Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

"Oh my gosh, there are already five million High Grade spiritual stones! The four major sects are really rich as a country!"

In the auction house of Qianji Pavilion, most of the low-level monks sitting downstairs did not leave, but stayed one after another, watching the competition between the four major sects in Cangnan Cultivation World with great interest.

"Six million High Grade spiritual stones!"

Han Yan spoke again.

"Six million eight hundred thousand!"

"Seven million!"

...

The Supreme Elders of the four major sects continued to push up the bidding price. It was only when the auction price reached 15 million High Grade Spiritual Stones that Joyous Union Sect withdrew from the competition.

When the price reached the price of 20 million High Grade Spiritual Stones, Liu Xupan, the supreme elder of the Fire Sect, sighed and said no more.

Only Xuan Shuang Sect and Jin Jian Sect were still insisting on bidding in the auction house.

"I didn't expect that our Xuan Shuang Sect would be so rich!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't expect that his sect had so many spiritual stones.

"Uncle Wan, won't our Four Seas Alliance participate in the fight?"

In a secret room in Qianji Pavilion, Hong Xuan'er asked an old man with white hair and childish face next to her.

"Although red gold is precious, it is not that useful to our Four Seas Alliance!"

The old man is none other than the leader of the Four Seas Alliance, Wan Qiankun, the Nascent Soul Late Stage monk.

"oh!"

Hong Xuan'er seemed to have something on her mind and responded casually.

"Xuan'er, Millennium Spirit Medicine is hard to find, you should focus on practice!"

Wan Qiankun frowned slightly and glanced at Hong Xuan'er helplessly.

"Master's life is short, and I feel uneasy. I really can't calm down and practice!"

"This..." Wan Qiankun sighed slightly and said thoughtfully: "Xuan'er, in the past, your master, me and a group of old brothers went through a lot of hardships and finally built this foundation. "

"Calculating the time, more than four hundred years have passed. From the old group of old brothers, only me and your master are left."

"We don't have any descendants, nor do we have any outstanding disciples. I'm afraid I'll still need you to inherit the Sihai Alliance's legacy in the future!"

"So, no matter what, you must find a way to condense the Nascent Soul as soon as possible, otherwise all the hard work of your master and I will be wasted!"

"Uncle Wan, I, I will work hard!"

Hong Xuan'er bit her lip and nodded.

"Well! In this auction, I took out the treasures that have been treasured by the alliance for many years. I hope I can help your master!"

"However, if you fail to collect enough Millennium Spirit Medicine, you should give up this thought and transfer your energy to practice."

Wan Qiankun glanced at Hong Xuan'er helplessly.

"I got it, Uncle Wan!"

"Um."

Wan Qiankun nodded slightly and turned his attention to the auction house again.

At this time, the bidding price of red gold has reached the terrifying price of 30 million High Grade spiritual stones.

But Jinjianmen and Xuanshuang Sect are still gritting their teeth and persisting.

"Although this piece of red gold is not small, its value is only 25 million High Grade spiritual stones at most. The Golden Sword Sect and Xuan Shuang Sect are still unwilling to give up."

"Is it possible that the rumor is true?"

Wan Qiankun's eyes flashed. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes flashed.

"What rumors?"

Hong Xuan'er asked curiously.

"It is said that the Golden Sword Sect and the Xuanshuang Sect each have a broken Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasure, and it is also a Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasure of a high grade."

Wan Qiankun pondered for a moment and lowered his voice.

"Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasure? In this day and age, there is still Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasure?"

Hong Xuan'er was shocked.

"Yes, but there are relatively few Cangnan cultivation world. In Zhongzhou, where Immortal Dao is prosperous, it is said that there are still a lot of Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasures."

"I see." Hong Xuan'er suddenly realized, "So, the Golden Sword Sect and the Xuanshuang Sect purchased this piece of red gold to repair the Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasure in their sect?"

"That must be it! Otherwise, although a piece of red-gilt gold can improve a sect's strength, it will only give the sect a few more ordinary Spiritual Treasures. There is no need to pay such a huge price."

"Uncle Wan, who do you think among these two sects can get this piece of red gold?"

"It's hard to say! Although the overall strength of the Golden Sword Sect is slightly stronger than that of the Xuan Shuang Sect, in terms of wealth, it may not be more than that of the Xuan Shuang Sect. It depends on which one of them is more determined!"

"That's true!"

Hong Xuan'er nodded.

At this time, the bidding price for red gold had reached 50 million High Grade spiritual stones, and the Golden Sword Sect finally gave up.

"City Master Han, this piece of red gold belongs to you!"

Ximen Haoyu sighed helplessly.

“Simon Fellow Daoist, accepted!”

There was obvious joy in Han Yan's voice, and at the same time, there was also a hint of happiness.

It seems that if the price is higher, he may not be able to withstand it.

"Xuan'er, I'll come as soon as I go."

When Wan Qiankun saw that the ownership of the red gold had been decided, he hurriedly said something to Hong Xuan'er, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Senior Brother Zuijian! Got it!"

In the VIP room on the fourth floor of the Qianji Pavilion auction house, Han Yan smiled bitterly at Zuijian Ancestor.

"Yes, although the price was huge, I finally got it!"

Drunk Sword Ancestor sighed and said with a sad face: "However, although we have obtained the red gold, we are afraid that we will have to live a hard life in the future!"

"There's nothing we can do about it. In order to revive the spirit of that... weapon, we have to get this piece of red gold no matter what."

"Yes! Fortunately, I don't have any other needs besides good wine, and junior brother, you will not be poor in this Tianshuang City, so the two of us should be fine, haha!"

As soon as Zuijian Ancestor finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"The owner of the red gold must be here."

Han Yan and Zui Jian Ancestor looked at each other, cheered up, and opened the door to the VIP room.

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