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Xiao Yan learned from the strange fire memory screen of his ancestor Xiao Xuan that the Dou Emperor family did not actually live in Dou Qi Continent, but lived in a small world of its own.

These methods are truly terrifying.

At the auction, in order to highlight the value of the residual painting, the auctioneer kept his mouth shut and chattered a lot, but the place was still silent.

Because auction houses often bring out unknown junk items to deceive auctioneers.

After the silence in the auction room lasted for nearly five minutes, the auctioneer finally sighed. Just when he was about to announce that the auction had ended, a voice suddenly made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"One hundred and ten thousand."

A faint voice broke the silence in the venue. Immediately, countless eyes moved along the sound, and finally stopped on Xiao Yan, who was near the front row. A few mutterings started to sound.

"The alchemist is really not short of money."

"That's it, spending hundreds of thousands of gold coins to buy such a thing."

"Hey, I guess this person doesn't know the insidiousness of the auction house and thinks it's really a good thing. He doesn't know that there are many such things throughout the year."

Fan Ling pondered for a moment, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the ancient rags swinging slightly in the auctioneer's hands. He glanced at Xiao Yan again, his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of treacherous pride in the corner of his mouth.

"One hundred and thirty thousand gold coins." Fan Ling looked at Xiao Yan provocatively.

"Two hundred thousand." Xiao Yan said slowly without even looking at Fan Ling.

As soon as the price came out, everyone present was ready to watch the show. There was no doubt that this was a bargain.

However, no matter what others think, Xiao Yan is just an old god sitting there, looking very casual.

"Three hundred thousand." Fan Ling sneered. No matter what, he didn't want Xiao Yan to have an easy time.

"One million." Xiao Yan said leisurely, as if the price was just a number from his mouth, and he was joking.

In fact, Xiao Yan is indeed rich now. The 10 million gold coins given by Ya Fei are just pocket money. Xiao Yan's real wealth is his alchemy skills.

The amount of pills he currently possesses would be an astronomical figure if converted into gold coins.

At this time, Xiao Ning and the others around Xiao Yan were completely weak from hearing this. They have gained a lot of experience!

Fan Ling hadn't made a quotation yet, so the old man beside him quickly said: "Young Sect Master, you must not do this."

Fan Ling shook off the old man and said coldly: "One million and one hundred thousand."

However, unexpectedly, Xiao Yan did not bid again, but raised his hands to look at Fan Ling. Even though his face was hidden by the hood, anyone could see that Xiao Yan's face was hidden under the hood.

of ridicule.

"You like it so much, so I'll give it to you."

"You!" Fan Ling glared at Xiao Yan. One million gold coins to buy a rag was completely beyond his affordability. Even though their Blood Sect family was very rich, he still had other things to buy today and spent a lot of money inexplicably.

If you buy a tattered gadget at such a low price, you will definitely be scolded by your own father.

Xun'er sent a message and said: "Brother Xiao Yan, Xun'er still has some gold coins here."

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. When he was a child, he was taken care of by the rich woman Xun'er, and he is still being taken care of now.

But the feeling of being taken care of is really good.

"No, he will give it to me when the time comes." Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Regardless of Fan Ling's fierce eyes, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes and waited for the appearance of the earth-level fighting skills.

A mere blood sect, still want to grab something from the hands of my heavenly protector of the Soul Palace? You know, there is a branch of the Soul Palace in the Black Corner Region!

And Xiao Yan still has more than 30,000 soul points in his hand.

I really am looking for death and have found myself in the hands of the Lord of Hell.

The auction continued, and except for a few rare medicinal plants that Xiao Yan was selling, Xiao Yan didn't have much interest in anything else.

Sometimes participating in an auction is a kind of torture. Xiao Meng and others were very excited at first, but later they even felt sleepy and numb.

When the auction was about to come to an end, a truly weighty auction item finally appeared. It was a roll of fighting skills. To be precise, it was a roll of body-type fighting skills.

"Three Thousand Thunderbolts, physical fighting skills, level, low level."

The auctioneer also knew that this was the highlight, so he didn't even say any more nonsense. He just said the briefest message, which was just fourteen words. In an instant, the entire noisy auction fell into silence. Countless people

Dao Chihong's eyes suddenly turned to the silver scroll on the crystal table, and his rapid breathing sounded like a bellows.

Even Xiao Yan is not immune to this, after all, the explosive steps he is currently using can no longer keep up.

"Earth-level body fighting skills." Xiao Yan took a deep breath and turned around him. At this moment, his heart was inevitably beating faster, and his eyes were full of shock!

This Black Angle Domain is really terrifying. I heard that this earth-level fighting skill was also auctioned last year.

However, Xiao Yan also understood that this was not because earth-level fighting skills were scattered all over the Black Angle Domain like cabbage, but because this was the Black Angle Domain.

These are all rat goods, black goods!

When he heard the three thousand thunders, Xun'er frowned and said, "Brother Xiao Yan, your body fighting skills are not that good."

"Hmm? Is there any flaw in this body fighting technique?" Xiao Yan asked.

Xun'er shook his head and said: "It's not a problem with the fighting skills themselves. The speed of these three thousand thunderbolts can even be compared to the advanced body fighting skills of the Earth level. The problem lies in its origin."

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, and he also guessed that these three thousand thunder movements must have a background.

"These Three Thousand Thunder Movements come from Fenglei Pavilion. Although they are only earth-level low-level fighting skills, these Three Thousand Thunder Movements are the method of Fenglei Pavilion to control the pavilion. They are the prerequisite for the cultivation of the Earth-level high-level fighting skills Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body, so

The confidentiality is extremely strict and cannot be practiced by anyone but the core disciples of the cabinet. If outsiders practice it... they will be relentlessly pursued by Fenglei Pavilion." Xun'er looked worried.

Xun'er knew that the reason why the power of these three thousand thunder phantom bodies is comparable to that of heaven is because it has something to do with the Thunder Clan, an ancient Dou Emperor family, and the water here is very deep.

Hearing Xun'er's words, Xiao Yan was not worried at all, but instead showed a hint of enthusiasm, fearing that his fighting skills were not strong enough.

Of course Xiao Yan knows what Fenglei Pavilion is. Fenglei Pavilion is one of the top forces in Dou Qi Continent and one of the Sifang Pavilions in Zhongzhou.

But! Not to mention the Sifang Pavilion, even San Gu Xiao Yan is not afraid. Because he is the heaven-level protector of the Soul Palace.

Qian Fenglei Pavilion is so smart that he chases him to the Soul Palace!

Xiao Yan pinched Xun'er's pretty face and smiled: "Hahaha, if your brother Xiao Yan is even afraid of Fenglei Pavilion, how will the Xiao clan gain a foothold in Dou Qi Continent in the future?"

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Xun'er was shocked. She always felt that there was something in Xiao Yan's words.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you..."

Before Xun'er could say anything, Xiao Yan made an offer: "Ten million gold coins."

There was no minimum auction price for these three thousand thunders, but Xiao Yan stopped talking nonsense and directly quoted all the gold coins he currently owned.

Xiao Yan doesn't know exactly how many gold coins he owns. After all, in addition to what Ya Fei gave him, Xiao Yan, as the young leader of the Xiao clan, also has some savings.

Anyway, he still has elixirs that are not enough, so he will outprice others today!

Get them all out of the way, I'm going to kill these three thousand thunderbolts!

Hearing Xiao Yan's direct offer of tens of millions of gold coins, no matter whether it was the Blood Sect, the Heavenly Snake Mansion or the Black Skull Tomb, they were all surprised and frightened by Xiao Yan's generosity!

A local low-level body fighting skill will naturally cost more than 10 million gold coins, but if it is illegal, then that is another matter.

After the lonely and silent auction house lasted for nearly a few minutes, it finally gradually recovered. People looked at each other, and they were all shocked by the terrifying sky-high price and their blood was boiling. Ten million, such a huge amount,

How long does it take for a force to accumulate?

Xiao Yan actually offered such a high price, which obviously caught the Blood Sect, Sky Snake Mansion, Black Skull Tomb and other forces off guard. After looking at each other, they all withdrew their bids with ugly expressions.

The Blood Sect was blocked even before bidding.

Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect, glanced at Xiao Yan with cold eyes, his palms trembled slightly, and he lowered his head slightly, with a sinister smile and murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, if you didn't take these three thousand thunder moves, maybe I wouldn't have time to deal with you. Since you are seeking your own death, don't blame me."

Seeing Xiao Yan take the picture of Three Thousand Thunderbolts so decisively, Xun'er didn't say anything. She believed that Xiao Yan must have his own ideas.

Although these Three Thousand Thunderbolts are not the last lot of the auction, they are the last for Xiao Yan. It is not that Xiao Yan has no money, but that the last item is a seventh-grade elixir, Yin Yang Xuan Long Dan.

Although this elixir was good, the conditions of the auction made Xiao Yan refuse to auction it.

Because the auction conditions require the seller to agree to two things.

Xiao Yan directly cursed in his heart that this alchemist was a fool. How could a mere seventh-grade elixir want to command him?

In the end, Elder Qing of the Heavenly Snake Mansion obtained the Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill at the cost of two favors from the Dou Huang of the Heavenly Snake Mansion.

At the end of the auction, Xiao Yan handed over all the money and then divided everything except the three thousand thunderbolts and medicinal materials among Xiao Yu and the others.

"Xiao Yu, you can find a place to refine the Thunder Bat Sky Wings and you can use the flying fighting skills. The next step back from Black Seal City to Canaan Academy is to give the five of you the final test."

"Xun'er and I have other things to do." Xiao Yan smiled and ignored the five of them. If they had to protect them even when they went back, they would not be able to grow.

After saying that, Xiao Yan took Xun'er's little hand and disappeared into the crowd.

Letting Xiao Yan pull him, Xun'er asked: "Brother Xiao Yan is planning to find someone from the Blood Sect to retrieve the remaining map of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire?"

Only Xun'er and Xiao Yan knew that in the auction just now, the residual picture was the most valuable thing. If it were to be sold, it would be worth at least an eighth-grade elixir or even more.

To Xun'er's surprise, Xiao Yan actually shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay to leave the residual picture in the Blood Sect. They don't know what its use is anyway. They can just find an opportunity to get it back. But if something happens to the elixir,

If it is eaten, it is really gone."
To be continued...