Chapter 347 The Ten Thousand Years of Spiritual Grass

"Hmph! Is the intermediate ban master so easy to practice? A large sect with a population of hundreds of thousands of people may not be able to cultivate an intermediate ban master. Even if he can earn hundreds of thousands of spirit stones a year, it is far less than one ten thousand of the losses he lost during his cultivation." A middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but speak a few words when he heard the two people's discussions.

Tang Xiao curled his lips. He had a deep understanding of the middle-aged man's words. Last time he obtained thousands of storage bags in the Dragon Realm secret realm, including hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, but along the way, he has now been consumed by Weilian.

Of course, Weilian has made nearly a thousand pieces of dragon scale talisman paper. Although most of them are made of ordinary dragon and dragon scales, if each piece of talisman paper is sold at this auction, it can be sold at least 10,000 spiritual stones.

However, since Tang Xiao has the ability to use the old demon Obi to use the spirit-absorbing ** to transform the spirit stones, he will naturally not use these precious dragon scale talisman paper to exchange for the spirit stones.

Finally, it was Tang Xiao's turn to buy the grassroots of the Hundred or Thousand Years of Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful Forgetful

Not only the thousand-year-old Forgetful Grass, but not even a single hair of the hundred-year-old Forgetful Grass.

Tang Xiao couldn't help but feel very disappointed. It seemed that he could not get the grassroots of the Forgetful Grass today.

The auction continued, and Tang Xiao was a little absent-minded, but he still stayed in the auction. Just as today's auction was about to end, a loud noise suddenly came from the interior room of the auction house, and the auctioneer was also called in by the staff.

After a while, the auctioneer came back and announced a loud news, which immediately made the audience excited.

It turned out that the ancient ban treasure cauldron just now was untied by the intermediate ban master, and more than ten best herbs of thousands of years were found inside.

The auctioneer announced the name of the herb. When he was reading the Wannian Forgetful Grass, Tang Xiao's heart thumped and was so excited that he almost wanted to go forward to kill someone and seize the treasure.

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Tang Xiao still confirmed to the old demon Obi: "Can the grass roots of this Wannian Forgetful Grass be used as the material for the dispersing pill?"

"Nonsense! A hundred years, a thousand years can be used, and a thousand years of age will certainly be better! It's just that the old demon didn't expect to get the grassroots of the Wannian Forgetful Grass. If you replace the grassroots of the Wannian Forgetful Grass with the grassroots of the Wannian Forgetful Grass, you can shorten the time for the first level of your divine distraction technique at least half!"

After hearing what the old demon Obi said, Tang Xiao immediately became excited and was ready to pat the grass roots of the Forgetful Forgetful Grass.

"You can buy all the other herbs that are thousands of years old, no matter how high the price is! The old demon is of great use." The old demon Obi explained to Tang Xiao.

"Of course there is no problem if you have the spirit stone." Tang Xiao patted his chest and immediately agreed.

However, what the auctioneer continued to say poured a basin of cold water on Tang Xiao.
Chapter completed!