"two millions!"
As soon as two million was shouted out, the venue burst into silence.
However, there are still monks bidding.
It is still increasing by hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
"three million!"
Lu Jing sat upright.
He didn't dare to look down at the ring in his hand.
Of course, he didn't have that many spiritual stones. These spiritual stones were all borrowed from the senior. Anyway, there was a Yin Shen to pay off the debt. As long as the senior didn't stop him, he felt that he could still use them prudently.
Tu Shanjun didn't have any objections.
Since Lu Jing said it was a loan, then it counts as a loan.
Spiritual stones are not of much use to him, and it feels awkward to use them to absorb spiritual energy.
Lingshi can become the currency of the spiritual world not only because it stores spiritual energy, but also because it has been integrated into the daily life of monks. However, very few monks will directly absorb the spiritual energy of spiritual stones.
Spiritual energy is only worth so much. It is better to buy elixirs and take them. No matter how bad it is, filling your stomach with spiritual rice and slowly absorbing it is worse than spiritual stones.
Of course, if it is really remote, there is nothing wrong with using spiritual stones to practice.
Thinking of this, Tu Shanjun laughed twice. When he and Jue Fa went to the ghost market, they even borrowed Jue Fa's money. In my memory, he was never short of money.
"Three million and two million high-grade spiritual stones."
"..."
"Four million!" Lu Jing shouted without changing his expression.
This actually surprised Zhong Songtang.
In fact, he was already very surprised when Lu Jing called out two million high-grade spiritual stones just now. He especially remembered that when Lu Jing told him that he was rich, he just thought that he was a child who was ignorant and regarded the little in his hand as...
What a fortune.
Now that I look at it, I think it is too simple.
But he thought it was Brother Wu's savings hidden in Tianji Pavilion.
With Wu Zhuda Zhenjun's cultivation level, he can produce millions of high-grade spiritual stones.
So my heart is at peace.
He also collected a lot of spiritual stones to help, but now it seems that he doesn't need them at all.
Taking down this Suzaku-level Nascent Soul puppet, installing the Zifu, and the inner alchemy furnace will bring Brother Wu back to life. Zhong Songtang held his breath and looked at the tall puppet at the booth.
Lu Jing touched the cold scales on his arm, and the coldness passed through his palms. He also did not lower his head to look, because he already knew what was growing there. It was clearly black armor, and there were still things in the gaps between the armor.
There is an iron fan shaped like a feather.
"How long do I have?" This question came to Lu Jing's mind.
"What's wrong?"
"fine."
"The improved spirit demon death-resistant technique can help you live longer, and the sequelae will not come quickly."
While looking at it with scarlet eyes, Tu Shanjun thought that the spirit demons in those days were so rough in enduring death that they would grow scales and feathers soon after using it, and even he could not avoid it.
"Si Jiu is truly a genius."
Tu Shanjun praised: "The best thing is the improvement of the blood killing technique. However, doing so will make yourself disappear. I can't guarantee that the other me will be obedient. It's better not to be conscious."
…
The price has reached 4.5 million.
There were even fewer monks bidding.
Finally stopped at 4.7 million.
Lu Jing took the picture of this Suzaku-level Nascent Soul puppet as he wished. The puppet's cultivation level can reach the late Nascent Soul stage. The prepared Zifu and inner alchemy furnace can only be considered average, which means it can be activated normally. It is not considered suitable, so
It cannot fully bring out the puppet's strength.
But what they don't lack most is Zifu and Neidan Furnace.
With Zhong Songtang, the elder of the Daqi Sect, taking care of him, there were no accidents and everything went smoothly as if it were a matter of course.
Lu Jing couldn't help but sigh, it's easier to do things if you have a background. It's not like people doing things, but things are done by themselves. They just need to come forward.
On the way back.
Inside the compartment of the eight-wheeled beast carriage.
The carriage is naturally simple, but extremely strong and majestic. There are no luxurious interior and exterior decorations. All it has is the stability and speed that a mount should have. The table and wine bottle in the carriage cannot shake at all, and the chessboard and tea cups are also stable as if they were carved.
Similar.
"I can feel the sound in my ears."
Lu Jing said softly, as if asking: "How long can I live?"
No one can answer this question, not even Tushanjun.
This is because there is no clear limit to the spirit demon death-resistant technique. Some people have lived for a long time, and some have lived for a short time. After years of improvement, it has become different from what it used to be.
If you activate your magic power and use force against people, it will expand like a balloon and transform rapidly.
"Now that everything has been arranged, there is nothing more than one more chop..."
Lu Jing activated his magic power without hesitation, and the magic power surged. His slightly pale face suddenly turned blue and white, and his mouth full of silver teeth turned into pus and blood. Behind the pus and blood were new sharp fangs that grew out.
Accidentally pricked lip.
The nails fall off and grow oval and sharp horns, like demon claws.
Phew.
A single horn emerged from his forehead.
The black horn was like black ink entering the clear water, and black scales quickly grew on the bluish-white skin on the forehead.
The horn grows meanderingly, forming a small crown with the scales.
The crown is like a feather and the shape is like three flowers.
The scales turned upside down and feathers grew, and the feathers were woven into a large cloak and draped over Lu Jing's body.
His eyes had completely turned black, and his originally slightly distorted face became calmer. He took a long breath, and the moment he opened his mouth, black steam floated out.
"Such secret techniques have actually increased my strength to the peak of the golden elixir."
It was just a small change that raised a small level, and this transformation was still going on. If he didn't stop it, he might really have a chance to break through the Nascent Soul.
But this is obviously Lu Jing's delusion. Not to mention that the disaster is difficult to overcome, how can he think that Zhong Songtang in front of him will remain indifferent.
The cloak that was taken off on the side turned into a human form. Mr. Wu widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Didn't you say that there will be no problems with the secret technique?"
There is no problem with the secret technique, but it cannot withstand the urging of the person who performs the secret technique.
Zhong Songtang's expression changed drastically, and the pressure belonging to the Great True Lord fell like a mountain.
The aura of inspiration locked a ring in the eight-wheeled puppet beast's carriage, locking Lu Jing firmly in the process of transformation. The sharp knife in his hand was about to be unsheathed, but he heard Wu Zhu stop him.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Lu can still be saved."
"There is no way to save him. Brother, you should know that his Yin Shen is gone. He has been able to survive until now by forcing himself on the secret method. There is no way he can be saved. Why don't you let me kill him with a knife to avoid causing trouble!
"
Zhong Songtang shouted loudly, and the sharp knife was unsheathed, accompanied by a roar and light bursting out.
Lu Jing, who originally wanted to say something, now opened his mouth, but only a foul smell came out, and he could no longer speak.
And a strange thought came to his mind, that is, "live". Let a dead person live, and there is still such a strong desire to live.
This is not his intention.
However, after a moment's pause, Lu Jing's transformation was completed and he turned into a tall demon, curled up in a corner of the carriage.
call.
The air current surges.
The light in the carriage disappeared, and only darkness came.
If Mr. Wu didn't stop him, he quickly urged: "Let's take action!"
On one side is his brother, on the other side is the nameless apprentice who has become possessed by the devil. His palms and backs are all flesh, but he cannot let living people suffer. This is not what Brother Zhong should bear.
If Wu Zhu could do it, he might do it himself.
It's a pity that he only has Nascent Soul and Yin Shen now, and has not integrated into the puppet.
Therefore, he did not have the strength to send Lu Jing on his last journey.
"Bang."
A large hole was opened above the carriage, and a tall demon stood on top of the carriage, breathing the aura of the city wantonly.
The demonic flames around his body were like blazing flames in the darkness, lighting up the night, and these coercive ideas naturally alerted the law enforcement officers in the city.
"good."
Tu Shanjun clicked his tongue.
Under the demon's body, Lu Jing's consciousness was clear.
In other words, Lu Jing was not completely possessed by the devil, but his strength showed a qualitative change.
However, judging from the fact that he could only spit out black air when he opened his mouth, Lu Jing had lost the ability to speak and could not speak even if he wanted to.
"It seems that my understanding of the technique is pretty good, but unfortunately there are still side effects." Tu Shanjun said with regret.
The spirit demon that had been improved by his hands could endure death. While retaining the consciousness of the monk, it had visual, hearing and language barriers. In addition, there was no Yin Shen, so it was unable to use its spiritual consciousness.
The monk completely became a deaf-mute man caged in darkness.
This is normal. Unexpected situations will always occur when improving spells, and even a peak master like Tu Shanjun cannot control them.
Rather, being able to retain consciousness is already powerful enough.
Generally speaking, the first thing such a technique erodes is the monk's consciousness.
"Roar!"
Lu Jing looked up to the sky and roared angrily.
When the carriage stopped, he was violently thrown out.
A figure also emerged from the carriage. The man was wearing a robe and holding a long knife. He looked particularly serious in the dusk. The blade turned slightly, and when the mana was bursting, the sword energy soaring to the sky had enveloped the man who jumped out of the carriage.
The tall monster.
"kill!"
The demon didn't know what he picked from his fingers, but that didn't matter anymore.
Under the Great True Lord's slashing attack, even such a majestic and powerful demon could not escape death.
Cut it with one knife.
A knife mark appeared on the demon's body. The demon sat cross-legged on the ground with a smile on his face and lowered his head in the dusk sunlight.
distance.
The flying boat from Tianji City arrived belatedly.
In fact, they arrived very quickly, but Dazhenjun took action faster.
It's also because the gap is too big.
There is a gap between Jindan and Yuanying, not to mention a huge gap in realm. There are many geniuses in this world who have never crossed the threshold of the Great True Lord.
It was over before the surrounding residents could react.
"he died."
"He is free."
Zhong Songtang, who put away the long knife, said in a deep voice.
Lu Jing was different from other obsessed monks. At that moment, he felt that Lu Jing was not obsessed at all, as if he had voluntarily died.
There was no violence or confusion in those pure black eyes.
…
"Let the city construction monks clean it."
"It's gone. There's nothing to see."
"Usually when there are fights, you all want to hide in the cracks in the ground, but now you are just watching the excitement. Come on, stop looking, be careful what the devil has in store for you."
"..."
Urban construction monks came to clean up the aftermath, making repairs and cleaning up the battlefield at the same time.
not far away.
Under the bridge.
A slightly slender hand picked up something that looked like a ring.
This chapter has been completed!