After the oath was taken, the five major forces entered a black ban together.
This restriction was specially designed. It was completely dark inside and they couldn't see each other at all. Even the people who had cultivated through the tribulation were completely in the dark.
There is a sound transmission stone in the forbidden area, which can receive instructions from outside.
"Everyone remained silent. After moving around freely, they each set up isolation restrictions to isolate themselves."
There is a great oath to bind the inner demons, and everyone follows it.
The outer layer of black restrictions was temporarily removed, and after being inspected by the black market deacons, the restrictions were reinstated.
This black restriction blocks spiritual inspection, but physical objects can pass through without hindrance.
Standing in the isolation confinement set by himself, An Qingli held the storage bag containing the spiritual essence and life-extending pills, and heard a voice coming from under his feet: "Now, please bidders, on behalf of individuals or forces, bid for the best spiritual essence."
Put it into a storage bag with the Life Extension Pill, remove its own restrictions, and then hand out the outermost restrictions. Others are not allowed to touch it without permission."
The five major forces handed out seven storage bags.
There were two storage bags handed out on behalf of individuals. It seemed that besides An Qingli, there were others who were trying their best to win over this flying unicorn.
The seller wore a black curtain and cap, covering himself from head to toe. He came out of another black confinement and inspected the spiritual essence and life-extending pills one by one.
The seller was very excited, and his hands were trembling with excitement. It would be great if these seven top-quality spiritual essences and seven life-extending pills were all his!
The flying unicorn also stepped out of the restriction and looked at the black energy on his head.
The black air became a little thicker.
The seller requires that based on the largest piece of spiritual marrow, the other forces must either complete the corresponding top-quality spiritual stones or withdraw.
The flying unicorn glanced at him.
The black market deacon marked each storage bag and issued an instruction: "Those who handed over the storage bags, please take back their respective storage bags and fill up the spiritual stones according to the marks on the storage bags."
An Qingli took back his storage bag, set up an isolation restriction for himself, and cast a small fire spell. He looked down and saw that his storage bag was marked with the word "five" and it said
Two thousand top quality spiritual stones.
In other words, she is the fifth bidder and needs to make up two thousand top-quality spiritual stones.
An Qingli put another two thousand top-quality spiritual stones into the storage bag.
The instruction came from the foot again: "Please bidder, please hand over the storage bag."
This time there are only six storage bags.
Someone or a certain force gave up the bidding.
The steward confirmed aloud: "Bidder No. 4, do you want to give up the bid? If so, please hand over the marked empty storage bag."
An empty marked storage bag was handed out.
The seller was a little regretful, but when he saw the six priceless storage bags, he was so elated that he quickly put that regret behind him.
The Flying Unicorn was a little confused. He was really afraid that An Qingli couldn't afford the price, so he gave up the bidding.
The seller followed the rules and set up isolation restrictions for himself.
The stewards in the house also set up isolation restrictions for themselves.
The instruction came from below again: "Please, the monks who have spoken to the flying unicorn alone, remove their own restraints and hand over their spirit beast bags."
The spirit beast bags handed out have been refined by the monks and are imbued with the monk's own breath.
The spirit animal bags of the tribulation monks and the god-transformation monks handed out the restraints. A small number of them were Nascent Souls, and the rest were those young monks with great luck.
The Flying Unicorn smelled An Qingli's storage bag, breathed a sigh of relief, and got in without hesitation.
An Qingli sensed movement in the spirit beast bag and breathed a sigh of relief.
The command came from below again: "Please ask the monk to take back the spirit beast bag."
The spirit beast bags were taken back one after another, and voices of regret erupted.
The order was immediately issued: "Please all monks set up isolation restrictions."
In the complete darkness, many people unwillingly set up restrictions.
The instruction continued: "Please bidders and spirit beasts confirm each other."
An Qingli opened the spirit beast bag, cast another small fire spell, and looked at the flying unicorn standing proudly in the spirit beast bag.
It's a bit expensive, but it still has great uses.
The instruction continued: "Please ask an individual or force to take back the storage bag."
Six storage bags were collected.
The instruction then continued: "Please the individual or force that obtained the spirit beast, hand over the storage bag."
An Qingli handed the storage bag and went out.
The seller removed the restriction, excitedly stepped forward, checked the storage bag, his face flushed with excitement, nodded to the butler, and stepped onto a random teleportation array. He didn't know where he was teleported to.
The instruction came from below again: "The deal is done, there will be no changes."
"Why!"
Many monks sighed sadly.
The jade slips ringing for messages one after another.
Who is it?
Who captured the flying unicorn!
The instructions continued to come: "A monk can form a contract with a spiritual beast in half a cup of tea."
An Qingli looked at the flying unicorn in the spirit beast bag.
The flying unicorn proudly said: "I want to make a symbiosis contract!"
In a symbiosis contract, the symbiotic contracted beast will live and die together with the owner of the contract, and the relationship is the closest. Moreover, as the owner of the contract advances, the symbiotic contracted beast will benefit the most.
With such a three-color purple luck monk, if you form a symbiotic contract with her, you will definitely make money without losing money, and even the contracted beast's own luck will also increase accordingly.
"This won't work. I already have a symbiosis partner." An Qingli shook his head. A monk can only form a symbiosis contract once in his life. This flying unicorn obviously came a little late.
Little Jin Tan proudly shook his golden leaves, made a symbiosis contract, and asked him if he was a divine plant?
The flying unicorn was startled and a little embarrassed: "You little girl, what's going on, you formed a symbiosis contract with other spiritual beasts so early? Don't you know how to wait? How can those lowly bloodlines be compared with me!
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It is from a royal family, from a royal family!
Out of ten thousand unicorns, there may not be one royal one!
It is worth a top-quality spiritual essence, plus a ninth-grade life-extending pill!
Isn't this level of worth enough to prove its value?
An Qingli glanced at it and said calmly: "You are not too noble." Her little tiger is not only the king of the clan, but he still calls her master.
The flying unicorn became more and more embarrassed: "You insult me!"
An Qingli looked calm: "Tell the truth."
The flying unicorn flicked the long hair on his forehead: "I don't believe it!"
Little Lingxi had prepared a wooden comb, and sat on the back of the speeding rabbit. With his eyes shining, he said to An Qingli: "Qingli, let him in, and I will comb the hair on his head and back."
Long hair."
The long, smooth and shiny hair is so beautiful that it can’t wait to comb it, tie it into a few long braids, and add a few small red flowers to it.
An Qingli raised his lips: "Then let's make a bet. If my symbiotic partner is nobler than you, then you will form a master-servant contract with me."
The flying unicorn didn't think much: "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Flying Unicorn regretted it. This little girl has three purples. Who knows what amazing luck she has.