Two days passed in a flash.

There are many waves rippling in this muddy water in the Emperor City.

What causes the turmoil is Blood Bodhi.

In front of Zheng Lin Pavilion, crowds gathered, and everyone showed the corresponding certificate and entered.

When he saw the famous post that Fang Xiu showed, although the person from the Zhengtian Sect following him was surprised, he didn't say anything.

Because of the famous letter, the people from Zheng Linge arranged Fang Xiu and others into a private room.

The private room is lavishly laid out, located on the third floor, looking from the inside to the outside, you can just see the scene of the auction table below through the tulle.

If you want to see the outside from the inside, you are blocked by a gauze and you can't see the situation inside clearly.

Moreover, this gauze is made of unknown material, and even the warrior's keen eyes can be isolated.

After Fang Xiu and others sat down, people entered the auction venue one after another, but more of them were sitting on the first floor outside seats without any obstruction. It was also the lowest end of the entire auction venue.

But even so, the identity of the person who can enter here is not simple.

Zhang Bishan's eyes roamed and said with a chuckle: "Senior Brother Fang thought that the blood Bodhi would fall into the hands of which family?"

"If you think you are rich enough, blood Bodhi will naturally fall into your hands."

Fang Xiu replied in a bad way.

During these days, Zhang Bishan always consciously or unintentionally leaned over him, which has annoyed him enough.

It was only because of the sake of his fellow disciples and the other party had no overcoming actions that he endured it until now.

Otherwise, with Fang Xiu's personality, he would have taught him to be a human being.

Fu Weiping sneered: "Some people like to have unrealistic dreams, and don't think about the identity of Senior Brother Fang, how could they like you?"

"Fu Weiping, what do you mean!"

Zhang Bishan had a pretty face and stared at Fu Weiping coldly, her voice was extremely cold.

Fu Weiping picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then smiled and said, "You should be very clear about what I mean. If you can't see that Senior Brother Fang is bored, then I will tell you directly and clearly.

When doing things, you should be more careful, otherwise it will only make people laugh."

"Fu! Wei! Ping!"

Zhang Bishan's silver teeth were about to be broken, and she stared at Fu Weiping and said word by word.

If she hadn't been worried about Fang Xiu and Yu Sansheng and others present, she would have been apart from Fu Weiping.

But with Fang Xiu and others, they are not qualified to do so as to their true identity.

Fu Weiping was not afraid and turned a blind eye to Zhang Bishan's anger.

As the true teachings, he does not think he will be weaker than anyone else.

"Enough!"

Fang Xiu shouted softly, causing the two of them to shut their mouths at the same time.

Zhang Bishan glared at Fu Weiping hatefully, and Fu Weiping returned with a contemptuous smile.

His goal has been achieved. As long as this layer of paper is pierced, it depends on how Zhang Bishan takes care of herself.

"Hmm? The people from the Huang family are here too?"

Fang Xiu's eyes fell outside the window and saw Huang Daozheng and several Huang family members being invited in by the people from Zheng Lin Pavilion.

Those Huang family members looked slightly familiar to him. It should have been seen by the Huang family that time.

Yu Sansheng also followed Fang Xiu's gaze and said, "That is Huang Daozheng, the Minister of Rites, and Senior Brother Fang also knows it?"

"I just met once."

Let’s stop talking briefly, and I took it there in one sentence.

After the Huang family, many people came in, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

"Huashan, Li family, Wudang... It seems that these people are all coming for Blood Bodhi."

Gu Tong's eyes swept over the person who had appeared below, and he was already sure in his heart.

If it were not for the Blood Bodhi, the rest of the things that could attract these top forces would not be able to catch the eyes of these people.

At this time, an old man in a gorgeous costume walked up to the auction table, and his voice was insignificant but accurate to everyone's ears: "I am very grateful to you for visiting Zhenglin Pavilion. This is my honor and my honor.

Lao Zhao Quan is the host of this auction. I believe that all my friends come here to hope to get what they like.

But I have to say some things ahead.

The auction compares financial resources, not anything else.

No one is allowed to coerce with force background, otherwise it is an enemy of our Zheng Lin Pavilion, and the auction winner can rest assured that Zheng Lin Pavilion will make proper arrangements to ensure safety."

Zhao Quan's words made many people feel awe-inspiring.

Zheng Lin Pavilion is not a casual existence. Once it arouses hostility from Zheng Lin Pavilion, it is not a good thing for anyone.

At the same time, some people were also shocked when they saw Zhao Quan.

Innate extreme realm!

It was a dark sense among the strong, letting them know that Zhao Quan on the stage was a hidden and powerful innate extreme realm.

An auctioneer is an existence in the ultimate realm of the innate realm.

This makes people sigh at Zheng Linge's big move.

Fang Xiu's eyes also stayed on Zhao Quan for a long time before he took his attention away.

A strong man from the extreme realm of the innate realm, I don’t know how long it will take to step into the martial arts master. I may say that Zheng Lin Pavilion will have another strong master in the future.

Of course, it is not so easy for the master of martial arts to break through. I don’t know how many innate extreme realms were stuck in the first step, and they could not break through until their life span was exhausted.

"No more words, the auction begins!"

After Zhao Quan finished speaking, he held a wooden box and handed it over.

Zhao Quan took the wooden box and said loudly: "As the saying goes, if you practice qi without qi, you will be in vain when you are old. The internal skills and mental methods are the foundation of warriors. If you only practice moves but not others, even if you practice them incredible or superbly, you will just be pushed down by the attic in the air."

No one refuted Zhao Quan's words.

Cultivation is the foundation of everything warriors. As long as their cultivation is deep enough, any move can turn decay into magic.

If you don’t have enough cultivation, you can only do useless work even if you have mysterious martial arts.

No one spoke, they all looked at Zhao Quan quietly, waiting for the other party's next words.

"This time, the auction is the residual chapter of the "Chaoyang Purple Qi Jue" of an innate secret record, which is a first-level internal skill. Although the Chaoyang Purple Qi Jue is a residual chapter, according to our calculations, the complete Chaoyang Purple Qi Jue is a top innate secret record.

So even if it is just a broken article, it is enough to break the boundaries between heaven and man and enter the innate realm in one fell swoop.

If someone can complete the Chaoyang Purple Qi Art, then there is a chance to obtain a top innate secret record.

A innate secret record is enough to become the foundation of a family force. The starting price is now 500,000 taels, and each increase is no less than 10,000 taels."

"Five hundred thousand taels!"

"Five hundred thousand taels!"

"I'll pay 600,000 taels!"

“…”

As soon as Zhao Quan finished speaking, someone could not wait to start yelling.

As Zhao Quan said, a top-level innate secret record, even if it is a broken chapter, may help others break the boundaries between heaven and man, then it already means that it is of great value.

Martial arts are different from others and can be passed down from generation to generation.
Chapter completed!