Chapter 972 It Hurts My Old Waist

Hu Huanhuan's words made everyone's brains full of black lines.

Vulgar, this is really too vulgar.

You know, if you say this, it will teach many children bad things.

Hu Huanhuan looked at the expression of the virtual image in front of him and realized that there was something wrong with his words.

However, he was not embarrassed at all.

"Okay, no matter how much you make trouble or laugh, you can't joke about the auction.

The auction officially starts now."

"20 billion gold coins!"

As soon as Hu Huanhuan's voice fell, Hu Meng in Room 16 gave his auction price.

Now, many people were unhappy and shouted!

Especially Tian Ci in Room 72, "I say Hu Meng, why are you shouting nonsense, can you Warcraft also make pills?"

Hu Meng smiled, "I am happy, it's none of your business!"

As a price-raising role, Hu Meng was very successful.

Hu Huanhuan saw that if he continued, there would be a lot of words that were not suitable for children.

He quickly stopped and said, "Ahem. Grandpa Hu Meng, although what you said is right, we can't attack you personally."

Everyone also gave Hu Huanhuan face and immediately stopped talking nonsense.

"Room 16 has already bid 20 billion gold coins. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price now?"

Hu Huanhuan reminded.

"20 billion 10 million gold coins!" Tian Ci bit his back teeth and said his offer.

In the end, no one bid again.

"Pop!"

Hu Huanhuan also knocked down the auction hammer, "Deal! Congratulations to Room 72 for getting the third Ten Thousand Herbs Secret Book!"

After the last Ten Thousand Herbs Secret Book was auctioned off, Li Xiuning and Hu Tiantian also walked to the middle of the auction table.

Li Xiuning said, "From now on, all the items in this auction have been auctioned off. Thank you for your participation!

Li Xiuning, Hu Tiantian, and Hu Huanhuan are here to congratulate everyone on breaking through to the Martial Emperor as soon as possible!"

After the words fell, the people in the auction room were slowly teleported out randomly.

Tian Ci, the owner of Tian Ci Tower, had a livid face after being teleported out.

Xiang Wentian, who was standing on the side, teased after watching, "Hey, Tian Ci, why is your face as black as the bottom of a pot?"

Tian Ci was really depressed. If Hu Meng hadn't messed with it, he could have bid at a lower price.

He spent billions of gold coins, so it would be strange if his face didn't turn black.

"Hehe. Nothing, this owner suddenly remembered something unpleasant."

After saying that, Tian Ci walked towards the teleportation area.

After Tian Ci left, Xiang Wentian did not stop and followed him to the teleportation area.

On the teleportation platform, Xiang Wentian saw Ma Mingzhe appear in front of him.

He immediately ran over and patted him on the shoulder, laughing, "Haha, Master Ma, how are you?

I wonder if you have won the skills? Or the Ten Thousand Herbs Secret Book?"

Xiang Wentian dared to conclude that Ma Mingzhe did not have the financial resources to bid for the skills and the Ten Thousand Herbs Secret Book.

He did this purely to show off, after all, they were enemies in the past.

Ma Mingzhe: ""

Ma Mingzhe was speechless. How could Xiang Wentian become like this now? How could the majesty of the clan be gone forever?

He was going further and further on the road of being funny and pretending.

He knew that Xiang Wentian had auctioned off the Tiangang Body Refining Technique, and now he said this in front of him, the purpose was self-evident.

Xiang Wentian looked at Ma Mingzhe's constipated appearance, and he didn't know how refreshing he was in his heart.

This old guy used to rely on his higher realm than himself and his strength was stronger than Canglan Tianzong, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

As the saying goes, thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, and now the situation has just turned around.

How can he not be proud, how can he not let him vent his anger.

Every time he gets benefits, he will show off in front of Ma Mingzhe.

Suddenly, Xiang Wentian touched his old waist, "Oh, why is it so hard, it hurts my old waist."

Then he stretched his hand into his arms and took out a wooden box.

"Oh. So it's the Tiangang Body Refining Technique!"

Xiang Wentian hated that pretentious look so much that Ma Mingzhe almost bit his old teeth.

If he could beat him now, he could also slap Xiang Wentian's face with his shoe sole.

Others also looked hateful when they saw Xiang Wentian's smug look.

After all, the box in his hand was so attractive.

How many people stared at the wooden box in his hand, wanting to snatch it and put it in their arms.

Xiang Wentian ignored everyone's envious and jealous looks, walked to the edge of the transmission platform, and held up the wooden box containing the Tiangang Body Refining Technique in his hand.

"Master Wan Gu, Master Wan Gu!"

Outside the store, the disciples of Canglan Tianzong shouted loudly after seeing Xiang Wentian.

The uniform shouting shocked everyone.

These disciples of Canglan Tianzong did not enter the store.

They wanted to welcome their master's triumphant return outside the store.

Xiang Wentian listened to the words of the Sect Master Wan Gu, and his blood immediately boiled.

See, this is the card.

Hear, this is the prestige of this Sect Master.

Xiang Wentian, with a surge of emotions, laughed loudly:

“Haha. Everyone, work hard to practice. As long as you reach a certain level, this Sect Master will let you practice this technique!”

The disciples of the Canglan Tianzong below heard what Xiang Wentian said and immediately became ecstatic.

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The slogans of "The Sect Master is Eternal, The Sect Master is Invincible" resounded through the sky.

Qin Hao's eyes lit up when he saw this situation, and he immediately thought that he could also use this method to attract talents.

After the disciples of Canglan Tianzong calmed down, Qin Hao also learned from Xiang Wentian and raised the box containing the Tiangang Body Refining Art in his hand.

"If the people of my Tianqin Empire have good talents, as long as they are loyal to my Royal Qin family, they can practice the Tiangang Body Refining Art!"

"Boom!!"

A bigger noise exploded from the sky above Tianbo Lake.

Some talented young people are eager to try, and the opportunity to break through the shackles of the Martial Emperor has come.

The path to immortal cultivation is far away, so it is better to practice martial arts first, and it will not be too late to cultivate immortality when there is a chance to be immortal.

Afterwards, the leader of the Zhuling Sect, Ye Huating, the leader of the Jinding Tian Sect, Jin Yuanyong, and the leader of the Rufeng Tian Sect, Hu Xuefeng, successively issued announcements to the Tianchen Continent and the Forbidden Continent.

As long as you join their sects, you will have excellent cultivation talents and can also practice the skills that can break through the shackles of the Martial Emperor.

Only Chu Mengyun, who bid for the Nine Nether Soul Refining Technique, was very quiet.

Their demon race originally practiced the spiritual aspect, and now with the Nine Nether Soul Refining Technique, it is like a tiger with wings.

Their demon race is small in number, and everyone can practice the Nine Nether Soul Refining Technique.

Within a few years, every demon race general will be a master among masters.

Yang Feng looked at the transaction volume of this auction, and his mouth was so happy that he never closed his mouth.

"Haha. The total auction amount is 297.32148 billion gold coins, and this shopkeeper can get more than 2.9 billion gold coins."

Looking at the more than 3 billion store gold coins in his system, Yang Feng felt so happy.