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There are many very tempting items at auction.

But it's a pity that Ye Buyen couldn't pick up anything useful from the more than a thousand spiritual stones in his hand.

After the auction, Zhu Mingwu's ancestor Zhu Wu came over immediately.

"Little friend, I haven't seen you for a while, but your style is still the same." Zhu Wu said respectfully to Ye Buwen.

"Senior Zhu, please don't laugh at me. I don't have any charm." Ye Buwen acted very politely, completely different from the way he looked at the auction.

One is wild and unrestrained, while the other is humble and polite. He looks like a real nobleman.

Zhu Wu chuckled and said: "A person who can be admired by real people is the most dazzling person in my eyes. What's more, at the auction, I made a Xuansha Sect foundation-building monk lose control of his expression in just a few words. How dare you offend me like this? I admire him very much for being a foundation-building monk from a large sect.”

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"By the way, the real person asked me to find a bottle of Yuan-Zeng Dan to give to you."

"Little friend, come with me."

Zhu Wu took Ye Buwen to the shop of Xingchen Auction.

The shopkeeper took out a bottle of Zengyuan Pill from the warehouse according to the instructions of Master Xingxiu.

Ye Buwen opened the jade bottle, and three elixirs as clear as jade lay at the bottom of the bottle.

Zhu Wu looked at the pill bottle and explained aloud:

"The later you take this Yuan-increasing Pill, the better the effect. It contains a lot of spiritual energy, which can force the Qi-refining monk to break through a realm."

"However, using this elixir to break through the realm will cause the spiritual energy to become chaotic, making it easier to become possessed. You need to concentrate on retreating for a period of time to sort out your spiritual energy."

"Use this method to break through. Refining Qi up to three times. It is best to wait for more than a few years between each time. If it is too many, it will easily hinder the foundation building."

"Thanks for the reminder."

"Senior Zhu, if you see Master Xingxiu, please thank Master Xingxiu for me."

"No problem." Zhu Wu then said with a wry smile, "But I may not be able to talk to a real person."

Ye Buwen also understood that when receiving gifts from others, the etiquette should at least be in place.

"I've got my things, I'll take you to check out."

The checkout is naturally for the auction.

The things Ye Buwen bought have not yet been delivered and paid for.

At the auction settlement area, a monk whispered to Zhu Wu.

"Elder, something went wrong. Someone didn't have enough money and skipped the bill."

Zhu Wu touched his head speechlessly.

It was the first time in so many years that he had presided over an auction to avoid paying the bill.

"Which one escaped?"

"Third-grade premium red lotus fire dragon talisman."

"That man didn't have enough spirit stones. He just said no and ran away. He is a foundation builder and we can't stop him."

When Zhu Wu heard this talisman, he immediately guessed who it was, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble.

For a great sect of foundation-building monks to do this kind of thing, it makes people both angry and laughing at the same time.

Xuanshamen's face was completely humiliated.

"Since I evaded the order, there is nothing I can do. Let's save it for the next auction."

Ye Buwen's ears were sharp and he heard their conversation.

As a participant in promoting this incident, he instantly understood who he was talking about.

However, it was difficult for a large-scale foundation-building monk to produce 10,000 spirit stones, which was beyond his expectation.

"Senior Zhu, can we discuss something?" Ye Buwen approached Zhu Wu and whispered.

"I just accidentally listened to your speech."

"I want to buy this red lotus fire dragon talisman that escapes the bill. But I don't have so many spiritual stones for the time being. Senior can do something about it."

Zhu Wu thought for a moment.

"It would be good if the second-highest bidder is willing to buy the item that has escaped the order. But if you don't have money, there is nothing you can do about it at the auction. Credit is not accepted here."

"If you really want to buy it, you can only borrow spiritual stones or sell your own items to make up for it."

"Borrow money."

Ye Buwen hesitated.

He is not a person who likes to borrow money. He hates the feeling of owing money and always does what he can.

But if I missed the third-grade high-quality talisman this time, I don’t know when it will be next time.

Especially being targeted by a brain-dead Ji Ji from the Xuansha Sect.

Zhu Wu saw Ye Buwen's hesitation and said, "If you are short of spirit stones, little friend, I have some financial resources and can lend them to you."

"Thank you very much."

Under Zhu Wu's operation, Ye Buwen bought this Red Lotus Fire Dragon Talisman for five thousand spiritual stones.

Owing the spiritual stone, Ye Buwen's insecurity soared.

Many ways to make a windfall can't help but come to mind.

The person who made money was naturally the foundation-building monk who was clamoring to close his shop and monitor him.

Return to the shop.

"Each of you should take one of these Yuan-Zeng Dans."

Ye Buwen took out the Zengyuan Pill given by Master Xingxiu and threw it to Zhou Yi.

"Really give it to us?" Lin Murong was surprised and happy.

"Really, there are three inside, just one for each person."

"It's useless if you eat too much of this stuff. There is still a time limit of two to three years."

"In two years, I can buy a hundred of these pills."

The two of them had no doubts about Ye Buwen's confidence.

As long as he runs this store well, with his strength, he can buy a hundred pills in two years, which is more than enough.

"Thank you, Master." Zhou Yi smiled happily.

"Go and refine it, seize the time to improve your strength and have more protection."

After letting the two of them do their own thing, Ye Buwen also prepared to refine the Yuan-Zeng Dan.

After his cultivation reaches the second level of Qi Refining, he can use the storage bag.

Then you won’t have to carry a lot of stuff to get in the way when you’re walking outside.

Ye Buwen came to the underground training room and swallowed the Zengyuan Pill.

In the restaurant next to the shop, Zeng Xuanyu drank heavily, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He used his spiritual sense to spy on Ye Buwen's situation and sensed that he had swallowed the Zengyuan Pill.

"I wanted to let you live a few more days, but since you can't wait to die, I will fulfill your wish."

Zeng Xuanyu used his spiritual sense to trigger the hidden hand he left on Ye Buwen, which could corrode people into blood.

"Boy, you can't be humiliated when you build your foundation. You will regret it when you become a ghost."

He was already imagining Ye Buwen being corroded to the point where only bones were left.

However, the more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. It was too easy for that kid to kill him so quickly.

He should be allowed to suffer before dying.

...

Ye Buwen used the Xuansha Qigong to refine the pill.

He had a happy look on his face.

The spiritual energy of this second-grade pill was indeed rich, and even he, a person without spiritual roots, could clearly sense the feeling of spiritual energy.

Suddenly, there was a sudden pain on the back of his left hand, and a dark and rich air suddenly emerged.

Ye Buwen frowned, opened his eyes and looked at the back of his hand.

At this time, the back of his hand was wrapped in black mist and became extremely black.

"What is this?" Ye Buwen was puzzled.

Judging from this performance, it should be poison.

But it was strange that such an obvious poison suddenly appeared.

Ye Buwen believed that he had contacted few people these days, and no one had the opportunity to poison him.

So secretly, plus there was a grudge to kill him.

Except for the cultivator from Xuansha Sect, Ye Buwen could not think of anyone else.

And the left hand, Ye Buwen thought of yesterday, when the guy from Xuansha Sect forcibly grabbed his left hand to pour wine.

It was probably at that time that the poison was given.

He naively thought it would be a problem with the wine.

The dark air in his left hand began to spread along the blood flow.

Ye Buwen felt pain all over his body.

This feeling of pain reminded Ye Buwen of the time when he absorbed the Xuansha Stone.

The pain now was worse than that time.

The body was stimulated to move.

Xuansha Qigong reacted violently to the dark poisonous gas, and it circulated in the meridians with the poisonous gas.

Ye Buwen instantly understood what the poison gas was.

It was the power of the Mysterious Evil.

Isn't this a coincidence?

He lacked this thing, and the enemy delivered it to him.

The cultivator probably never dreamed of it.

The killing method he planted not only could not kill him, but would also become his holy medicine for body refining and immortality elixir.

Ye Buwen circulated the Mysterious Evil Qigong in his body and refined it into the Dantian.

Zeng Xuanyu, who was drinking alone in the restaurant, probed again.

His face was full of shock.

No, how could this ant still meditate well? Shouldn't it be rolling on the ground in pain and turning into blood?

After observing for more than an hour, Zeng Xuanyu's face was full of haze.

Not only was the ant fine, but it also started to practice.

The ant had a secret, and it was a secret that could ignore the damage of the Mysterious Evil.

Zeng Xuanyu clenched his fists.

He must get this secret.

If he could ignore the damage caused by the Xuansha power, he could practice Xuansha Qigong without restraint in the future, and his cultivation would improve rapidly.