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 Wei Zhong found his seat and sat down. The auction was held in a closed place. It is divided into eight areas according to Bagua, and there are three suspended attics above it.
 ‘The Li family, the Chen family, and the Yan family? Or is it the Aoki Sect? ’
 Wei Zhong wondered in his mind.
 Wei Zhong didn't have to wait too long. The auction was held soon, and a middle-aged man came to the stage.
 "I, Yan Ruhai, will host this auction."
 After saying that, he exuded the power of Foundation Establishment. Naturally, no one objected to the Foundation Establishment monk hosting the auction.
 Yan Ruhai, the current head of the Yan family, is in the middle stage of foundation building. He has attended several important events of the Yan family, and Wei Zhong has also met several times.
 It is rumored that there is an ancestor of the Yan family who is a monk in the late stage of foundation building. I don’t know whether it is true or not.
 After the opening remarks, the auction officially began.
 A female cultivator wearing a skirt came onto the stage from behind, holding a disk covered with a red silk scarf.
 Only when he reached Yan Ruhai's side did he stop.
 The first auction item, ten bottles of middle-grade Qi-nourishing Pills, has a starting price of 300 low-grade spiritual stones.
 For a mid-grade Qi-nourishing pill, ten bottles would equal one hundred pills, and the average price on the market would require at least five hundred spirit stones.
 Such a large number of Qi-nourishing pills cannot be consumed by ordinary cultivators, at least only those with family influence have the strength and willingness to purchase them.
 "Three hundred and ten..."
 "Three hundred and twenty..."
 The first auction item was "robbed" by the people in the audience, and was finally accepted by a strange monk wearing a hood for a price of four hundred and twenty spiritual stones.
 His clothes blocked the detection of his spiritual consciousness, making the cultivators unaware of his true identity.
 ‘I will also get something as good as this in the future. ’
 Wei Zhong looked at the black hood with a somewhat fiery gaze.
 Ten bottles of elixirs were no more than appetizers. With the display of the second top product, the eyes of the cultivators were attracted again.
 "The second-level low-grade magic weapon, the mother-child water and fire sword. This magic weapon is an incomplete second-level magic weapon. The mother sword is water-attributed and is second-level, but the child sword is missing. Our weapon refiner refined a first-level high-grade magic weapon. The fire attribute sword fills it..."
 Although it was a half-broken second-level magic weapon, it still caused shock in the auction venue.
 The cultivators bid frequently, and even for the sky penthouse, there are bids from time to time.
 Sun Zhou looked at the second-level magic weapon below, his eyes a little hot.
 The monk who looked like a middle-aged man next to him saw this and said:
 "This sword is just an incomplete second-level magic weapon, and its attributes are incompatible with your water and wood spiritual roots, so it is not suitable for you.
 If you are interested in magic weapons, why not think carefully about the true inheritance? When the time comes, the elders of the sect will naturally take action to refine a suitable magic weapon for you. "
 After hearing this, Sun Zhou withdrew his gaze and said respectfully:
 "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I understand."
 "But Master, is there really a second-level Peiyuan Pill in this auction?"
 The second-level Yuan-Puiling Pill is not used by various races to train new Qi-refining disciples like the first-level elixir. Instead, it is used to repair the foundation of the monk's physical body, which has the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the Yuan. It has some effect on foundation-building monks.
 "The news I got is correct, just wait."
 While talking, I don’t know how many items were auctioned downstairs.
 "The next auction item is a second-level Peiyuan Pill. I don't need to elaborate on its efficacy. The starting price is three hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than ten spiritual stones."
 ‘Finally it’s here, this pill is exactly what I need. ’
 After thinking about it, the price had been raised by more than eighty yuan by other monks. Wei Zhong quickly made a quote:
 "Four hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
 "Five hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
 This sound came from the attic above. The price was suddenly increased by one hundred, causing the auction venue to be silent for a moment.
 ‘Someone is taking action upstairs, trouble! ’
 However, this elixir was related to Wei Zhong's future path, so he could not give up easily, so he quoted aloud:
 "Five hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones."
 ······
 "Six hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
 Wei Zhong gritted his teeth: "Six hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones."
 At this moment, there are no other monks bidding, only Wei Zhong is competing with the mysterious monk.
 Seeing Wei Zhong's generosity, those around him couldn't help but turn their attention.
 "It turns out to be Wei Zhong. No wonder, I heard that he is about to end his life. It turns out that he is injured. He wants to treat his own injury to prolong his life!"
 "Fellow Taoist, I wonder who this Wei Zhong is?"
 "Haha, that is a well-known spiritual farmer of the Yan family. It is said that he has been farming in the Yan family for more than sixty years."
 "Oh, it turns out he is just a spiritual farmer. No wonder his name has not been heard in the outside world."
 There were people talking around.
 Wei Zhong made several bids, but finally made the monks in the pavilion unhappy.
 The middle-aged man explored his spiritual sense and unreservedly exuded his foundation-building pressure.
 "I want to see who wants to compete with me."
 The huge foundation-building spiritual pressure enveloped the entire venue, and all the qi refining people below were frightened by this momentum.
 Cold sweat broke out on Wei Zhong's forehead before he could think too much.
 Yan Ruhai on the stage also released his own spiritual pressure, and the overwhelming pressure of foundation building instantly wiped away the dull state of the field.
 "Fellow Daoist Wang, don't make a mistake. The one with the highest price for the elixir will get it. Don't break the rules of this auction."
 The mysterious monk surnamed Wang then withdrew his spiritual pressure and thought to himself: With Yan Ruhai's spiritual awareness, he is probably not far from the late stage of foundation building.
 There was a bit of fear on his face:
 "Fellow Daoist Yan misunderstood. I just came here from the Qingmu Sect, and I thought that my enemy was looking for someone to target me, and it was just impulsive.
 Then I will bid another 700 low-grade spirit stones. If you are wealthy, you can continue to bid. "
 There is no lack of threat in his words.
 Wei Zhong understood that this pill probably did not belong to him. The other party was determined and determined to get it.
 Even if he bid a high price, the other party would probably kill people to get the treasure.
 "It turned out to be a master of Qingmu Sect! This auction actually attracted Qingmu Sect. It is a large sect with Jindan cultivators..."
 The Qi-refining cultivators could not help but discuss.
 Wei Zhong stopped bidding. The cultivator surnamed Wang from Qingmu Sect, right? Remember this. When I build my foundation in the future, you will definitely suffer.
 Yan Ruhai looked a little unhappy, but seeing that Wei Zhong stopped bidding, he simply said:
 "Seven hundred low-grade spirit stones once,
 Seven hundred low-grade spirit stones twice
 ...three times.
 Deal, this pill belongs to Daoist Wang. "
 In the attic, Wang Linpeng and Sun Zhou both had some joy in their eyes.
 They didn't take Wei Zhong, who was standing off the stage, to heart at all. If it weren't for this auction, there would be no chance for a young cultivator with a short lifespan to interact with the two Qingmu Sect cultivators who were expected to form a pill.
 Wei Zhong sat on his seat, holding his forehead with his right hand, wondering what he was thinking.
 "The next lot is "Health-preserving Skills", the grade is unknown. It has the effect of enhancing energy, improving physical activity, and accelerating the healing of injuries. Even if you don't have any cultivation, you can practice it. It is an excellent method for you to cultivate your descendants. The only drawback is that it is difficult to practice, and it takes years of practice to get started..."
 'Hmm?'
 Wei Zhong's eyes lit up.
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 I traveled to the immortal world, but found myself in an old body. 
 My life span is about to end, but fortunately I can exchange my life by krypton level. 
 I retreated from the eighth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level of Qi Refining in exchange for ten years of life. 
 Although my realm has retreated, I am proficient in magic and my strength has not decreased. 
 The evil disciple is unfilial and colludes with foreign thieves...
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 Song Shi came to a fairy world where demons and ghosts danced wildly. He thought he was going to walk a trembling road of cultivating immortals, but he awakened the death flow system, which gained power from death and became stronger every time he died. 
 The style of painting suddenly changed. Others practice immortality to seek immortality, but he is not dead, so he can only seek immortality by dying. He is either trying to die or looking for death along the way. 
 “You have been killed by Yin spirits 10 times, awaken the spiritual root of fire!” 
 “You have been killed by zombies 10 times, awaken your natural power!” 
 “You have lost your mind and died 10 times, and you have awakened your Taoist heart!” 
 “You were killed by the formation, the level of the formation is +1!” 
 “You die in an alchemy blast furnace, your alchemy level +1!” 
 Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Holy Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Desolate Ancient Holy Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master… 
 It’s so much fun on the road of cultivation, constantly unlocking death poses, step by step to the top of the fairy road… 
 Many years later, it was rumored in the world that when Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!
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 A hundred years after the Daning Dynasty, the emperor was seriously ill and the prince supervised the country. The eunuchs in the court were in power and controlled the government. 
 The rivers and lakes were in turmoil, and the northern and southern vassal kings stood side by side, threatening the imperial power and watching with eager eyes. 
 It happened that Prince Lin was out on a cruise and was ambushed and killed! 
 When Lin Jiangnian woke up from the ruined temple, a mysterious woman in red forced him to pretend to be the newly murdered Prince Lin. 
 In order to survive, Lin Jiangnian had to go deep into Prince Lin's palace, pretend to be the heir, marry the princess, and beat the prince... 
 Carefully, walking on thin ice, pretending to be a qualified dandy prince!
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 The doorway is not the doorway, you can only find out after repairing it.
 Daomenzheng Avenue, the side is the road to immortality.
 Regardless of whether it is read forward or backward, read forward and backward, read before and read, read left, read right, read inside and outside, it is a doorway!
 Let’s see how the male and female protagonists experience the ups and downs of the world, spend a thunderous life in the world, experience the taste of people in the world, and finally explore the world with great comfort!
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 When Lu Fei woke up, he saw two monsters beside him. One had a bird's head, the other had a pig's head, and both were carrying a gourd on their backs. 
 He was shocked. 
 Subconsciously, he looked at himself and found his body covered in white fur... 
 ... 
 Ps: This is the story of a little demon with a bonus points panel, who struggles, stumbles, and ultimately grows into a formidable demon.
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 The first generation of the strongest Emperor Chen Lei, the most powerful day of robbery, inexplicably returned to the boyhood, and then opened the invincible journey. All the enemies were crushed, the enemies were all liquidated, all the aliens were suppressed, the treasures were all in hand, the beauty was surrounded, the right to the world, the generation to the supreme, the invincible ancient emperor.
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 "Master, Xingchenzi said that his master made a giant boat that can fly in the sky. He is the only one in the world who can do it. Is it true?" 
 "Really." Cao Zhen looked at the super large flying peak at his feet and nodded. 
 "Master, have you heard? The dragon on Qinglong Peak seems to have the possibility of turning into a golden dragon!" 
 "In our feng shui pool, fish out a green dragon and play with it. Don't disturb me while I'm cooking." 
 "Master, I heard..." 
 "No matter what you heard, go to my room and look for it...ah, wait a minute, let your senior sister come out first."
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 With a pill, one could revive from the dead. With a talisman, one could overwhelm the universe. The boundless road. The perishing world.
 A young man with a lowly birth, one sword, one diagram, a cavity of hot blood! Dashing toward that magnificent world to strive against saints and men!
 Unyielding is my name, stubborn is my banner, fearing no adversity, continued persistence! In the future then it records, the slaughter of millions of gods!
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 An Bulang is a top-notch second generation, but he is not happy.
 One day, a beautiful girl walked in front of him and took out a wedding letter: “An Bulang, I want to retire!”
 An Bulang was furious: “Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully youngsters…”
 “Woo woo… others say I don’t deserve you…” The girl burst into tears, “Yes, I’m just a daughter of the patriarch of the ten great sects, and only a humble girl with a holy cold root. , Even the capital of the goddess list is not a scum, I can’t climb up to you, but can’t I regret getting married?”
 After all, the girl tore the marriage letter, wept after the storm, and covered her face and flew away.
 An Bulang stood at the same place with a sad face.
 My second damn fairy! !
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 Yu Xian, who traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, was still a lowly cultivator at the end of his life. He finally recognized the reality, chose to retire early, and was recruited by a mortal prince to serve as a priest. 
 But I didn’t expect that this wonderful flower of his was just planted in the wrong place. 
 Starting from making offerings to the royal palace, 
 The guest of the Immortal Cultivation Family, the general manager of the Zhenzhen Mansion, the president of a civil society organization, the man behind the sect’s leader, a human giant riding a demon king... 
 Yu Xian gradually became the most handsome boy in the world of immortality. 
 "I am Yu Xian, my Taoist name is Great Love, and I unilaterally declare to speak for all sentient beings in the world."
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 “From today onwards, you will become the Envoy of one of the Main Gods in the Dimensions of Gods. You will travel from one world to another and through that, you will attain what others will never obtain in their entire life.”
 The moment these words echoed in Fang Li’s head, Fang Li’s life was destined to be extraordinary…
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 All over the realm, no orthodoxies but me.
 To sweep all the immortal sects with the power of Celestial Empire.
 A powerhouse man who cultivated “Dao of an Emperor” Flew down to the world of immortal sects. A secular dynasty, despised by the cultivators, stepped up to be on a par with supreme immortal sects.
 The rules of the dynasty wrote, all under the heaven was king’s lands, all the creatures served the king. There was only one orthodoxy on the realm, and all the immortal sects were illegal!
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 Dreaming and waking up are inseparable, 
 The big dream has not awakened at the end of a thousand years. 
 Can’t bear all the red dust, 
 Proud now, 
 We are rich in this world, 
 It will be empty at the end of a hundred years. 
 Don’t laugh madly or madly, 
 Crazed, yin and yang are generated. 
 There is no end to the long journey, 
 Dust all the way, 
 Endless setting sun. 
 Thousands of years become a dream
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