Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

There is a tea pavilion on the street and a noodle shop next to it. Chen Mo, Wang Xingxing, Chi Dao, and Lu Bo are eating fragrant ramen, not talking about other things.

At this moment, in the afternoon, the street crowds were in an endless stream, and countless people talked about the God of Transformation Pill. In this way, it was passed on from ten to ten, and the entire radius of a hundred miles received information.

Chi Daomiao glanced at Chen Mo, then squinted at Wang Xingxing secretly. When he was in the Appreciation Department, others regarded Chen Mo as Wang Xingxing's little white face. After listening to him, Chi Dao must be upset.

However, due to the mixed-mouthed people at the time, Chi Dao tolerated and refused to post, even before Chen Mo and Wang Xingxing left the Appreciation Department, Chi Dao did not appear in everyone's sight.

Now that I think about it later, I still have a grudge.

Of course, Chen Mo and Wang Xingxing are no blame for this incident, but Chi Dao, as a Wang Xingxing man, must have a normal reaction. That's why.

He was so happy to see Wang Xingxing in the spring breeze. Chi Dao can't remember how long he hadn't seen Wang Xingxing with such a smile, which made his unhappy heart gradually grow.

However, Chi Dao was still willing to believe in Wang Xingxing.

At this time, Chen Mo let go of his chopsticks, and habitually took up the handkerchief and wiped his hands. Wang Xingxing had quick eyesight and handed him a handkerchief, "Senior, you still use mine!"

"it is good."

Chen Mo did not refuse, knowing that Wang Xingxing respected himself too much, so that Wang Xingxing watched everything he did, ignoring the lateness beside him.

Of course, this is more like an old husband and wife, with deep feelings and knowledge of the other side. Wang Xingxing believes that it is nothing to give Chen Mo a handkerchief.

"Senior, you have to be mentally prepared tomorrow. With the current efforts of everyone to promote the God of God Pill, I think the God of God Pill can be sold at a sky-high price, which can bring a lot of benefits to Tianbao Pavilion."

As an auctioneer, Wang Xingxing naturally hopes that the higher the price of the auction items, the better, because in this way, countless people can come to Tianbao Pavilion and the resources will be more.

The specific price of the God of Transformation Pill is 90,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

But hating more and less porridge will cause countless people to fight for bloodshed. The price of the God-Transforming Pill will also skyrocket. It may not be less than 90,000 low-grade spirit stones. This is the budget range of Wang Xingxing.

"That's good, everything depends on you." Chen Mo smiled and Yue, if Wang Xingxing is willing to help himself, the price of the God of Transformation Pill can be sold higher, which is for Chen Mo.

Naturally it is something to be happy about.

"Ok…!"

Wang Xingxing was speechless, and some did not like Chen Mo's gratitude. In her eyes, Chen Mo was an invincible existence and should have the majesty of a strong man.

However, after a few more words, she left with Chi Dao.

Huashen Pill is going to be auctioned, Wang Xingxing needs to make preparations, and tomorrow he will devote himself to the profession of auctioneer.

"Let's go! Let's go back too." Looking at Lu Bo, Wang Xingxing took the lead to leave.

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In the early morning of the next day, the auction of the Tianbao Pavilion branch was crowded with people before the door was opened to do business. Countless people grabbed the front of the door for the first time.

Although each seat at the auction has already been settled, everyone does not want to miss the first opportunity to enter the auction. They did so and showed their expectations for the **** of transformation.

When there is nothing to do, someone starts talking.

"Everyone, today's auction opens grandly. Guess how many powerful forces will come?"

"Hey, let's just say that, of course, every major power will shoot a highly respected and powerful representative to come. The charm of the **** of transformation is just their weakness."

"From my point of view...If the **** of transformation is a supreme treasure, if it is a big power, it will definitely send high-level elders, chief hall masters, because they can control the wealth of the sect."

"This is reasonable, let's wait and see."

When everyone thought that the God of Transformation Pill would fall into the hands of others, there was an indescribable sourness in their hearts. The purpose of coming to the auction was to watch them.

But letting a supreme treasure fall into the hands of others is like reluctantly giving up love, how can it not be regrettable.

At this moment, the door of the auction opened slowly, and a row of fully armored soldiers with long spears walked out one after another, standing on both sides of the door in an orderly manner, with their heads high and majestic.

"Today the auction opens, and anyone who does not have an invitation letter will all have to pay the spirit stone."

An energetic soldier captain wearing a dark black armor shouted when he walked out, and instantly, the original noisy scene was instantly silent.

The captain glanced at everyone, and then continued to shout: "The entry fee, a minimum of ten low-grade spirit stones, except for the predetermined location in the hall, you will choose the rest."

As soon as this statement came out, someone immediately handed in ten low-grade spirit stones. They were not stupid. Since they are now handing the spirit stones and can choose a good position, it is better to hand them in advance.

As some people handed over the spirit stones, some others gritted their teeth and gathered ten low-grade spirit stones, and then handed them to the captain to enter the auction unimpededly.

"Zhou Bodong, let's come so early, okay?" On the street, Mu Fengyang and Zhou Bodong came together, looking outside the crowded auction house, Mu Fengyang couldn't help but think of Chen Mo.

Yesterday, Zhou Bodong was thrown at Wang Xingxing’s guest house, and he was about to get sick. For this reason, Zhou Bodong couldn’t wait to bring Mu Fengyang to the auction this morning.

"Mu Fengyang, Chen Mo and Wang Xingxing have such a good relationship. He will definitely come to the auction. We just came to explore the way in advance, and you don't think that we two are like this, don't you have a special flavor?"

Zhou Bodong held the invitation letter for the auction. This invitation letter was near the chief position of the auction hall. It was Zhou Bodong who asked Wang Xingxing to come yesterday.

At that time, because Wang Xingxing was too busy, he casually sent an invitation letter to Zhou Bodong.

But this invitation letter was enough to make Zhou Bodong happy for a while, because the position on the invitation letter happened to be in the middle of the front row of the auction hall, and it happened to be a master.

"Don't have a flavor?" Mu Fengyang murmured, secretly afraid. He didn't expect Zhou Bodong to have such a hobby. It seems that he must be careful in the future to avoid being chaste.

Two people came to the door of the auction, Zhou Bodong handed the invitation letter to the captain.

The captain glanced at Zhou Bodong, then accepted the invitation letter, and after confirming that it was correct, he waved his hand to signal Zhou Bodong and Mu Fengyang to enter the auction. At this moment, there was a sensation outside.

"Look at it, it's not Red Sleeve Pavilion Deputy Pavilion Huayangyue."

"Wow... so beautiful."

As the crowd continued to marvel, the breeze blew across the sky, permeating the fragrance of people's hearts, making everyone intoxicated, and then a woman wrapped in silver appeared.

This woman is as beautiful as a fairy, chasing the moon-colored phoenix belt, like an immortal, the slender feet under the skirt of the falling tail, the beauty is exquisite, and the jade body slowly descends to the ground.

She stood outside the crowd, not eating the fireworks, and otherworldly. The whole figure was like a lotus in the morning, out of mud and not stained, holy and noble.

She is the deputy head of the Hongxiu Pavilion, Huayangyue.