Fairy Strange: Eighty Years of Boy Kung Fu in the Beginning

In the end, this big knife was auctioned for 25,000 taels.

And Mo Xuan has never heard a new content discussion.

Occasionally, the word "ghost" is heard, but when the ghost is mentioned, the discussant is silent, as if some taboo is mentioned.

"What is this guy doing?"

In the rooftop box, Yuelong raised her legs, looked over the delicate instep of her feet, and looked at Mo Xuan.

She saw Mo Xuan sitting there, without making any movement, but, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching his brows, but then, there was a puzzled look.

"Holy Daughter, the news you want has arrived."

A big man walked into the box and bowed to report to Yuelong.

Yuelong stood on tiptoe and did not speak.

The big man seemed to be used to this, and without the slightest pause, he continued:

"It's the thirteenth lot."

"Well, got it." Yuelong leaned down, resting one hand on her leg, holding her chin in her palm, and looked at Mo Xuan below with some boredom.

At this moment, Mo Xuan's body froze, and his gaze swept around vigilantly.

Just now, he suddenly gave birth to a creepy feeling.

Intuition told Mo Xuan that he was being targeted!

"I shouldn't have done anything eye-catching, who would be targeting me? Shi Zhenhu? Or people from heavy buildings? All

kinds of speculations flashed in Mo Xuan's mind, and he also guessed whether it would be Yuelong.

But for this woman, who had only seen two sides, Mo Xuan felt that the other party would only focus on him unless there was something wrong with his brain.

"It seems that you have to be a little more careful!" Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart.

At this time, the auction continued.

On weekdays, these murderous martial artists are very peaceful in this auction, without drawing swords at each other, or even verbal disputes.

If it weren't for the strange lots, this auction would be no different from those regular auctions outside.

"The next lot, the female corpse in an ice coffin, is suspected to be the head of the Extreme Cold Palace three hundred years ago!"

The old man introduced the starting lot again.

"All the corpses are auctioned?" Mo Xuan was shocked.

What surprised Mo Xuan even more was that there were still people filming!

Moreover, there are several people bidding!

In addition to the female corpse, there are also giant slaves who are claimed to be able to poison innate poisonous insects and are captured from the wild land.

Looking at the seven or eight lots, Mo Xuan found that almost no one questioned the authenticity of the heavy building lots.

Heavy building seems to have a good reputation in this regard.

Of course, it is also possible that no one dares to question it.

After all kinds of strange things, Mo Xuan finally waited for the exercise auction!

"Before you came, you must have heard that there is a book of innate exercises, or internal skills, and it will be auctioned."

As soon as the old man's words came out, many people in the venue showed eager expressions.

Innate!

Countless warriors have paid countless fortunes and exhausted their entire lives to pursue the realm!

"Then I won't sell it either, this auction is indeed a congenital skill!"

After speaking, the old man gestured to the side.

Several men in heavy armor came out of the backstage.

"Heavy armor?" Looking at the hideous armor on the few people on the stage, Mo Xuan was a little surprised.

What kind of backstage is there in this ghost market, in the presence of so many people, openly let his subordinates wear heavy armor.

To participate in the ghost market, only a ghostface token is required, and the ghost market does not verify the identity of the participant.

Even people with six doors can participate in the auction as long as they have tokens.

"This exercise, called "Blood Dragon Ascension Gong", when cultivating, it needs the blood of a full-term baby supplemented by the blood of the family, to be accomplished."

Hearing "blood of the family", many warriors had a somewhat ugly expression.

"Haha, you don't have to worry, the blood of the real family, to obtain, I am afraid that it is more difficult than becoming a congenital."

The old man spoke, his voice overshadowing everyone's discussion.

"According to the landlord's attempt, as long as it has the bloodline of the family, whether the bloodline is thin or not, it is okay."

Hearing this, many people in the venue relaxed their hearts.

The real family can't be messed with, but people with the blood of the family, at least these side branches, can be found.

Seeing the expressions of the other martial artists around him, Mo Xuan felt a little strange.

"Don't they pay attention to the cultivation condition of infant blood?"

Mo Xuan felt more and more that the martial arts of this world gradually deviated from the martial arts in his impression.

"The starting price of this time is 500,000 taels, and each time the price is increased, it is not less than 100,000 taels!"

The old man did not have the appetite of the crowd and directly announced the price.

"Eight hundred thousand taels!" In the rooftop box, a thick voice came out.

"Shi Zhenhu!" Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart.

No wonder a famous murderer like Shi Zhenhu would come to rob a rich family in a county.

It turned out to raise money for the auction!

"Eight hundred and fifty thousand taels!"

In the box not far from Shi Zhenhu, a gentle and soft female voice sounded.

This voice, Mo Xuan is naturally no stranger.

"Yuelong is not afraid of Shi Zhenhu's retaliation?" Mo Xuan suddenly thought.

"A million!"

Another voice sounded in the rooftop box.

Another person who is not afraid of Shi Zhenhu has quoted.

Sitting below, Mo Xuan listened to the people in the rooftop box keep making offers, and occasionally there were people sitting under the venue making offers.

The price of the auction soared, and Shi Zhenhu's voice was already full of anger.

......

"Three million taels!!"

In the end, Shi Zhenhu almost roared and quoted the price.

After this price came out, the venue was quiet for a moment.

But, immediately, the voice of the offer sounded again.

Mo Xuan noticed that the people who were still bidding were the people who started bidding.

"This exercise, to be able to cultivate to innate, needs to use the blood of the family... Sure enough, innately you still need a bloodline..." Mo

Xuan recalled Hua Sheng's words in his heart.

"If you only practice this exercise, you don't have the bloodline of the family and the royal family, can you become innate?"

Mo Xuan couldn't help but think.

At this time, the price of the exercises had climbed to five million taels!

The bidding continued, and in the end, Shi Zhenhu directly offered seven million taels!

"Shi Dangjia is really arrogant!" In the center of the venue, the old man laughed loudly, and his beard trembled.

The old man waved his hand, and the secret book of the exercises was wrapped and sent into the box.

"There are still ten lots, so don't hesitate if you meet them."

The old man said with a red face, the price of "Blood Dragon Ascension Gong" made him very satisfied.

The next lot is much less colored than that "Blood Dragon Ascension Gong".

Armour, weapons, healing elixirs, and a few pieces of exotic iron.

"It doesn't seem like I want it this time."

Seeing that the auction had come to an end, Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart.

"This lot is the second book of internal strength secrets in this auction, of course, it cannot be cultivated to innate, but this is a health preservation internal skill."

After the old man on the stage finished speaking, many people in the venue were a little moved.

Health prolongation, who doesn't want to?

"The Turtle Breath Recipe, according to legend, was created by imitating the breath of the North Sea Xuan Tortoise, cultivating to the fullest, and holding your breath in the water for several hours in one breath..."

The old man continued to introduce, which was nothing more than some words such as strengthening the body and washing the internal organs.

In the venue, many people saw that it was the Turtle Breath Gong, and suddenly lost interest.

"What's the use of this internal skill? Indented into the shell like that turtle?

"The Turtle Breath Gong is very weak for the growth of internal strength, and it takes a lot of time..."

"With this skill, it is better to practice one more fist and foot!"

......

Around, many people talked about it, and in their words, they were mostly disdainful of this "Turtle Breath Recipe".

Mo Xuan listened carefully for a while and roughly understood.

The cultivation of the Turtle Breath Gong is extremely time-consuming, but the increase in internal strength is very small, but it is indeed possible to hold your breath for several hours with just one breath.

For these martial artists who lick blood at the knife edge, this turtle breath skill can be described as a chicken rib in the ribs of a chicken.

"It feels quite suitable for me..."

said Mo Xuan secretly in his heart.

Isn't the longevity of turtles to reduce the body's metabolic level to achieve the effect of prolonging life?

Can you do the same yourself?

"The starting price of "Turtle Breath Recipe" is 3,000 taels, and each price increase must not be less than 100 taels."

The old man did not bother to say much and directly announced the auction.

"Three thousand taels? Compared with "Blood Burning Gong", it is much less cost-effective.

Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart, but still called for the price, "Three thousand one hundred taels."

"Three thousand five hundred taels!"

The next moment, an old voice sounded, and Mo Xuan turned his head to see that it was an old man without a mask.

The old man had gray hair and looked extremely scruffy.

"Not masked, it should be transfiguration." Mo Xuan analyzed in his heart.

"Three thousand six hundred taels." Mo Xuan offered again, he still had 20,000 taels on him, which was nothing.

"Four thousand taels!" The old man asked for the price again.

In the middle, there were also other people in the venue who asked for prices, but every time the old man directly increased the price by several hundred taels.

In the end, only Mo Xuan was still asking for the price.

"Eight thousand taels." Mo Xuan frowned and shouted.

He didn't expect that such a chicken technique as "Turtle Breath Technique" would be robbed by someone with him, and he was still a bad old man!

"Ten thousand taels!" The old man's voice was full of anger, and he turned his head and stared at Mo Xuan with a pair of eyes.

Seeing this, Mo Xuan felt that there was no need to compete with a bad old man, so he gave up.

In the end, the old man filmed "Turtle Breath".

The next few lots were quickly auctioned and the auction ended.

"Huh?" Mo Xuan suddenly found that the people on the top box, Shi Zhenhu, Yuelong, and the people from the Holy Lotus Sect, were gone.

"When did you leave?"

Mo Xuan felt that he still underestimated the strength of these people.

Walking out of the heavy building, the ghost mayor street outside is still lively.

Mo Xuan walked towards the exit while strolling around the stalls.

However, after walking out for a while, Mo Xuan realized that he was being followed!

Taking the opportunity to check the booth, Mo Xuan saw the people following him.

It turned out to be a bad old man who bid with him for "Turtle Breath"!

"Remember that you hated me, so you came to me for revenge?" Mo Xuan frowned.

Hiding in the crowd, Mo Xuan quickly ran towards the exit of the ghost market.

Before determining the strength of the other party and whether the other party had accomplices, Mo Xuan had no intention of making a move.

After rushing out of the ghost market, Mo Xuan subconsciously touched his pocket.

It contained filled lime, paprika, and steel needles soaked in sewage.

If it wasn't for the hurry to move from the city to Qingshan Guan, Mo Xuan would have planned to quench the steel needle with poison.

"Better not force me!"

Mo Xuan looked behind him while running.

The gray-haired old man seemed to see that Mo Xuan was only one person, and he no longer hid his figure, ran with all his strength, and quickly approached Mo Xuan.