Martial arts: In the desert, learn from the Seven Monsters

Chapter 113

"Anyone else?"

Peng Mu then asked.

Many auctioneers in the audience hesitated.

Although this thing is good, but after all, not everyone is good at flying knives, and it is difficult to guarantee its practicality. If you buy this thing with all your money, it may be a matter of whether you will make money or not in the end.

After a moment of hesitation, a sect master in the audience bid for 160 years of precious medicinal herbs, and then the old man of the Northland decisively increased the price by 170 years.This finally made the auctioneers in the audience completely lose their sense of competition.

And the boys and men on the second floor also began to think.

"Although the age of this thing is a bit old, it is still a good treasure. Huo produced a precious herb with a year of 180 years."

Changchun Zong Huo Cheng, who had previously bid for Long Beard Grass, shouted first.

"180 Years!"

Peng Mu's eyes lit up, and he said loudly,

"The auctioneer gave the 180 year vintage, but there are others?"

The old man from Beidi seemed to be sure to get the item, seeing the bid from the big sect on the second floor, he didn't back down, and directly raised the price, saying,
"My lord, please forgive me. This old man really needs this thing. This old man bids for a 190-year-old precious medicinal herb!"

The old man from Beidi bowed his hands to everyone on the second floor, expressing that he is bound to win.

As an ancient and strong man who has long been famous in Yunnan, the old man from Beidi speaks a bit harshly.

"Old man from Beidi, I can see that you want this thing very much, but your 190-year-old precious herb wants to shut up the mouths of all of us, isn't it too good to think?"

Someone on the second floor said.

"This," the old man from Beidi was stunned.

He really wanted this thing.

He is proficient in the technique of throwing knives, and he has established a great reputation through poisoning in this way in the early years. Now seeing such a treasure that suits his heart, of course he is very excited.

"Well, since the old man has said such a thing, he must show some sincerity." The old man from Beidi gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, took back the 190-year-old medicinal herb, and took out one instead. wooden box.

"This is the most important treasure that the old man brought over this time. Originally, he wanted to fight to get a treasure that would attract Manggu Zhuhu. Now that he has encountered something more exciting, then the old man will take out this thing!"

The old man of Beidi opened the wooden box, and saw a crystal fruit in the shape of a baby's fist.

"The old man put this calming fruit here, and exchanged it for those two flying knives."

The old man of Beidi took out this object, which immediately caused a commotion in the scene.

"The fruit of tranquility, could it be the fruit of tranquility that is said to be able to stabilize the state of mind and help break through the bottleneck of skill!"

"What, this old man from the North actually took out the treasure at the bottom of the box."

Many people present were staring at the calming fruit.

There is such a thing, breaking through the bottleneck?Guo Jing's gaze was even brighter.

Isn't that a must-have medicine for home?
Guo Jing immediately felt itchy in his heart.

Seeing this, Lan Jian immediately poured cold water on Guo Jing.

"Although this thing is good, it is only effective for people under the age of 30. You are such a precocious person, and I am afraid that your mood is close to 30. I advise you not to think about it."

Seeing this, Guo Jing couldn't help being disappointed.

Shit, only 30 years old, that's useless to me.Guo Jing thought secretly.

Seeing Guo Jing's disappointed expression, Lan Jian couldn't help but secretly spat, thinking that Guo Jing really had a 20-year-old body and a 30-year-old mood, otherwise why would he be so mature.

Of course, if Lan Jian knew that Guo Jing's real state of mind was far from being 30 years old, but 40 years old, he didn't know what wonderful expression would be on his face.

"The fruit of tranquility?"

Guo Jing wasn't interested, but other sects were. If any sect didn't have a disciple under the age of 30, no matter how bad it was, it would be enough to give away in the end.

Immediately, someone opened his mouth and said, "Old man Beidi, why don't you just buy this calming fruit list, the one with the highest price will get it, and whoever takes your things will also take those two daggers for you."

"My Three Immortals sect!"

Seeing Tan Qingxi who was so focused and unable to walk, his heart was moved instantly.

He is already 27 or [-] years old but his martial arts are mediocre, it is time to worry about it every day, and now he has such an opportunity, of course he is not willing to let it go.

"Our sect is also included!"

"And us!"

Another two or three families spoke in silence for a long time.

Several sects coveted this special treasure.

However, they competed fiercely, and the old man Beidi, the owner of the Dingshen Fruit, sneered twice, and said, "You guys didn't plan to come here, but when did the old man say that I would let you take care of it?"

The old man from Beidi looked at Peng Mu and asked,
"How about it, is there a second person who bid higher than me?"

Peng Mu was taken aback when he heard that.

Looking at the many sects of Huan who were arguing on the second floor.

The representatives of those sects were also very astonished when they heard the old man in Beidi say that.

"Old man Beidi, what we mean is that we buy your calming fruit and then help you buy that dagger, isn't that good?"

Someone exited and explained to the old man in Beidi.

He thought that the old man in Beidi might be confused and didn't know what they meant.

"I, an old man from the Northland, has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have always been alone. I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in your suggestions."

The old man from Beidi laughed, and looked at Peng Mu in a blink of an eye.

Peng Mu knew what he meant, and asked if anyone would continue the auction.

He slowed down, glanced at the Baiduhui auction site that had become quiet, and finally nodded after confirming that no one was bidding.

"Old man Beidi, these two daggers belong to you."

The old man from Beidi sent the Dingshen Fruit over and took away two daggers.

That Peng Mu took the sedative fruit and said with a wry smile, "Brother, why bother?"

The old man Beidi just chuckled twice, and then sat down in his seat.

This single business was a success.

Many big sects have already begun to secretly send people to investigate the whereabouts of the Dingshen Fruit, ready to rob and kill it at any time.

On Guo Jing's side, the male and female Flying Pirates he had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived late, and the blades on their backs were still covered with blood when they arrived.

The two came in with the badge of Bailiantang. Before they came, they went to find their last enemy and got the last medicine.

The two of them have searched all their enemies and relationships for a day, and collected a lot of medicinal materials for Guo Jing.

The upper limit of these medicinal materials is not high, but the advantage is that the number is huge, and when they are piled up together, even Qian Yishan who is next to him is surprised.

"Brother Guo, the total value of these medicinal materials is comparable to a 150-year-old precious medicinal material."

Qian Yishan explained seriously.

"Guo Jing, these things are bought by our brothers and sisters with all the available resources. They are the money for the two of us to buy our own lives. You can use them yourself. We leave!"

The woman in red among the male and female flying robbers bowed and left the venue again immediately.

(End of this chapter)