The Black Demon Lord waved his hand: "You don't have to be sad, life and death are up to you. I have lived for more than 10,000 years, so I have made a profit." The Black Demon Lord was quite open-minded.
"Master, is there no way to extend your lifespan?" Niu Tiankuang really couldn't bear to see the Black Evil Lord die.
"Unless I find the Magic Grass, I can hope to advance to the late stage of transcending the tribulation and extend my lifespan for decades. Unfortunately...the Magic Grass is too difficult to find..." The Black Demon Lord shook his head helplessly.
"No, I will go down the mountain to look for the magic grass," after saying that, Niu Tiankuang turned around and left.
"Stop," the Black Devil Lord shouted softly: "Your most important task now is to practice the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu. You can't be distracted by doing other things."
"But the Magic Grass..." Niu Tiankuang shouted.
The Black Devil Lord smiled: "Just leave the matter of the Magic Grass to your father. If your father can't find the Magic Grass, then you have no choice." In terms of cultivation and experience, Niu Tiankuang is better than Niu Shenguang. Much worse.
"But..." Niu Tiankuang wanted to say something else.
"Okay," the Black Demon Lord said with a serious face: "Now you go and practice for me immediately. After the demonic energy in your body is stable, I will help you condense the golden elixir."
Seeing that the Black Evil Lord was angry, Niu Tiankuang said no more, bent down and saluted, then walked towards the depths of the cave.
Looking at Niu Tiankuang's leaving figure, the Black Demon King raised the corner of his mouth, smiled, and said secretly in his heart: This brat really cares about me.
…
Mu Yunfeng shook the golden fan in his hand: "This fan is called the Golden Light Fan. It is a wild ancient treasure. In terms of power, it is no worse than ordinary spiritual treasures..."
"Senior Mu Yun, this fan looks quite precious. Who knows if it is really that powerful," Lu Sanshan expressed doubts.
"Yes, we can't just rely on a few words from you, Senior Mu Yun, to convince us that the fan is a powerful ancient treasure," many people agreed.
Mu Yunfeng smiled slightly: "Since everyone doesn't believe in the power of the Golden Light Fan, I will give you a test." As he spoke, Mu Yunfeng took out a dark iron block from his storage bag: " This piece is iron essence, and everyone must know how hard the iron essence is." Mu Yunfeng threw the iron essence into the air, raised the golden light fan with his right hand and waved it gently, a golden light shot out from the fan, and hit the iron essence directly. Jingshang, "Pfft," the iron jing instantly split into two pieces and fell to the ground.
"Ah," everyone was shocked. Iron essence is usually used to refine flying swords. The best material for flying swords is very hard. I didn't expect that it would be easily split into two pieces by the golden fan. This is incredible. .
Jin Fenghuang's eyes gleamed: "What a sharp fan."
Lu Sanshan and others also had greedy looks on their faces.
A glimmer of interest flashed in Lin San's eyes. Not only was this golden fan gorgeous in appearance, it was also very powerful. It would also be good to get it for show.
"Everyone has seen the power of the Golden Light Fan. I am definitely not deceiving you. This Golden Light Fan is indeed a cherished ancient treasure of the wilderness. The bidding will begin below. The base price of the Golden Light Fan is one million mid-level spiritual stones." Mu Yunfeng shouted loudly.
"I offer 1.2 million mid-level spiritual stones," Lu Sanshan shouted anxiously.
"I offer 1.3 million mid-level spiritual stones," Golden Phoenix shouted, unwilling to lag behind.
"One and a half million,"
"One million and eight hundred thousand,"
"Two million,"
…
The attraction of the ancient treasure is indeed not small. Many people are jealous of the thick-necked bidder. In the blink of an eye, the price of the Golden Light Fan has soared to four million mid-level spiritual stones.
As the price gets higher and higher, there are fewer and fewer people competing. Those who quit are not because they don’t want to get the Golden Light Fan, but because they are too cash-strapped to afford a large amount of spiritual stones.
As time passed, only Lu Sanshan, Jin Fenghuang, the woodcutter man and an old man with a white beard, Lin San, were left in the hall competing.
Another half-stick of incense time has passed.
The only bidders left were Lu Sanshan, Jin Fenghuang, the woodcutter man, and Lin San.
"Four, two million, mid-level spiritual stones," Golden Phoenix shouted loudly.
"Four and a half million mid-level spiritual stones," Lu Sanshan was also determined to win the Golden Light Fan.
The woodcutter man sneered: "I'll give you five million mid-level spiritual stones." Good guy, he opened his mouth and added five hundred thousand mid-level spiritual stones.
It was Lin San's turn to increase the price. Lin San pondered for a moment and announced his withdrawal from the competition. Although the Golden Light Fan was good, it was not worth Lin San spending more than five million mid-level spiritual stones to buy.
Lin Sanyi quit, and the competition between Jin Fenghuang, Lu Sanshan and the Woodcutter Man became more intense.
"Seven million mid-level spiritual stones," Lu Sanshan stood up and waved his fist fiercely.
The woodcutter man frowned and withdrew.
Jin Fenghuang looked hesitant and seemed to want to increase the price.
Lu Sanshan glanced at Jin Fenghuang: "Jin Fenghuang, do you want to increase the price? If you don't want to increase the price, tell me quickly."
"Hmph, who said I won't increase the price," Jin Fenghuang snorted softly: "I will pay eight million mid-level spiritual stones."
"Uh..." Lu Sanshan's face twitched a few times. He didn't expect that Golden Phoenix would increase the price so much.
Jin Fenghuang looked at Lu Sanshan with disdain: "Lu Sanshan, I might as well tell you: I have decided to order the Golden Light Fan. Even if I spend all my savings, I will not hesitate."
Lu Sanshan's face turned ugly.
"Friend Daoist Lu, do you want to increase the price?" Mu Yunfeng asked.
"I..." Lu Sanshan reached out and touched the storage bag at his waist. There were still 10 million mid-level spiritual stones in the bag. If they were all used to auction the golden fan, there would be no competition for the spiritual stones for the treasures behind. .
Seeing Lu Sanshan's silence, Mu Yunfeng spoke again and urged: "Friend Lu, do you want to increase the price?"
"Hey..." Lu Sanshan took a long breath: "I quit,"
Seeing Lu Sanshan withdraw, Jin Fenghuang suddenly showed a proud smile on his face.
"Are there any other fellow Taoists who have increased their prices?" the woodcutter man asked three times as usual. When no one answered, he announced that the golden fan belonged to the golden phoenix.
"Wait a minute," Lin San suddenly stood up: "I will bid 8.5 million mid-level spiritual stones for the Golden Light Fan."
Jin Fenghuang shouted to Lin San angrily: "You are a scoundrel. You clearly quit just now. Why are you coming out to bid again now?"
Lin San smiled slightly: "Who said I quit? I just took a short break,"
"You...you are shameless..." Jin Fenghuang's pretty face turned red with anger, and he wanted to step forward and kick Lin Sanliang hard.
Lin San was too lazy to talk to Jin Fenghuang and looked up at Mu Yunfeng: "Fellow Mu Yun, I should have the right to participate in the competition now, right?"
"Yes, as long as the Golden Light Fan has not been auctioned, you can participate in the competition," Mu Yunfeng certainly would not be in trouble with the spirit stones. He was also eager for a few more people to compete, so that he could earn more spirit stones. Stone.
Lin San turned back and glanced at Jin Fenghuang: "Fellow Taoist Mu Yun has agreed that I can compete, what else do you have to say?"