Text] Chapter 209

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Chapter 209

That is, the medicinal Xiaohua can not care, the magical character Xiaohua can not care, the instrument and the magic weapon Xiaohua can not care, but this practice of cultivation, Xiao Hua can not care, he came out from Huanghualing, two fast It’s been a year’s time, isn’t it always looking for a practice that can be cultivated? Since there is an opportunity in front of him, how can he not be tempted?

“An Daoyou...” everyone shouted: “Is this practice true? What is its reserve price?”

"Oh, whether this practice is true or not, the poor roads are not known. The Taoist friends who have been appointed to the banquet are placed in the book to ban the system. Only after the successful bidding of the Taoist friends can the bookmate be banned by the Taoist friend. Get rid of it, please get this book of friends to watch"

"And as for the reserve price of the Gongfa, it is the poor road." Ancheng ink will stretch out his hand and pick up a yellow letter from the book. "This is the owner of the book, which records the reserve price of this book."

"An Daoyou... Can you suspend this auction for half an hour? The spiritual stone here is not enough." A monk suddenly called the folk workers to download. [Look at the novel ""

"That is, pause for a while, let me wait to get some Lingshi." Everyone is awake to the leftover woman's dream manor for free reading.

"Dear friends, I am very sorry, the owner of the booklet does not want to publicize. If the bid is not successful, he will leave this book with Yan Yuancheng, but when he comes back, he does not know."

“唉~” everyone is lamenting, only Liu’s treasurer of Yudanmen’s eyebrows wants to say that the best stone of the people at this bidding meeting is the most, but only Yudanmen.

Xiao Hua, under the high platform, listened, and my heart was cool.

No, he is certainly some of the best spiritual stones in his space, but it is far less than the dozens of the best spiritual stones in Yudanmen, and he certainly has a lot of foundations, but... not the best spirit. Stone

"Oh, I am afraid that there is no drama." Xiao Hua’s annoyed thought: "I knew it would be better to sell some Jidan and Lingcao."

It’s not just Xiao Hua’s remorse, but all the monks who are almost competing in the auction are regretting that they are regretting that they are carrying the best stone.

"Well, the poor road is ready to uncover the reserve price," Ancheng Mo said. He urged the mana, and the yellow character in his hand burned. An old voice sounded: "The friends of this place, this "Fa Tian Xiang Di" is The old-fashioned high-level soil exercises that the old man occasionally got, from the entry of the refining layer to the breakthrough of the refining peak, all have corresponding exercises, which are very complete. [See the novel ""] The old man is not lacking is the Lingshi Therefore, the reserve price of this method is a decade-long increase in the price of a child of a hundred years of life."

"Ah?" and other old people's voices disappeared. The whole hall of the bidding meeting was silent. All of them were stunned by this slightly different bidding method. Actually, there is no specific designation at this bidding meeting. Lingcao or medicinal, can. . . . . . In most cases, it is something like centuries of exquisite grass, or what is extremely rare, and of course, in many cases, if there is no such grass, a large number of spiritual stones are also possible. Stone can also change to what you want

And this old man does not want to be a spiritual stone, as long as the child's spiritual fruit is in the week, the child's spiritual fruit is a group of students, after a mature, not picking up, other children's spirits are not mature, even if someone encounters the mother Lingguo or planting the fruit of the mother, is also a mature one to pick one, after all, the age of the child's fruit and fruit does not have much to do with the efficacy of the fetal Dan. Who will guard a mature child and fruit, etc. Hundred years?

However, hundreds of monks, not to mention, there are people who have a child's spirit, a refining eight-story monk jumps up, stuttering and shouting: "Poor road... poor road Have a child's spirit

Ancheng ink saw it and smiled: "This friend... It’s really luck. I don’t know if the friend of the Taoist friend is a hundred years old?"

"This..." The monk had some redness on his face and scratched his head. "This mother-in-law is the first year of the poor road. When it comes to maturity, it is taken away. I am afraid... Less than a hundred years"

"Oh, there is better than no, this friend... Please come up and see if there are other friends and children."

"There is also a poor road here." Another monk dressed in confusion is also standing in the Millennium Empire dream of the Red Dragon War.

"Please, please come up with the Taoist friends to see which Taoist son's son is a long year."

"An Daoyou, there are hundreds of twenty-year-old sons and gods in the poor roads, these friends... don't have to come up." A voice came from Shang Huazong's cabin.

"Oh, it really is Shang Huazong. It’s really rich and wealthy. Jiang Daoyou has such rare things as the nobles, and it’s really unexpected."

"Where, it is just a coincidence." Shang Daozong's Jiang Daoyou replied smugly.

"Slow...the poor road has three hundred years of child spirit." A slightly arrogant voice also originated from a separate hut.

"嘶" is not just everyone on the sidelines. . . . . . That is, Jiang Daoyou of Shang Huazong is also taking a breath of cold breath. The mature fruit of the centuries is rare. How can it be mature for another three hundred years?

"Daoyou can't help but take a look at it?" Jiang Daoyou sneered.

"That is nature, the poor road is taken up, is Jiang Daoyou also on?"

"That is natural." Jiang Daoyou retorted his lips.

Xiaohua, who is sitting in a distant chair, is born in the field. . . . . . It’s a silly

Since he heard Huang Fu, the voice of the old man sounded, saying that it was a centuries-old child's fruit. His brain immediately slammed, and the sound was louder than the sound inside the court. The whole person was stunned. There is only one thought in the whole brain: "***, Xiaoye finally broke out of the character, this is the complete refining period exercises... oh... oh...乖乖"

When Xiao Hua had just refining the first floor, the grass in his space was one day long. After entering the second floor of the refining, it seemed to be two days old, and now he is already four layers of refining. When he was a few years old, he really didn't pay attention to it. However, he didn't have to think about it. The child's fruit in his space must have been more than a hundred years. After he transplanted into space, he never thought about it again. Mother fruit

On the high platform, Shang Huazong’s Jiang Daoyou’s face was somewhat gloomy, with a jade in his hand, and not far away, a tall, dressed monk also took a jade.

"The two Taoist friends can open the jade, presumably, compare each other to know which Taoist son's mother fruit is older," Ancheng said with a smile.

"Daoyou please" Jiang Daoyou sneered.

"Oh, then the poor road first come" said, the tall monk will hand a hand, the jade opened, handed to the eyes of Jiang Daoyou, that Jiang Daoyou swept his eyes, face like earth, muttered: "also... ...there is really a three-hundred-year-old son’s fruit, and it’s really long-sighted.”

Immediately, the archer said: "The poor road ..... will not open this "Fa Tian Xiang Di" is a friend of the Tao"

After that, the jade will be put into the storage bag, and the high-level online game will be returned to the ordinary full text for free reading.

"Good" Ancheng ink shouted without losing the opportunity: "The last practice of this auction will also be successful, please ask the master of the law to come up and lift the prohibition on the practice."

"Slow..." At this moment, Xiao Hua, who was dizzy, shook his hand and said: "The old man also has a child's spirit here."

"Hey? This Taoist friend... also has a child's spirit, how long is it... Is it... more than three hundred years?" Ancheng ink Some don't believe it, but I can see Xiao Hua. It was just a few times before I shot it. My heart secretly said: "Is this... is it sent by the city owner?"

"Hey, how many years, the old man is not very clear, knowing to take it out, compare it with this friend, don't you know?" Xiao Hua smiled, got up from the chair and quickly stepped onto the high platform.

This is, a confused monk also walked from another place to the high platform. . . . . .

When Xiao Hua saw it, he snorted and said: "Bad, is it difficult to be a child?"

Fortunately, I heard that Ancheng ink smiled and said: "Exactly, the master of the martial arts came. Which of the two mothers’ spirits lasted for a long time, or which friend’s son’s fruit gave the friend a sight. Eye, just look at the choice of this friend."

Xiao Hua and so on are all confused, no one can see who, no one knows who the other is, and see the monk in his hand holding the jade in front of the master of the practice. One push, said: "Do you see friends"

The monk glanced inside the jade and nodded: "Yes, this training... the fruit of the mother is exactly three hundred years." Then, look at Xiao Hua and ask: "This What about the friends of the Taoist friends?"

Xiao Hua took a shot and moved it from the space to the storage bag. I haven’t had time to find a jade to put in the fruit.

"Ah~~~" Even the monk was prepared, but he waited for the golden rune of the child's body. . . . . . Still screaming out

Just after the monk had just called out, I saw that the monk had a hand, and the child’s fruit was disappeared from Xiao Hua’s hand. Then, the monk’s left hand appeared a jade, and the monk was very sorrowful. The child's fruit fruit was sent to the jade, and then a shot was placed in his own storage bag.

"Daoyou..." Xiao Hua saw that the child's fruit was suddenly taken away by the monk. She was shocked first, but then she was overjoyed. Her son's spirit was gone. What people gave was not " Is the practice of the law of heaven and earth?