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Very quickly, a middle-aged man walked up to the stands, carrying a box covered in red brocade. His expression was solemn and cold, and he exuded a cold and stern aura.

Emperor level! Ling Chuxi was secretly speechless. The man\'s aura had even surpassed the two old men from the six paths. Even she could not tell if he was a monarch level expert.

It could be seen that villa Lord Yi valued this rare treasure very much, so much so that he had sent such an expert to safeguard it.

"Alright, I\'ll cut to the chase. Let\'s begin. The starting price is ten thousand five-colored spirit stones, and each increment must be no less than a thousand five-colored spirit stones." Villa head Yi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man pulled open the red brocade. Inside a transparent jade box, a mysterious light was flowing out. A dark blue Grass was spreading its soft branches and leaves. It was indescribably delicate and beautiful.

Looking at this strange grass, everyone became quiet. At first glance, this dark blue Grass didn\'t seem to have anything special, but if one calmed down, one could feel a kind of spiritual charm that was like the unity of heaven and man, making one involuntarily intoxicated.

No wonder Villa head Yi had asserted that this was a rare treasure of heaven and earth. Just this spiritual aura alone was not something that an ordinary spiritual herb could possess.

Zhi Han suddenly stood up. Her hands were twisted together because of excessive force, and they were unusually white. Her eyes were flashing with determination.

Ling Chuxi\'s gaze also changed and her heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of her mouth.

"Mo Lan!" He almost exclaimed.

Ling Chuxi had never thought that she would actually see Mo Lan at the heavenly treasure meet. To her right now, Mo Lan\'s value surpassed any other heavenly treasure.

According to the records in the <<myriad spirit log>>, there were tens of thousands of spiritual plants and trees in the world, and there were also differences in their grades. The Fusang Divine Tree in Ling Chuxi\'s Xumi space was ranked third among the ten great spiritual plants in the world. The grass in front of her was called the Molan, but it was ranked second among the ten great spiritual plants, a grade higher than the Fusang Divine Tree.

There was only one reason. Mo Lan had the heaven-defying effect of calming one\'s mind.

For cultivators, the higher their cultivation, the more important their spiritual sense would be. For those experts, no matter how serious their injuries were, it was difficult to hurt their Foundation. As long as they were given enough time, they would be able to recover sooner or later. However, it was different when one\'s divine sense was injured. At the very least, one\'s vitality would be greatly damaged and one\'s strength would decline. At the very worst, one\'s Foundation would be destroyed and one\'s lifetime of cultivation would be reduced to nothing, or even one\'s soul would be scattered.

Unfortunately, although there were many kinds of spiritual pills in the Qing-Yun realm, the spiritual pills that could repair the mind were extremely rare. The few ancient recipes were also lost. Therefore, once the mind was damaged, it was very difficult to repair it.

Ling Chuxi\'s divine sense had been damaged the last time. Although she had relied on Huangfu qingjue\'s divine race cultivation technique to barely stabilize her injuries, she had not been able to fully recover. Even now, she still did not dare to overuse her divine sense.

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