Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

"An eight-level pill of seven-color pill thunder."

Yao Jianyan's words resounded in the hall.

Gu Xun'er glanced back and said in a low voice, "As expected of the medicinal clan, besides the pill, they also have the most pill."

However, Yao Jianyan's bid was simply unable to resist those who wanted this broken picture, and soon someone would bid higher or even higher than him.

"An eight-level pill of eight-color pill thunder." An old body voice sounded from the front of the crowd. As soon as the words fell, there was a slight uproar in the hall.

It's just a broken picture, and it's not complete, so I was willing to take out the pill of the eight-color pill.

"Three." Yao Jianyan stood up and stretched out three fingers: "Three pills of eight-color pill."

At this time, the old voice did not ring, but a new voice resounded:

"Five."

The voice is still faint, but it is a woman.

"The flames of the Yan clan." Gu Xun'er swept her eyes and found her identity.

Chen Mo's gaze swept away and found that she was dressed in a flaming red robe, with short red hair, and her figure was also considered superior, but she was definitely incomparable with Gu Xun'er.

At first glance, the style is extremely hot.

The cultivation base of the Five-Star Douzun.

The Red Lotus Industry Fire ranked eighth in the different fire rankings.

This is a prompt given by the system.

"Huo Zhi, your Yan Clan has so many strange fires, why, you even want Jinglian Demon Fire." Yao Jianyan looked at the voice, and when he found that he was a familiar person, he smiled coldly, and then faintly again. Said: "Eight."

"I haven't heard of anyone who dislikes a lot of different fires. I heard that Chen Mo, the chief pavilion of Lingyan Pavilion, is still carrying four kinds of different fires. Do you want to ask him..." Seeing his identity was recognized, Huo Zhi didn't deliberately hide his true voice anymore. It was a subwoofer-like Yu Jie's voice, playing with the taste: "A nine-color pill pill of eight grades."

Listening to the two bidding, an uproar sounded in the hall. I didn't expect that the Yan Clan of the Ancient Eight Clan also came, and judging from the appearance of the Yaojianyan, it was obviously one of the Ancient Eight Clan.

Two of the ancient eight clans appeared suddenly, which was unexpected.

Yao Jianyan didn't say this to Huo Zhi again. Chen Mo had a lot of strange fires in his hands, but there were a few people who dared to grab them. It was better than the soul palace, and was planted in his hands last time.

"Two." This is Yao Jianyan's bottom line. If Huo Zhi keeps up, he can only announce that he has given up.

"Since you like it so much, let it be for you." Huo Zhi smiled.

Obviously this kind of bidding has exceeded her budget.

"If you have no money, follow me..." Yao Jianyan sneered.

Huozhi gave a cold snort and ignored him.

"Hehe, this friend bid for two nine-color eight-pin pill, is there anyone else who wants to bid?" The old man Baoshan smiled upon seeing this.

At such a high price, the three major cases as the host can draw a lot of money from them.

The words of the old man Baoshan left the hall silent for a while, all eyes were cast on Yao Jianyan, wondering which clan he belonged to, and making his shots so generous.

And feeling so many gazes, sitting on the right side of Yao Jianyan, the figure with the hat lowered his head and always talking, suddenly raised his head suddenly, under the hat is an old face, with a stern look like A sharp arrow shot out, causing the eyes of the person who swept towards Yao Jianyan to sting.

...

"Three." Just when everyone thought there was no more bidding, Chen Mo faintly stretched out three fingers, and said: "I have three nine-color eight-pin pill."

"His~"

The crowd was shocked, and their gazes swept towards Chen Mo again, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that they are from the ancient eight races again..."

Hearing that, Yao Jianyan's complexion became gloomy, and he didn't speak any more. It was not that the Yao clan could not produce so many pills, but his identity was not too high in the clan. If more than two, he would Provoked the clan to blame.

When Huo Zhi saw this, he also mocked and said: "If you don't have money, what trade fair do you come to..."

"You..." Yao Jianyan gritted his teeth a bit.

"The price of your bid is too high. It's just a broken picture, not worth three nine-color pill." Gu Xun'er did not expect that Mo Cheng suddenly participated in the bid, and then whispered: "You have Are there so many medicinal pills? If I can't pay for it without me lending it to you, it will be a little troublesome."

Gu Hong's eyes widened when he heard the words of his clan leader. What's the situation?

Chen Mo smiled and shook his head. With a palm of his hand, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand. With a wave of his palm, the small jade bottle turned into a streamer and flew towards the old man Baoshan: "Check it out."

The old man Baoshan looked at the streamer, raised his palm to catch it, and then opened the jade bottle to pour out three pills, carefully checked it, and felt the terrifying pure power, then he nodded and couldn't help it. It's amazing that someone can spend such a big price to fight for a broken picture.

"This sir, the transaction is complete, this broken picture belongs to you."

After repacking the pill into the jade bottle and carefully storing it away, the old man Baoshan rolled up the remnant picture, and a ray of light rose in his palm, encumbering the remnant picture and swept towards Chen Mo.

With a systematic reminder, Chen Mo was not afraid of cheating, and after taking it, he received the ring without looking at it.

Seeing that the broken picture was also perfectly auctioned off, the smile on the face of the old man Baoshan was about to overflow, and immediately said:

"Everyone, the last item of this space trade fair. It is a piece of information. Although this information will be swept away later, we still have first-hand news. We will not charge any fees for this news, but Because it was too sensational, we put it to the end..."

Hearing what Baoshan old man said, everyone was curious. What kind of news was it that made Baoshan old man so important?

"No, the ancient Bodhi tree will appear too?" Chen Mo secretly said in his heart. According to the original work, the last item of the fair is the news of the ancient Bodhi tree.

It seems that none of this has changed, but the time has advanced.

Sure enough, in the eyes of everyone's doubts, the old man Baoshan smiled slightly and said in a tone of announcement of major events:

"The ancient Bodhi tree that can make people stand holy in the legend has appeared again after a lapse of ten thousand years..."

As soon as the voice fell, it was as if the same bomb was dropped into the sea, and there was a sudden uproar in Ling's hall, and the figures stood up screaming.

Judging from the aura it reveals, it is obvious that they are all high-level semi-sages.

The ancient Bodhi tree, also known as the Wisdom Reincarnation Tree, grows for a thousand years and only matures when it has a hundred wheels. After such a long time, it has become a bodhicitta.

The old bodhi tree contains bodhicitta, and the swallow bodhicitta can be holy.

This is a sentence circulating in Zhongzhou according to the legend of the ancient Bodhi tree.

The ancient Bodhi tree appeared once every thousand years, but suddenly disappeared ten thousand years ago.