"This voice belongs to the person who competed for the Snow Wind Sword before!"

Zeng Xueer was shocked.

Fifteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones are already more than the value of a foundation-building spiritual item, and are more like restoring qi!

"I'm so angry..."

Mrs. Zeng was also furious: "Junior... why did you rob the female cultivator of the spiritual object?"

In the box.

Min and his party looked at Fang Xing in surprise.

"I have a descendant who is just suitable for this 'Shaoyin evil spirit'..."

After Fang Xing explained, he heard the provocation of the Zeng family's foundation building, and couldn't help but sneer: "So what if I'm just buying it for fun? Is there a rule in the auction that only female cultivators are allowed to buy this?"

"Sixteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones... follow me, kid!"

Mrs. Zeng sneered again and again.

"Why is Mrs. Zeng so unwise? The price is too high..."

"I think she did this on purpose and was planning to trick that boy!"

The other foundation-building monks were watching the show through their spiritual consciousness.

Spending less than 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones to buy a piece of evil spirit, they are crazy to do this!

"Okay, I'll go with...seventeen thousand!"

Fang Xing chuckled, looking very dumbfounded.

"you……"

The old lady of the Zeng family was so angry that she deliberately pretended to lure Fang Xing into taking the bait, just to scare him off by offering a high price.

Make the other party think that you are going to trick them.

In fact, this 'Shaoyin Evil Qi' is very suitable for Zeng Xueer, no matter how many spirit stones are taken, it is easy to expose some information.

At this time, when he heard Fang Xing follow the quotation, he almost vomited blood: "Ten thousand...eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones, you boy, keep following me!"

"Okay..." Min Yixing also hurriedly advised: "This price is enough to take advantage of others. If you, fellow Taoist, increase the price, then the old woman will give up directly, and you will lose your hand..."

"fine!"

Fang Xing waved his hand: "Nineteen thousand spirit stones!"

"Not good..." Mrs. Zeng was agitated in her heart: "Could it be that Xue'er's qualifications have been leaked?"

She gritted her teeth and said: "If it is leaked, we should not miss this Shaoyin evil spirit."

Compared to the coveted Qi-training monks, getting the opportunity and building the foundation early is equivalent to changing from a chess piece to a chess player.

At least, that's the case among the intrigues among a group of foundation-building families.

Mrs. Zeng’s voice was hoarse: “I gave birth to 20,000 spiritual stones!”

boom!

The auction venue started to get excited.

Even Jin Sanniang looked at the bottle of evil spirit in her hand with some surprise, wondering if there were any undiscovered secrets...

Some of the foundation-building monks in other boxes had their expressions flickering, as if they were thinking of something.

"I heard... Zeng Xue'er, the foundation building seed of the Zeng family, is a top-grade ice spirit root..."

Min and his party were also thoughtful: "Now it seems that there is more than just high-grade ice spirit roots..."

He looked at Fang Xing with a half-smile expression on his face: "Could it be that fellow Taoist's junior is also some kind of Yin attribute spirit body? In this case, this Shaoyin evil spirit is equivalent to half of a Foundation Establishment Pill."

"That's it. No wonder the old woman wants to rob me."

Fang Xing smiled and knocked on the railing with the Snow Wind Sword: "Twenty-one thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Boy, who are you? Tell me your name!"

Mrs. Zeng was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "I suspect that you are here to cause trouble on purpose."

"When auctioning items at an auction, do I still have to reveal my identity?"

Fang Xing sneered: "As for whether it's causing trouble, won't you know when you hand over the lot?"

Although the old lady of the Zeng family was furious, she did not raise the price after all.

Although the Shaoyin evil spirit is very suitable for Zeng Xueer, it is equivalent to most of a Foundation Building Pill.

If she shouts for a few more rounds, the price may be enough to auction a real foundation-building pill. If she really has to lose tens of thousands of spirit stones to buy a piece of evil spirit, even if she returns to the family, she will be criticized.

At this moment, the door of the private room opened, and a member of the Zeng family quickly walked in and handed a jade slip to Mrs. Zeng.

After all, the Zeng family is an old foundation-building family and has arrangements in Ziyuan Immortal City.

Although Mrs. Zeng seemed to be angry, she had actually secretly sent a message and sent someone to inquire about the guests in the box at Tianzi No. 9.

At this time, information was sent.

"What? It's this person?"

After Mrs. Zeng saw it, her expression couldn't help but become very ugly.

"Great-grandma?"

Zeng Xueer was very smart and knew immediately that something had changed.

"Xue'er, it seems that we should go to Beili Fairy City in the future to prepare a foundation-building pill for you..."

Mrs. Zeng smiled bitterly and said: "Although that man is just a casual cultivator of foundation building, the power behind him is unfathomable... The Zhou family was destroyed by him. Our Zeng family is a small family and we can't afford to offend him. Fortunately, the foundation building pill

Even better, whoever wants to use this evil spirit can take it away..."

"Destroy the Zhou family?!"

Zeng Xueer's mood also fluctuated violently.

Although the Zhou family in Ziqingtan is one level lower than the Zeng family in Taohualin, they are still a foundation-building family!

A force that can instantly kill a foundation-building ancestor and two late-stage Qi-training monks must not be easily provoked!

"Twenty-one thousand low-grade spiritual stones. This bottle of 'Shaoyin Evil Qi' belongs to the senior in Tianzi Room No. 9..."

Jin Sanniang's voice was trembling a little when she spoke.

After a while.

Fang Xing saw Lu Yiming again and the 'Shaoyin evil spirit' in his hand.

He picked up the jade bottle and felt a biting coldness in his tentacles. This bottle of evil spirit liquid was clear and transparent. After shaking it slightly, streaks of moonlight emerged.

"It is indeed Shaoyin's evil spirit!"

Fang Xing nodded, but said in his heart: 'That's right, it should be the yin energy of the universe... As long as we find the True Gang of the Sun, we can synthesize the yin and yang energy of the universe'...'

He threw out a bunch of spiritual stones again to complete the deal.

"Fellow Daoist Fang... you are really rich."

Min and his party looked at Fang Xing a little strangely.

"This is all left by my elder. He said he wanted to congratulate me on my success in building the foundation. I can't be too cash-strapped..."

Fang Xing smiled calmly.

That's the good thing about being a clone. You can throw the blame on the main body if you have any problems.

Moreover, if Min and his party have any bad intentions... he has actually been coveting the purple jade sword on his back for a long time!

After all, Min Yi Xing's flying sword is higher than Qinghong in terms of grade, and it is three feet long!

It is enough for warriors to use.

"That's it..." Min Yi Xing laughed again: "I see that the old lady from the Zeng family didn't dare to follow up on the price, and she didn't even dare to speak rudely again. She obviously knew something and was frightened by the evil reputation of fellow Daoist Fang!"

"Am I so cruel?" Fang Xing was dumbfounded.

…

Main universe.

'Pan Xiong is very easy to talk to. As long as my martial arts improves, I can take any leave...'

Inside the dormitory.

Fang Xing stretched and lay down in the holographic virtual cabin.

"Master, master...you have important information."

Xiaolan flapped her wings and flew over, with a trace of anxiety on her face.

"Um?"

Fang Xing was surprised. It was obviously not simple for Xiaolan to call it important information.
To be continued...