You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 767 The Immortal Tree of the Underworld

“The Star-Changing Sun Sword Grass, the starting price is 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones.”

 “The bidding begins!”

 After Zhang Jiuzong briefly introduced the sixth-grade sword grass spiritual species, he paused briefly and shouted loudly.

“One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, the starting price is not much lower than ordinary sixth-grade spiritual stones, it seems like a small amount of blood.”

 Lu Xuan said secretly in his heart.

However, there is a reason why it is expensive. This Star-changing Sun Sword Grass Spirit Seed is extremely popular, especially among sword cultivators, who all want to take this natural sword into their pockets.

“One hundred and twenty thousand low-grade spiritual stones!”

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

 In a few breaths, the price increased all the way to 160,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

 “Two hundred and thirty thousand.”

 The number of monks calling out prices has significantly decreased.

 “Two hundred and twenty thousand.”

Lu Xuan said softly, his voice neither fast nor slow, and you could feel his confidence in winning.

 Hundring two hundred thousand spiritual stones to acquire a sixth-grade spiritual species, even the top species at the same level, is not cost-effective for most monks.

 “One hundred and eighty thousand!”

 At the later stage of the pill formation, the sword cultivator directly raised the price by 10,000, hoping to scare Lu Xuan away.

A sword cultivator in the late stage of pill formation shouted in a deep voice.

 “Two hundred and twenty-five thousand!”

 “Two hundred thousand!”

Lu Xuan followed closely and shouted out a more auspicious price.

 After calling out the price, the number of monks interested in the Star-shifting Sun-changing Sword Grass Spirit Seed suddenly dropped sharply.

 “Twenty-one thousand!”

 “One hundred and ninety-five thousand!”

But he underestimated Lu Xuan's determination to obtain this sixth-grade sword grass spirit seed.

Without thinking, Lu Xuan raised the price to 200,000.

 The monks present were silent.

 After hesitating for a while, the female cultivator’s cold voice sounded again.

A cold female voice came from a meteorite on his right. Even if there was a formation to cover it up, he could still feel the sharp sword intent on her body.

 “Two hundred and twenty thousand once…”

 “One hundred and eighty-eight thousand!”

 Lu Xuan did not hesitate at all and raised the price again.

 “Congratulations fellow Taoist!”

 Finally, he successfully obtained this sixth-grade sword grass spirit seed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to auction other high-level treasures, Lu Xuan seized the time to get the sword and grass spirit seeds.

“I didn’t expect that after coming out of the Tianjian Sect, I would be inextricably linked to the Dongxuan Sword Sect.”

Lu Xuan looked at the spiritual seed in his hand, put it into the gluttonous sac with a smile on his face.

 After taking a picture of the Star-Changing Sun Sword Grass Spirit Seed, he fell silent and quietly watched other monks compete for various treasures.

Occasionally, one or two treasures that he was interested in would appear, but after bidding several times, he finally had to give up.

Among the monks present, there are many such as Master Jiedan and Master Nascent Soul who have outstanding backgrounds, rich wealth, and powerful strength. Although he has the qualifications to compete with them, he still has to give priority to his spiritual species.

 After all, the benefits brought by spiritual seeds are countless times higher than those treasures.

 The further the auction proceeds, the higher the level of the treasures that appear, and the rarer they become.

In the second half of the stage, a mid-level magical power made the competition fierce, and it was finally sold for nearly five million, leaving Lu Xuan, who was watching the excitement in the corner, speechless.

“It’s still those big monks, big families, and big sects who have deep foundations.”

"After decades of farming, it can only be said that the distance between us is constantly shortening." "Of course, if we get a few more seventh-grade spiritual species, we may be able to surpass it."

Thinking of the upcoming seventh-grade spiritual species, Lu Xuan felt hungry and thirsty for the countless spiritual stones in his storage bag, and he was eager to try them.

 After taking out a seventh-grade flying sword, Zhang Jiuzong, who looked a bit excited, took out a spiritual seed.

The surface of the spiritual seed is deep and dark, with dark yellow ripples appearing, as if there is a gray-yellow river accompanying it. As soon as it appears, an astonishing phenomenon occurs.

The river spreads downward, forming a ghost world filled with gloomy energy and inhabited by ghosts. The shadow of a giant tree is rooted in the ghost world, and its thick roots are like weird tentacles that continue to penetrate into the endless bottom of the ghost world.

 “Seventh grade spiritual species!”

 Lu Xuan felt something in his heart.

"This vision... is more magnificent and spectacular than the Otomu Green Thunder Vine and the Eightfold Palace."

 He said secretly in his heart, looking forward to this seventh-grade spiritual seed more and more.

“This vision...could it be the legendary Immortal Tree of the Underworld?”

“Oh? Fellow Taoist, can you give me some introduction?”

“I also learned from an ancient book that it is said that this spiritual plant can produce magical spiritual fruits, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it is difficult for non-big families and sects to successfully cultivate it.”

As soon as spiritual seeds appeared, there was a lot of discussion.

 Zhang Jiuzong looked around and saw that all the monks were attracted by the spiritual seeds in their hands, smiling.

“The object in Zhang’s hand is a seventh-grade spiritual seed, called the Huangquan Immortal Tree. It is said that it was obtained from the ghosts of Huangquan. It is neither alive nor dead. Only in extreme circumstances will spiritual seeds be condensed.”

"After the spiritual plant matures, it will produce a seventh-grade immortal fruit every once in a while. The immortal fruit has many wonderful uses, which are closely related to the spiritual plant itself and the cultivation process. The specific method needs to be explored by fellow Taoists on their own. "

“The starting price of the Underworld Immortal Tree Spirit Seed is 600,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 10,000.”

 “The bidding begins!”

"Seven hundred thousand!"

Lu Xuan took the lead and directly raised the price by 100,000, setting the tone.

There are many monks who want to obtain these seventh-level spiritual seeds. There are True Lord Yuanying and True Lord Jiedan who represent large sects and families.

 In less than ten breaths, the price rose to 1.2 million low-grade spiritual stones.

 “One million and three hundred thousand!”

　　A childish voice sounded, and a small figure appeared on the meteorite.

The little man is three feet tall, with pale and tender skin that can be broken by a blow. He should look cute, but instead he sits cross-legged on the bones of thousands of babies. From time to time, gray and black ghost babies climb on his shoulders.

“The True Lord Wanying, the supreme elder of Wanying Sect, I didn’t expect him to come over too.”

“One and a half million spiritual stones, Taoist friend Ten Thousand Infants, if you have so many ghost infants, can you feed them if they bear the fruit of immortality?”

A majestic voice sounded, and a meteorite came in front of everyone. Standing on it was a half-human, half-dragon monk with dense green dragon scales on his neck and cheeks. Standing on the meteorite, he exuded strong invisible pressure.

“So it’s you, the old ghost of the green dragon. Why, your time is coming, and you want to use this immortality fruit to transform into a ghost?”

Zhenjun Wanying sneered, and his words were somewhat mocking to the half-human, half-dragon monk.

 “One million six hundred thousand.”

Lu Xuan stood in the corner, still hiding his figure, and increased the price by another hundred thousand.

Unlike these two Nascent Soul Lords, he has the confidence to reveal his true appearance. He can only develop it secretly and obtain the seventh-level spiritual seeds in a low-key manner.

The three people's bidding immediately scared away the other monks from the sect.

Lu Xuan didn't care about anything else. As long as one of the two Nascent Soul Lords raised the price, he would directly raise the price by 100,000 and spend money like water. It seemed that he didn't take the spirit stone seriously at all.

 “Two million and one million!”

 After the price struggled to climb to two million, he increased the price by another hundred thousand.

 “This Taoist friend is so generous, I am willing to bow down to him.”

Wanying Zhenjun said sadly, a hidden spiritual consciousness spread over, but under the restriction and isolation of the little man of the spirit spirit, it never returned.

 “Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help!”

 Lu Xuan changed his voice and said in a deep voice.