"Which auxiliary tower do you live in?" Huang Yu finally asked at this time.
"Kanshui Gua."
"Okay, I'll go find you when this is over."
Chen Mo said with a smile: "Welcome to Saotai."< br>
With his status as a spiritual planter, and the fact that even he thinks the wine is extremely fragrant, most people will make friends with him.
Judging from Nalan Ziju's performance, the other party probably didn't know his identity yet, and just thought he was a related person who had been installed and occupied one of the five places, so he acted hot on the outside and cold on the inside.
So after entering the isolated island, Chen Mo never revealed that he was a spiritual planter until he was ready to make a deal with Huang Yu.
The battle off the field was very fierce, and Chen Mo also saw the unpredictable methods of the monks in the realm of gods.
Various magical powers emerge in endlessly, some can transform into hundreds of flying swords and attack people without any blind spots; some can instantly grow dozens of clones identical to themselves with a breath of immortal energy; Some can even lift an entire mountain and suppress their opponents directly.
And each of these is their special skill.
Chen Mo gradually noticed that the monks in the realm of spiritual transformation had developed their magical powers to the point of perfection.
They usually use magical powers as their main means of fighting, and even extremely rare secret arts are only used as auxiliary means. Not to mention spells, they are almost invisible.
“Is it better to be clever than clumsy?”
With the spiritual consciousness and understanding of monks in the realm of gods, they can practice all kinds of spells if they want.
But these spells are almost useless for this level of fighting.
In other words, after Nascent Soul, the competition is about magical powers!
Under this situation, whether Chen Mo is a spiritual planter or a beast master, it is impossible to compare with other monks.
The Nascent Soul is like this, and it will be even more obvious when it becomes a god.
The battles are fierce and exciting.
Some people smile lightly because they have made some lucky money, but almost no one is upset because they lost the spiritual crystal.
For them, this is a game in itself. Since it is a game, why should they care about winning or losing?
Of course, Chen Mo was a spectator throughout the whole process.
The battle lasted for about six hours, from midnight to noon. In the end, a Taoist from Dongzhou came out on top in the realm of transformation into gods.
After several battles, I also earned three high-grade spiritual crystals. Of course, this little money is not enough to buy a lot with the word "地".
"Tomorrow, the auction will officially begin." Taoist surnamed Gu looked at Huang Yu and the other winner, "You come with me and you can each choose an item."
The fight is over and the show is over.
Most people had no mood swings, except Lou Shasha who was very excited and even wanted to end it again and again.
But they were all dissuaded.
Suddenly, Chen Mo had a very absurd idea.
Are the so-called fights and so-called good shows just for her?
If this is the case, then Lou Shasha's status may be even higher! If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible!
Everyone dispersed, and the woman of Lianxu said goodbye to them one by one very politely.
Before leaving, he did not forget to remind these people to go to her house tomorrow and attend her banquet. Chen Mo, who was originally prepared to selectively forget, finally realized that this girl seemed to have an exceptionally good memory.
Go back to the house.
He took out the spiritual vegetables he had grown by himself, and the spiritual fish he had brought from Haipingzhou, and spent half an hour cooking them. He then put on the home-brewed wine and waited for the target person to come to his door.
Finally, just before dark, Huang Yu knocked on his door.
This leader in the Nascent Soul Realm spent two hours selecting the items to be auctioned. It seems that there are a lot of good things this time!
The door opened, Chen Mo looked at the monk who was much younger than himself, bowed slightly and said: "Please."
"It smells so good?"
Huang Yu's brows relaxed, and the aroma of wine and food floated into his nose, causing him to close his eyes gently. After taking two steps inside, he saw a table full of delicacies placed in front of him. Huang Yu, who was used to eating in the open, felt his heart beat faster.
At their level, ordinary food is already difficult to swallow.
Even if it is spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, or even spiritual animals, low-level people are still reluctant to touch it.
In addition, after the monks reach the golden elixir realm, they can live without grains themselves, so they no longer have too many requirements for food.
Even in a restaurant, only drinks are popular.
Therefore, when Chen Mo gave him the wine bottle, Huang Yu could instantly realize that it was good wine!
"What are these?"
"If I said that I just went to the sea to catch these for you, would you believe it?"
Chen Mo said jokingly, Hearing this, the other party turned his head in surprise.
"Of course I don't believe it! The sea is dangerous and I dare not set foot in it easily. You will take the risk?"
"Then Daoist Huang, you don't have to worry about where it comes from, just taste it."
Huang Yu was not polite. He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat. The wine bottle didn't even leave his hand. After drinking one cup, he poured another cup, and after drinking two pots in a row, he asked Chen Mo for another.
As the owner of this place, Chen Mo took a sip of wine occasionally and picked up a piece with his chopsticks.
After drinking four pots of wine in a row, Huang Yu finally had enough to eat and drink. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"Come back with me. Pingduzhou”
"Impossible!" Huang Yu refused very simply.
Where is Pingduzhou? In the barren land, there are very few spiritual fields and spiritual mines, and there are almost no secret realms.
If he goes to Pingduzhou, there is no telling when he will be able to reach the realm of transformation into gods!
"Huang Daoyou, do you know how much the pot of wine you drank just now is worth?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.
“How much?”
"Just now, if you win a battle, you can buy a pot."
At this time, Huang Yu's face looked a little unhappy: "No wonder it tastes good."
"Then do you know this? How much are spiritual fish worth?”
“I don’t know!”
“These are fourth-level spiritual fish. In terms of strength in the sea, ordinary Yuanying may not be able to match them.” Chen Mo continued to add.
Huang Yu didn't answer.
It’s not like he doesn’t know that this table of wine and food is definitely expensive.
That’s why he took the initiative to ask Chen Mo about his needs after eating.
"How long will it take for my friend to reach the state of transformation?"
"Why are you asking this?" Huang Yu became a little alert.
"In my opinion, with the talent of fellow Taoist, it can take up to two to three years at most."
"Normal cultivation is almost the same."
"In this case, then what fellow Taoist can do before he transforms into a god? How about I provide all the nourishing pills?" As he spoke, Chen Mo shook his hands, and there were already ten porcelain bottles on the table, "There are twenty in total, how about just taking it as a deposit?"
"Twenty nourishing pills?"
Huang Yu's heart trembled.
The Nourishing Pill is an elixir that is consumed in great quantities. Although the price on the market is only a few pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals, it is almost non-existent. As soon as the goods are available in major commercial houses, they will be ordered by the Great Immortal Sect and the big clan!
He did not expect that the seemingly ordinary Yuanying monk in front of him would actually take out twenty pieces at once! (End of this chapter)