I can upgrade my body

Rare calligraphy, paintings, and precious antiques are constantly displayed on the high platform, and they are also auctioned at good prices one after another.

The atmosphere of the live auction finally reached its peak.

But Qin Mo kept his eyes closed the whole time, not even in the mood to take a look.

"Master Qin, could it be that you haven't met any treasure you like?" Pei Lian also took several pictures of calligraphy and paintings, and asked curiously when he saw Qin Mo like this.

"No, it's mainly because I'm too poor and can't afford to take pictures." Qin Mo opened his eyes.

A calligraphy and painting cost hundreds of taels, or even thousands of taels, so he didn't bother to waste the money.

Wouldn’t it be nice to use this money to buy various vitality medicines?

"Master Qin is joking. You are now the overlord of the West City. If you were poor, wouldn't I be worse than a beggar?" Pei Lian covered his mouth and smiled.

"How long have you been the master of this sect? You don't have much money." Qin Mo shook his head.

At this time, the middle-aged man on the high platform picked up an ancient book and said loudly: "The next auction is a body protection technique, but it is somewhat incomplete and can only be practiced to the realm of divine power."

"The name of this skill is "Dragon Binding Stake". Now it is impossible to trace who created this skill. However, this body protection skill is extremely domineering and fierce. If you are not careful in practicing it, it will even damage your body. Be careful in practicing!"

As soon as they heard that it was a martial arts secret book, there was an uproar immediately.

In these troubled times, what is most important?

wealth?

No.

Without sufficient strength, a large amount of wealth will only bring disaster.

This martial arts secret book is also a rare body protection technique. Although it is somewhat incomplete, it can only be practiced to the realm of divine power.

But in a small city like Yunwu City, divine power realm warriors are enough, and the emergence of any external power master is simply unrealistic.

"Originally I wanted to find a martial arts secret book for my son, but now I just want to take a photo of it for him!" A wealthy businessman laughed.

"You are the only one who has a son? I have ten more sons!"

"I am bound to get this martial arts secret book, no one can steal it from me!"

"Humph, then it depends on who has more money!"

"Okay! Let me see how much money you can have!"

Before the auction even started, there were quarrels at the scene.

The main purpose of this dragon-binding pile is to protect the body. This kind of skill is extremely rare and does not have any moves. It is simply born to temper the body.

Generally, warriors who practice body protection techniques have stronger Qi and blood than ordinary warriors, and can more easily break through the twelve main meridians.

Of course, there are risks.

The middle-aged man said that practicing this technique is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will damage your body and even lose your foundation.

Even Qin Mo stared at the secret book with a serious look on his face.

This dragon-binding stake fits his current situation just right. It can reduce the time for accumulating energy and blood, and maybe it can also temper his body to become stronger.

The middle-aged man on the stage said loudly at this time: "Then, the starting price of the dragon binding pile secret book is three thousand taels of silver!"

"Five thousand taels!!!" A wealthy businessman raised his hand and said.

As a result, before the wealthy businessman put down his hand, someone offered a higher price than him.

"Seven thousand taels!"

"Eight thousand taels!"

"Nine thousand taels of silver!!!"

"Ten thousand taels!" An old man with a stern face and gray temples, about fifty or sixty years old, said calmly.

Seeing the old man speak out, he didn't even raise the price for a while.

"Who is this person?" Qin Mo asked Pei Lian next to him with some curiosity.

"This is the head of the Qian family, Qian Tong. He runs all the banks in Yunwu City and several nearby cities." Pei Lian knew all about the major forces in Yunwu City.

"With so much money, no wonder no one can compete with him." Qin Mo muttered.

At this time, a lean man raised his hand and said: "Fifteen thousand taels!"

"This is the head of the Li family. His family owns the food business in Yunwu City." Before Qin Mo could ask, Pei Lian introduced him.

"These rich people can add five thousand taels of silver at once. If they continue to add like this, I won't be able to afford it." Qin Mo shook his head and raised his hand.

"Sixteen thousand taels!"

Upon hearing this figure, Qian Tong was about to increase the price directly, but someone beside him whispered something in his ear.

Qian Tong thought for a moment, glanced at Qin Mo on the edge, shook his head slightly, and did not raise his hand to increase the price.

Not only Qian Tong, but also the head of the Li family chose to give up.

Because they all knew that the person who made the bid was none other than Qin Mo, the current overlord of the West City who was in the limelight.

Now he wants to bid for this dragon-binding stake, and Qian Tong and others don't want to lose his face.

People from several major families in Nancheng have chosen to remain silent. Others are not fools. There is no need to offend the sect leader. No one will choose to increase the price again.

However, Yu Mingliu planned to increase the price, which made Qin Mo feel disgusted, but was held down by Chen Yang on the side.

"There's no need to mess with this guy now, he's not far from death anyway." Chen Yang said lightly.

"I understand." Yu Mingliu nodded.

The middle-aged man also quickly announced that the "Dragon Binding Stake" had been photographed by Qin Mo.

"Congratulations, Master Qin!" Pei Lian said with a smile.

"Everyone is giving face." Qin Mo smiled.

With the financial resources he has accumulated now, not to mention the big families in Nancheng, even Pei Lian is probably richer than him.

At this time, an attendant came over and took Qin Mo to a room.

"Master Qin, this is the dragon-binding stake you took." Fan Wen handed a martial arts secret book to Qin Mo.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Qin Mo also said directly: "Fan Wen, I didn't bring any money today. I'll ask someone to bring it to you tomorrow."

When he came here today, he didn't originally plan to take pictures of anything, and indeed he didn't bring any money.

"The head of the family said that this secret book can be regarded as a meeting gift from our Fan family to the head of the Qin family." Fan Wen said with a smile.

"That's not okay. If you open the door to do business, I can't ask you for nothing." Qin Mo refused directly.

He can still afford these sixteen thousand taels of silver now, and there is no need to owe the Fan family such a favor.

"Okay." Fan Wen felt a little regretful.

Qin Mo took the dragon-binding stake secret book and left Nanwu Tower without even saying a word to Pei Lian.

Return to Ye Mansion's room.

Qin Mo studied the dragon-binding stake carefully.

It wasn't until Qin Mo read the dragon-binding stake that he realized that this body-protecting technique was definitely not simple!

"This dragon-binding stake should be missing most of the content behind it. I'm afraid it's not just as simple as cultivating external strength."

Qin Mo looked at the content recorded in the dragon binding pile secret book in horror.

These ordinary techniques, such as the Green Python Fist and Giant Ax Kick Technique that he practiced, basically use Qi and blood to increase physical strength.

But this dragon-binding pile is completely different. It uses an extremely extreme method to stimulate the potential of cultivators.

"This kind of cultivation method, if one is not careful, it is really easy to die or become disabled."

Qin Mo sighed with emotion.

Of course, the greater the risk, the greater the benefit.

This method can indeed improve physical strength and make Qi and blood more vigorous.