Chapter 182 Nine to Yuancan

When the big businessman-like bodyguard was thrown out like a chicken by the money gang, the crowd fell into silence for a moment, and Han Feng focused on the little fox. He could feel the uniqueness of this thing. He wanted to use his mind to explore the breath of the little fox, but the black gold cage seemed to be scattered. With a kind of obscure rune fluctuation, Han Feng's consciousness could not penetrate. Han Feng did not dare to suddenly increase his strength for fear of attracting the attention of others. However, looking at the little fox's eyes as red as gems, a strange feeling suddenly surged into Han Feng's heart. His heart moved and suddenly remembered a legendary thing... However, he quickly denied his idea. This kind of thing only exists in legend. How could it appear in the world? How could it be? Caught by this inconspicuous Taoist, although it seems that the little fox is only in his infancy...

"Ga Ga, it's really a good thing." A voice came, and Han Feng was shocked. He turned his head and looked over, but it was the silver-haired old man beside the brocade. Han Feng paid attention to them. The brocade man was tall, his face was like jade, his eyes were heavy eyebrows, and a faint momentum of the superior came out... However, Han Feng felt that this man was slightly gloomy, as if he had a heavy heart. And the old man with silver-white hair next to him, with a wrinkled face, clumsy face and eagle eyes like diamonds, glanced at himself as if he could see through people's hearts...

"I want this thing." The old man with silver hair naturally has a kind of domineering spirit when he speaks. It seems that he has decided on the little fox. There was no sound in the crowd, and they all turned their eyes to the strange Taoist. The Taoist seemed not to feel the penetrating eyes of the old Hawkeye, but just stretched out three fingers...

"There are still a lot of problems." The white-haired old man smiled strangely and said, "But I happen to know this thing." After a pause, he continued, "Although this thing belongs to Xuanhu, it should belong to the alien species in Xuanhu, called Jiuwei Tianhu. The tough fur can avoid the sword, and its blood can avoid evil spirits... Ga Ga... I'm right?"

The old Taoist's face showed some strange colors, but he didn't say anything. The white-headed eagle-eyed old man asked, "I don't know how much money you little fox want to sell?" The old Taoist did not say anything and slowly stretched out a finger... The white-haired old man exchanged eyes with the young man around him and said, "How about a million taels of silver?"

At this moment, a coughing sound came. Cough... I want this little guy, and I will pay three million taels of silver. People didn't notice that there was an additional figure in the field. At a glance, the man was extremely old, and the wrinkles on his face formed layers of gully, as if he had buried countless vicissitudes. His waxy eyes narrowed slightly, his head lowered, and his body was crugged. Just like a patient... The lean body seemed to be blown by a gust of wind. Somehow in Han Feng's eyes, the sick man exuded a dangerous atmosphere... No one spoke and did not notice how the sick old man came to the scene. However, everyone was a long-standing person. This thin old man must not be an ordinary person...

The white-haired old man's eagle's eye had narrowed. He looked at the sick man and said slowly, "Who are you?"

"Cough, you can call me an old ghost." The weak old man nodded slightly. He did not flinched because of the momentum of the white-headed eagle-eyed old man.

"I did this business first. It seems that you are a little unruly..." The light in the eyes of the white-headed old man was like a cone, which was fascinating, and the faces of the people around him showed a bad look, and they didn't say a word, so they had the momentum to do it... And in the faint yellow eyes of the sick old man, There is no change. It seems to ignore those people...

"Cough, if the price is high, no one seems to set such a rule." The old ghost smiled, and his dim eyes were calm and gloomy.

At this time, Han Feng suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that the ruby-like eyes of the little fox in the black gold cage looked at him. For a moment, Han Feng suddenly felt that there seemed to be something crystal in the little fox's eyes. Yes, it was asking him for help... It was a pair full of pity. Han Feng felt that his human eyes were very beautiful... Han Feng suddenly said to Dongfang carefully, "Lend me your money and I will return it to you later..." A smile appeared on Dongfang's beautiful face...

A sound broke the silence in the field, and the dark tide of uneasiness was stirred up by layers of ripples.

"Ha ha, since it's the one with a high price, I'll give it a kick." While talking, a smiling young man appeared on the scene. The smile on his face made the scene that was a little tight and breathless, like shooting into the oblique sun...

That young man is Han Feng. Without any thought, he walked into the field...

"There's another mess."

The white-headed old man's eyes shot at Han Feng. The sharp eyes in his eyes were even more full, and he said slowly, "Young man, do you know who I is?" Han Feng shook his head slowly, and there was no change in his face. It is still a harmless look. However, he could feel the murderous eyes cast by those around the white-haired old man, and even some contempt...

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded. Ha ha... Let's just talk here, let's see what the seller means." People looked at it, but it was the young man beside the white-headed man. He had never spoken, and now he said to everyone with a gentle and warm look. There was no unhappiness on his handsome face, but Han Feng felt a movement for no reason. The tense atmosphere in the field loosened. It seemed that the young man's words were very useful, and the white-headed old man no longer insisted and looked at the old man who had been sitting on the ground...

The old Taoist's face is still unwaved, and he stretched out three fingers, which is still three conditions.

This time, the old ghost slowly said, "This thing should belong to a natural alien..." What he said was similar to the white-headed old man, and there was nothing new. However, he suddenly took out a golden box from his arms. He said, "I have an elixir here called Tianyuan Dan. It can make people replenish qi and blood, and increase people's ability for at least 30 years. Although it is not as good as your nine-tailed fox, it is also extraordinary..." There was a burst of ** in the crowd, which shows that this Tianyuan elixir is extraordinary.

"Ha ha, I also have gadgets." The white-headed old man laughed loudly. While talking, he reached out and took out a long box from his arms. The box is more than half a foot long and embroidered with complicated patterns with gold thread. He stretched out his hand and opened it, and a strange noise floated out. People couldn't help looking at the small box in his palm. There was a bright red cloth in the box. The red cloth was opened, but it was wrapped in a ginseng as thick as a child's arm... The crowd became more lively. This ginseng is extremely extraordinary at a glance, and its roots are all in human shape... Han Feng has seen many such ginsengs in Baicao Fairy Valley, and he can see that this ginseng has a history of at least hundreds of years...

The white-haired old man swept through the crowd with a proud look and said, "The old man's ginseng is a three-year-old nine-yuan ginseng. It is functional and can live and die..." The old man who had been sitting silently looked at the old ginseng inadvertently, with a surprised look on his face...

"Ha ha, the boy knows the origin of this little fox, but I don't know if it's right or not? Please give me some advice..." Han Feng said slowly, "The correct name of this thing should be called the nine-tailed Xuanhu. The ancients said: 'The family will report, and the flag of the yellow bird is given by God; the national harm should be killed, and the god is blessed with the Xuanhu.' Legend has it that this thing is mysterious and powerful..." He recited a sentence in Tianxuan Anecdotes. It is said that this thing can give birth to nine tails, nine lives, and connect the world... Han Feng was still talking endlessly, and suddenly felt two cold electric rays of light coming. At a glance, he saw that the man had opened his eyes and looked at him, and the light in his eyes made people tremble...

"What's your name?"

A low and hoarse voice came, but the old man was asking Han Feng.

"I didn't expect you to know a lot and have this insight."

"The boy only knows some fur, and it is difficult to be elegant..."

People's eyes on Han Feng have changed, but they didn't expect this young man to understand so much. The young man around the white-haired old man looked at Han Feng with a complicated look... I don't know what's thinking...

"What's the use of knowing more about these things?" The white-headed man sneered. There was a faint disdain in his eyes when he looked at Han Feng, and he couldn't see that Han Feng looked like a rich man. He said, "We will add another three million taels of silver. A total of 4 million taels of silver...how about it?"

The crowd was in an uproar, but they didn't expect the white-headed man to be so rich and generous. Moreover, these people act with a domineering momentum everywhere, and they can't help but speculate about these people...

"Cough, how about I take out another two million pieces of silver?" The old ghost smiled, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes. Obviously, the white-headed man's contribution exceeded his budget. However, his nine-turn yuan ginseng is indeed extremely precious, and he can still compete with the other party...

At this time, people's eyes turned to Han Feng. They don't know what valuable can this young man can bring out to rival the other party, or to overestimate himself and humiliate himself...