Chapter 77

after hearing this, Yi Heng would like to go up and fight the old man, but he finally put up with it because no one offered.

"Congratulations to this Taoist friend. Please come up and hand in the spirit stone."

Yi Heng quickly ran up to hand in the spirit stone, took the gold carving clothes, put them into the storage bag.

Returning to his position, he began to be silent again. The biggest goal of the evening has been achieved, but it is too obvious to leave now. Although there is nothing in urgent need behind, it is good to have long insight.

An hour later, the auction ended, and he really saw a lot of rare treasures. One of the auxiliary medicines, which had been refining Zhuji Dan for 200 years, was sold at a high price of 3000 spirit stones. You can imagine how difficult it is to build the foundation.

There are also some strange miraculous medicines, miraculous skills and so on, which let Yi Heng have a long insight.

"Free exchange, we can maintain the exchange order, but we can not guarantee the authenticity of the exchange. Please be careful."

"I'll go first." A fat monk stood up, went to the boulder and took out a dark object from his storage bag.

"Deep sea refined iron weighs 15 Liang, but I spent 10 years refining it in exchange for a pill that can improve one's accomplishments. It's more than medium-sized."

After waiting for a while, and no one answered, the man came down disappointed.

If you want to come to this realm, improving your accomplishments is a top priority. Even if someone has it, you will never change it.

"The upgraded version of the calming breath method can cover up and cultivate into three layers. You can't see it clearly after a big state. You can also change the pills of medium quality or above."

Seeing this method, Yi Hengda was moved and regretted. He sold all the Chinese pills, but now only the top-grade pills dare not do it easily.

No one said anything, which means that there are few pills of medium quality or above.

"Can you exchange it with a spirit stone?" Yi Heng asked in a calm voice.

"If there is no elixir, you can exchange it for the elixir of refining pills. If you have more than 200 years of elixir, I don't lack spirit stones." The man replied.

Yi Heng has to give up for the time being. There are not many people who want to come here. There should be a chance.

Sure enough, few people are willing to take out the pills and miracles that involve the promotion of cultivation. This time, the exchange failed again.

Next, most friars came forward to show what they couldn't use in exchange for the pills or skills they needed. Some of them were excited when they were successful in exchange, but most of them were lost, which was quite common.

"Taoist friend, how about five hundred spirit stones for your breath holding method? No one will change it anyway. It's useless for you to stay on your body. It's good to change it into a spirit stone. "

Taking advantage of the monk's confusion, Yi Heng said to the Friar's spiritual sense.

Hearing this, the monk turned his head and nodded slightly.

"Well, it's useless to stay in the body. Ha ha, it's useless if you can't break through the foundation." Say it, stand up and come to Yi Heng, and pass the skill directly to him without much words.

Yi Heng was a little surprised, but he was soon relieved. He thought that the monk was disappointed when he saw that the elixir was so popular that his skill was also chicken ribs.

After taking the skill, he put the stone in an empty storage bag and handed it to the monk. After sweeping the spirit, the monk knew that the number was good. Then he turned away the stone, returned the empty storage bag to Yi Heng, and then turned away.

By this time, the auction is coming to an end.

"Dear friends, this is the end of the auction today. I'll see you in two months." As soon as the voice of the old auctioneer landed, the monks left one after another.

Yi Heng also followed the flow of people out, and then flew to the direction of the square city.

Half an hour later, Yi Heng sits in the guest room in the city.

Looking at the gold carving clothes on my hand, I was very satisfied. I took out the green dagger and scratched it towards the clothes with all my strength. Even though there was no trace on it, I accepted the dagger with satisfaction.

Then he put a mark on the clothes with his spiritual sense. When the spirit consciousness moved, the gold carving clothes were put on.

It's gold, but it's dark. I can't see anything different when I'm wearing black clothes.

With this medium-sized defense weapon to defend the upper body, I think there should be no problem to encounter the attack of needle sword magic weapon.

Although it took more than half of the spirit stone, it was worth it.

Then he took out the upgraded version of the astringent technique and carefully studied it. Sometimes he frowned and understood, and sometimes he pinched and decided. The night passed like this.

Therefore, Yi Heng can only use the wind escape technique, leaping between trees, and gradually leaping into the depths.

Don't mention the elixir of a hundred years in the periphery. As long as the elixir has already been robbed, the more in-depth, the more likely it is to find the elixir.

Yi Heng is very careful at this time. His eyes can only see more than ten feet in front of him. His spiritual sense is also affected. He can only sense about two or three miles around him. Although there is no danger outside, he must be familiar with the environment.

Purple peony likes shade and depends on water. It is said that there is a river in the middle of the forest. Purple peony flowers have been found near that river. It takes about ten thousand miles to enter from here.

Two months later, Yi Heng finally went deep into the misty forest. From here, he was really in the danger zone, guarding against monsters and beasts and monks.At this time, Yi Heng is meditating on a tree to recover his aura. His spiritual consciousness pays close attention to the surrounding activities.

All of a sudden, he opened his eyes and looked ahead. Although it was still a fog, he still had his eyes full of instinct.