The Cultivation of Immortality by Mortals Begins with the Abandoned Children of the River

Chapter 448 Obtaining the Certificate

"Old friend, maybe we will meet soon." Zhan Nianchuan's face was extremely cold.

What finally made him make up his mind was that he remembered how he was afraid of the Demon Hand during this period. He didn't want to be worried about such a terrifying opponent as the Demon Hand, so he decided to take this opportunity to kill the opponent with his own hands.

Now that he was determined to kill the Demon Hand, Zhan Nianchuan immediately began to prepare. To deal with such a powerful opponent, he could never be too careful.

The first thing to do is to obtain a certificate to participate in the auction, so that you can have the opportunity to purchase enough evil-proof thunderwood to set up a third-level evil-killing array.

Without this large formation, Zhan Nianchuan would not have the slightest confidence that he could defeat the Demon Hand. After all, it was an ancient monster that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years without dying. Not to mention that a few months ago, the demon hand showed off its divine power and fought one against four, escaping from the hands of four Danhai realm monks.

After bringing Er Huo and the Earth Armored Dragon along with ten Ten Thousand Devouring Ants, and then giving the order to the remaining Ten Thousand Devouring Ants to kill all invading enemies, Zhan Nianchuan opened all the restrictions and headed towards the hill. The peak flew away.

...

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away.

A deep, dark, endless abyss filled with billowing black gas.

Deep in the abyss, a sinister wind blew from time to time, which was extremely eerie and terrifying.

A handsome young man with a pale face and extremely thin lips was sitting quietly cross-legged.

In front of him, eight monks wearing black clothes and masks suddenly appeared. Their eyes showed awe and fanaticism. They all bowed deeply to the handsome young man and shouted in unison:

"Meet the Messenger!"

The handsome young man nodded lightly and gave instructions:

"You obey the order!"

"Immediately look for opportunities to subdue the eight pill-forming monks, then plant demonic seeds on them and attach your own demonic thoughts to them. Whether you can successfully bring out the Holy Hand depends on you!"

The eight monks in black immediately agreed in unison. A thin man in black hesitated for a moment and asked respectfully:

"Master Messenger, why don't you take action yourself? If you take action, wouldn't it be easy to bring out the Holy Hand?"

"Why don't I think so?" A trace of regret flashed in the handsome young man's eyes, "But with my powerful magic power, non-Alchemy Sea Realm monks cannot bear it, but where can I find it? And if you want to win one silently, It is almost impossible for a monk in the Mingdan Sea Realm to do this. In this case... you don't need to know, just do what I say."

The eight people immediately bowed their heads and said yes.

"In addition, all the spies lurking in the human race are under your control. Those who have sufficient cultivation level will enter the ancient forbidden land, and the general person in charge will be Mo Qi. Also note that Tianshui Sect will definitely increase its control of our holy race this time. Check and ask them to be careful. If they are not sure...well, let them go. If you don't kill someone, you can't eliminate the wariness of the human race. As long as the Holy Hand can be successfully rescued, everything will be worth it." He let out a long sigh.

After a period of silence, the thin man in black, Mo Qi, took the lead and agreed.

After everything was explained, the handsome young man stood up and stared at the eight people in front of him. His pupils were dark and flashed with a heart-stopping cold light:

"Remember, no matter what the price, you must bring out the Holy Hand!"

...

Tianlan Sect.

Within the secret room.

Meng Qianke and Ye Qianhong were sitting opposite each other, their faces serious.

"According to the star-chasing chart, this person's direction has not changed in the past two years. He should still be in Cangzhou, and the most likely location is near Nanyu City." Ye Qianhong analyzed.

Meng Qianke nodded, filled Ye Qianhong's cup with tea, and motioned for him to continue.

"Thank you, Sect Master. Now there is a turmoil in Cangzhou, and everything is disrupted by the ancient monster, but this is also a good opportunity for us to find that person." Ye Qianhong paused, and then continued: "Now there are at least two chances."

"The first is the Nanyu City Auction, which is very close at hand. This auction covers a very wide range, and there are many geniuses and treasures. As long as that person does not practice hard in seclusion all year round, he will definitely hear about it, and there will definitely be something that makes his heart move. If he doesn’t show up, the second chance will be in the Forbidden City.”

After taking a sip of tea, Meng Qianke pondered for a moment and felt a little headache.

"The problem is that even if we confirm that he is there, whether it is the auction or the ancient forbidden land, there will be a huge crowd of people. How can we determine who he is? It is really difficult."

Ye Qianhong narrowed her eyes, stood up and poured tea for Meng Qianke, and said with a smile:

"The sect master forgot, this boy has offended many people."

"You mean Thousand Sword Sect and Zhao Bufan?" After hearing this, Meng Qianke's eyes suddenly lit up, and his thoughts suddenly opened up.

"Yes, yes, since they have been looking for this kid, they must have a way to confirm his identity. As long as they keep an eye on them, they can follow the clues and find the kid!"

Ye Qianhong laughed, stood up, left his seat and bowed to the ground:

"The sect leader is wise!"

Meng Qianke stroked his beard and smiled.

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Nanyu City.

Haina Zhai.

Chen Xiang, the steward responsible for appreciating and evaluating the auction items, has been very busy recently because the annual Nanyu City Auction Conference is about to be held. Thousands of lots have to be viewed one by one to determine the grade and starting price. The introduction is dictated and recorded, and then stored in storage to make sure there are no problems.

What gave him a headache was that even though he had done his best, new items were still pouring in like a tide, making him busy.

At this time, his apprentice walked in quickly with a small bronze bell and placed it on the table:

"Master, this is an item sent by a cultivator, who specified that it should be auctioned at the auction, and also asked for a voucher."

Chen Xiang raised his head from the pile of items, picked up the small bell, gently rubbed it, a green light flashed in his eyes, and then injected a spiritual power into the small bell.

Looking at the bronze bell that suddenly grew larger and kept rotating, feeling the majestic and ancient atmosphere, Chen Xiang nodded and narrated:

"The bronze bell, a gold-attributed Xuan-level middle-grade defensive magic weapon, can easily withstand the attack of a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and has two major functions of defense and trapping the enemy. The starting price is 50,000 spiritual stones, and each bid must not be less than 5,000."

After receiving the bronze bell, Chen Xiang took out an admission ticket with a spiritual seal, and then stamped another spiritual seal on it, threw it to his apprentice, and then got busy again.

His disciple came out with a ticket with two spiritual seals on it, and handed it to a young man in green clothes with an ordinary face.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, this is what you want. You can enter the auction at noon the day after tomorrow. You can use this ticket to collect the auction proceeds within two years after the auction ends. According to the rules, our auction house will charge 10% of the fee."

The young man nodded, unfolded the ticket in his hand casually, and was stunned.

"Fellow Taoist, is there anything wrong?"

"No, very good, goodbye." This young man was naturally Zhan Nianchuan who had changed his appearance. He felt a little ridiculous at this time.

Because the ticket clearly said No. 36 in the Yi area, which meant that he was very close to the people of Tianfumen.

"Forget it, they don't know who I am anyway, so it doesn't matter who is around me."

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