A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng listened to someone behind him constantly describing the various magical features of this item, and he probably understood in his heart that this item must be extraordinary.

If he could sell more spirit stones, he would be happy, after all, he would also get spirit stones. The more he sold, the more he would earn. ,

He had just calmed down when he heard someone shouting over there: "Oh my God, Tianxing Stone, it's actually Tianxing Stone."

Someone shouted: "The blood of the black turtle is so rare, and it's the blood of a black turtle that's tens of thousands of years old. One drop can increase a person's lifespan by one year."

For some reason, there are so many treasures this year, and there are always people exclaiming.

Next, the auctions started one after another, and Qingfeng also became interested. He wanted to see if there were any suitable treasures to buy, after all, his wealth was still very rich.

Soon, the first thing came on stage. It was a crystal clear fist-sized stone. The stone was not important. What was important was the flame that was sealed inside, which was only the size of a little finger.

The flame was blue in color and burned beautifully, just like a gorgeous flower.

"This flame is called Youlan, and it ranks 38th on the True Fire List. It can penetrate gold and split rocks, and burn people's souls. Unfortunately, it is a little small. The starting price is now one thousand spirit stones."

"I'll bid one thousand and one"

"One thousand and two"

...

In the end, the flame was auctioned off for two thousand spirit stones.

Then another thing was brought up, and Qingfeng was pulled over by Situ Qiumin before he could see what it was.

She leaned over to Qingfeng's ear and whispered, "The auctioneer told her that her thing is very valuable, and it must be kept until the important moment of the third day for auction. In that case, the price will definitely be much higher."

Qingfeng nodded. Although he wanted to sell the things today and leave here with a few people, since he could sell a lot more spirit stones, he could only wait.

At this time, no matter which area, the sales were in full swing.

Since he had to wait for a long time, Qingfeng talked to Qiumin and left here temporarily. He wanted to go somewhere else to see if he could find something he liked.

Walking in the crowd, Qingfeng suddenly had a gleam in his eyes. In one place, Qingfeng saw a familiar figure. Although the man was wearing a half-face mask at the moment, Qingfeng saw his eyes as if he had seen him before.

What Qingfeng could remember most was the man's arrogance and fierce eyes.

At this moment, the man was only ten meters away from him. He observed carefully and was more certain that this man should be the Thousand-Handed Demon Child Tang Sanshi who had appeared in Zhulongyuan.

Although he was not 100% sure, he was 70% sure.

When he came, Qingfeng didn't believe that he came here to buy things. Could it be that the big thing Zhongli said was related to the Demon Cult?

With doubts, he slowly left this place, because he didn't dare to guarantee whether Tang Sanshi would recognize him, which would be bad at that time.

As he walked and looked, he saw several familiar faces again after a while. They were all elite disciples of the Seven Sects. Seeing this, Qingfeng decided to leave temporarily. At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure in purple clothes appear.

This person was wearing a golden mask, but he recognized those eyes anyway.

In a panic, Qingfeng quickly turned his back, fearing that he would be discovered by this person, but he was so reluctant in his heart that he really wanted to take a few more glances at her.

Who else could this person be but Yu Zixin? The world is so big, but he didn't expect the two to meet again so soon, but at this moment, Qingfeng didn't dare to meet her at all.

Mu Aoxue followed Yu Zixin and suddenly saw Yu Zixin turn her head and look into the distance.

"What's wrong, Junior Sister."

Yu Zixin frowned slightly, and then said, "It feels so familiar, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Maybe it's an illusion."

Then the two walked forward slowly, and at this time, Qingfeng walked out of the crowd and looked at the woman's back with painful eyes.

On the way back, Qingfeng kept thinking that even Yu Zixin had come this time, it seemed that the matter must be serious. He originally wanted to leave, but at this moment he was a little worried.

After pondering for a while, Qingfeng decided that he would have to stay and wait and see what was going on. Perhaps, he could also contribute a little in this crisis.

"The item to be auctioned is called Blood Evil Stone. This stone was taken out from the Blood Abyss. The Blood Evil Power on it is extremely strong. The current auction price is 3,000 Spiritual Stones."

At this moment, Qingfeng's ears moved when he heard this voice.

He stopped and looked at the auction table, where there was a fist-sized, blood-red stone.

"3,500 Spiritual Stones," said a bearded man.

"4,000" No one should compete with me.

"4,100"

"4,200"

...

This thing seems to be in short supply. It has climbed so high in just a short while.

Qingfeng wondered, could it be that all casual cultivators are so rich? However, when he saw that the people bidding the price had armbands on their clothes, he realized that most of them were either from aristocratic families or from sects.

There were very few casual cultivators bidding the price.

No one knew what other functions this Blood Evil Stone had, but everyone was fighting over it and the price had risen to five thousand spirit stones.

Qingfeng needs this item the most when practicing the Blood Evil Divine Art. His usual evil spirit is the evil spirit of people who kill people. Although this spirit is the most ferocious, the sin of killing is too heavy. If he wants to practice this skill, he must not kill one million people, but must massacre 800,000 people in the city. Only a killer would do such a crazy thing.

Qingfeng's initial idea of ​​practicing at this moment was also very simple, which was to use this skill to dissolve the evil spirit on his body, so as to avoid his own evil spirit being too heavy and letting the demon species merge with him earlier.

So as to buy more time for himself to find a way to remove this item.

However, this Blood Evil Divine Art has its own unique features. It is a rare body training method, and this skill does not conflict with the Tyrant Body Art, and it also has some complementary effects.

After thinking again and again, he has a lot of spirit stones on him, so it would be good if he could bid for this stone.

Thinking of this, he squeezed into the crowd and waited and watched.

At this moment, it reached 5,000 spirit stones, and no one was raising the price. After all, no matter how good this item is, it is not worth too much investment.

"Is there anyone who wants to bid more for the first time of 5,000?"

"The second time"

"The third..."

"I'll bid 6,000 spirit stones." At the critical moment, Qingfeng suddenly raised the price.

The man who just offered 5,000 spirit stones looked at Qingfeng fiercely, but snorted coldly and said, "The mountains are high and the rivers are long. It's not good for this Taoist friend to take love like this."

Qingfeng's mouth moved slightly and said, "The bidding is a competition between you and me. Spirit stones are king. I also love this thing. Please forgive me if I offend you."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled coldly at Qingfeng and said, "Okay, okay, I have remembered your breath. Let's wait and see."