"The little old man was curious, where did Yang Yaoshi's 'Nine Sutras' come from?"

When the Oriental Pharmacist mentioned this issue, he was obviously very curious and looked at Yang Fan with a strange look.

"This... is the stunning man who guided me in my medical skills."

Yang Fan had no choice but to continue fooling him.

There is still a great man behind him who is fictitious, which is good for him to walk in the world.

"A strange man?" Oriental Pharmacist's eyes narrowed into a slit: "What are the characteristics of that man? It is the old monster with a horn on his head without a horn on it..."

When Yang Fan heard this, he looked shocked.

There is a long bag on the head and a horn on the bag. How can there be such a weird person in this world?

Seeing Yang Fan's expression, the Oriental Pharmacist nodded with a smile and stopped talking.

Yang Fan felt inexplicable, but he didn't show it on the surface, and smiled and said, "That person won't let me reveal any information about him."

"Understand, understand." The Oriental Pharmacist smiled mysteriously, and his appearance was extremely vulgar.

Yang Fan was speechless. Why did he feel that he was becoming darker and darker as he drew.

"Dear guests, friends from all sides, the auction of 'Yunfeng Bao Pavilion' begins every two months..."

At this moment, a fat-faced monk shouted on the front desk.

This fat-faced monk is a monk in the late stage of concentration. His eyes are like torch, his voice is loud, and his fat-faced is extremely rosy.

On both sides of him were four monks standing, wearing defensive spirit weapons, holding spirit weapons and flying swords, with sharp eyes and vigilant divine light.

As he spoke, the auction immediately became quiet.

"Before the official start of this conference, welcome the visit of the Hidden Heaven King of the ‘Dark Blood Dynasty’.”

The fat-faced monk raised his hand slightly, looking at a certain position in the nearby elegant seat with an unusual look.

The Dark Blood Dynasty, the King of Hidden Heaven?

Yang Fan was extremely surprised. Everyone in the audience was also sensational, but it was immediately quiet and terrifying.

King Yuwen Lie of Yan was also surprised and looked at the direction the fat-faced monk was facing with everyone.

I saw a mysterious man wearing a black mask sitting in the middle of the first row of elegant seats.

This mysterious man has a unique temperament, tall and straight figure, and his eyes are pitch black and dull, and cannot make any waves. It does not have a long emotional color, giving people a feeling of extreme indifference.

When some monks on the spot visited the past, they were like stones sinking into the sea, without knowing the reality.

Yang Fan sat in the second row, very close to him, and could not see through his reality.

"He is the legendary Dark Blood King?" Someone said in shock: "Why have I never heard of his name?"

King Yan lowered his voice and said, "There are three kings in the Dark Blood Dynasty, namely the three kings of Devouring Heaven, Bu Tian, ​​and Yin Tian. Among them, the Yin Tian King is the most mysterious. For some reason, it will appear at the auction today, which is really unusual."

With the emergence of this dark blood king, the major forces in Kyoto at the auction were in a stir, and the senior figures changed their colors.

"Why is the most mysterious Hidden Heaven King here? Does he also want to compete for the Foundation Establishment Pill..."

Even the forces at the level of the four major immortal cultivation families in Kyoto are a little worried.

The Dark Blood Dynasty is unfathomable in Kyoto. Although the organization has a short history, its strength, terrible and mysterious aspects are enough to make the four major immortal cultivators in Kyoto extremely afraid.

The fat-faced monk glanced at everyone coldly and said, "Now, I have started auctioning the first item. This is a rare spiritual pill called 'Poison Pill'. After taking it, it can increase its resistance to poisonous substances in the world and even be directly immune to ordinary poison techniques."

Poison pills!

The audience burst into a thunderous sound and the first item at the opening was such a rare spiritual pill.

"The poison-soaking pill starts at one hundred spirit stones! Start shooting now."

The fat-faced monk slapped the mahogany table in front of him.

"One Hundred and Fifty!"

Immediately someone raised the sign, and there was a hint of excitement in his words.

"Two hundred spirit stones!"

"Two hundred and fifty!"

...

The rare elixir has extraordinary effects and has aroused the interest of many people, and even some forces have participated.

After hearing the name of "Piracity Pill", Yang Fan showed a strange look. This pill has a formula in the "Alchemy Refining Chapter". The materials are a little difficult, but some of the materials have many alternatives.

If he wants to refine it, he can do it with confidence.

He watched coldly to see how much this poison-soaked pill can sell. The effect of this pill is of course magical, but for him who has the special physique of "Sacred Agriculture Body", it is like a waste of money.

"Five Hundred Spirit Stones!"

"Six hundred!"

"Eight hundred!"

The price has risen little by little, which is beyond Yang Fan's expectations.

In the end, this poison-soaked pill was raised to a high price of 1,500 spirit stones, and not many people were following the price at this moment.

"Two thousand spirit stones!"

Suddenly, a confident voice came from the VIP room on Yang Fan’s left hand.

"Kyoto Yang Family..."

Yang Fan was slightly stunned.

"Two thousand spirit stones? Is there any higher one?" The fat-faced Taoist priest asked again and again, but no one increased the price, so he announced: "The first item is the poison-soaked pill in the VIP room of No. 3."

"Father, isn't the price of these two thousand spirit stones a bit high?" Yang Yu asked.

The head of the Yang family smiled and said, "It's a little bit higher, but this is the first item at the auction, not an ordinary item, and it can also enhance the name of my family in the Kyoto Immortal Cultivation World."

"It's still the thoughtful thing that my father thought." Yang Yu smiled, with an admiration on his face.

"Haha, I'll take this 'poison pill' for you. In the future, walking in the world of immortal cultivation can also increase your life-saving capital."

The head of the Yang family looked at his son with a little loving heart.

"Thank you, Father Long."

Yang Yu was ecstatic and the poison-soaked pill worth two thousand spirit stones was obtained by himself.

...

"Now the auction of the second item is an ancient fan, but it is incomplete. It was originally a magic weapon..."

The fat-faced monk began to describe it vividly again, which attracted the attention of many monks on the field.

Yang Fan looked at the second item, an incomplete ancient fan, lost most of its original power, and now it is probably equivalent to the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

After a brief analysis, this incomplete magic weapon has good materials, but it is inevitable that it will be difficult for low-level monks to use it, especially those who have been in the foundation-building stage.

After all, magic weapons are used by high-level monks.

However, as soon as this treasure came out, the few monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage on the field immediately lit up their eyes.

"The price starts with three hundred spirit stones! Start shooting." The fat-faced monk whispered.

"One Thousand Spirit Stones!" Someone echoed in the east wing immediately, as if he had a few courages.

One thousand spirit stones were added at once, leaving the field silent for a moment, but someone quickly increased the price:

"One thousand two hundred spirit stones!"

"One thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

The other masters in the foundation-building stage are not vague.

Yang Fan shook his head. He didn't plan to buy this ancient fan. This item was not suitable for him. Moreover, he did not want to offend these foundation-building masters in the Immortal Cultivation World for this.

However, he looked at Yuwen Xin with interest and smiled: "Xin'er is also interested in coming to see this auction."

According to him, Yuwen Xin is not a person who likes to join in the fun. Her mysterious and holy temperament that seems to echo the ancient starry sky is also incompatible with the noisy environment here.

"I didn't plan to come to this auction..." Yuwen Xin said with a confused look on her face: "But last night, Xin'er had a strange dream... and asked me to come here today and say there is something that belongs to me."

"What happened?" Yang Fan looked surprised and half-believing.
Chapter completed!