An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping's bid surprised everyone at Woshen Mountain. Deyou Huashen even asked bluntly, "What do you want this for, Elder Chen?"

The auctioneer gave everyone enough time to observe and comprehend the skull before, and the results were basically the same.

The material of the skull itself should be quite good, but because of the erosion of time, it has become much more fragile and almost the same as the bones of ordinary Huashen monsters.

In addition, there are those runes. When they comprehended the runes, they not only did not gain anything because the runes were too profound, but when they comprehended the runes, their souls would be completely silent in them, allowing them to directly enter a deep state of perception.

Under such a state, they still gained nothing, and their minds were completely confused.

It is precisely because of this that many people gave up directly after considering their own situation.

"Junior is just born to like collecting some strange things. This rune bone is weird, and junior is very interested in it."

Fang Ping explained casually with a normal look.

In fact, he just felt that since this thing was a piece of animal bone, the wooden toad would definitely be able to refine it.

Even if he couldn't comprehend the mystery of the rune, perhaps the wooden toad could help him crack it.

"Well, even if you buy this thing, don't waste too much time on comprehending the rune."

"Thank you for your reminder, senior. I'll keep it in mind."

At this time, another voice sounded outside.

"800,000!"

Fang Ping frowned slightly. In order to protect the monks from being targeted by people when auctioning treasures, Tianbao Pavilion gave each monk who participated in the auction a spiritual talisman, which could make the monks' voices louder when they shouted, and at the same time make it impossible for the monks to distinguish the source of the voice.

As for the owner of the voice, it was even more difficult to distinguish, because there were only a few types of voices shouted by the monks, and it was impossible to distinguish who the owner of the voice was.

Because he didn't know the source of the voice and the identity of the other party, he couldn't judge whether the other party had discovered the secret of the skull or had the same idea as himself, or he was just deliberately raising the price.

"One million!" Fang Ping raised the price decisively after a brief hesitation.

He had bid a lot of treasures at the auction, each of which was extremely valuable, so he didn't worry about not having enough spirit stones.

"One million and five hundred thousand." After Fang Ping's price appeared, another person joined the competition.

"Two hundred!" The next moment, the fourth person also joined in.

"Two hundred and one!"

As more and more people bid, more people were curious about why so many people bid. Did they know the secret of the talisman bone?

Seeing that there were more than ten monks bidding, and the price of the talisman bone had reached four million, Fang Ping chose to remain silent for the time being and did not continue to take it into account.

In his opinion, he only needed to compete with the final winner, and there was no need to shout with so many people.

"Four hundred and one!"

"Four hundred and five!"

"Four hundred and six!"

"Five million!"

Soon, the price reached five million high-quality spirit stones.

This price was actually not low, especially for a talisman bone that was not very useful in itself, this price was actually quite high.

After reaching the high price of five million, more and more people began to choose to give up.

Finally, when the bid reached 7 million spirit stones, no one continued to bid.

This price actually exceeded the Tianbao Pavilion's valuation, so the auctioneer was very satisfied with it. After asking a few simple questions, he was ready to count down and drop the hammer.

Fang Ping, who had been waiting for the opportunity, finally spoke at the right time: "7.5 million!"

After a moment of silence, because no one knew the identity of the bidder, they all started to discuss.

Everyone felt very strange that someone spent so many spirit stones to buy a piece of talisman bone that was basically useless.

Some speculated that the bidder must know some secrets about the talisman bone, and some people felt that the bidder was simply rich and willful.

"Eight million!" After a moment of silence, another cultivator still kept up with the price.

"Nine million." Fang Ping directly raised one million.

"Fellow Daoist, this talisman bone is obviously the remains of my demon clan's predecessor. I hope you will give us a favor and give it to me, so that the talisman bone can return to my demon clan."

After hearing the other party's introduction, everyone realized that one of the two bidders was actually a powerful demon clan member.

The reason given by the other party was naturally very convincing.

But Fang Ping didn't care and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. The predecessor said when he introduced it just now that this thing should be the skull of some extinct demon beast. Since the other party's bloodline is cut off, it actually has little to do with your demon clan."

"Fellow Daoist is so determined to get this thing, could it be that you know the secret?" Seeing that playing the emotional card is useless, the powerful demon clan member started to frame him again.

Fang Ping was not moved at all, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether I know or not, what matters is how many spirit stones you are prepared to bid."

After that, Fang Ping added: "To be honest with you, my budget is only 10 million spirit stones.

Now I have offered 9 million. If you bid more than 10 million, even if there is one more spirit stone, I will not follow."

The other party seemed to be a little bit unconvinced by Fang Ping's words, but he was a little hesitant whether to continue to follow.

"Nine million nine hundred and ninety thousand spirit stones. If you really offer ten million, I will give up." In the end, the powerful demon clan member chose to give up.

Fang Ping also breathed a sigh of relief. Since everyone gave up, it means that everyone may not really know much about this thing, so they are not willing to spend too much to bid for it.

"Ten million!"

Fang Ping decisively gave the bottom line price in his mind.

Of course, this price is just the price he can afford. If it is more expensive, he is likely to give up.

Fang Ping's eyes swept across the venue, and after waiting for a while, no one continued to bid, and then the auctioneer directly dropped the hammer and announced the end of the auction of this talisman bone.

Not long after, a miniature teleportation array in Fang Ping's room lit up, and the storage bag containing the talisman bone appeared in front of Fang Ping and others from the teleportation array.

Fang Ping did not prepare spirit stones, but just put his VIP card back into the storage bag and sent it into the teleportation array.

I believe that after seeing his supreme card, Tianbao Pavilion will definitely not continue to pursue the matter of spirit stones.

Sure enough, when the light of the teleportation array appeared again, the other party returned the VIP card and a jade slip, indicating that Fang Ping did not need to rush to make the talisman stone. After the auction was over, a special cultivator would be responsible for helping Fang Ping to count the gains and losses of the auction.