Chapter 230: The Musk Boy

Time has passed, after a period of fermentation, and under the revelation of people with intentions, most of the people in the dark auction have a basic understanding of red flint. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

For a while, the atmosphere in the venue became more and more enthusiastic, and from time to time there were heavy gasps sounding in the corners of the venue, and from the stage, you will find that many people in the venue have eager, excited, or greedy expressions on their faces.

Perhaps it felt that the heat was almost over, and at this time the ghost-faced old man spoke.

"The auction of the first finale auction item, the Red Flint Stone, has begun, with a reserve price of three thousand spirit stones. ”

As soon as these words came out, the auction hall resounded with a gasp.

Although it is said that the previous mid-grade magic weapon spirit snake sword was auctioned at a high price of 3,300 spirit stones, but that was because the old ghost witch was bound to get it, not to mention that the 3,000 spirit stones were just the starting price, and the red flint stone that I really wanted to get didn't know how many spirit stones would cost?

Of course, although the reserve price of three thousand spirit stones is high, it is not unacceptable for some people, as long as they can increase their strength, it is nothing to spend some.

So after a short period of cold play, there were people in the auction hall who began to bid, although there were not many of these bidders, but these people were powerful people in addition to those with strong backgrounds, and most of them had the cultivation of the crystallization stage, including the man who had just raised the bar with the old ghost.

Wang Yi naturally has some thoughts in his heart about the red flint, although whether it is used for refining weapons or cultivation, it has little effect on Wang Yi, but once it contains red liquid pulp, then the meaning is completely different.

Although Wang Yi's current physical body is already very strong in the Sanren Realm, and he has some of the characteristics of golden muscles and jade bones, once he can obtain the red liquid pulp and use it to refine his physical body, then he may be able to achieve real golden muscles and jade bones, comparable to the body of a real person.

Of course, Wang Yi also knew that the chance of red liquid pulp contained in the red flint was very slim, but even if the hope was slim, Wang Yi still couldn't help but be moved, after all, this kind of opportunity that allowed him to achieve real golden muscles and jade bones before entering the real human realm was too rare.

The price of red flint has risen all the way, from three thousand spirit stones to five thousand one hundred spirit stones, and at this time, the price cry has become sparse, as if the price of red flint has come to a peak, and it is difficult to break through.

And this is exactly the case, purely in terms of the value of the red flint, five thousand spirit stones have been inflated, and the reason why the red flint can reach this price is because some monks want to bet on the slim hope, betting that it contains red liquid pulp.

Of course, although some monks are willing to spend a high price to gamble, but this kind of gambling is not without limits, although there are many monks in the cultivation realm, although it is not absolutely none, but it is extremely rare, the vast majority of monks are very shrewd people, for them five thousand spirit stones is almost the extreme.

Looking at the price that gradually settled, Wang Yi's eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, the thoughts in his mind turned, and after a little thought, Wang Yi opened his mouth and quoted his price.

"Five thousand four hundred spirit stones. ”

As soon as this price came out, Wang Yi, who was originally sitting in the corner, immediately attracted the attention of many people.

There was unconcealed surprise in the eyes of these people, although everyone in the secret auction was wearing masks, but most of them knew about the people who opened their mouths before, and Wang Yi was completely unknown before, and they didn't know anything about him.

Now that an unknown person like Wang Yi actually called out the high price of 5,400 spirit stones, how could they not be surprised.

After Wang Yi shouted the high price of 5,400 spirit stones, the secret auction room suddenly became silent.

After sixty breaths, seeing that there was still no one to raise the price, the ghost-faced old man had to speak:

"Now the highest price is five thousand four hundred spirit stones, if no one increases the price, then this red flint stone that may give birth to red flow pulp will belong to the seventy-ninth Daoist. ”

"Now I'm counting down, three-two......"

The ghost-faced man's voice was powerful and tinged with a hint of regret, as if he felt sorry for a treasure like the red flint stone to fall into the hands of someone else.

And at this moment, a slightly provocative voice sounded in the quiet auction room.

"Since you don't open your mouths, then this son will join in the fun. ”

When everyone heard the sound, they saw a young man walking out of the eleventh room in the first row of the auction house.

The man was slender, wearing a set of crimson clothes, and painted slender and slender eyebrows, which looked very feminine, and there was a delicate-looking little Taoist boy waiting next to him.

Seeing this feminine man, many monks in the auction hall couldn't help but shrink their pupils, and it was at this time that the feminine man spoke again:

"I'll take 5,800 spirit stones out to play, do you think it's good Qingsong. ”

The voice was as light as before, and it seemed careless, as if he was talking about fifty-eight spirit stones instead of five thousand eight hundred spirit stones.

And when he said this, the feminine man's head was slightly evil, and he stretched out his slender and pale right hand and pinched Dao Tong Qingsong's cheek, as if asking Qingsong's opinion.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the seemingly gentle and doting movements of the feminine man have left purple-red marks on Daotong Qingsong's white and pure face.

And as the bearer of all this, although Qing Song was in terrible pain, his face was still full of happy smiles, as if he was enjoying the pampering of a feminine man.

Seeing that the price of red flint was rising again, a dark light flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, and after thinking a little, Wang Yi suppressed the impulse in his heart, did not open his mouth again, and fell silent.

It was at this time that the old witch ghost, who had not opened his mouth since getting the Spirit Snake Sword, spoke.

"It turns out that the musk boy is here, forgive the old man for being clumsy, since the son has spoken, then this piece of red flint will naturally belong to the son, I believe that the Taoist friends here are all with me the same idea. ”

Hearing the undisguised patting of a crystallization monk like the old ghost, the feminine man known as the musk boy couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, yes, you are very good, I will definitely praise you in front of my father when the time comes. ”

The feminine man's tone was very frivolous, and he didn't mean to take a monk like Wu Lao Ghost in his eyes at all.

However, although the feminine man's words were very frivolous, after hearing this, the old ghost not only did not get angry, but showed joy, and said again and again:

"Then the old man is here, thank you Musk Gongzi for saying a few kind words for me in front of Elder Ye, but in the future, Musk Gongzi will never give up. ”

Hearing Wu Lao Ghost's words, the feminine man's face couldn't help but smile even more, although he had a real monk behind him, but it was indeed a happy thing that he could have one more Crystallization Stage monk under his command to serve him.