Fairy

"That's right, what's the problem?" Wang Xian saw the expressions of the monks, so he realized that there must be something strange on the eighth floor of the underground palace, and looked at them suspiciously.

"Ahem!" The old man coughed twice, and said, "There is a rule in the underworld. Anyone who wants to enter the eighth floor of the underground palace must pay a 10-year baby stone as an entry fee. Umha, the lowest treasure box inside is also 20 The starting price of the ten-thousand-year baby stone can reach a million-year baby stone."

With a bang, Wang Xian gasped, and thought to himself: "Fortunately, there is an incomparably huge baby mountain in my Qiankun bag, otherwise I would really be daunted by the eighth floor of the underground palace."

"This is the 20-year baby stone. Xuanxuan and I will go in." Wang Xian readily threw the 20-year baby stone to the unpredictable old man in the underworld.

Jealousy, envy, jealousy, all the monks' eyes widened, looking at the baby stone like a hill, wishing to snatch it.

Yuan Kui and Guo Fengxuan looked at each other. They both knew that Wang Xian's baby stone came from Su Wuxian's tomb, but they couldn't say it. They could only rot in their stomachs, because they also snatched the baby stone from Su Wu's statue. They were all thieves. How can a thief shout "stop the thief".

"En. Come with me!" The old man flicked his sleeves, and a golden bridge appeared in front of him.

Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan flew to the golden bridge, and stepped on the golden bridge to enter the eighth floor of the legendary underground palace.

The eighth floor of the underground palace!

The surrounding wind was piercing, ice and snow covered the ground, and the whole world was full of endless corpse and cold.

Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan hurriedly circulated the infant energy protection in their bodies.

Wang Xian shot out the nine-hole infant fire, and suddenly, a sea of ​​flames enveloped the three of them.

The old man stared at an altar-shaped place in the ice and snow with lightning-like eyes.

"The ancient corpse sealed on the eighth floor of the underground palace is on the altar. There is no treasure chest here, only the ancient corpse." The figure of the old man rushed towards the altar like a startled rainbow.

The altar covers an area of ​​[-] acres, and there are statues, each of which is tied with an ancient corpse.

"The corpses of ancient monks are all tens of thousands of years old, 10 years old, or even tens of thousands of years old." Wang Xian took a breath and thought: "The eighth floor of the underground palace seals the corpses of ancient monks." , I don’t know what is sealed on the ninth floor of the underground palace, could it be the corpse of the God Transformation monster?”

Wang Xian felt extremely cold in his heart. The power of the Merchant League is too great. There are hundreds of ancient corpses sealed in just one dungeon, and there are no more than ten ancient corpses in the Corpse Dragon Hall. I really don’t know how the Merchant League got this. A large number of ancient corpses.

"The Merchant League and Corpse League are giants in the cultivation world." Wang Xian thought to himself.

"Wow!" Li Xuanxuan screamed.

Wang Xian immediately broke free from his thoughts and looked towards Li Xuanxuan.

Li Xuanxuan looked at an ancient corpse in disbelief, and said in shock: "That ancient corpse is a corpse of an ancestor of my Yin-Yang sect. I saw a portrait of the ancestor on one of the relics of the ancestors in the sect. The ancient corpse Although the corpse looks haggard, Xuanxuan can recognize the ancient corpse as the patriarch of our sect."

Wang Xian glanced at the old man, and said via voice transmission: "Senior, the Merchant Alliance dares to sell the body of the founder of the Yin Yang Sect?"

The old man chuckled, glanced at Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan, and explained: "This ancient corpse was sold to the Shangmeng by the ancestors of the Yin-Yang Sect, otherwise there would be trouble when the Supreme Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect came here last time. Little Girl, you can go back and ask the elders in your teaching, they all know about this."

Li Xuanxuan's face was ugly, and she felt that this was a disgraceful thing.

Wang Xian swept his consciousness and found that the price of each ancient corpse was engraved on the jade tablet next to the ancient corpse.

"The 20-year-old baby stone, the younger generation will be the first to buy the corpse of this Yin-Yang Sect ancestor, and see what can be obtained?" Wang Xian is looking forward to it.

Li Xuanxuan's face was pale, and she stared intently at the corpse of the ancestor of the Yin Yang Sect.

The old man chuckled, moved his body, and pointed out a finger casually, the golden finger penetrated into the eyebrow of the ancient corpse.

With a bang, the ancient corpse collapsed into fly ash, and a ring fell from the space between the eyebrows.

The whole body of the ring is bright and shiny, with patterns on it, and its material cannot be seen clearly, but it looks extraordinary, at least it is of the ancient treasure level.

"This is a sub-ling treasure, a spiritual sense ring, which can randomly increase the wearer's spiritual sense, from [-]% to [-]%. This is a priceless treasure. I didn't expect the Yin Yang Sect to search for tens of thousands of years of spiritual sense. The ring was actually sealed between my eyebrows by the ancestors of the Yin Yang Sect." The old man sighed.

"Spiritual perception ring!" Li Xuanxuan's eyes were eagerly shining, she wished she could reach out and snatch the spiritual perception ring, because the spiritual perception ring is too important to the disciples of Yin Yang Sect.

"Having a ring of spiritual sense, if you open a cave, you will be able to go anywhere." The old man was also greedy, and said with a treacherous smile: "Young man, are you willing to sell the ring of spiritual sense, if you sell it, the old man will give you a satisfactory price on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce .”

With a casual move, Wang Xian held the spiritual sense ring in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Your junior needs the spiritual sense ring, whoever wants the spiritual sense ring can only take it from my corpse."

Li Xuanxuan originally planned to use the feather of the divine phoenix to exchange for the spiritual sense ring, but when she heard Wang Xian's words, she gave up her thoughts and sighed in her heart: "The sacred objects of the Yin-Yang Sect fell into the hands of others, and let me, the saint of the Yin-Yang Sect, fall into the hands of others. What's wrong with being a woman?"

The old man took out a token from his Qiankun bag, handed it to Wang Xian, and said, "Young man, you have a ring of spiritual sense, and with your financial resources, you can participate in the ancient cave auction in Gutianfu in a year's time." This is the grand event of the government, this is the token for admission, keep it safe."

Wang Xian took the token, saw the ancient characters on it, put it into the Qiankun bag, and saluted the old man: "Thank you for the token."

"Well, then you can buy more ancient corpses, and let the old man see what is so magical about these ancient corpses. I have guarded these corpses for thousands of years, and I have never known their secrets." The old man half-joked Said.

Wang Xian put on the spiritual sense ring, and suddenly, the world in front of him suddenly changed. What changed was not the world, but his own eyesight, which caught unusual information.

"That ancient corpse in purple battle armor!" Wang Xian pointed to the ancient corpse, "30-year-old baby stone, so cheap, I bought it."

The old man's throat was dry, and he casually shot a mark directly between the eyebrows of the ancient corpse wearing purple broken armor.

With a bang, the ancient corpse turned into pieces, and a square token fell from the space between the eyebrows.

"Emperor Zixiao's token." The old man trembled and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't expect this ancient corpse in purple armor to be related to the monster emperor Zixiao 10 years ago. The token of the Great Emperor. If the Merchant Alliance knew that this ancient corpse was sealed with the token of Zixiao, it would have opened this ancient corpse long ago. Good fortune tricks people!"

Wang Xian asked in surprise: "What is so magical about Emperor Zixiao's token?"

The old man thought for a moment, his eyes were full of brilliance, and said: "Emperor Zixiao is a generation of demon emperor, his martial arts have reached the peak, and he even suppressed the ancient gods of the Desolate race. If you say he is not powerful, the ancient gods killed him." The terrifying existence of countless senior monks."

Wang Xian recalled what Master Miaohua said, and said pleasantly: "Could it be that this token is the token of the Tomb of the Immortal Zixiao, the Tongxing Demon Emperor?"

"No, the token of Zixiao is the key to open Zixiao's tomb." The old man said with a dry smile, "Unfortunately, no one knows the location of Emperor Zixiao's tomb, even if he got the key, he couldn't open it."

Wang Xian secretly suppressed his excitement, put the Zixiao token into his Qiankun bag, glanced at it, and sensed the extraordinaryness of one of the ancient corpses.

"I bought that ancient corpse." Wang Xian pointed to an ordinary and small ancient corpse.

"That is an ancient corpse with a price tag of 100 million-year-old baby stone. Young man, you are very courageous, and the old man appreciates it." The old man made eye-catching marks with both hands and blasted towards the ancient corpse.

With a bang, the terrifying power hit the ancient corpse's eyebrows, like a stone sinking into the sea, and the ancient corpse remained motionless.

The old man's face turned cold, and once again he shot a shockingly powerful imprint and blasted at the forehead of the ancient corpse.

With a bang, the power of the imprint disappeared, and the ancient corpse remained motionless.

"This ancient corpse is weird." Even Li Xuanxuan could see the extraordinaryness of this ancient corpse.

The old man sighed, and said: "In this way, if you take away this ancient corpse, the underworld will not open it for you. To open this corpse, I am afraid that several old monsters who have turned gods will need to cooperate."

Both Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan were shocked.

"An ancient corpse that can only be opened by the joint efforts of several gods and monsters must have a great history. It has developed this time." Wang Xian was so excited that he wanted to kiss Li Xuanxuan with his arms around him, but when he saw the divine phoenix in Li Xuanxuan's hand The terrifying power emanating from the feathers dispelled this idea, and he just raised his head and laughed a few times to vent his excitement.

"The remaining ancient corpses will never be sold to you again. You young man, you can make a lot of money. If those old men in the business alliance know that you got the ring of spiritual sense, the token of Zixiao, and a The ancient corpse with the seal between the brows can only be opened by the joint efforts of several gods and monsters. It is estimated that the old man will be shredded into thousands of pieces. Haha!" The old man laughed, and with a flick of his sleeve, Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan were rolled out of the eighth floor of the underground palace. People appeared on the seventh floor of the underground palace.

Li Xuanxuan secretly sent a voice transmission to Wang Xian: "Fellow Daoist Wang, Xuanxuan will keep it a secret for you, especially about the matter of the Lingjue Ring falling into your hands. Give Xuanxuan some advice and open a few ancient caves."

Wang Xian immediately sent a voice transmission: "As long as Xuanxuan strictly keeps the secret, Xuanxuan will not be treated badly at that time. You and I will work together to make a good fortune in the Gudongfu auction."

Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent.

All the monks saw the tacit smiles of Wang Xian and Li Xuanxuan.