The man didn't say a word, and didn't seem to hear the words of the person next to him.
And Han Yu, needless to say, knows that people who go to the Void Mountain to kill the Void Beast are definitely not ordinary. Only those who fancy the medicinal properties of colorful magnolias can take such a big risk to find the Void Beast. The biggest medicinal property of the colorful magnolia is naturally to make yin and yang liquid. Presumably those six people are all people who have cultivated the power of the soul and want to embark on the path of Qi Tianshi.
Because only in the eyes of such people, the colorful magnolia is worth such an adventure.
Han Yu now finally understands why Mr. Huo asked him to come even knowing that there were colorful magnolias here. It seemed that Mr. Huo couldn't deal with the Void Beast.
Although Han Yu is definitely not the opponent of the Void Beast now, but if you don't try it, how will you know. After all, colorful magnolia is a rare medicinal material, and it is not easy to find it again. Han Yu can wait, but Xiaojiao can't wait.
Suddenly, there was a shouting sound not far away, which instantly caused agitation in the hall.
The first is because this person is not masked, so he shows the face of the deity generously; the second is that the price of the things this person sells is ridiculously high.
"A bottle of the blood essence of the fifth-order spirit beast, the Void Beast, is sold at a low price, and it is sold for vomiting blood. It only needs 10,000 low-grade spirit beads!"
Han Yu was overjoyed when he heard the previous words, and his face turned gloomy immediately after hearing it. Is this still called a cheap sale? This is simply robbery. You don't need to think about it, this person saw the idea of a lot of people playing colorful magnolias, and deliberately went to get the blood of the fifth-order spiritual beast, the Void Beast, and wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price.
Most of the people in the hall knew about the colorful magnolias recently, so they all crowded around curiously. To Han Yu's surprise, the owner of the colorful magnolias was indifferent.
Han Yu squeezed to the front, only to see a small old man with a short stature and a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, who was selling the bottle of blood essence from his booth. Looking at him, it was a loss to sell this bottle of blood essence for 10,000 low-grade spirit beads.
"The market price of a seventh-grade spirit medicine is only 200 low-grade spirit beads, and he will sell 10,000 low-grade spirit beads for this bottle of blood. Unless there is a problem with his brain, who will buy his blood in exchange for a seventh-grade spirit bead? Spirit medicine!"
"Hey, maybe there really exists that kind of stupid people with money."
At this moment, a man with a bucket hat walked to the booth, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, I want your bottle of blood essence."
Han Yu was slightly startled. He had been hesitating whether to break the bank and buy this bottle of blood essence. After all, asking him to find the fifth-order spiritual beast, the Void Beast, was not at all sure.
A series of low-grade spirit beads rushed out of the bucket hat man's Qiankun bag, piled up on the old man's booth, and then grabbed the medicine bottle on the booth.
"Five hundred low-grade spirit beads just want to buy my blood essence, are you dreaming?" The old man sneered and pressed the man in the hat.
"Fellow Daoist, 500 pieces are already quite a lot, and I'm afraid you won't be able to swallow any more!" The man in the hat made a naked threat, and at the same time, the powerful aura of the sixth level of Lingwu was released, and many people around were shocked.
"Old man, I have been in business all my life, and no one has ever dared to threaten me, you are the first!" Open, blood dripping.
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped and destroyed a sixth-level Lingwu arm. How terrible is this old man? However, on the old man's body, he could not feel the slightest fluctuation of aura. Han Yu used the power of his soul to sense, but he didn't sense the old man's breath.
The old man's body was like a bottomless pit, bottomless.
"Senior, spare your life!" Although the Dou Li man lost his right hand, he didn't dare to get angry at all, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.
"Today, the old man is happy, spare your life, get out!" The old man said indifferently, and he did not care about the fact that he destroyed a master of the sixth level of Lingwu with one move.
The man in the bucket hat fled, and he didn't even want the five hundred low-grade spirit beads, so the old man naturally put it away unceremoniously. The eyes of the rest of the people looking at the old man also changed.
However, the old man began to sell his blood essence again, almost like a market hawker, without the demeanor that a master should have, but now no one dared to underestimate him.
Han Yu gritted his teeth, walked over and said, "Senior, I want this bottle of blood essence."
Han Yu thought about it, and the low-grade spirit beads fell on the booth with a crackle, and it quickly turned into a large pile, exactly ten thousand low-grade spirit beads.
"Senior, I would like to give 11,000 to buy this bottle of blood essence."
A man shrouded in a white robe squeezed out of the crowd, and with a thought, the low-grade spirit beads also landed on the booth with a crackle, and soon there were more than Han Yu's pile, just 11,000.
"I'll come first." Han Yu frowned. Since he had already taken out ten thousand, he didn't care about taking an extra thousand, but it was against the rules.
"Whatever comes first, I will come first, and the one with the higher price will get it." The man in white robe looked at Han Yu with disdain, and then said, "Besides, it's the senior who has the final say."
Han Yu and Bai Pao Ren looked at the old man for the first time, but the old man took away the spirit beads of both of them and said treacherously, "The two of you have a fight, and whoever wins will belong to whoever wins."
Han Yu and Bai Pao Ren's expressions changed slightly, doesn't that mean that the loser will not only get the bottle of blood essence, but also lose the Spirit Orb? However, the white-robed man was very confident in himself. With a shock, the powerful aura of the 9th layer of Xuanwu erupted, and he deliberately used his "potential" to crush Han Yu.
He said arrogantly: "I have already seen it, you are only a mere seventh-level Xuanwu cultivation base. If you don't want to lose face, give up yourself, otherwise you won't get anything, and you will lose your spirit beads and lose face."
Han Yu's body was shocked, and the aura of the seventh layer of Xuanwu emanated, but his "potential" was even stronger than that of the white-robed man, and the white-robed man's face became extremely pale in an instant, and it took seven steps to step back. Stop your body.
"How is that possible? You are clearly two levels lower than mine, so why is your power stronger than mine?" the white-robed man asked incredulously.
"If you don't want to lose face, give up yourself, otherwise you won't get anything, and you will lose your spirit beads and lose face!" Han Yu didn't answer his question, but returned his previous words.
Not to mention the white-robed man, the people present were stunned. Every level of the Xuanwu realm had a big gap, and it was almost impossible to cross. It was incredible that Han Yu could surpass the two levels to suppress the white-robed man. Even the eyes of the old man could not help but flash an inexplicable color.
"Hahaha, a joke, don't think that your 'potency' is a little strong, I'm afraid of you, hard power is the key to the outcome, look at the move!" The white-robed man punched, and the shot was a third-order martial skill . It can be seen that the blue light on his fist is flowing, and it is quickly covered with a layer of vitality, and the fist becomes three or four times as large as usual. The power of this punch is absolutely unimaginable.