Mortal Cultivation Begins With Obtaining The Memory Of The Great Emperor

As soon as Hong Mei finished speaking, a group of people started bidding frantically.

"One million and two hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

"One and a half million low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Two million low-grade spiritual stones!"

"..."

Mo Han was not in a hurry to bid.

The value of the Shou Yuan Dan is extraordinary, and no one would despise their life span being too long.

The more intense the bidding becomes, the more people will be unable to hold back.

Sure enough, when the price was called three million low-grade spiritual stones, a loud and coercive voice resounded throughout the audience.

"I offer four million spiritual stones!"

"I am the elder of the outer sect of Linxian Sect. I hope you will give me some face!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent instantly.

Mo Han looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person speaking was the weird old Golden Elixir who threatened to accept anyone as his disciple if he took a photo of Jinghong Sword and gave it to him.

Mo Han shook his head secretly.

This person is asking for trouble!

Although he doesn't know the background of Shanglin Xianmen.

But Tianbao Chamber of Commerce is one of the top forces in Daxia, how can we allow people from Shanglin Xianmen to run wild on their own territory?

Sure enough, a disdainful snort came from a corner of the auction.

"Shanglinxianmen is so majestic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chen released a powerful pressure and instantly locked the luxury box where the elder of Shanglin Xianmen was!

"ah!!"

A scream resounded throughout the audience, and the miserable scream made everyone present shudder.

Zhang Chen said: "Everyone, when you come to Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, please abide by the rules of this chamber of commerce."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Next time, shoot to death!"

Zhang Chen didn't deliberately release the pressure, but everyone still felt an invisible sense of oppression!

Mo Han glanced at the box where the elder of Shanglin Xianmen was sitting and shook his head secretly.

It's a pity that his cultivation has not reached the golden elixir stage, otherwise he would be able to use his spiritual consciousness to check the situation inside.

Seeing that the whole place fell into silence, Hong Mei quickly said: "Everyone, is there anyone willing to increase the price for four million spirit stones per time?"

Hong Mei's voice fell, and the scene was silent for a full five minutes, but still no one bid.

Seeing this, Hong Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, and she also knew why.

Although Zhang Chen had already taken action to teach Wang Meng, the elder of Shanglin Xianmen, most of the people attending the auction today were people from Liuyun City or other casual cultivators.

The power of these people is far less than one ten thousandth of that of Shanglin Xianmen!

Hong Mei knew very well that these people were not worried about the retaliation from Shanglin Xianmen because they did not have spiritual stones and continued to increase prices.

Hongmei also felt helpless about this.

Unless Zhang Chen can destroy Shanglin Xianmen, judging from the current situation, these people may not dare to raise the price again.

Seeing this scene, Wang Meng sneered.

What if Zhang Chen takes action and teaches him a lesson?

Although the foundation of Shanglin Xianmen is not as good as Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, it is not far behind. It is not someone that can be provoked by cats and dogs!

Zhang Chen's consciousness was always locked on the box where Wang Meng was. Seeing Wang Meng's expression that he wanted to be beaten, a trace of anger filled his eyes.

He secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known earlier, he should have struck harder just now, so that this guy would completely lose his memory. Now that Wang Meng has not continued to violate the rules of Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, it is difficult for him to take action again.

Wang Meng sneered: "Miss Hongmei, why don't you continue? Is your body weak?"

After hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the box where Wang Meng was.

It seemed that Wang Meng was planning to confront Zhang Chen.

So fierce!

But if you think about it carefully, Wang Meng may actually have the confidence.

Shanglin Xianmen is one of the giants in the southern region of Daxia!

The strength of the various Tianbao Chamber of Commerce branches in the southern region of Daxia alone cannot fight against it.

Unless the Su family of Wushuang City in Daxia personally dispatches a large number of strong men, they may have a chance to make Shanglin Xianmen bow their heads.

But the Su family did not dare to dispatch a large number of strong men easily, as it would be troublesome if someone took advantage of them.

Facing Wang Meng's teasing, Hongmei dared not speak out in anger.

But unfortunately, she couldn't drag it out forever, otherwise if this matter spread, it would only damage the reputation of Tianbao Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, Hong Mei could only reluctantly continue shouting: "Four million low-grade spiritual stones..."

Before she finished speaking, a hoarse voice sounded again.

"Five million low-grade spiritual stones."

This familiar voice made Zhang Chen and Hong Mei smile instantly.

Everyone turned their attention to the familiar box.

Who is this mysterious young man?

Zixuan was also very shocked. She didn't expect that Mo Han still had so much money!

Wang Meng frowned, he was about to say something.

But at this time, he felt an invisible pressure locking him.

He was sure that if he dared to rely on his status to oppress others, he would definitely die here!

In desperation, Wang Meng could only continue to bid: "Five, two million, low-grade spiritual stones."

Mo Han's voice followed: "Six million low-grade spiritual stones."

hiss!

Shocked expressions appeared on everyone's faces again. Is this person really not afraid of offending Shanglin Xianmen?

Wang Meng's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he secretly wondered, who is this person's background?

Not only is he rich and powerful, but he also dares to go against him. Aren't you afraid of the revenge of Lin Xianmen?

No matter what the identity of the other party is, he is bound to get these two second-grade longevity pills.

Just now, he had used the communication talisman to inform the Sect Master of Shanglin Xianmen about the situation here.

The other party told him that he must take these two second-grade longevity pills no matter what, without worrying about any consequences!

Even if they offend other giants, they will not hesitate!

"Your appetite is too big. I just took the Jinghong Sword. Aren't you still satisfied?"

Wang Meng looked at the box where Mo Han was sitting with gloomy eyes. He didn't have enough spiritual stones anymore.

Mo Han naturally heard the threat in the other party's tone, but he didn't care. The other party was just an old guy at the Golden Core stage.

"The items auctioned by Tianbao Chamber of Commerce always go to the one with the highest price."

"If you can't afford it, old man, just get out of here!"

Mo Han also said unceremoniously.

What about Shanglin Xianmen? He doesn't care.

Anyway, he was wearing a mask, so even if he was exposed to the other party's sight, the other party would not know who he was.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.

As expected of a holder of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce Gold Card!

Now, he was even more sure that Mo Han was an old monster with perfect golden elixir.

Moreover, Mo Han should still be a person with status and status!

Otherwise, how would Mo Han dare to follow the elders of Linxian Sect and be so arrogant?

Seeing that Mo Han didn't care about his threat, Wang Meng could only give up.

Upon seeing this, Hongmei did not continue to ask everyone if they wanted to continue to increase the price.

Since Mo Han dared to confront the elders of Linxian Sect, others were afraid of Wang Meng and naturally did not dare to offend Mo Han.

Hongmei knocked the hammer in her hand and said, "Six million low-grade spiritual stones once."

"Six million low-grade spiritual stones twice."

"Six million low-grade spiritual stones three times."

"make a deal!"

As Hong Mei's voice fell, Zhang Chen added:

"This auction ends here, you can leave."

After hearing this, everyone left with good sense.

Zhang Chen didn't want them to stay any longer, obviously because he wanted to protect Mo Han's identity.

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