"I'll give out a thousand high-grade spirit stones!" shouted a monk from the Dan period, looking at his appearance, he was not very well dressed.

"Cut!"

"Phew!"

"Poor ghost!"

Everyone understands the importance of this thing, so naturally they will not use thousands as a price.

"I'll give you 30,000 high-grade spirit stones!" someone shouted.

"Fifty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand!"

"One hundred thousand!"

Even without Dongfang Yun speaking, the people below have already raised the price to 100,000!

"I'm from the Southeast Wang family, bid 120,000!" a middle-aged monk stood up.

Everyone was stunned, this Southeast Wang family is a relatively large Xiuzhen family, and even compared with some small sects, it is not far behind.

"Hmph! What bullshit Wang family, I refining the Weapon Sect, bid 150,000!" A big man stood up, and his cultivation was also a Yuan Baby!

"Zhao Yunfei!, the ninth elder of the Refining Weapon Sect!" someone immediately recognized this person.

As we all know, the Refining Sect has a lot of money, and just helping others refine weapons and sell things every year makes a lot of money, and everyone does not doubt the strength of the Refining Sect at all.

"Iron Sword Gate, 200,000!" shouted a monk with a long sword on his back.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" shouted the Great Man of the Refining Weapon Sect.

"Three hundred thousand!" the people from the Iron Sword Gate also shouted.

At this time, the people below stopped talking, first, the financial resources of these two families are far from being comparable to their own small sects or small families, and second, the power of these two families, no one dares to offend.

"Tailing Sect, three hundred and twenty thousand!" a red-faced old man stood up and shouted.

"Huh?" Miao was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look, he hadn't seen this person, but he thought about it, he was also one of the elders of the sect, and his cultivation was also in the Yuan Infant Stage!

"I'm afraid he should have come early!" Miao didn't see thinking secretly in his heart.

After a stalemate of incense, this infant pill was collected by the red-faced old man of Tailing Sect at a price of 400,000 yuan.

Although this price is a little higher, but this kind of thing is also hard to find, and the current cultivation realm is almost impossible to refine the Infant Pill, and the materials for refining the Infant Pill are almost extinct.

So in the eyes of everyone, it's not a loss!

"The auction below is a remnant of immortal arts!" Dongfang Yun said with a smile.

"Immortal !!"

"It's an immortal art!"

"Although it is a remnant, it is also an immortal art!"

At this time, the bottom is completely boiling!

Many people stood up and waited for the auction.

Miao Bu pouted, the remnants of the immortal arts, it just sounded good, if there was really any powerful immortal art, the Lingbao Pavilion would definitely keep it by itself, and would not take it out and sell it!

Therefore, Miao can conclude that this so-called immortal remnant must not be a very good thing.

Sure enough, the next moment, Dongfang Yun opened his mouth and said: "This immortal art remnant is called the Spirit Gathering Technique, and if you cultivate this technique, you can have a certain chance of condensing the best spirit stone!"

"It's useless!" Miao said secretly in his heart.

But after all, it is a remnant of immortal arts, and the temptation to everyone is still very great, and even the people of the nine major sects are a little moved.

"The starting price of the immortal remnant, 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, each time the price increases, it must not be less than 10,000!" Dongfang Yun also understands that this immortal remnant is not an offensive immortal technique, and the value is much less, and because of this, it will be put up for auction.

"I'll pay 200,000!" the people from the Refining Weapon Sect made a bid.

"Three hundred thousand!" The red-faced old man of the Tailing Sect was not to be outdone.

"Four hundred thousand!" followed by the Refining Weapon Sect.

............

Next, other sects also bid one after another, and those small sects and small families couldn't afford to provoke them at all, so they had to watch.

In the end, the refining sect was rich and rich, and it was photographed with 700,000 high-grade spirit stones, and at this moment, the big man glanced at the others with some pride, looking arrogant.

"I only have one high-grade spirit stone, I only have so much, can you sell it to me?" said an old man who stood up, a little at a loss.

"Hahaha! Where did the old man come from, a poor ghost, what kind of garlic to pretend!" The big man of the Refining Weapon Sect laughed, as if he was very interested.

Miao didn't look at it coldly, and the moment he heard this voice, he looked back and saw an old man with an old face, standing up at this moment, a little shrunken.

Miao Bu's heart was shocked, this old man, he had seen it!

It was the old man in the dark forest at that time.

Before, Miao Bu knew very little about the cultivation realm, so he didn't understand how far the old man's cultivation had become, but after passing through the underground imperial mausoleum and the ancestor of the sect, Miao Bu gradually understood that even if he turned into a god and cultivated, he couldn't make a fire in the dark forest.

So at that time, Miao was sure that this old man must be the supreme existence above the gods!

Miao didn't see that in the current storage space, there was a painting given by the old man.

"The ............ in the painting" Miao did not see and pondered darkly.

Miao doesn't see it can be determined, this is the senior, it is for this immortal remnant, as for the big man of the refining sect, Miao doesn't see it, but if the old man is a little unhappy, the big man will die!

"Old thing, get out of here!Don't get in the way of the uncle's eyes!" The big man snorted coldly, since he was a member of the Refining Weapon Sect and a Yuanying cultivator, no one dared to reprimand him, after all, in this world, big fists are the truth.

"I really need it, but I only have one spirit stone!" the old man didn't care at all, but continued: "If you can sell it to me, I will be very grateful!

Miao didn't believe that this senior really only had one spirit stone, because his clothes were very tattered, the last time he saw it, and this time it was the same.

"Fuck off! Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you!" The big man didn't give up, and seemed to feel a sense of accomplishment in cleaning up such an old thing!

Miao didn't see a little pity at the big man, if after the senior said that sentence, the big man immediately sent out the immortal remnants, or sold them directly to the old man, I believe that the Refining Sect will definitely get the gratitude of the senior.

But now............ Miao can be sure that this big man is already a dead man!

"Ahem...... That old man, please don't disturb the auction scene!" Dongfang Yun said, he didn't want to provoke the Refining Sect, and he was also very disgusted by the old man's behavior, a piece of spirit stone to buy 700,000 things from other people, isn't this pure troublemaking?

After listening to this, the old man was silent for a while, and then sat down!

"Old thing!" the big man glared at the old man fiercely, and then continued to sit down and wait for the auction.

"There are fools every year, and there are a lot of them this year! There are still people who are in a hurry to die generously, amazing!" Miao said to himself.

"What?" Lan Lin next to him asked.

"It's nothing, just wait to watch the show!" Miao Bu smiled.

"Watching a play?" Lan Lin was a little puzzled.