C10 Sixth Crystal

Just as Old Mo was about to teach this young man in white from the Yang Clan a lesson, a voice rang out like a bell. After that, a mighty burly man walked with an imposing manner. His black robe caused the two sword-shaped eyebrows on his two shining eyes to be extremely dignified.

The one who came was the current head of the Yang Family, Yang Batian. At the same time, he was also the white-clothed youth's father. His strength was around the level of a Superior Great Master, one rank higher than Lin Zhannan. This was also the reason why the Yang people were domineering in the Southern Border Town, just like the name of the Sky Tyrant. The way the Yang people acted was extremely unreasonable and unreasonable.

"Old Mo, please show mercy. The Yang Family has been the sole heir for nine generations. The future of the Yang Family is dependent on this useless son of mine." Yang Batian waved his hand and the old man from before walked to a corner of the hall and helped the young man in white up.

At this moment, it was as though Old Mo did not see this scene, he completely ignored Yang Batian. As he supported Lin Fan, he took out a green medicinal pill from his chest and stuffed it into Lin Fan's mouth.

Under Elder Mo's chain of actions, Yang Batian's gaze was fixated on that green pill. Even though he didn't know what the pill was, he knew that the item on Elder Mo's body shouldn't be of a low grade.

"Next time, if I see my disciple being bullied by your Yang family, I can't guarantee anything. In the small town in the southern territory, although I can make your Yang family act tyrannically, this continent of spiritual energy is very big." With a wave of his sleeve, he headed towards the last corner of the auction venue. Only Yang Batian and the rest were left behind, staring at the back view that disappeared into the darkness in astonishment.

"Fuck, I wonder what kind of dog shit luck this Lin Clan trash got for him to become Elder Mo's disciple." Yang Batian resentfully said. Immediately, he looked at the youth in white behind him, and a trace of a smile appeared on his fierce face.

Old Mo and Lin Fan wouldn't leave the auction house. After all, they had come to the city square today to give Lin Fan a martial skill manual. Although Lin Fan was severely injured, the pill that Old Mo stuffed inside was no ordinary pill. Even if it was dead, it could save a life, so a little injury wouldn't be too serious.

Sitting in the corner of the auction hall, there was not enough light, only damp and dark. He couldn't even see his own fingers in front of him, and it was hard to describe the atmosphere. However, Elder Mo wanted this kind of effect.

"How is it?" Old Mo turned around and said while covering half of Lin Fan's body.

"I feel so hot. What pill did teacher give me just now?" It's so hot. " Lin Fan felt his body heat up, but he didn't feel every inch of his skin start to turn red, as if he was in a furnace.

Looking at Lin Fan's current appearance, Elder Mo slightly nodded his head, squinted his eyes, and smiled. This Purple Flame Pill was indeed not bad. Brat, if you want to become a powerful expert, you must endure the pain. "Only when you become strong will you be able to prevent others from bullying you. Teacher still needs to rely on you in the future to avoid those enemies."

Elder Mo nodded and said again. If you are a Spirit Master right now, the one who was injured just now is that little bastard. "

Old Mo's words surprised Lin Fan for a moment, and then he understood something. That's right, if I were a Spirit Master, who would dare to insult me like that?

There was no sound in the darkness, and the damp air in the corner instantly became dry. At this moment, it was as if everything had stopped breathing, leaving only Lin Fan biting his lips, not caring about the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth onto his chest.

Elder Mo looked at Lin Fan and nodded his head slightly. In these three years, he had finally allowed this youth to grow. Even if the youth's cultivation talent was average, so what? Talent wasn't a problem on the path of a strong martial artist. The most important thing was to become the heart of a powerful martial artist. Now, this youth already possessed it, and it was just around the corner for it to transform into a cocoon.

As more and more people entered the auction house, the entire hall became bustling as if it was a busy market. However, no one noticed that in the corner, Lin Fan was suffering great pain. All the muscles in his body were trembling nonstop as his damaged meridians and broken bones continued to meld together.

As for the auction house, with the appearance of the old man who was standing next to the young man in white, it instantly became quiet. "Hehe, first of all, welcome to the Yang Family Auction House. I believe that everyone is filled with anticipation towards today's auction, so I won't disturb you any longer."

"The auction has officially begun." As the old man's voice sounded, everyone in the hall turned to look at him with fervent gazes.

The old man was a good communicator. "It was just a few simple sentences that kept the atmosphere in the venue at its climax." Hehe, today's first auction item is a large blade. The starting price is 80,000 gold coins. " With a wave of the old man's hand, which was as dry as dry firewood, the three burly men walked over while carrying a large nine-ring blade.

These items piqued the interest of many in the audience. However, Old Mo didn't mind. With just a glance, he was able to see through the power of this large blade. Although it could be called a Yellow Rank spiritual weapon, the body of the blade was too heavy, and it was difficult to engage in close combat.

In the continent of spiritual energy, weapons were also divided into four levels. Yellow Rank weapons were the lowest, and could be forged by ordinary blacksmiths. As for the slightly better grade ones, they were at least Mysterious rank. Forging such a weapon would require a great deal of effort on the part of the blacksmith. Furthermore, weapons of this level had an initial stage weapon spirit. The strength of this attack was such that it was able to increase its owner's strength by thirty to forty percent. In a battle, it was not something that could be underestimated.

Earth and Heaven level weapons had not appeared in Border Town for over a hundred years. As for whether or not this weapon existed, it was a mystery in Border Town, a possibility that could not be discovered. Perhaps, the ancient sects would have such a powerful existence.

Elder Mo wasn't proficient in weapons, and so he immediately lost interest. Looking at Lin Fan beside him, his lips curved up in a smile. Under the dim light, his cloudy eyes revealed a bright light.

The auction was still going on, and Lin Fan, who was below the stage, had already recovered all of his broken bones with the recovery of the Purple Flame Pill. Within the auction house, a faint spiritual energy slowly surrounded Lin Fan's body. Upon closer inspection, it was like a long dragon had drilled into Lin Fan's body from the tip of his nose.

As the spiritual energy entered his body, Lin Fan's closed eyes seemed to feel a warm current seeping into them. Then, his hands unconsciously formed into a posture of cultivation. His chest heaved up and down, and the tip of his nose was breathing evenly and vigorously. And in Lin Fan's body, a warm current flowed through his meridians and into his dantian.

He could clearly see milky-white strands of spiritual energy condensing into the sixth crystal in Lin Fan's dantian, even though this crystal was much thinner than the other five. However, the strands of spiritual energy were indeed converging. Lin Fan also felt the change, and then pushed every inch of his skin to madly absorb the spiritual energy.

Wisps of spirit energy gathered and compressed in Lin Fan's dantian. And then, it expanded. Lin Fan was like a sealed container that was filled with air. If he was even the slightest bit careless, he would explode.