not the monks of the heavens, but them, more than financial resources. , The difference between the people of the heavens and the people of Honghuang is 108,000 miles.

"If you want to get the medicine pill, you have to pay a price." Ye Chen sneered.

That's right, he's ready to make trouble. He's the best at this job, and he can figure out the opponent's bottom line. This is the name of knowing oneself and knowing one another, and pitting gods, not for nothing.

"One hundred and ninety million." In the fierce competition, a cold snort resounded through the venue.

In a word, the noisy Nether Pavilion was instantly silent. Too many seniors shook their heads helplessly, and the juniors were swallowing their saliva fiercely. The price of this eight-patterned life-sustaining elixir has been higher than the previous one. Zijin little gourd, in order to continue his life, the old guy worked hard.

After seeing the price again, he sat in the corner, covered in black robes.

Too many people looked back and watched, but they couldn't see through that person's lineup. They only knew that he was a quasi-emperor, or a quasi-emperor with little life expectancy. Otherwise, he would not have bid so desperately.

"But there is still a price increase." Nether old man opened his mouth and glanced down.

He didn't respond to his words, but he wanted to respond, but he didn't have any money, the seniors were all slaughtered, let alone the juniors, that was a quasi-emperor, and he wanted to compare his wealth with him?

"Even if no one increases the price, then the eight-pattern continuation of the golden pill will return..."

"One hundred and ninety million want to take away the life-sustaining pill. It's too good to think." Before the old man Nether could finish his words, a faint smile suddenly sounded. Leisurely, reclining on the seat, he is comfortably turning his wrench.

"This king will give out 200 million." Yutao said with a playful smile.

In a word, the black-robed Zhundi lowered his old eyes sadly, just sighing, Honghuang intervened, and he was doomed to miss it.

He gave up directly, and other heavens and people cultivated, and there was no intention to increase the price.

Everyone understands that the auction of the eight-patterned life-continuing golden pill has only really begun. The people bidding will be the giants of the prehistoric era. Compared with financial resources, they have to be prehistoric. These small characters, even the quasi-emperor level, are far away. It's not enough to see, if Honghuang wants it, no one can take the medicine away.

The way of the world is the way of the world. People are more cruel than people, and it is cruel to crush people to death.