Zhenyuan Shiquan Pill is an extremely famous elixir, as an earth immortal level elixir, its medicinal effect is among the best in all earth immortal levels, and at the same time, he is also a very sophisticated alchemy pill, it can be said that being able to refine the True Yuan Shiquan Dan is really considered to be a hall for an alchemist. The reason why the True Yuan Ten Perfection Pill has such a status depends entirely on its efficacy, below the immortal, if a pill is swallowed into the abdomen, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed instantly, as for the earth immortal level, as long as it is not the foundation of the Great Dao that is completely shattered and the vitality is shattered, it is just an injury caused by ordinary fighting methods, and if you take the pill, it will not take long to completely recover.

This kind of life-preserving artifact is not too much for any monk below the level of a celestial immortal, and alchemists who can refine such elixirs are very sought after by monks wherever they go. Such items are enough as the finale of the BOC auction, and the large-scale auction is not completely impossible, and there is no reason to fall into a small auction, Yang Yu looked at the confused faces under the auction table, and was depressed enough, these people don't know the preciousness of this treasure at all, how to buy the bidding money? I really don't understand what the auctioneer thinks, he just doesn't want to wait a little longer, wait for the medium-sized auction, and set such a low starting price, if he is really bought by someone with a few hundred catties of spiritual liquid, he won't cry to death?

However, what he didn't know was that in the private room upstairs, several immortals couldn't suppress their consternation, and stood up excitedly, staring at the pill deadly, for fear that he would disappear. Zhao Lingzhu also stared at this pill, not that he felt that this thing was precious, the pale osteitis effect from the Yanrui Beast was far greater than it, but Zhao Lingzhu felt a familiar feeling from this pill.

This is not an illusion, for people who don't understand the pill, the pill is the same except for the function, and the same kind of pill can't tell the difference, but Zhao Lingzhu is different, he accepted the inheritance of the Dandian, limited to cultivation to enter the realm, Zhao Lingzhu once cultivated the alchemy refiner to a good realm, if the medicinal materials are good enough, Zhao Lingzhu can completely refine the earth immortal level pill, and it is only one step away from refining the realm of the True Yuan Ten Perfect Pill. Who made the pill, for Zhao Lingzhu's realm, if the person who did the alchemy did not deliberately hide it, it was almost clear at a glance.

Of course, Zhao Lingzhu didn't know the people of alchemy, in fact, Zhao Lingzhu had seen very few alchemists, but Zhao Lingzhu was still keenly aware of the familiarity, closed his eyes, Zhao Lingzhu thought about it carefully, and suddenly thought of his experience in the mountains and forests of Yanshan, Zhao Lingzhu was once seriously injured by a demon beast, and had to take a "elixir" to save his life.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lingzhu is almost certain that even if the "elixir" he once took is not refined by this alchemist, it must have a great connection, although the elixir is not as precious as the True Yuan Ten Perfect Pill, but it is already a life-saving treasure for low-level monks, not to mention that it really saved Zhao Lingzhu's life, I didn't expect the world to be so coincidental, Zhao Lingzhu felt that it seemed necessary for him to meet this alchemist, and immediately thank him for saving his life, which can be regarded as Ji Haiyi's heart knot.

As for the auction, many monks who only had the realm of the Yuan Shen Purple Mansion didn't know the preciousness of the True Yuan Ten Perfection Pills at all, and under the cold scene, some monks finally reacted, as the last auction item of the auction, it would not be a defective product anyway, so they tried to increase the price:

"Fifty pounds of spiritual fluid." His voice woke up a lot of people who were imagining, including Zhao Lingzhu and immortals with serious expressions.

"Sixty pounds."

"Sixty-seven pounds!"

……

For a while, the auction house was in an uproar, but Yang Yu was still a little crying and laughing, he didn't expect that the dignified True Yuan Ten Perfect Pill would one day be snatched up by a group of monks who cultivated to the highest level of the Yuan Shen, and the price was not even one-tenth of its true value.

Gradually, the bid was close to a hundred, and most of the monks were already worried, not planning to spend a lot of spiritual liquid to buy back something that they didn't know what it did, and the scene returned to its original state, leaving the monk who made the last offer uneasy. Zhao Lingzhu knew that it was time for him to make a move, and Zhao Lingzhu planned to take a picture of the elixir and take this opportunity to inquire about the news of the alchemist.

However, just as Zhao Lingzhu opened his mouth. When he wanted to quote five hundred catties, another voice spoke, Zhao Lingzhu was very familiar, but it was not the Mingzhu immortal who he met yesterday who wanted to accept himself as an apprentice, and he directly offered a thousand catties, which Zhao Lingzhu did not have the price of all the spiritual liquid on his body. However, this was only the beginning, and soon, the voice of the Mingzhu Immortal seemed to have triggered some mechanism, and for a while, in the elegant room above the heads of many monks, many monks with extraordinary identities and transcendent strength were unwilling to be lonely, and they offered quotations one after another.

"Fifteen hundred pounds!"

"Eighteen hundred pounds!"

"Two thousand three hundred pounds!"

……

In the blink of an eye, with all the low-level monks stunned, the pill had already sold for a sky-high price of three thousand catties! However, this is not the end of the story.

"In Xia Huiyang, it is a monk of the Yellow Grass Garden, I hope you don't have a face for my Yellow Grass Garden, thank you. Four thousand catties of spiritual liquid! "Finally, I couldn't bear it, and took out the power behind me to suppress people, Huangcao Garden is the largest pill shop in Lizhan, where the alchemist will of course be very interested in high-grade pills.

However, this monk's wishful thinking will definitely be knocked out of the air, they are all cultivators, and that one will take care of so much, this is not:

"The Yellow Grass Garden is amazing, but I'm not afraid, if you have the ability, you will have to increase the price, if you don't have the ability, your face is not worth half a spirit stone! Four thousand five hundred pounds! ”

"That's it, the poor road is not afraid, five thousand and one hundred pounds!"

…… The argument was endless, but Zhao Lingzhu had been thinking about what to do, and suddenly a cool voice sounded: "You fellow Daoists don't sell face in Huangcao Garden, but you should give me Maoyuan a face, seven thousand catties of spiritual liquid, if you don't give it, hehe......"

There was a strange laugh, and the many monks who laughed had a chill down their backs, but the Maoyuan Immortal was also a ruthless character, and his cultivation was at the level of an earth immortal, but his strength was amazing, and his fighting method was the most fierce. It's a pity that he is not the one who has the last laugh, and he always passes by Jiang Qianglong.

"Poor Dao, but I don't believe that anyone dares to do anything in Lizhan, eight thousand catties of spiritual liquid!" The cold voice is poetry? The immortal said, not minding Monk Maoyuan's words at all.

"You! …… Okay, well, you'd better take it with you for the rest of your life, otherwise Poor Dao will definitely go to ask for advice. "Maoyuan Immortal was furious, but he was shy in his pocket, and he wanted to snatch but he didn't have the strength to do so, so he could only put down his cruel words, but he planned in his heart that if the monk left the stack, he would definitely catch up, as for the action in the stack, although he was frivolous, but he hadn't lived enough, and if he wanted to live, he still had to know a little bit of proportion.

In the end, the True Yuan Shiquan Dan is still a poem? Photographed, a storm seems to be over, but it is just brewing a storm.

Zhao Lingzhu was not interested in the battle of the immortals, he was trying to figure out how to find the alchemist, the auction house has its own rules, and Zhao Lingzhu was not easy to inquire, so he was about to give up and go to collect the auction proceeds, and Zhao Lingzhu, who was paying the fee, suddenly saw the auctioneer Yang Yu respectfully guiding an old man, Zhao Lingzhu's heart moved, and he came up.