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Chapter 567: Setting the Price of Qi Fighting

"As luck would have it, Commander Fan is not good at water." He Lingchuan could tell by looking at his expression that he was half-convinced. After all, Fan Sheng had been famous for a long time and his fists were very hard. The possibility of losing to a 17 or 18-year-old boy was extremely slim.

The atmosphere in Lingxu City is exaggerated. There are many braggarts per capita, and those who have two points of skill can often boast ten points. Even in the small fly restaurant next to the market, even the poor people sitting there drinking dare to say that they want to do something worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Business. If you don’t believe in the New Year’s greetings, what’s weird?

He Lingchuan didn't explain much and changed the topic and asked Fu Shanyue: "What did you find?"

Fu Shanyue shook his head.

"Tianyulou will start shooting the old blood-infused vine soon." He Lingchuan said immediately, "Go over and take a look?"

"What's so good about that?" He's not a rabbit and has no interest in medicinal herbs.

"The Aqua Tribe's scaly disease can be treated with medicine made from the fruits of the old Bloodvine." He Lingchuan occasionally worked for A Luo in Panlong City to collect materials, and he was no stranger to the Bloodvine. What's interesting is that this kind of

Vines are not uncommon in Chipa Plateau, but they cannot grow in Bega Country. Even artificial transplantation cannot be done. "Our acquaintance needs it very much, right?"

"Zhongsun?" Fu Shanyue bared his white teeth, "It's interesting, let's go and have a look."

He Lingchuan smiled and said goodbye to Nian Zanli, and left the wing hand in hand with Fu Shanyue.

It wasn't until he walked out of the corridor that Fu Shanyue asked him: "Why did you start chatting with a surrendered general?"

He didn't think of it when they met, but he realized it later. He Lingchuan was startled: "Submit a general? Where did he surrender from?"

The more Fushan remembered that he was a foreigner, and did not understand the twists and turns: "That was originally a general from the Yuan Kingdom. He rebelled last year and defected to our Bejia. However, the battle in the Yuan Kingdom last summer did not go well.

Although he got his reward, he lost many of his men. I heard that he always wanted to borrow troops from Bega and go back for revenge."

He Lingchuan was amused: "If you use your own troops to fight, you will lose. How can you win if you borrow troops?"

"Isn't that right?" Fushan Yue said disdainfully, "Bejia is the most in need of surrendered generals. He can borrow troops, so I admire him."

"Why do you have such a deep obsession to go to war with your motherland?"

Fu Shanyue smiled and said: "A general must have military exploits before we can think highly of him. Didn't I say that Bejia never lacks generals?"

While talking, the two of them had walked through the winding stone path all the way to Tianyu Tower. Although this building is the highest, it is located under the huge stone wall, and water falls from it almost all the time, like rain from the sky.

Drops of raindrops hit the roof tiles, making a tinny sound that is sweet to the ears and refreshing to the heart.

Tianyu Tower also has three floors. Because of the heavy moisture, the building is covered with large and small vines. The scene reminded He Lingchuan of the south gate of Panlong City. But the thing lying on the outer wall of Tianyu Tower is certainly not a cannibal.

The vines are such an eye-catching thing, but the flowers blooming from those vines are also very beautiful, red, purple, pink and yellow, adding a touch of color to late autumn.

The sales here are in full swing.

When the servant led the two people into the small hall on the second floor, the sale of blood-filled vines had already begun.

At first glance, this thing looks like a close relative of the cannibal vine. It looks ferocious and has spikes on its body, but in fact it does not feed on humans or animals. The red liquid flowing out of the wounds on the vine is not blood, but vines.

Juice. This kind of rattan has strong vitality but grows very slowly. It blooms and bears fruit only once every thirty years, and it will take another thirty years for the next time.

The blood-irrigating vine on the stand has already produced light red berries. When the fruit turns dark purple, it will be fully mature and can be used as medicine.

He Lingchuan read the description of the auction. This plant was originally found most on the Chipa Plateau in the Panlong Wasteland. However, more than a hundred years ago, the wasteland turned into a desert, and this plant disappeared with it, making it very precious.

The items for this auction were shipped from the eastern continent, and it was not easy to calculate the fruit-falling period.

He Lingchuan's understanding of the word "very difficult" means that it costs a lot of money. Strangely enough, the blood-vine grows on land and does not need to be watered several times throughout the year, but the fruit can cure aquatic scaly syndrome.

For weak aquariums, the scales on the body surface will not grow back once they fall off. If the skin is exposed to the air or water for a long time, it is easy to get sick. Even if the sharks can go ashore, the scales on the skin often appear.

It was cracked and bleeding, and even the water-retaining formation couldn't be used. It was very painful.

Therefore, there are the most Aqua Tribes or Aqua Tribe agents sitting in this hall. After all, not all Aqua Tribes can walk ashore.

As Fu Shanyue walked into the hall, his eyes brightened up as he scanned the entire room. He pointed at a person in the front row and said, "The real master is here."

He Lingchuan took a look and saw that it was also a blue-skinned shark, and his profile looked very similar to Zhong Sunmou's.

"He's from the Zhongsun family too?" What a good luck.

Fu Shanyue sneered: "He is Zhongsun Mou's eldest brother Zhongsun Ce. He is the only one left in the Zhongsun family in their generation."

Zhongsun Ce's third brother died at the hands of Fu Shanyue, and his second brother died at the hands of He Lingchuan. What kind of fate was this?

There are seven or eight families on the field now raising placards and bidding for the surrender of the blood-infused vine. It looks quite fierce.

Zhongsun Ce was also one of the placard-raisers.

He was still young and did not need the Blood Vine. He Lingchuan speculated that he was bid for his great-grandfather Zhong Sunchi. After all, the fishman was old enough to use the elixir to prolong his life. The scales on his body were probably like the teeth of a centenarian.

Whether to drop it or not to drop it all depends on their own mood.

This was a serious matter for the Zhongsun family, and Zhongsun Ce had to deal with it despite the pain of losing his younger brother. After several rounds, there were only three bidders left.

The losers left the venue one after another, and the seats next to Zhongsun Ce were also empty.

He Lingchuan murmured there, Fushan became more and more aware, and Shi Shiran walked over and sat down.

Zhongsun Ce's face changed color when he saw him: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm tired of walking, come and see the excitement." Fu Shanyue waved, and the boy came over to bring tea, "How are you, Mr. Zhongsun?"

Zhongsun Ce remained silent.

The death of Zhong Sunmou caused an uproar in the family, and then Du Yunshi came to investigate the case of the elixir of life.

Neither of these two things can be hidden from anyone, and now it is being spread among the upper circles of Lingxu City that the Zhongsun family is going to be in bad luck.

Mr. Zhongsun couldn't eat or sleep well for several days. The attack of scaly syndrome became more severe. His whole body was itchy and painful, which lasted almost all the time.

The doctor in the clan said that drugs to relieve numbness and itching cannot be taken for a long time, so the Zhongsun family took aim at the blood-filled vine sold in Dunyuan.

His family's current predicament was mostly due to the Prince Chiyan in front of him. As a result, this guy sat next to him and made him feel disgusted. Zhongsun Ce felt that he had greatly improved his self-cultivation in recent years by not jumping up and attacking him.

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The more Fushan looked at him, the more he ignored his rudeness.

If he hadn't been promoted to the Prince of Scarlet Yan, Zhongsun Ce would have probably started scolding him. He used to be just a dissatisfied prince in Lingxu City. Everyone knew that the throne of the Scarlet Yan Demon King could not be given to him, and these boys from the Zhongsun family also could not give him the throne.

There was a lot of sarcasm; this time he returned to Lingxu City with the title of prince, just to experience the refreshing feeling of returning home in fine clothes.

In the past few days, the dignitaries in Lingxu City had to greet him with smiles when they saw him. Today, anyone who saw him in Dunyuan would come up to him and respectfully call him "Your Highness."

That kind of elation, tsk!

It was really frustrating back then, but now I feel so happy.

During this period, two more rounds of raising cards passed, and now there were only two competitors left on the field. Of course, Zhongsun Ce was one of them.

After another three rounds, the other company also gave up. After all, eight thousand taels of silver for ten blood-filled vines was already an outrageous price. Although scaly disease is painful, its direct fatality rate is not high. Compared with eight million dollars, most

The water tribe felt that they could endure it a little longer.

At such a high price, the salesman's voice was filled with magnetism: "The sixty-year-old blood-infusing vine costs eight thousand taels for ten plants. Is there anything higher?"

"once."

"Twice..."Oh, it showed up, eight thousand five hundred taels!" Someone actually bid again?

Zhongsun Ce turned around and unexpectedly discovered that the person holding the placard was Fu Shanyue! He said sternly: "Fu Shanyue, what are you doing!"

"We are buying something." Fu Shanyue rang his ears and said, "Keep your voice down." The bidder kept counting the prices, but Zhongsun Ce had no choice but to hold up his placard, and now the price reached nine thousand taels.

If the auction price exceeds 5,000 taels, it will be increased by 5,000 taels to avoid wasting everyone's time.

Fu Shanyue raised his sign without hesitation: "Ten thousand taels.

” There was a small commotion at the scene. Everyone knew that buying these ten blood-irrigated vines for five thousand taels was a premium, but they didn’t expect that they could be doubled.

"Why are you infusing blood vines?" Zhong Sunce suppressed his anger, "You don't have scales on your body!"

"I have acquired a few new fish monsters as pets and kept them in the palace's big lake." Fu Shanyue said with a smile, "The biggest one, the old one, has been losing its scales recently and keeps rubbing on the lake rocks all day long.

It's like a dog rubbing against the roots of a tree, I have to patch it up."

"You!" Zhongsun Ce was so angry that he punched him on the bridge of the nose.

Fushan Yue grabbed his wrist with a snap, and smiled coldly and coldly, his four fangs flashing coldly: "Are you fighting me on the ground?"

His five pointed claws lengthened and pierced into Zhongsun Ce's wrist, causing blood to gush out immediately.

Zhongsun Ce made a secret with his left hand and was about to hit him with ice. Fortunately, several guards nearby rushed forward immediately and shouted:

"Fighting is strictly prohibited in Dunyuan, please let go!"

This is the capital of monsters, fights are common, and they are particularly experienced in handling them.

Fu Shanyue shook off Zhongsun Ce's arm, licked the blood on his paws, and sighed: "It stinks, it smells like fish."

Zhongsun Ce pressed his wrist, his cheeks tensed, and he obviously gritted his teeth. As the guards treated his wounds, he stared at Fu Shanyue for a moment and said coldly: "You insist on going against me today?"

"I also need this thing, how can I say that I am against you?" Fushan said, "If you beat me, the blood-filled vine will naturally be yours."

Zhongsun Ce raised his sign again with a livid face.

The auction, which had been interrupted due to an unexpected accident, could continue. After several rounds of chasing after each other, the price had already been raised to fifteen thousand taels. After hearing the news, guests from several nearby halls rushed over to watch the excitement.

The price setting is always the best thing to watch at a sales event.


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