"But... Zhenjun, the disciples feel a little strange. The refining process of this thing sounds really complicated and unusual, but it is not difficult to do. According to what they said, there should be many examples of taking it before it was lost. Yes.

There shouldn't be any explanation for whether it's good or bad. Why is it just "according to hearsay"?"

Now that the discussion has reached this point, Ningxia doesn't mind asking further. Anyway, they are all their own people, so it's normal to ask and understand.

She felt strange. Nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces of soul and those lost production techniques seemed difficult to outsiders, but for the inventors, wasn't it an easy task? Even if it's not easy, there is always something productive.

.You will know if this thing can assist in ascension. How come there is no news at all in the end? Everyone only hears legends? Isn’t this too confusing?

Zhenjun Yuanheng shook his head honestly. He is not omnipotent. This thing has long been recorded in ancient books. He only learned about it through the legends of his teachers and some historical materials, so he told them this.

Children. As for the truth inside, he doesn't know much. At most, he knows that there is something fishy about it.

But he could provide another clue to the children.

"It is said that the refining process of this item is complicated and the failure rate is high. The survival rate of the soul in the elixir is not high, so it should be kept alive by secret methods. Presumably, this soul cannot be used casually...it has always been refined.

I don't know what other conditions this thing has to meet." He looked deeply at the strange-looking container below, with an unclear expression on his face.

"As for the authenticity of this object, the only person we know who has definitely come into contact with this object is probably the Great Emperor. However, he has long been lost in the torrent of history, and we have no way of knowing anything..."

The Great Emperor of the Sea of ​​Clouds.

Emperor of the Sea of ​​Clouds? This name seemed to her... Ningxia was a little confused and fell into some long thoughts. She seemed to have caught something and it passed by in a flash. But she seemed to be unable to remember anything...

…

The bidding price below has climbed to 100 million, and there are only a few voices making noise. It seems that it is almost over.

It’s an astonishing amount of money. I don’t know who owns this thing?

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In a certain box

The woman frowned, then relaxed her brows and turned back to her seat.

The man sitting next to her was a little confused and asked, "Junior sister, you don't want this thing anymore?" After bidding for so long, she must really want it. Based on his understanding of it, there is no way she would just give up.

He didn't think Qi Weirui was considering the price issue. Others didn't know, but he knew how much wealth this junior sister inherited from her mother's family. With the wealth in her hands, she could build a medium-sized sect alone.

There are enough doors.

She is truly a proud daughter of heaven, there is no doubt about it.

But this person suddenly stopped. Does this mean... he doesn't want it anymore?

"I don't want it. It's a crappy thing. I don't know if it's true or not. I just wanted to buy it for tens of millions, and I didn't want too many flies to stick to it, which would be annoying! That's all, why not keep it for a while and buy some useful things." Qi Weirui was a little confused.

He spoke carelessly and indulgently.

Hearing this, Shi Haisheng smiled helplessly: "You... it's true." Perhaps he knew the other party's concerns, so he said softly and softly: "Don't worry, I don't need your spirit stone... I can see whatever I want in a while.

Take the photo and treat it as a gift from my senior brother. Thank you for your hard work in the past few days."

Qi Weirui seemed to squeeze out a soft hum from her nose, which actually sounded like a coquettish one.

But when everyone returned to the arena, the red light in their eyes flashed, and there was a hint of ferocity.

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In another box

Taihe Zhenjun and other Huyang sect disciples were also discussing the vat of Gu pill below. However, like the Wuhua sect, there was a lot of discussion. No one participated in the bidding.

"This price was

It's quite outrageous. No matter which sect takes the bid, the funds will probably be drained out all at once. I won't be able to buy anything else for a while." Hearing another bid from below, a Huyang sect disciple said with emotion,

Breathtaking.

"The one who is left now is the rich man. It is impossible to say that he was prepared in advance. Our sect cannot imagine it..." The person who spoke this time was an older Jindan master. If you really want to count, he is the first master.

Men Zhaohe, one of Zhenjun's direct disciples, can also be regarded as a serious elder of Zhenjun Taihe. So he spoke more casually and didn't pay too much attention to it.

Zhenjun Taihe didn't feel at all about his elders secretly complaining about the poverty of his sect. Because what he said was true, and it was also something that had always bothered him.

In the past five years, the Huyang Sect has indeed gradually emerged from the haze of the past under the leadership of Zhenjun Taihe, and has begun to emerge. The war between good and evil five years ago did not defeat them, but instead gave this ancient sect, which has been declining for a long time, new vitality.

Both internal strength and diplomatic power have made significant progress.

However, the Huyang Sect has been in ruins for many years, and the territory and wealth that were divided up will never come back and become a thing of the past. With everything waiting to be done, the obvious constraints of the Huyang Sect are still highlighted.

One word - poor.

Because of their poverty, they were constrained in many aspects. Fortunately, the entire sect was united, the disciples were united, and the superiors were dedicated, and they gradually got out of this predicament.

But the situation of being short of money still happens from time to time. To be honest, they come to this kind of auction just to watch the excitement. They can hardly afford to buy anything, so they can just enjoy it.

In response to a certain elder's suspected knocking words, Taihe Zhenjun didn't even move the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

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In a certain box

The woman frowned, then relaxed her brows and turned back to her seat.

The man sitting next to her was a little confused and asked, "Junior sister, you don't want this thing anymore?" After bidding for so long, she must really want it. Based on his understanding of it, there is no way she would just give up.

He didn't think Qi Weirui was considering the price issue. Others didn't know, but he knew how much wealth this junior sister inherited from her mother's family. With the wealth in her hands, she could build a medium-sized sect alone.

There are enough doors.

She is truly a proud daughter of heaven, there is no doubt about it.

But this person suddenly stopped. Does this mean... he doesn't want it anymore?

"I don't want it. It's a crappy thing. I don't know if it's true or not. I just wanted to buy it for tens of millions, and I didn't want too many flies to stick to it, which would be annoying! That's all, why not keep it for a while and buy some useful things." Qi Weirui was a little confused.

He spoke carelessly and indulgently.

Hearing this, Shi Haisheng smiled helplessly: "You... it's true." Perhaps he knew the other party's concerns, so he said softly and softly: "Don't worry, I don't need your spirit stone... I can see whatever I want in a while.
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