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Chapter 148 Senior Brother is Not Easy (8)

In order to arouse people's emotions, the first item to be auctioned is usually a good item of medium to high quality.

As expected, at the very beginning, the auction house took out the "Spiritual Pill" that could be used by anyone regardless of their cultivation level.

The elixirs in this world are divided into ten grades, and corresponding to them are tenth-grade alchemists.

The Buling Pill is considered a fifth-grade pill.

Since it can replenish spiritual energy regardless of the cultivator's cultivation level, its value is equivalent to that of a seventh-grade elixir.

As soon as the leader took out the Soul-Replenishing Pill, the enthusiasm of the people below became high. However, Mo Ci looked around and thought that those of them who had obtained the lower-level admission qualifications could forget about getting this thing.

They are just here to help liven up the atmosphere, just like Song Hao next to him.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t afford it. At least you are here to broaden your horizons.

At this moment, Song Hao looked upwards with sparkling eyes, filled with the feeling that what he saw was a profit.

Seeing Song Hao like this, Mo Ci also turned his gaze to the Bu Ling Dan above.

In his mind, he was thinking about whether he had any elixir that could be used as a substitute for the tonic pill, and he could secretly learn from it.

Soon, the auction began, and the heated atmosphere became tense as the bids were shouted out one by one.

In the end, this thing was photographed by people in the box.

The things that came after that were much inferior to the Soul-Replenishing Pill.

However, it is definitely not bad.

Whenever Mo Ci saw something and thought it was good, he would think about whether he had a substitute.

If there is, he plans to refine it further. If not, he plans to wait for an opportunity in the future to figure it out on his own.

In short, he can now be said to learn wherever he goes.

After all, what you learn is always yours, and what you get through external forces is not safe.

As time went on, the auction hall became more lively as the best lots were about to go under the hammer.

Those who had obtained superior admission and were sitting in the private rooms broke away from their lazy state and started to work seriously.

The auction after this had nothing to do with people with middle and lower level admission qualifications. Even Song Hao would turn his head from time to time to look at the people in the private rooms bidding.

Although he couldn't see those people, but after hearing the increasingly high bids, Song Hao felt like he was both very rich and very wasteful.

Mo Ci occasionally looked back, and coincidentally, he met the eyes of a person sitting behind him. In just a moment, that familiar feeling came over him again.

Mo Ci looked away calmly, but in his heart he was thinking, it seems that this person is the protagonist of this world.

Unfortunately, the other person was wearing a loose black robe, and his entire face was covered by the black robe, revealing only a pair of ink-black eyes.

Unable to confirm the other party's identity, Mo Ci was also unable to determine whether there was any grudge between him and the other party.

Judging from the previous worlds, the people he became were all directly or indirectly related.

Yu Yaoxing from the previous world was the least related type. Although he was noisy and always encountered a lot of trouble, he was still a good person.

At least, when Mo Ci handed over the Qiankun Sect to him later, he recognized his abilities.

But in this world, Mo Ci hopes that the other party’s situation is similar to Yu Yaoxing’s.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that you will encounter trouble wherever you go.

But for human beings.

The person behind him also looked at Mo Ci. After Mo Ci looked away, he looked at Mo Ci a few more times.

He was thinking in his heart, why did this person give him a familiar feeling?

But with this appearance, he clearly didn't recognize her.

Speaking of which, both Mo Ci and Song Hao have taken the Disguise Pill, which can cleanse the tendons and marrow of cultivators. In other words, it can also beautify the skin.

In this way, no monk has a skin color that is too dark.

Someone like Song Hao, who took a disguise pill and made himself dark, must have a very low level of cultivation in the eyes of cultivators, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a bumpkin.

In order to keep a low profile, Mo Ci disguised his face, which was not very dark, but had a bronzed look.

Looking at the two of them, they certainly don't look like cultivators with high cultivation levels.

In the eyes of others, they probably don't even know what cleansing the tendons and marrow is.

The person who was identified by Mo Ci as the protagonist of this world was also thinking so at this time.

After a brief eye contact, the other party didn't take it to heart. Mo Ci took it to heart, but didn't care much.

The auction was still going on, and Mo Ci and Song Hao watched the whole process.

The person behind them didn't buy anything, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

Mo Ci guessed that the other party must have a share among the items being auctioned. Since the auction price was high, he would definitely get more.

Being happy is also common sense.

After the auction ended, Mo Ci left the auction hall with Song Hao, whose face was flushed with excitement, and did not buy admission for tomorrow.

Seeing it once is enough to broaden your horizons. Besides, no matter how much they see, it is not theirs. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is better to just give up.

Song Hao was also sensible and did not mention the idea of going to the auction.

But after returning to the house, Song Hao made a bed on the floor for himself and said.

"Second Brother, thank you for taking care of me. If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would do. Tonight, you sleep on the bed and I'll sleep here."

Mo Ci: ...

Actually, it doesn’t matter whether Mo Ci sleeps on this bed or not.

Strictly speaking, Mo Ci has never slept at all. After all, his daily routine is to practice, practice, and practice.

During this period, because the entry and exit of the city was somewhat strict, and with the appearance of Song Hao, Mo Ci did not go out again.

Right now, the city is extremely bustling with activity because of the auction. In order to avoid trouble, Mo Ci tries not to go to crowded places.

After watching the auction today, Mo Ci also planned to stay in the house for the time being.

It just so happened that he had a new idea recently and wanted to try to refine a new elixir.

It’s not that Mo Ci doesn’t want to refine the elixir of this world, but this world really attaches great importance to the elixir formula.

Basically, the recipe is only passed down from master to apprentice, and from father to children. For ordinary people, it is extremely difficult to get the recipe.

Therefore, even though Mo Ci had collected a lot of things during this period, he found nothing here from the Dan Fang.

It was also thanks to the fact that he had learned how to make pills, and he could draw inferences from the medicinal properties of various medicines in this world and create new pills of his own.

However, since Song Hao said so, Mo Ci naturally would not refuse. It just so happened that he also planned to let Song Hao practice well.

It makes no difference whether you practice sitting on the bed or on the floor.

On the second day, Mo Ci began to prepare to refine the elixir, and Song Hao became curious again when he saw it.

After all, Wei Jichuan didn't know how to make elixirs.

Mo Ci did not explain why he could make elixirs, but Song Hao would find his own reasons.

In his opinion, it must be the second senior brother's opportunity.

So apart from being a little envious, Song Hao didn't think too much about it.

Encouraged by Mo Ci, he also began to practice.

Song Hao was practicing on the side, while Mo Ci was refining pills according to his own ideas.

The two brothers didn't disturb each other and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Mo Ci looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him, his eyes fixed on it, but his spiritual sense was controlling the medicine in the furnace.

Because he was too focused, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that the pill was almost ready, Mo Ci became more and more focused. At this moment, a figure fell from the roof and hit Mo Ci's alchemy furnace.

"Oh!"

The alchemy furnace exploded after being hit like this, and the elixir turned into waste.

Mo Ci's face looked a little ugly. He looked at the roof, then at the people who fell to the ground and suffered some minor injuries due to the explosion of the alchemy furnace.

Before he made the elixir, he had set up a lot of defensive arrays. How did this guy get in?

And the strange thing is that his defensive formation was not damaged.