But when Kun Pengzi walked halfway, he suddenly turned sideways, walked towards Huang Feiyan, and sat quietly next to Huang Feiyan.
Huang Feiyan looked at the indifferent Kun Pengzi and moved her mouth a few times. Because that seat had a sound barrier, she didn't know what they said.
After listening to Huang Feiyan's words, Kun Pengzi turned his face slightly and glanced in the direction of Long Chen. There was no expression on his knife-like cheeks.
"Long Chen, you have another terrifying enemy. This Kun Pengzi has a terrifying origin. Legend has it that Emperor Peng placed all his lifelong will on him, and he is the successor trained by Emperor Peng.
And you have a deep and irreconcilable hatred with the Xuan Beast clan, so there will definitely be a fierce battle between you." Beitang Rushuang reminded with a solemn expression.
Even Beitang Rushuang was worried about Long Chen. This Long Chen really had enemies all over the place, each one more powerful and more terrifying than the last one.
"Let's fight, we've long been used to it." Long Chen said calmly. This is why Long Chen is unwilling to come to the Ancient and Modern Heroes Meeting. This situation is basically what he expected.
But avoiding will not solve the problem after all. In the world of spiritual practice, tolerance and accommodation cannot bring peace. Normally, if you talk about tolerance for a while, the sea will be calm, and if you take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter.
But in the world of spiritual practice, this sentence does not apply, because if you take a step back, the enemy will take a step forward, eventually forcing you into a desperate situation, without even a chance to stand up.
The arrival of Kunpengzi caused quite a stir. After all, he was the heir of one of the Three Emperors, and his identity and status were both awe-inspiring.
The prince Kunpengzi has arrived, and the goddess Danxianzi has also arrived. The identities of these two people are like two mountains, weighing on everyone's hearts.
Only Shi Lingfeng stared at Kun Pengzi with stern eyes. Kun Pengzi, the real prince, appeared, and his status was suddenly compared to that of Kun Pengzi.
First, the Peng Emperor is one of the recognized Three Emperors, but the Stone Emperor is not. That is because the Evil Emperor refused to become the emperor, so he was forced to become the emperor. However, even if he became the emperor, some people from the Stone Clan would do it to his face.
Suspicion of gold-posting.
Secondly, Kun Pengzi is the son of Emperor Peng and is passed down by blood, while Shi Lingfeng is just a descendant of Queen Stone, and the Stone Clan, because it is not a human race, has no bloodline, which shows how close they are to each other.
"Kun Pengzi, after the meeting of ancient and modern heroes is over, I want to ask you for some advice and let me learn the secret skills of Penghuang." Shi Lingfeng finally couldn't help it and launched a challenge to Kunpengzi.
However, facing Kun Pengzi, Shi Lingfeng did not dare to be arrogant. Even if it was a challenge, he did not say anything inappropriate.
"Anytime."
Kun Pengzi glanced at Shi Lingfeng and responded coldly with four words, simple and domineering.
As time went by, there were more and more powerful people in the hall. Long Chen counted more than eighty people.
"This person is..."
Suddenly, Ye Lingshan's pupils shrank and she looked towards the door of the hall. At some unknown moment, a petite and exquisite figure appeared at the door of the hall.
Her appearance was so strange, silent and like a ghost, without any fluctuations on her body. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to sense her presence at all.
She wore a long black cloak, and the hat covered most of her face, revealing only her straight nose and a small mouth.
Judging from her body shape and exposed face, she should be only fourteen or fifteen years old, not yet fully grown up, but her appearance shocked the entire audience.
There was no one present who was not an expert, and everyone had amazing spiritual senses. But when the little girl appeared, no one figured out how she got in.
What shocked everyone the most was that behind the little girl's head, like the Dan Fairy, there was also a divine ring shrouding her, with divine light falling down and wrapping her up, making her sacred and evil.
Long Chen's heart trembled, and he almost immediately thought of a name - Dongming Yu.
She, who was ranked third on the demon-slaying list back then, actually appeared in front of him today, and she actually had a sacred aura, proving her identity as a goddess.
"Miss Dongming is finally here."
Dongming Yu arrived, Dongfang Yuyang stood up to greet him, another goddess arrived, and the atmosphere in the whole place became depressing again.
Even though he is the most powerful person of his generation and has swept away his contemporaries, he still feels the pressure is like a mountain when facing the people who inherit the gods, and his background is incomparable.
Dong Mingyu nodded, said nothing, and walked slowly to her seat. The hat on her cloak always covered most of her face, so no expression on her could be seen.
The large cloak wrapped around her petite body looked a bit weird, but all the powerful men present felt a deep fear of her.
The Blood Killing Hall is good at assassination, defeating the weak with the strong. Ordinary disciples can leapfrog the ranks and assassinate the strong. But this goddess of the Blood Killing Hall must be even more terrifying. No one wants to provoke such a person.
After Dong Mingyu arrived, there were eighty-seven strong people in the audience, but Long Chen did not see Mo Nian.
"My dearest talents, thank you all for participating in the third auction. This auction is also our highlight. I believe you will definitely not be disappointed."
The auction started on time, and the alchemy appraiser came on stage again, laughing before saying anything, and his voice spread to every corner of the hall.
"call"
Perhaps because he knew the tempers of the geniuses, he didn't even mention the opening remarks. The first treasure appeared directly on the stone platform.
"This is the Eight Bitter Roots of the Infinite, a remnant of ancient immortality. Now it has been completely extinct. This root may even be an orphan.
The eight roots of infinite suffering contain eight kinds of suffering, namely, birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not being able to seek what you want. The five yins are blazing and penetrate the human heart. It is the ultimate way to temper the will, understand life, and glimpse the way of heaven through the human way.
Excellent medicine.
It can be said that this infinite Eight Roots of Suffering is a priceless treasure, but unfortunately, it has existed for so long that its spirituality has almost been exhausted, and there is only a trace of vitality left.
In this way, its medicinal efficacy is greatly reduced, and the artistic conception of the Eight Sufferings is greatly compromised..."
When the middle-aged man said this, his face was full of regret. It is really sad that such a precious treasure is about to become extinct.
The eyes of other strong men also shone at the beginning. Many people have heard of the name of the Eight Bitter Roots of Wuji, but have never seen them. However, no matter how precious the treasure of heaven, material and earth is, it has no value if it loses its essential energy.
Everyone estimated that this Eight Bitter Roots was probably put up for auction because someone thought it was too useless. Its practical value was very low.
The middle-aged man continued: "Although the value of the Wuji Eight Bitter Roots is already very low, considering its uniqueness, we decided to use it as the opening auction item after repeated research.
The so-called talent or lack of talent depends on whether it is useful or not. I believe that many geniuses here will be interested in it.
The Eight Bitter Roots of Wuji, the starting price is thirty Nether Spirit Pearls, each increase in price must not be less than five, the auction begins now."
When Long Chen saw the Eight Bitter Roots, his heart beat wildly. The Eight Bitter Roots were an extremely precious medicine. It had no grade, but the powder extracted from it could be blended into many kinds of elixirs.
The most precious auxiliary medicine.
Even if it is an eleventh-level elixir, if it is blended into the powder of the Eight Bitter Roots of Wuji, the quality of the elixir will be improved, and the combined power of the elixir will make the powder less violent when refining the elixir, greatly increasing the probability of becoming an elixir.
The middle-aged man obviously knew this, so he had a look of regret on his face. This eight-bitter root has too little vitality and is almost exhausted. It is impossible to refine the medicinal powder. Now, the preserved medicinal power is estimated to be only enough for the strong to refine it.
Finally, I realized the artistic conception of the Eight Sufferings once, and the artistic conception was not particularly obvious.
But its value is indeed very high. The most important thing is that because it is likely to be an orphan, someone will definitely buy it.
The opening of the auction is very important. It should not be too precious, so as not to overshadow the subsequent treasures and fail to form a step-by-step foreshadowing. It should also not be too mediocre, because if the first treasure does not attract everyone's interest, it will be ignored.
Therefore, the first auction item must be loved by everyone, but its value should not be very high, so the eight infinite roots of suffering were pushed out.
"Thirty-five Nether Spirit Pearls."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, someone immediately shouted out the price.
"Forty Nether Spirit Beads."
"Fifty Nether Spirit Beads."
"..."
As everyone increased their prices, the price became higher and higher, and soon it reached the price of seventy-five Nether Spirit Beads. This guy was created by Huang Feiyan.
After Huang Feiyan announced this price, many people shook their heads. On the one hand, they felt that the price was a bit high, and on the other hand, they did not want to compete with Huang Feiyan, because this woman was notoriously petty, narrow-minded, and prone to holding grudges.
"Eighty Nether Spirit Beads."
Just when Huang Feiyan thought he could put this Eight Bitter Roots into his pocket, Long Chen spoke.
This time Long Chen didn't let Beitang Rushuang take action. The last time he let her take action, it was to get an advantage.
But this time it was different. Long Chen was an alchemy cultivator and knew why Huang Feiyan bought the Eight Bitter Roots of Wuji.
Huang Feiyan's soul power is her weakness, and she has always wanted to make up for this shortcoming. Huang Feiyan is the body of a mysterious beast, and she doesn't have much feelings about life, old age, illness, and death.
Therefore, even though the effect of the Eight Bitter Roots is minimal, she still wants to get it despite her wealth. She longs for the improvement and breakthrough of her soul.
Now she has made her attitude clear. She is determined to win the Wuji Eight Bitter Roots. If Beitang Rushuang takes action, it will push Beitang Rushuang and Huang Feiyan into hostility and drag someone who trusts her into the trap. Long Chen will never do it.
arrived, so he took action himself.
Sure enough, after Long Chen finished shouting, Huang Feiyan suddenly had frost on his face. He turned his head and looked at Long Chen with his eyes like sharp knives.
"One hundred Nether Spirit Pearls." Huang Feiyan was angry. She thought Long Chen was deliberately trying to find trouble with her.
"One hundred and five Nether Spirit Pearls." Long Chen calmly called out the price.
He is also determined to obtain the Eight Endless Roots of Bitterness, because he has the Chaos Space. Once the Eight Endless Roots of Bitterness are resurrected, it will be of great help to his alchemy.
"Long Chen, you are looking for death!" Huang Feiyan shouted sternly, her long eyebrows raised, and an invisible coercion burst out involuntarily, shocking the powerful people in the audience.