Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"I believe you also know that what a spiritual plant master lacks the most is elixirs." Chen Mo paused deliberately when he said this, "especially a spiritual plant master who has awakened his magical powers."

Faced with such generous treatment, it is almost impossible for any Nascent Soul to not be tempted.

Even a cultivator like Huang Yu who is invincible at the same level cannot provide almost unlimited resources.

Perhaps if you become a disciple of the Venerable, you can also get so many convenient resources, but that is a relationship between superiors and subordinates, and you will definitely not be as free as you are now.

But if you just cooperate with the general of Pingduzhou in front of you, that's another concept.

The other party gives money and he does things, and they don't owe each other anything!

"Aren't you afraid that I will snatch these elixirs?"

Chen Mo suddenly laughed: "I believe you won't do such a stupid thing."

"You have successfully convinced me." Huang Yu agreed.

"If the cooperation is pleasant, it is not impossible to provide some other natural treasures and elixirs."

Chen Mo did not say it firmly.

Take the Panlong fruit for example, he believes that as long as he takes it out, the other party will definitely be very tempted.

But it also depends on how the other party handles things!

"Okay! Deal!"

"In that case, let's wait for this matter. I'll wait for you in Pingduzhou."

Huang Yu nodded, and then cleaned up the fish and meat on the table again. In his opinion, this deal is acceptable.

After sending away this nearly invincible inheritance cultivator of the same level, Chen Mo casually picked up the leftovers on the table.

In addition to the final goal, this trip to the isolated island also unexpectedly brought an unexpected surprise.

The candidate for the dirty work originally assigned to Nie Yuanzhi has a target so soon, and the task assigned by the Tianlong Department should also be completed.

What's more, with Huang Yu, Yinyue Mountain can be considered unbreakable, not to mention impregnable.

He believes that no matter how strong the general is, he should not be able to be this person's opponent.

What's more, this person has a relationship with Lou Shasha. If the truth is revealed, I'm afraid it won't be just one or two people who can investigate.

It was already evening after Huang Yu left, and the highlight of this trip will officially begin at midnight.

There were almost no people in the square around the main tower. For them, trading some things that were not presentable at this time was naturally not as interesting as the auction items here.

Today, Chen Mo had also noticed it.

There were many powerful people among these Divine Transformation cultivators.

The target auction items of many people might be extremely precious, so precious that with his identity and status, he might be killed if he thought about it.

However, he still didn't know what the auction item that Babao Zhenlong Pavilion told him was that he was interested in?

What kind of magic weapon could be worth twenty high-grade spirit crystals!

Seeing the midnight approaching, Chen Mo couldn't help but get excited.

Finally, in the anxious waiting, the old man's penetrating voice came from outside the door.

"Put on the mask, the show begins."

Mask?

Chen Mo didn't react at first, but soon a happy expression appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, auctions are completely different from fighting, and you can hide your identity! But it seems that they make sense to do so.

If someone fails to take the photo of what he wants, and ends up killing someone after leaving the island, it will not be good for the reputation of the island.

Fortunately, everyone hides their identities, so it is all about financial strength.

Whoever buys it will own it!

This is to protect some weak monks... No, it should be considered as Chen Mo, a weak and wealthy monk.

He came to the door and put the mask he had worn on his face again.

The next moment, the world around him became gloomy again.

Everything was like Wusheng's hometown, quiet and dead, with occasional gusts of cold wind.

Pushing the door open, the people around moved forward like floating ghosts, and occasionally someone turned his head to look at Chen Mo, and there was no life in his eyes.

No one knew who was under the mask.

This kind of magic weapon seemed to be beyond the control of Yuanying and Huashen monks.

Floated to the square along the stairs.

The main tower door has been opened, and the ghosts passed through the layers of thick fog and entered the tower.

This time, there was no Lou Shasha waving her arms and shouting someone's name, nor were there groups of people gathering together.

Everyone chose to be alone in tacit understanding.

This is what the owner of the auction wants to see.

Preventing acquaintances from colluding with each other in order to maximize their interests!

Chen Mo floated smoothly into the main tower, and a dark red light lit up in an instant. When he came to his senses, he was already sitting in a small compartment made of bones.

He was surrounded by walls made of dead bones, which were still permeated with dark red liquid.

Under his feet were open palms, like blooming lotus flowers.

Behind him was a bench, which was made of pieces of skulls, which looked chilling.

It seemed that it was also to keep people calm.

The compartment where Chen Mo was could clearly see the center, which was a stage made of corpses, and hot magma was bubbling around.

He didn't know why the auction venue was made into a purgatory on earth.

Or are these all illusions brought about by the skin on his face?

Chen Mo didn’t know.

No one told him, and he didn’t know who to ask.

He was like a passer-by on this lonely island trip, and this was the norm for his practice over the years.

I don’t know how long it took, but maybe everyone has arrived.

The old man named "Gu" with white eyebrows and white beard appeared in front of everyone again.

Only he is still showing his true face.

Until now, Chen Mo still doesn't know the other party's real name.

The old man glanced around, then pondered for a moment, and said, "Since everyone is here, let's get started."

Dead silence.

The entire auction house seemed deserted.

There was no response, no sound.

But the old man still kept to himself and continued:

"Pengzu Island holds an auction every three years. I believe everyone has been waiting for a long time. In the past three years, many trading houses, immortal sects, clans, and even individuals have sent nearly a hundred lots through various channels, but after our The screening has now selected a total of eight lots with yellow characters, six lots with xuan characters, four lots with land characters, and lots with sky characters..."

Speaking of this, Chen Mo could clearly hear rapid breathing coming from around him.

That kind of voice transcends the limitations and restrictions brought by magic weapons and reaches people's hearts directly.

This is excitement, this is also desire!

"That's right! I believe that many people came here this time for this Tianzi auction. Of course, our Pengzu Island will not disappoint everyone!"

A rare smile appeared on the old man's face.

This is a joy from the heart and a joy of confidence. (End of chapter)