boundary!

Fang Cheng recalled this vocabulary in his mind.

The two short words symbolize the hatred of Qi Yao Mountain and Liancheng League for countless years, the blood of countless warriors, and the succession of countless people.

"After completing the fusion of the Five Virtue Secret Book and the Supreme Spiritual Art, I am afraid I will stay on the border in the future..."

Fang Cheng's eyes opened and closed, murderous intent emerged.

The lecture hall was still the big podium, but there was no ring and turned into a small auction stage. The audience seats around were full of people, more than the previous rings and the battles. But it is certain that most of them were watching the fun. They really could spend money to buy, and the people who had the money to buy were only a few of them.

The four of them came to the middle of the lecture hall, surrounded by a group of foundation-building monks. When they saw the four of them coming, they showed their expressions of envy and admiration for them.

Most of the monks here are from Jinxiu Academy. They watched the entire arena competition from beginning to end. They admired the strength of the four.

Of course, this admirational gaze was mainly focused on Fang Cheng. The blow that destroyed half of the venue impressed them all and could not forget them yet.

With the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he emits a blow comparable to the Golden Pill, and does not use any other tools to assist, does not use treasures, or even spiritual weapons. He relies entirely on his own personal abilities to emit such powerful power.

From ancient times to the present, Fang Cheng was the first person.

Perhaps Fang Cheng himself did not realize this at this moment, but everyone else knew that they had seen a legend.

After an hour of waiting, the auction officially began with the top six big shots coming into the lecture hall!

A foundation-building monk from Jinxiu Villa slowly walked onto the middle stage of the entire lecture hall.

She was wearing a Confucian robe and a simple plum blossom was painted on her white clothes.

Facing the audience from all over the world, she calmed down and said slowly: "Friends from all over the world welcome you to participate in this auction. Without further ado, I will deliver the first auction item first."

Accompanied by the voice of the female monk, a light flashed on the stage, and a small tower half a person-high appeared on the stage.

In the audience, Fang Cheng was shocked and his arms trembled.

Of course it was not because of some excitement, but because the four treasure maps of Taiyue on his arm were constantly trembling at this moment, reminding him what the pagoda on the stage below was!

"Can't you say...no..."

On the stage, the female monk said, "This is a top-grade treasure, with an attack and defense, and a prominent effect. Among the top-grade treasures, it is also a very excellent treasure. It is called Xuanhuang True Spirit Tower, with a starting price of 50,000 spirit stones. If you like it, please bid."

Fang Cheng clenched his fists and said intimately!

This small tower is the last element of the Taiyue Four Treasure Map, the Xuanhuang True Spirit Tower!

No matter how it got here, you must get it yourself!

"Ten thousand spirit stones!"

He was the first to offer, and directly doubled the price.

Originally, Fang Cheng, as the winner of the arena competition, had already attracted a lot of attention here as the foundation-building monk who released a golden elixir attack. At this moment, he was the first to offer, which immediately attracted the attention of a large number of people.

Bai Xinyan pulled Fang Cheng's sleeve and said, "Senior Brother, I know you want to buy a defensive treasure, but isn't it a bit bad to buy a top-quality treasure right away?"

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "What's wrong with it? Anyway, you have to buy it. It's better to buy one directly, so you can save yourself the replacement in the future."

People's hearts can never be guessed. Some people admire Fang Cheng's strength, and naturally some people are jealous of his talent.

At this time, a foundation-building monk from the invited sect spoke, "100,500 spirit stones!"

Because of the discount rules of the auction, many sects will hand over a large number of spirit stones to disciples with low cultivation and purchase high-level items on their behalf to get certain discounts.

This is what this disciple is like.

He can be said to be one of the best geniuses among the sects, but it is not worth mentioning here at all. Therefore, he felt a deep jealousy for Fang Cheng, who reached the top and became the champion.

Anyway, the sect gave him the task of buying a treasure weapon, and it is not a big deal to complete it now!

"How many spirit stones can you have just a foundation-building cultivator? I can't suppress you even if I rely on the sect?"

Of course he is not a fool. The market price of a top-quality treasure utensil is about 200,000 yuan. This treasure is excellent and the price may increase. In addition, it is an auction here, and the price will increase during the gouging. Therefore, his psychological price is 250,000 yuan, which exceeds 250,000 yuan, and he will not speak anymore.

"Ten Thousand!"

Someone spoke again.

Usually, the quality of the first auction item that appears at an auction is very good, and businessmen pay attention to a good start. Sometimes, the first auction item that appears at an auction is even better than the final item that appears later, but is slightly inferior to the final big scroll.

The level of the top-grade treasure is indeed very suitable for this position.

"Fifteen thousand!" Fang Cheng said.

"160,000!" The young man looked at Fang Cheng with some smugness.

Bang!

The elder of the sect slap him coldly and said, "What are you bidding for?"

The boy pretended to be an innocent face and said, "Didn't you say you wanted me to take a picture of a treasure?"

"I'll ask you to take pictures, but don't compete with that Fang Cheng. We can't compete with his financial resources!"

The boy was stunned and said, "No, our sect can't match..."

"Shut up! Look at it with peace of mind. I will tell you to take one photo later and you will take one photo."

"yes……"

He shut up and stopped talking, but no one else would let a top-quality treasure worth more than 200,000 yuan be sold for more than 100,000 yuan.

Someone took action soon.

"170,000!"

"Nineteen thousand!"

"Twenty-one thousand!"

"What are you doing so hard? You should all know the value of the top-grade treasure utensils. 230,000!"

Accompanied by sounds, others also offered, and soon increased the price of the Xuanhuang True Spirit Tower to 230,000.

Fang Chengdao: "Twenty-five thousand!"

"Twenty-six thousand."

The price has reached this point, which has exceeded the value of the Xuanhuang True Spirit Tower itself. The number of bidders has decreased instantly, leaving only one competing with Fang Cheng.

Fang Chengdao: "Three hundred thousand!"

The Xuanhuang True Spirit Tower is very important to him, and it is related to whether the Four Treasure Map of Taiyue can be complete and whether an item that surpasses the treasures can appear in his hand.

He is bound to win!

The last person who competed with Fang Cheng thought for a while, shook his head and gave up the competition.

"Is there anyone else who bid?" asked the female monk on the stage.

There was silence below.
Chapter completed!