Facing the angry man in black, the gray-clothed old man on the stage snorted coldly and slapped his palm heavily on the stone platform. Suddenly, the whole room fell silent:

Jiang Xiaofeng immediately felt the changes around him at this time, and in an instant, there were at least four or more high-level cultivators hidden in the shadows, and their aura changed slightly.

He thought to himself: These people must be the people arranged by the auction house in the dark in advance, facing such a group of powerful people from Yunzhou County under the stage, if they don't make careful arrangements and deployments, this underground black club will definitely be chaotic.

The gray-clothed old man's sharp eyes stared at the person who roared just now, and said coldly:

"I think everyone here will not be unaware of the rules of the underground black society. Are you trying to break the rules of the auction?"

After the old man finished speaking, all eyes instantly focused on the roaring man in black. The man staggered, bowed his head silently, and did not dare to speak again.

This is the rule of the underground black society, and the treasure does not ask the source. Even if it was owned by your family before, as long as you go to the underground black society, you can't help it. As long as you can afford the equivalent spirit stones, you can get what you want.

What happened just now was just a small episode, and the auction continued in an orderly manner.

Jiang Xiaofeng really wanted to buy this Phantom Sand Bell, because after the last time he fought against a high-level cultivator, he was deeply aware of the gap between his cultivation and that of a high-level cultivator, if he carried such a spirit treasure with him in the future, whether he could fight it or not, he could at least win time for himself to escape.

His personality has always been like this, he will fight if he can fight, and if he can't beat, he will run, and he will never suffer. But Jiang Xiaofeng knew the purpose of this trip better in his heart, although the Phantom Sand Bell was good, it was not what he needed the most at the moment. At present, the most important thing is to quickly improve your strength.

In the end, the Phantom Sand Bell was taken away by more than 400 lower-grade spirit stones, Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help grinning and said secretly: If it goes on like this, my low-grade spirit stones of less than three hundred are useless at all, it seems that I came to the wrong place today.

Next, take out the auctioned spiritual objects, one is better than the other, one is more precious than the other, and the most expensive spiritual object is a pill, called the tonic elixir.

The reason why the tonic elixir is precious is that it is the highest level of elixir among the first-grade pills. A cultivator of the ninth order of soul building, as long as he takes the spirit tonic pill, when he advances to the spirit realm, he can increase his grasp by fifty percent.

The strength of the cultivators of the Spirit Realm is simply a world of difference compared to the Spirit Realm, and using the Spirit Pill to make the family add a master of the Spirit Realm, no matter how much it costs, it is very worthwhile, or it is simply too worthwhile.

Although the tonifying pill is a first-grade elixir, only a very small number of first-grade alchemists can refine it, and it also consumes a huge amount of resources. Therefore, most of the sources of the tonic elixir are mainly refined by second-grade alchemists.

However, there is no second-grade alchemist in Nuoda Yunzhou County, and almost none of the first-grade alchemists of all the big families have the ability to refine the spirit tonic pill. Even if there were, they couldn't afford to provide the spirit grass that could be refined, so this caused this spirit pill to be extremely scarce.

The auction house doesn't know how many years it will take to get one of these pills and put it up for auction. After all, as long as the person who gets such a precious pill will either eat it himself, or leave it to his heirs, it is impossible to take it out for auction.

The auction of the Underground Black Society's Replenishing Elixir brought the entire Black Society to an unprecedented climax.

All the people in black only hate the lack of spirit stones they brought this time, if they knew that there would be such a strange thing as the spirit pill this time, they would definitely bring all the family resources.

The bidding of this auction, all the people were red-eyed, and the bid was so high that people looked staggering, as if the low-grade spirit stone at this moment did not need money.

As prices continue to rise, fewer and fewer bidders are starting to make bids. It's not because they don't want it, it's because the low-grade spirit stones they carry have been completely depleted.

Jiang Xiaofeng even heard the black-clothed man who auctioned the Phantom Sand Bell just now, muttering in a low voice: Alas, I knew that there was a tonic elixir, why should I bother to buy such a Phantom Sand Bell!

In the end, the tonifying elixir was finally sold for 1,200 lower-grade spirit stones, which really surprised Jiang Xiaofeng, he couldn't have imagined that a small tonifying elixir would be auctioned at such a high price.

A thousand low-grade spirit stones, but they are equivalent to a medium-grade spirit stone! Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help but be surprised when he thought of this.

It seems that I must ask Wan Lao Wei when I go back, to see if he has any recipe for refining the elixir, if I learn to refine the elixir, then won't I make a fortune in the future? Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help but think so.

Maybe it was because after the birth of the tonic elixir, the sensation caused was too great, and everyone seemed to have no interest in the next auction. There are even a few spiritual objects, and there is a phenomenon of unsuccessful auctions, which makes people sigh.

Just when Jiang Xiaofeng felt a little disappointed, the gray-clothed old man on the stage suddenly took out an object and said:

"The last thing to be auctioned is a book of exercises, called "Destroying the Mountain Palm". Legend has it that this set of palms was created by a cultivator who had completed the spiritual realm. When practicing to the fullest, even if it is used by a cultivator of the Spirit Realm, the power of one palm can even be compared to the blow of a cultivator of the Spirit Realm. ”

As soon as these words fell, everyone was shocked!

The cultivator of the Spirit Realm cultivated this palm technique, and it could be compared to the blow of the cultivator of the Spirit Realm? Before everyone could return to their strength, the old man in gray continued:

"But this set of palm techniques also has its own shortcomings: the process of cultivating this exercise is extremely difficult, and it needs to suffer unbearable suffering from ordinary people, but this is not counted, when facing the enemy, it will take ten breaths of time to perform this exercise. ”

As soon as the old man in gray finished speaking, one of them scolded in a low voice:

"What kind of breaking technique is this, it takes ten breaths to be used, so isn't it standing still and waiting to be beaten? No matter how powerful it is, it will be useless if it can't be used. ”

"It's just chicken ribs, what is it called "Destroying the Mountain Palm", I think it's called standing still and being beaten up. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng heard many people muttering in a low voice, and said in his heart: It seems that this exercise is very unpopular.

But the more everyone is like this, the happier Jiang Xiaofeng is in his heart, because this means that no one will rob him of this exercise, and the reason why he is happy is because he likes this exercise.

When the old man in gray heard the following discussion, he also smiled awkwardly with a speechless face:

"Okay, let's start the auction now, and the reserve price is one hundred lower-grade spirit stones. ”

After a long time, no one was willing to bid, Jiang Xiaofeng was extremely happy in his heart, and slowly raised his right hand, which meant that he was bidding one hundred and ten lower grade spirit stones.

Seeing someone raise his hand, the old man in gray finally showed a smile on his face: This thing has finally been sold