Chapter 386: Melt Fire!

The city Liu Baisu took him to was called Yuancheng. Ye Xuan inquired about it. This Yuancheng is some distance away from the Piaoxue Silver City and is the central city of the Piaoxue Kingdom. It can be regarded as prosperous, and there are also many immortals, among which there are even some strong men in the Holy Palace.

With the help of blood fog, Ye Xuan was not afraid of being recognized by the heavy snow, so he planned to find some treasures in Yuancheng that would help him advance his physical training.

Kung Fu pays off. In two days, while he inquired about the old man in black robes, he also got a treasure about physical cultivation.

This treasure was sold at an auction in Yuancheng, called 'Melt Fire'. It is said that refining this fire in the body can greatly refine the body of body cultivation. However, because there are too few physical cultivation, this melt fire is not the final treasure, but the auction still wants to bet on some luck. After all, the melt fire is for physical cultivation. As far as it is concerned, it is a great treasure. If you are willing to buy it, you will definitely spend a lot of money.

Therefore, the news was dissipated by the auction early.

When Ye Xuan heard the news, he was very happy. The fire of the melt is indeed useful for physical cultivation. Although it can't help him to upgrade his bone-changing body, he can collect some treasures. With the melt fire, he is not without the possibility of impacting the bone-changing body.

Ye Xuan spent 3,000 pieces of Modan to buy a qualification for the auction when the auction was already full. Three days later, when the auction opened, it entered the auction venue.

This auction is also famous.

is supported by a huge chamber of commerce in Yuancheng, so many high-priced treasures are responsible for this auction, and many immortals from many other cities have also come here to participate.

There are many monks in the Holy Palace.

Even for Yuancheng, the monks of the Holy Palace are also strong people who are high in the mountains. You know, how many strong people are there in the realm of Ningzhen?

If there is a holy palace monk, this auction will be listed as a guest. Please enter the elegant room to participate in the auction. Naturally, other immortals can't taste this treatment. Although Ye Xuan is a holy palace monk, he doesn't want to say anything. If he wants to do it, ordinary people naturally can't recognize him as a holy palace monk, so they just find a seat to sit down. Waiting for the beginning of the auction.

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Soon, a young woman in blue came out of the stage. The woman was full of laughter. Obviously, she presided over the auction.

"I think you Taoist friends have been waiting for a long time!" The blue-shirted woman smiled and said, "The following is the first treasure of this auction. I believe everyone has heard of it. This treasure is a magic weapon and a top magic weapon. It's called the Dementor Golden Lock!"

"Demented Golden Lock..."

"It turned out to be such a treasure!"

When Ye Xuan heard the word dementor golden lock, he was not interested. He simply closed his eyes. If he closed his eyes to refresh his mind, he didn't care about the discussion under the stage, as if he couldn't hear anything.

When he came to this auction, he was most interested in the melt fire, which he was bound to win. As for Mo Dan, that's not a problem.

"The demented gold lock, the starting price is 1,000 ink elixir, and the price increase is not less than 100 ink elixir each time."

Soon, the price was raised one after another, and many immortals were very interested in this soul-retor gold lock and wanted to grab this treasure.

If Ye Xuan's cultivation is only a sea of gas, I'm afraid he will also have a lot of interest in this demented golden lock, but his cultivation has reached the column of the Holy Palace, and the demented golden lock is of little use for him.

Soon, the demented golden lock was auctioned by an old man in a sea of gas at a high price of 3,000 Modan.

The old man was obviously very happy and raised his smiling eyebrows.

Ye Xuan still closed his eyes.

The treasures were auctioned one by one, and Ye Xuan felt that it was almost time to auction the melt fire.

As he expected, before a cup of tea, the blue-shirted woman took out a cyan flame, which burned in her palm. The cyan flame actually contained three colors, black, yellow and red, which made the cyan flame more strange.

"Meltfire!"

"It's a melt fire!"

"Unfortunately, this melt fire is useless to me. I don't have any physical cultivation method. I believe that the lack of physical cultivation also makes this melt fire very useless!"

Many people know the wonderful use of this melt fire, but the physical cultivation method is really difficult to find, which also makes the physical cultivation very rare, less physical cultivation, and naturally the auction of the melt fire.

This auction is also a gamble of luck. The blue-shirted woman held a blue flame in the palm of her hand and smiled slightly, "I believe you Taoist friends also know what this blue flame is a treasure. The molten fire starts at 5,000 ink elixir, and each price increase must not be less than 500 ink elixir."

Five thousand Modan is not a small number, at least for many people present.

The melt fire is indeed worth the price, and the price of this auction is still less.

"6,000." A voice came from the elegant room at the height of the auction.

Those who can live in the elegant room are naturally the guests of this auction, or the high-ranking monks of the Holy Palace, which also makes many people who want to auction the melt fire break their minds and grab treasures with the monks of the Holy Palace. Isn't it the act of looking for death?

The blue-shirted woman saw that there was no sound and was secretly disappointed. The melt fire only sold for 6,000 yuan, which was really a pity.

However, when everyone thought that the six thousand was the limit, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes and said, "7,000!"

"Hmm?"

As everyone thought, Nayama is indeed a holy palace monk.

"Look for death!" This monk of the Holy Palace is an old man in purple and an elder of a sect in Yuancheng. This time, he was angry when he saw that Ye Xuan dared to rob treasures from him.

But after all, it's an auction. It's not easy for him to take action and said, "eight thousand!"

He still doesn't believe that he is a immortalist in the Holy Palace, and his handwriting is not as good as an unknown person.

"10,000!" Ye Xuan didn't blink his eyes and shouted Mo Dan as if he had shouted a number.

The old man yew frowned and said, "One thousand!"

If this person raised the price by 2,000 at a time, wouldn't he be ridiculed if he didn't get a price increase of 2,000 yuan? However, he was also a little distressed by the price increase of 12,000 yuan, and he couldn't help but feel murderous. If it hadn't been for this person's horizontally, he would have only needed 6,000 Modan to buy this melt fire, and he still need to pay such a high price?

"20,000!" Ye Xuanfeng said lightly.

" hiss..."

Many people took a deep breath.

"Big deal!"

"This is definitely a big deal!"

"This man is crazy, 20,000 Modan. Do you want to take it out?"

"How dare he compete for treasures with the predecessors of the Holy Palace?"

"I think he has a long life."

Many people noticed Ye Xuan at this time, and the blue-shirted woman was also happy to see people bidding again.

Some people think that Ye Xuan is bold and dares to rob treasures with the monks of the Holy Palace, while others secretly specify Ye Xuan's identity. After all, bidding with the people sitting in the elegant room is not just a matter of courage. If there is no foundation and strength, it is the act of looking for death.

However, no one would have thought that Ye Xuan, who seemed to be nothing strange, was also a strong man in the Holy Palace.

28,000!" The old yew gritted his teeth and finally forced this number out of his teeth.

Ye Xuan's price increase was more than 8,000 at a time, and he didn't believe it. The price was as high as 28,000, and Ye Xuan still kept working.

It is not difficult to hear the anger from the voice of the old yew.

Many people feel that Ye Xuan is going to suffer.

"Five thousand!" Ye Xuan did not hesitate to say an astronomical figure for ordinary immortals.

"70,000!" The old yew shouted the price again.

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "150,000!"

As soon as this number was shouted out, the whole audience was in an uproar. When the old man heard this number, he was completely discouraged. He was just a monk of the Holy Palace. Of course, there were many ink pills in his hand, but the ink pills that cost more than 100,000 yuan for a melt fire were really not worth the gains.

After thinking about it, the old man of yew finally lost his temper.

He really doesn't know where Ye Xuan got these ink elixirs.

For Ye Xuan, 150,000 Modan is really not much. When he came out this time, he couldn't even count the Modan he brought. Dan alone gave him four or five million in order to be prepared in the country of the Snow God, and how could he be stingy with these numbers.