Plane System of the Heavens

Chapter 34
The red eyes were breathing rapidly, waiting for the ordinary scroll.

Different fire?This is a strange fire!
You don't need to know the level of fighting skills, but you must know the treasures on the mainland!
There are only those twenty odd flames in the world, and a few of them have been taken by the big forces, and there are only a few of them that are unknown!
Most people on the mainland are not qualified to see the strange fire, but now, the address of the different fire is being auctioned, how can they not let them lose their composure.

Looking at the fiery eyes, the auctioneer said with a smile: "This strange fire is the No. 19 Qinglian Earth Heart Fire. It is said that this fire was born deep in the earth and has been tempered, fused, and compressed countless times by the fire of the earth. , Carved... Ten years to become a spirit, a hundred years to form, a thousand years to become a lotus, when it is fully formed, its color is blue, and a cluster of green fire is born in the lotus heart, which is called Qinglianhuo, also known as Qinglian's heart fire."

"Qinglian's heart is on fire, so my Fenjue can go a step further."

A man in fancy dress in the VIP room greedily looked at the scroll on the stage, and then whispered a few words to the people behind him.

"I believe that everyone knows the value of different fires, right? The shooting starts now."

The white-haired old man said loudly, the auction hammer hit the table heavily, although some factions really wanted to get the scroll, they just watched other factions compete with self-knowledge.

"It's so different, I, Han Feng, will make a start. I'll bid 1000 million."

The sound spread throughout the auction house, causing rapid breathing sounds from the scene.

That's 1000 million!
And just start?

How much is the different fire worth?

The big powers looked at the voice from the VIP room solemnly, offending a power similar to themselves should not offend a high-level alchemist, this is the consensus on the mainland.

Finally, greed still took hold of his heart, and the middle-aged man in the gray robe chuckled and said, "With this strange fire, a high-level alchemist can be quickly cultivated for the power. I think everyone understands this kind of business."

The middle-aged man in the gray robe had good intentions, and he clearly wanted the various forces to compete for the different flames regardless of Han Feng's face.

In the VIP room, Han Feng looked at the gray-robed middle-aged man gloomyly, his eyes were red, and he said in a deep voice, "Very good, very good, we will never die in the Black Skull Tomb."

Then his face changed, and a hypocritical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Everyone gave me Han Feng a face today, and I will come to the door to thank you someday."

People from other forces were also gloomy and uncertain, and they finally agreed with the words of the gray-robed middle-aged man from the bottom of their hearts.

There is a senior pharmacist in one's own power, why go to ask others, such thoughts have occupied the hearts of big powers.

The representative of another faction stood up with a smile and said, "Since Mr. Han is so generous, I can't let him down. I offer 100 million yuan."

As soon as the words fell, other forces quoted their bids one after another, and after a while, it reached 2000 million.

Han Feng looked at the forces that begged for himself with murderous intent, and he was even more greedy for Qinglian's heart fire, thinking: "When I recover the strange fire, my strength will definitely reach Douzong, and then I will deal with you one by one."

With a sullen face and gritted teeth, Han Feng looked at his Na Jie with an uncertain expression, and finally said: "If all the forces can give up this competition for different fires, how about Han Feng sending you a fifth-grade elixir?"

"Fifth grade elixir..."

There was a gasp again at the scene, although the strange fire must be more valuable than the fifth-grade elixir, but even if the auction comes, what if the strange fire is not found?And it may not be possible to be photographed by yourself.

The major forces suppressed the shock in their hearts, and hesitated one after another, whether to give up the fight for the different fire?

At this time, one person stood up and said loudly: "Since Mr. Han is so careless, on behalf of my power, I am no longer fighting for the different flames. Does Mr. Han keep his word?"

Ye Ning watched coldly, obviously this person must be an actor invited by Han Feng.

Ye Ning's eyes flashed, and an exquisite jade bottle flew towards the man from the VIP room. The man caught it like a treasure, opened it in front of everyone, sniffed it with his nose and said with a smile: "The fifth-grade elixir, since Han Young master is so generous, let's go."

People have always been like this, having tasted the sweetness of having No.1, they stood up one after another to express that they would no longer compete for the strange fire.

Each faction received a elixir from Han Feng, and seeing the factions that had almost gone on the field, Han Feng no longer felt pain.

"Young master Han has a good plan..."

The gray-robed middle-aged man from the Black Skull Tomb looked at the VIP room where Han Feng was, and said sarcastically, "Use the fifth-grade elixir to reduce the number of opponents..."

"Hehe, the senior from the Black Skull Tomb is just joking, the strange fire is very precious to a pharmacist."

Han Feng said with a half-smile that he hated the Black Skull Tomb in his heart, and it was this person who provoked the incident.

"Hehe, I'm going to fight for the Black Skull Tomb, and the fifth-grade elixir won't impress me." The gray-robed middle-aged man laughed.

"If that's the case, then let's see if you are rich in the Black Skull Tomb or I, Han Feng, are rich."

Han Feng said in a calm voice, money is not important to a pharmacist at all, but money is necessary to a power.

"I offer 2000 million, I wonder if the Black Skull Tomb can follow?"

"2000 million is still available for my Black Skull Tomb, 500 million."

The gray-robed man's hands trembled slightly, and he said calmly.

Seeing this, Ye Ning was very happy in his heart, let's fight, it's best to meet each other with swords, so Ye Ning felt very bored seeing the quotations from you to me.

Half an hour later, the scroll was finally taken away by Han Feng with more than 3000 million yuan.

Not long after, the man with a beer belly opened the door and came in, flatteringly said: "My lord, here are your more than 800 million gold coins, and the other gold coins follow the rules of the auction..."

Ye Ning took the Zijin card, and at this moment he just wanted to say: "Black, really fucking black..."

So much of my hard-earned money was taken away by the auction at once. I took a deep look at the beer belly man, pushed the door and walked out.

Walking out of the auction site slowly, Ye Ning stood at the door, looking at the Black Seal City auction site, thinking: "Sooner or later it will be mine..."

At this time, in the treasure appraisal room, a black-robed man said to the treasure appraisal old man: "Do you see his identity?"

Recalling the faint voice, the old man Jianbao stood up and said respectfully: "Master, it is best not to follow this person."

"Oh? What?" the man in black robe said lightly.

"With the strength of the old slave fighting the king, he can't see the identity of the leader, and the person behind him is even more terrifying. The old slave didn't feel his existence."

The old man Jianbao had some fear in his eyes, and said deeply: "This person must fight against the emperor, maybe even higher."

"In this case, don't send anyone to follow me, so as not to cause any trouble for my eight doors."

The black-robed man thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I still have to go to Han Feng's side to exchange the different fire map. That thing is too expensive. If he is not a pharmacist, hmph, what is the thing auctioned here? There is a reason to take it out."

The man in black curled his lips and sneered unwillingly.

In the most luxurious hotel in Heiyin City, Ye Ning sipped tea carefully, making creaking noises from time to time.

Venerable Tianhuo obviously didn't have that much patience: "What should I do?"

"Han Feng put it aside in advance, the beast fire must be obtained, and the fighting skills photographed in the Black Skull Tomb must also be obtained, first go find the trouble in the Black Skull Tomb, and then find the person who left your soul imprint .”

Ye Ning put down the cup, thought about it and said, "Can you feel the soul imprint?"

Venerable Tianhuo nodded, Ye Ning stood up, and said with a sinister smile: "It's not bad to make trouble for Han Feng at this time, ha ha..."

In the dense jungle, two black shadows suddenly flew over a tall tree, looking through the gaps in the branches, looking at a big tree hundreds of meters away.

There, more than a dozen figures are taking a temporary rest.

(End of this chapter)