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Not long after entering the ancient attic, an old man in gray walked quickly from one side, whispered to Heng, and then walked towards the depths of the dim pavilion. Heng didn't say much, followed with Yun Yun.

After following the old man in the corridor inside the pavilion for about a few minutes, he finally stopped before a bronze door. The old man also stopped here and bowed to Heng. He also said no more nonsense, but quietly retreated.

“Is it just here?”

Hen murmured softly, and then slowly pushed open the ancient bronze door open, a faint light shot out from it, and Hen did not dodge, and stepped in as he stretched out his footsteps.

After Heng stepped into the bronze gate, an ancient temple about half a square appeared in front of everyone. There were many stone chairs in the ancient temple. At this moment, there were many figures sitting on these chairs. However, these people were like Heng and Yun Yun, covered by black cloaks, and no one knew the other's identity.

The entry of Heng and Yun Yun also attracted some gazes, but then they moved away.

Hen suddenly secretly swept his perception to the whole audience. With the perception of Hen's unique chakra system and Sharingan, the cloak could not stop Shin's perception at all. Similarly, no one could detect Shin's perception.

"Um?!"

Shin's eyes narrowed slightly and found that the lowest strength in the whole game was the Eight Star Dou Zun. Even the extremely rare Dou Sheng-level strong men, there are actually six of them here!

What surprised Hen the most was that there was a burly figure in a black robe sitting in a VIP seat, who was amazingly strong, at least four-star Dou Sheng.

"What's wrong?" Yun Yun asked softly.

"Nothing." Hen shook his head and said lightly, "Let's find a place to sit down first."

"Dong!"

While Heng was thinking, a melodious and crisp bell suddenly rang in this quiet ancient hall. Then, in the center of the hall, a line of hair and beard were white, as if an old man was about to die, slowly appeared in the distorted space in the crowd's sight.

"Haha, it's another space fair. Don't be fine." The old man Baoshan glanced around the hall, and an old voice sounded in everyone's ears. However, no one here responded to his greeting sound, and there was still a quiet and weird atmosphere.

The scar's perception swept across the body of the old man in Baoshan in a vague way.

The peak of Nine Turns Dou Zun.

The old man Baoshan didn't care about the strange silence in this scene. It was obviously not the first time he experienced such a thing. With a wave of his sleeves, the space around him slowly twisted, and then he surrounded the old man Baoshan in it like a space prison.

"It's the old rules, don't mind everyone"

After doing this, the old man Baoshan smiled, then stood at the auction table in front of him, coughed, and said, "There are almost the same people, so there is no need to say more nonsense. Let's start this space fair."

"The first item auctioned below is the eighth grade pill, and the Netherworld Bone Transformation Pill." The old man in Baoshan shook his hand and took out a jade bottle from the ring, and a faint fragrance of the pill spread.

"The owner of this thing wants to change to a volume of advanced earth-level martial arts. Let's start bidding now." The old man smiled faintly.

The Netherworld Bone Transformation Pill is a pill to improve strength. Speaking of value, it is similar to the value of a volume of advanced skills in the Earth level.

Soon, the man sitting on the stone chair threw out a light blue scroll and fell into the hands of the old man Baoshan like lightning. He looked at no one around and closed his eyes. After a while, he lit up his right hand and the jade bottle flew into the hands of the person who had just thrown the scroll. The man put the scroll into the ring with a familiar hand. The whole process was simple and direct, without any nonsense.

Everyone knows that this is just an appetizer. The real highlight is behind it, and it is better than the other.

"Auction below, advanced skills of the Earth-level rank." The old man Baoshan made another move, and something flashed in front of him, and it was a blue scroll, "The Heart-Stabilization Technique."

"The Heart-Stabilization Art, a high-level earth-level exercise. This exercise was created by a ninth-grade alchemist a thousand years ago. It is suitable for alchemists to practice. The exercises contain the way of refining medicine. Those who practice to the extreme will have unexpected and great help in refining elixirs!"

After hearing the introduction of Baoshan, Hen's eyes also looked shocked. This Heart-Solidification Art does sound very effective, but it is only limited to alchemists. Similarly, the martial arts are extremely important for practicing Dou Qi. This martial arts are specially created for refining medicines. It may be of great help to alchemists. However, the martial arts are extremely important for the use of Dou Qi. The martial arts are specific to refining medicines. In other words, the combat power of those who practice this Heart-Solidification Art will be much lower than that of the same level.

But no matter what, this was also created by a ninth-grade alchemist, which is quite attractive to some people who have reached the level of fanatical refining.

"The master of this technique wants to exchange for a low-level fighting skill at the heavenly level. Of course, it is feasible to exchange items that match the value." The old man from Baoshan said with a smile.

There were many people in the hall who were quite interested in this scroll of martial arts. So shortly after the Baoshan Old Man finished speaking, many people threw out their bargaining chips and finally fell into the hands of Baoshan Old Man.

After no one took action, the old man Baoshan spread out the scrolls and some pills to check carefully. After a moment, he slowly closed his eyes. After about a minute, he opened them again, leaving a scroll, and flicked his fingers and sent them back one by one. He smiled and said, "After the master's selection, the transaction has already been achieved." As he said that, he waved his sleeves, and the blue martial arts scroll in front of him flew to the back of the hall, and finally fell into the hands of a man in black. In a blink of an eye, he was taken to the ring.

"The next thing to auction is a low-level battle technique for the Heavenly Level, Lihuo Burning Heavenly Technique. Everyone knows that this is a fire-type battle technique. The owner of this battle technique wants to change to a low-level battle technique for the Water-type battle technique. There is no need for pills. In addition to pills, as long as you can come up with something that can match the value of this fighting technique, it will be fine."
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