Yang Xingling saw that the ink-colored necklace had been auctioned, and his heart was also relieved, after all, if the auction was lost, the reputation of the auction house would also be affected. She smiled, placed the last tray in front of the table, and slowly lifted the veil that covered the object, revealing a milky white plant with five leaves.

Yang Xingling said: "Everyone, here is the finale of this auction - Shenyuan Grass!"

When everyone heard this, they all gasped, you know, this Shenyuan grass can only be found in the elf forest, and since the ancient battle, the elves no longer step out of the elf forest, nor do they allow creatures they do not approve of to enter the elf forest, and this Shenyuan grass is a precious thing in the elf clan. It can conceive souls and repair wounds, which can basically be said to be living and dead, flesh and bones, extremely precious and rare. There is a legend recorded in the ancient books that there was a supreme Dan Master who used this Shenyuan Grass to refine an elixir, and he actually saved a dying Saint Seiya, and it was intact as before.

Yang Xingling smiled and said: "Looking at everyone's expressions, everyone must know this Shenyuan Grass, then I won't sell Guanzi, this Shenyuan Grass only exchanges pills and martial arts." ”

Lin Ying was stunned: "What a big stroke, you can actually get the Shenyuan grass, it is estimated that this kind of divine object is only possible in the palace." ”

In the auction hall, everyone fell into a frenzy, and one after another martial arts were thrown to Yang Xingling on the auction table as if they didn't need money, Mo Yuhan pondered: "If you can get this Shenyuan Grass in your hands, Zhou Neng's injuries should be half of it." Licking the corners of his mouth, he said in his heart: "I'm not in a hurry, anyway, there are a lot of martial arts left by Bai Lao, although there are not many high-level martial arts, but it shouldn't be a big problem to replace this Shenyuan grass." ”

In the private room, Xiao Ming asked, "Young Master, do we need this Shenyuan Grass?"

Lin Ying shook his head and said: "There's no need, this thing is too precious, if I take a picture, it won't take long for the people in the royal family to get the news, I'm afraid it won't be long before they have to give it away, and it will be a waste to make a wedding dress for others, so it's better to keep the martial arts to cultivate talents." ”

At this time, everyone in the auction hall had gradually calmed down, and the price of this Shenyuan Grass had also been raised to an emperor-level upper-level martial art, Mo Yuhan was speechless, and said in his heart: "There are not many emperor-level martial arts left by Bai Lao, and there don't seem to be emperor-level ones, so it's a bloody cost." ”

"An emperor-level upper-level martial art once!"

"An emperor-level upper-level martial art twice!"

"A ......"

"One Emperor-level upper-level martial art plus one Emperor-level lower-level martial art. Mo Yuhan shouted, and as he spoke, he threw the two martial arts books to Yang Xingling.

Everyone looked at him and thought in their hearts: "This is not the young master of any family, otherwise how could there be such a thick belongings." Thinking like this, I was a little jealous in my heart.

Seeing Mo Yuhan's price increase, the person who quoted just now gritted his teeth, threw out a scroll again, and said, "I also add a book of emperor-level lower-level martial arts, and I hope to choose one." ”

Mo Yuhan raised his eyebrows, grinned, threw out a small porcelain bottle, and said, "I'll add another medium-grade high-grade elixir, Yunling Pill!"

The man gasped and sat down helplessly, apparently having given up on the fight.

Just when Mo Yuhan thought that he had won a big victory, an indifferent voice sounded: "Two emperor-level upper-level martial arts!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the auction hall, you know, although there are five grades of martial arts, but basically god-level martial arts only exist in ancient times, and the people who can create emperor-level martial arts are all people of great wisdom and bravery, so the emperor-level martial arts are extremely precious, and they are generally only available among some people, and most of them are heirlooms.

Mo Yuhan frowned, the secret way is not good, after all, when it comes to the level of emperor-level martial arts, although it is only the upper and lower levels, the gap can be described as a world of difference, although there are indeed royal-level upper-level martial arts in Bai Lao's ring, but the only thing left is the book "Tianyu Step", and there are only seven emperor-level martial arts Bai Lao in total, if the price is increased again, Mo Yuhan is also a little distressed.

Yang Xingling looked at Mo Yuhan and asked, "But there are still people who want to increase the price?"

Mo Yuhan gritted his teeth, threw out a book of martial arts and a small porcelain bottle, and said, "I'll add another emperor-level lower-level martial art and a medium-grade high-grade spirit pill, please choose!"

Yang Xingling's heart moved, you must know that the production of this spirit pill and Yun Ling Pill is also extremely complicated, and the preciousness naturally goes without saying, and it is quite difficult for a while, at this time, Yang Lin appeared at the entrance, his mouth opened and closed, and Yang Xingling said: "Choose those three martial arts and two pills." ”

Yang Xingling nodded, cleared his throat, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the No. 42 VIP, the successful auction of Shenyuan Grass, this auction is over, welcome to come next time!"

Mo Yuhan covered his heart, feeling a little distressed, these are three emperor-level martial arts! This should be placed in an ordinary person's home, and in less than thirty years, there will be another wealthy family in the Yuexi Kingdom. Just when he was distressed, a maid came over, bent down and said respectfully, "Please follow me to pick up the objects." ”

Mo Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and followed the maid into the other side of the auction hall, and came to a reception room, where Yang Lin was already waiting, Mo Yuhan said: "It seems that I still need to give you 500,000 gold coins." ”

Yang Lin said with a smile: "No need, the things you traded with us this time are very valuable, we should give you some discounts, you only need to put away the things that belong to you first." As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a row of waiters walked in with trays and a waiter pulling a cage.

Mo Yuhan nodded, put the thing into the space ring, and said, "Thank you, please release this catwoman." ”

Yang Lin was still smiling, motioned to the attendant to open the cage, and said, "This catwoman is restless, leave the rest to your Excellency, if you want to leave, just talk to the attendant at the door." With that, he left the room with the man.

Mo Yuhan looked at the catwoman who was in the corner of the wall after seeing the cage, felt pity in his heart, stepped forward, and said softly: "Open your eyes and show me." ”

Catwoman opened her eyes tremblingly and looked at Mo Yuhan, her blood-red eyes revealed ominousness, Mo Yuhan sighed and said, "You are also pitiful." As he spoke, he took out a set of clothes from the spatial ring and draped them over Catwoman.

Seeing that Catwoman was still a little scared, Mo Yuhan couldn't help but have a headache, and didn't bother to say anything, so he directly picked her up and scared her: "If you are naughty, don't blame me for throwing you into the slave market." He knew that the slave market was not only for the demons, but also for the orcs, and that the slave market for the orcs was more like purgatory on earth than for the demons.

Catwoman was bluffed and beaten, and she didn't dare to struggle, so she could only hold Mo Yuhan's clothes and shrink into his arms.