Mystic God-level Emperor System

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The Ningxiang Pill is a necessity for cultivating the golden body of Dharma. If you want to advance to the next level before your life span is exhausted, you can only swallow the Ningxiang Pill.

No matter what your qualifications are, whether you are a Dragon Son, a Supreme Dragon Son, or a walking person, you cannot resist the Condensing Phase Pill!

Even today's Heavenly Emperors and those quasi-emperors have swallowed countless Condensing Pills in the Dharma Realm to achieve today's achievements!

Unfortunately, everyone did not expect that Zhuo Yinian would package and auction ten Condensing Pills this time. This immediately made many Dharma ministers' faces look a little ugly.

Everyone whispered, preparing to join forces with others, and after discussing how to distribute them, they took pictures of the Ningxiang Pill together.

Zhuo Yinian gave them some time, and after a while of drinking tea, he urged: "Everyone, if the negotiation is settled, you can bid now!"

"One hundred and ten top-grade spiritual coins."

Murong Zhen made the first bid.

"One-hundred and fifteen!"

"One hundred twenty!"

The price soared very quickly, and almost every bidder was in sync with someone else.

However, after the price exceeded one hundred and thirty, the price increase slowly slowed down. After half an hour, the price slowly reached one hundred and forty-five.

Qi Ling was a little surprised. After the Wudang Senior Zhang came, he didn't ask for a bid. Now that the Ningxiang Pill appeared, he didn't mean to bid, so why did he come here?

She buried her doubts deep in her heart and did not dare to ask. After all, her current identity was only the personal property of Senior Zhang.

"One hundred and sixty top-quality spiritual coins."

A golden body of the Three Tribulations Dharma Appearance slowly spoke.

Everyone's expressions suddenly became a bit ugly. The price exceeded the market price. Each Condensation Pill cost the equivalent of sixteen top-quality spiritual coins.

"One hundred and sixty-one top-quality spiritual coins."

After Murong Zhen was silent for a few breaths, he quoted.

At this price, you can basically only add them one by one.

The fierce competition for Ningxiang Pills was somewhat beyond Su Han's expectation. In fact, too few Ningxiang Pills have appeared in the world in recent years.

As a result, everyone had saved a large amount of spiritual coins to buy the Ningxiang Pill. If it were in previous years, the Dharma Phase Golden Bodies being bid for today would definitely be less than half!

"One hundred and seventy top-quality spiritual coins."

The Three Tribulations Dharma Minister made another offer.

Seventy-eight percent of the golden bodies of the Dharma were frightened by the price. They all shook their heads and stopped participating in the bidding, including Murong Zhen and others.

"Isn't there a higher price?"

Zhuo Yinian looked at everyone with a smile, "Then, one hundred and seventy top-grade spirit coins once, one hundred and seventy top-grade spirit coins twice, one hundred..."

"One hundred and eighty."

Su Han said calmly.

One hundred and eighty?

"Is this old guy quite rich?"

"He doesn't seem to be in tune with others. He plans to give out 180 top-grade spiritual coins alone?"

"Where is the Wu-Tang Clan? Is it a new top force?"

Many Dharma ministers showed surprise and uncertainty, and they did not dare to underestimate Su Han because of his age.

Murong Zhen was also slightly startled and glanced at Su Han with a gloomy look on his face.

"One hundred and eighty top-grade spiritual coins, wouldn't that mean 180 million low-grade spiritual coins?"

Qi Ling suddenly took a breath of cold air. When she was in the Qi family, as the most talented genius in the Qi family, the spiritual coins she could get every month were only three hundred low-grade spiritual coins...

The world of Dharma's golden body is really terrifying!

The Three Tribulations Dharma Minister glanced at Su Han. After a few breaths of silence, he shook his head slightly and stopped bidding.

Zhuo Yiannian couldn't help but take a look at Su Han, and then smiled and said: "Is there anything higher? One hundred and eighty for the first time..."

Su Han glanced at Murong Zhen. Murong Zhen came back from the shock, a look of shame and anger flashed in his eyes.

He had no longer planned to raise the price, so he directly said: "Two hundred top-quality spiritual coins!"

hiss!

The three Dharma Prime Ministers who were partnering with Murong Zhen all took a breath of cold air.

"Murong Zhen, what are you doing!"

One of them said angrily.

"Just treat it as one hundred and sixty pieces. I will subsidize you for the excess."

Murong Zhen said in a deep voice.

The three of them looked at each other and immediately shut up. They were happy to accept such a good thing.

After many Dharma ministers were surprised, their eyes looked like they were watching a show, and this was the beginning of a battle of spirits.

Whenever this happens, the price will be raised to an extremely unreasonable level!

"I gave it to you."

Su Han smiled slightly at Murong Zhen, then slowly closed his eyes and stopped bidding.

"Brother Murong is so talented!"

Zhuo Yiannian praised him and said: "Two hundred top-grade spirit coins for the first time, two hundred top-grade spirit coins for the second time..."

Not seeing Su Han's angry look, Murong Zhen froze on the spot, looking a little dazed.

This is different from what he imagined!

In a daze, Zhuo Yinian had already made the final decision. Murong Zhen successfully bought ten Ningxiang Pills for a price of 200 top-quality spiritual coins!

One Condensation Pill and twenty top-grade spiritual coins. This price is extremely high no matter where it is!

Murong Zhen suddenly regretted buying the Ningxiang Pill at this price. How much would he pay for it?

Dozens of top-quality spiritual coins were lost like this. Even the Jisha Sect's accumulated wealth through robbery, kidnapping, and deception over the years still cost him a lot of blood!

"Congratulations, Brother Murong, this Ningxiang Pill is yours."

Zhuo Yinnian cupped his fists and smiled.

Murong Zhen stood up, clasped his fists at Zhuo Yiannian and forced a smile: "You're welcome."

While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Su Han, only to see that Su Han had already stood up and was about to leave with Qi Ling.

The auction has ended and you can come and go freely.

Damn it!

Murong Zhen's heart surged with overwhelming anger. After squinting his eyes and looking at Su Han for a few times, he secretly made a decision.

If he wants to make up for his loss this time, he can only attack the other party!

After leaving the auction, Su Han found Zhao Jiaolong. After confirming that he could take Qi Ling away directly, he took Qi Ling and left the Mingwang Ghost Market.

Three hundred miles away from King Ming's Ghost Market, Su Han smiled lightly at Qiling and said, "You are now free, please leave on your own."

Qi Ling was stunned. First she was pleasantly surprised, and then she suddenly felt a sense of loss. She hesitated for a few breaths, with a look of expectation on her face:

"Senior Zhang, can this junior become your disciple?"

If she wants to avenge the Qi family, she may not have a chance in this life based on her current abilities, but if she can become a disciple of the senior in front of her, everything will be different!

"I don't plan to take away my disciples. I have something else to do. I'll see you again in the future."

Su Han smiled and shook his head, his body moved and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

A look of disappointment appeared on Qi Ling's face, and then he glanced at King Ming's Ghost Market, then turned around and hurried away.

No matter what, she was lucky enough to come out of Mingwang Ghost Market unscathed this time.

Mingwang Ghost Market.

"Is the person gone?"

Murong looked at Zhao Jiaolong in shock and anger.

"Yes, Senior Zhang left right after the auction."

Zhao Jiaolong nodded quickly.

The fist clenched by Murong Zhen made a crunching sound. Murong Zhen had no way to vent his anger and could only snort coldly. Hundreds of miles away, a pair of eyes were looking at Murong Zhen quietly through the void.