Chapter 2070

"It's a real fire in the shade." The thin old man pinched his beard.

"I'll say it!" Ye Chen eyes son bright, hard rub hands, as a alchemy, how can not know the true fire of Taiyin, that is a kind of natural Yin attribute of true fire, can not be said to be different, its level is not low, say, I do not know how much stronger than the samadhi true fire, that level of true fire, has been on the edge of immortal fire, not ordinary precious.

"Are you interested in the real fire of the Taiyin?" Asked the thin old man.

"I am also interested in your Nanming fire." Ye Chen said, and looked at the thin old man Dan sea, that purple flame, is really beautiful, if into the immortal fire, it must be extraordinary.

Seeing ye Chen so, the thin old man sat down again.

Strange only strange, ye Chen's eyes, too abnormal, he was cold, bad, he has been targeted by this goods, at this moment, thinking about auction after him?

Don't say, ye Chen is having this meaning.

It's a lot of work to be done without face. It's not bad.

However, he was still surprised. Or, he was unable to understand and understand the significance of this auction in the nether mainland. So many treasures, such as the real fire of the Taiyin and immortal gold, are all treasures of the day. This is also taken out for auction. How bad it is.

Talk, the auction of the tower, end.

The final price is not low, has passed 80 million, was taken by an old emperor, but compared with the price of Zijin gourd, this small tower is still far away, this is a small fight.

After that, several pieces of products were also very unusual.

However, although many of the baby, the price is not low, but they are not more than 200 million yuan stone gourd, this comparison, the back of the products, are slightly dim, not worth mentioning.

With the attention of all the people, the old man of Youming takes treasures again.

This is a sealed box, which contains red medicine, genuine eight grain Dan, or a life-sustaining eight grain Dan, strong fragrance of medicine, has floated over the entire venue.

Now, the old family members here come to the spirit.

At a glance, the two old eyes were full of fire and heat. What's more, they licked their dry tongue and stared at the treasure box. That was a life-saving medicine.

Eight grain Dan is not common, let alone eight grain Dan.

By their age, the pills that continue to live in Shouyuan are far more precious than those magic weapons. Their lives are gone. They should have hanging use. In front of their lives, everything is floating clouds.

"Eight lines continue to die golden Dan." Ye Chen murmured.

As a saint, he has no reason not to recognize the pills. Among the eight grain pills, it can be regarded as the top quality of the top quality. It is not said how complicated the refining process is. Even the materials needed for the alchemy are extremely difficult to find. Such pills are invaluable to the elder monks.

Now, the pill is being sold and it's a surprise to him.

He still can't understand the significance of the auction in the nether mainland. Is it just a lack of money?

Thinking in his heart, he collected his eyes from the eight grain Dan, looking around the four sides.

Far away, he could feel the old generation's mind, his heart was beating, and the thin old man beside him, as well as the emperor of Honghuang, was licking his tongue.

Seeing this picture, he can not think that the auction will be very intense.

"His mother, I knew that there were eight lines of life renewal Dan, so I should bring more money." The thin old man scolded.

"Bring more money, and you can be too hungry?" Ye Chen leisurely road.

"Bullshit, the dark land is really bullshit." Thin old man was not small in anger, and he put his hands on the complaint. "The real fire in Taiyin, the eight lines of life continued to lead to the Dan, immortal gold, are priceless treasures, which are also sold, and also caused Honghuang people, this is not clear to send gifts to Honghuang?"

"You said, you don't just look at the surface."

"What does it mean."

"The land of the dark is mostly hard to say."

"I don't say it's useless. Just borrow me to grab it! It must be. " Thin old man side over the head, looking forward to Ye Chen, he is also an old guy, no more longevity, need medicine to continue life.

"Even if you lend you all the money, you can't take eight lines of life-sustaining pills." Ye Chen shook his head with a smile.

"Don't try how to know." The thin old man still does not give up.

Ye Chen did not speak, only handed a book to the thin old man. On it, it was filled with handwriting. After careful examination, he knew that it was a variety of alchemy materials, which was tens of thousands.

"What is this." The thin old man wondered.

"The material needed to refine eight grain life-sustaining pill." Ye Chen sipped a sip of wine. "Find out the materials. I will help you to refine it."

"Are you alchemists?" The thin old man was surprised and his expression was dismayed.

"What, not?"

"It's not much like that."

"I will not lend you money. I can help you to develop eight lines of life healing pill." Ye Chen laughed and added, "however, the pills are not refined in vain, but they are to be charged with commission. This is the rule of the alchemist. As for commission, I don't want the source stone or the weapon. As long as your Nanming is away from the fire, I will not talk about it.""You have a big appetite." The thin old man said with a black face.

Ye Chen laughed and looked at the thin old man with a smile. "You have to understand that it's the eight grain elixir for life extension. Its level is infinitely close to the nine grain elixir. I dare say that there are no more than three people who can refine it in the whole world. You can ask other alchemists to ask. If their commission is less than mine, I will help you refine it for free, and I will never break my promise."

The thin old man was silent and frowned.

As ye Chen said, he once asked alchemists to refine eight grain life extending pills, but their commission was more frightening than his life. All these are not important. What is important is that the alchemists are basically in the process of being robbed. It is still unknown whether they can survive.

"You are not an alchemist. What's the use of true fire?" Ye Chen flickers a way.

"Don't make any noise. I'll just point to him." The thin old man coughed.

"With a trace of the origin of Nanming's Lihuo, integrate it into animal fire, and then sell it as real fire. How many years can you do this deception and deception?" Ye Chen skimmed his lips.

"How do you know?" The skinny old man was a little surprised.

"Because it was me who bought you last night."

"It's too..." The thin old man pulled the corners of his mouth with a wonderful look, but he couldn't help looking up and down at Ye Chen. If ye Chen hadn't said it, he didn't know that they were so lucky.

"You can choose the eight patterns life extending pill and Nanming Lihuo." Ye Chen chewed a mouthful of lingguo.

"Pills." The thin old man bit his teeth.

"That's right." Ye Chen is happy. He can't make the nine grain Dan, but the eight pattern pill is very familiar. Now Dan Zun has fallen and the Dan emperor has been buried. Most of the high-level alchemists in the world of alchemy have been buried and should be robbed. He is the master of alchemy.

The thin old man didn't speak any more, just buried his head and looked at his own Danhai.

This fire from Nanming has been with him for thousands of years, just like a relative. However, he will die. In order to live a few years, he has to bear the pain of parting. This choice is a bit cruel.

At the moment, he regretted that he didn't go to be an alchemist, even when he was old. He had to pay such a painful price for a pill to prolong his life.

A moment later, he raised his eyes and peered at Ye Chen.

For some reason, he always felt that the man sitting beside him had a kind of magic power, or a kind of self-confidence, which made him irresistible. He believed him unconditionally and could develop the eight pattern life extending pill. He should understand that the young man with mask is his noble man.

"I'll give you 80 million."

"Ten million more than you, 90 million from me."

"100 million."

When the thin old man was thinking, the auction of BaWen Xuming pills had reached a climax. Many old folks were crazy one by one. They wanted to block up the price of their lives by playing with their children's lives.

Ye Chen drank quietly and watched.

He paid attention to the would-be emperors in flood and famine. He could also figure out that all the would-be emperors were in hibernation, and they all wanted the golden elixir of the eight patterns of life. The real competition was not the monks of the heavens, but them. Compared with the financial resources, the people in the heaven and the people in the flood and famine were far from each other.

"If you want to get pills, you have to pay a price." Ye Chen sneers.

That's right. He is ready to make trouble. He is good at mixing the excrement stick. He can work out the bottom line of each other. This is the name of the pit God, which is to know yourself and know the enemy. It is not for nothing.

"190 million." In the fierce competition, a cold hum rang through the venue.

In a word, the noisy Youming pavilion was silent for a moment. Too many old people had no choice but to shake their heads, while the younger ones were all swallowing their mouths. The price of the eight patterns longevity elixir was higher than the previous purple gold gourd. In order to survive, the old guys all fought for it.

He sat in the corner, covered in black.

Too many people look back, but they can't see through that man's lineup. They only know whether he is a quasi emperor or a quasi emperor with little longevity. Otherwise, they would not bid so hard.

"But there's a price increase." The old man of the nether world opened his mouth and scanned below.

He didn't respond to this, but he wanted to respond. However, he didn't have any money. The old people were killed, let alone the younger ones. It was a quasi imperial class. Should we compare our financial resources with him?

"Even if no one increases the price, the eight patterns will return to

"One hundred and ninety million would like to take a picture of the life extending pill, which is too beautiful." Before the old man of Youming finished speaking, a faint smile suddenly rang out. It came from the East and Taowu emperor. The goods were leisurely, reclining on the seat and happily turning the finger.

"The king gave 200 million." Tao Wu pondered and laughed.

In a word, let that black robed emperor to be dejected to lower his old eyes, only sighed, Honghuang intervened, he was doomed to no fate.

He gave up directly, and there was no intention to increase the price of other practices.

Everyone knows that the auction of the BaWen life extending elixir will really start. The bidders will be the giants of the great famine, and they will be more than the financial resources. Their small roles, even the quasi emperor level, are far from enough. If Hong Huang wants to, no one can take away the pills.The way of life is the way of life. People are more than people. It's cruel to crush people to death.