There are nearly half a hundred families in the auction hall, although the small family sect is slightly insufficient, but at least it has been inherited for hundreds of years, and no one knows what it is, in short, it cannot be underestimated.

What a treasure the leaves of the soul nourishing tree are, no one wants to miss them, and they are unwilling to give up easily. One person did not breathe a sigh of relief after bidding, and several people immediately followed, which can be described as extremely fierce competition.

Seeing this, several great grandmasters shouted a few rounds in person, and they felt quite boring, and they were all handed over to the disciples and juniors to shout and bid for the competition.

Monk Lichen is an exception, there are two juniors and disciples to help cheer, and the unique echo of the three can be said to be better than the blue. The fat dragon and the thin tiger grinned when he heard this, and he only hated that there were only two of them on his side, otherwise, he would definitely pull the three monks to play a posture.

Yun Zhen Dao Chang was ordered by his uncle to raise his cards to bid. But every time the Taoist chief shouted the price, it would cause Tianshuimen to worship the elders and Zhengyi Zhao to follow, and there was a hidden tendency to compete with each other.

How can a Taoist leader show weakness in front of his opponents? When the bidding price is raised, it can be said that the roar is like thunder, and the spit flies. The dust in his hand was thrown around, as if he wanted to sweep these two goods to death. Squinted at these two defeated generals, their eyes showed disdain, and their faces were so unhappy.

Dao Ye roared loudly, and there was a dust whisk in his hand to cheer, and the momentum was very amazing. Tianshuimen had nothing to throw in the elder's hands, and looked at the hateful bull-nosed Yun Zhen villain, so he had to stare dryly.

However, Xiang Xiang Lao had nothing to shake, but Zheng Yi Zhao was very unconvinced, and when bidding, the dust in his hand was also thrown wildly, looking at Yun Zhen Lao Dao's eyes full of disdain, as if he was ridiculing 'You have me, you can also shake me, you can also shake me.' Hugh is rampant'.

How could Dao Elder Yunzhen be afraid of some challenges? While bidding, the dust in his hands danced, and the two Dao Masters actually came to fight in the dust.

It's a pity that the quality of the dust whisk on Zhao Xianfeng's hand is a little poor, and he didn't fight with Yun Zhen Dao Chang for long, and it was scattered in a frenzy, and it was a coincidence that all the deer hair was thrown on the face of his senior brother Chen Xianfeng, and in the latter's earth-shattering 'I noise', he was helplessly defeated.

Yun Zhen saw that the enemy was defeated, and he couldn't help but be proud, and laughed wildly. This guy is really a dead pig, remember to eat or not, he was held down and couldn't move before, and now he has forgotten the truth of happiness and sadness. Fortunately, he didn't have a mouthful, otherwise he would have been pressed in the center of the table.

Everyone present enthusiastically bid, and there was only one leaf of the soul tree, and the fight was fierce. No one is convinced, and the shouting can be described as wave after wave.

Whenever someone bids and bids, the auctioneer looks at the person holding the sign, nods and smiles, indicating that he has seen it. It's just that no one wants to let go of the soul leaves, the competition is fierce, there are too many people shouting, and the auctioneer is like a marionette, constantly turning his head back and forth, and turning quite fast.

Seeing this scene, the male waiter Yu Linghu was overjoyed and grinned, but he didn't feel proud for long, and the corner of Boss Wu's vicious eyes swept over, and he was still full of threats, are you not afraid of beating a single?

Yu Linghu struck a spirit, the smile on his face instantly converged, his mouth closed, and his eyes did not squint, as if he had changed people. It's just that the corner of his eye is a glimpse of Ren Hongyuan.

Every time everyone raises the price, it is an old medicine, and one person's license plate is not raised, and the sound of one person's bidding sounds, which can be said to be your singing and my debut.

The number of elixirs rose rapidly, but in just three or two minutes, it broke through to 100 old medicines, and the bottom price of soul tree leaves more than tripled. However, it is only a hundred old medicines, but it cannot be regarded as a treasure medicine.

After all, the aura in this world is thin, and as long as ordinary medicinal materials such as ginseng do not die halfway, the full jiazi can be turned into an elixir, and it is not difficult to become a thousand-year-old medicine, just grow for a thousand years.

For casual cultivation, an elixir is incomparably precious, and one can work hard for it. For these family sects, the elixir is really nothing. The predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, this is the background.

Although the thousand-year-old medicine is precious, these families and sects have medicine fields, and after a long time, there is no shortage of them, even a lot.

However, the treasure medicine is different, three thousand years is a threshold for the elixir, and it has become a rare treasure since it was carried in the past, and the treasure medicine also came from this. If you can't bear it, then you will only wither and die.

In this place where the aura is thin, even in the small world of the secret realm, the thousand-year-old medicine wants to break through its own shackles and turn into a rare medicine. It can be described as a thousand difficulties, the odds are too slim, and it depends on chance.

Even if it is a hundred old medicines, the momentum of everyone's price shouting is still very strong, and even those small family sects have also made a lot of money.

Seeing that many people's faces were full of pain, their hands holding the number plate were a little trembling. It can be said that it is out of the way. Boss Wu was amused in his heart,

The thoughts in my heart, but the movements are non-stop, still smiling, constantly turning to the side, and frequently bowing to the person holding the sign.

"One hundred and zero old medicines, I see who dares to rob Dao Ye. "A familiar voice, a familiar tone, isn't it Yun Zhen Dao Chang or who is it?

Lao Dao held the number plate high with his right hand, spitting and flying, turning his head to look around, his face was full of pig brothers, and his left hand was dusty, quite a hooligan momentum.

This guy was born with a two-hundred-and-five, and it seems that he is about to start speaking again. The long eyelids of the Qingling Dao who closed his eyes and recuperated his mind were raised, please cough, squint at this fang, as if to say, don't play the side ball. Seeing this, Yun Zhen Lao Dao's face was smug and his neck shrank.

"One hundred and six old medicines. Haha, coward. Seeing this scene, Zhao did not forget to ridicule and laugh at the bidding voice.

The quality of this dust whisk was not good before, and it fell apart when it was shaken, but at this time, there was dust in his hand again, and he threw it around, looking at someone, with contempt on his face. It seems to be provoking, dare to fight?

Looking at Chen Xian beside him, the dust in his hand is a light rod, and the habitual swinging is like waving a clown stick, which is nondescript. However, looking at Yun Zhen's fang, his face was also full of provocation.

is the so-called father and son soldiers, fighting tigers and brothers. Chen and Zhao are enshrined in the same school. At this time, when I met Yun Zhen Lao Dao, this tiger was the most rampant, and he had to deal with it together.

"Amitabha, one hundred and seven old medicines. The dust monk clasped his hands together, and next to him he shouted bidding, and Liyuan held up the number plate.

After the master finished reciting the Buddha's name, he looked at Daoist Yunzhen: "Daoist, there are only more than 100 old medicines, which are far from the true value of this treasure. Soul tree leaves can wait for treasures, how can you be bluffed by you again?"

"One hundred and eight old medicines, yes, the master said very well. Xiang Elder held up the number plate, and did not forget to smile at the dust.

Blink of an eye at Yun Zhen, his mouth trembled, and the sonic boom hall: "Old Dao, don't say that you are a hooligan again, even if you strip naked on the spot." In addition to watching jokes, I kept bidding. ”

"One hundred and nine old medicines. What Brother Xiang said is good, as the saying goes, eat a trench and grow a wisdom. Luo Yan sent the high hall master to bid loudly, he was close friends with the old man, and he did not forget to praise his old friend.

"One hundred and ten old medicines, things are repeated over and over again. "Feng Wuchen, who can't hold back a fart for a long time, is also a lot of fun.

"One hundred and eleven old medicines. That is, how can you let this guy come and beat him again. ”

"One hundred and twelve old medicines, Brother Wang said......"

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Yun Zhendao's coaxing sentence 'I see who dares to rob me' can be said to have provoked public anger. Suddenly, it aroused the indignation of everyone, and the old things were brought up again, and they attacked this guy in groups.

However, everyone mainly bids for the soul tree leaves, and ridicules and accuses Yun Zhen of this fang as just incidental, even so, it is still a tide of shouting, no matter how powerful Yun Zhendao's mouth is, he always says that there are no more than dozens of mouths, and he knows that everyone is angry, so he shrinks his neck and is silent.

Seeing this scene, the auctioneer nodded around, and sighed in his heart, no matter how time changes, everyone in the world is changing, but you are the same, you are still the dead pig floating in the clouds.

Listening to the rapid increase in the number of elixirs in my ears, it soon reached one hundred and fifty old elixirs, which was the estimated transaction price of the soul-nourishing leaves.

Seeing that the momentum of everyone's shouting is still fierce, you don't need to think about it to know that the final transaction price of the soul nourishing leaf must have doubled like Buddha fat.

Manager Wu and Director Li, who were sitting on the right side, were smiling, they didn't expect this soul-nourishing leaf to be so valuable, looking at this posture, it was stronger than Buddha fat, and it seemed that it was a good way to live an elixir.

The hundreds of scattered martial artists present heard how many old medicines. I can't help but think about myself, I don't want to be constrained by Lingwu, and the family sect doesn't want to accept it. The bag was shy, and several elixirs were offered as treasures, and looking at the group of big guys in front of him, he suddenly felt sad.

Looking at the auctioneer on the stage, he still nodded around, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. No matter how much elixir there is, it is like nothing.

couldn't help but be amazed, and sighed in my heart, the forces behind it are really huge, and there is great power as a master, and I have seen a big scene. Thinking of the auction house recruiting people, the eyes of many casual cultivators were hot.

It is true that Boss Wu is very wealthy, and hundreds of thousands of old medicines are not a dime. I really don't feel anything.

Of course, it can't be said that there is no feeling at all, someone feels that these sect families in front of them are really rich and have a really deep heritage.

And they all have the potential to be outlaws. Before, the Buddha fat was divided into twenty parts, but nothing could be seen, but now it is undoubtedly revealed.

In addition to those family sects with a slightly shallow background, more than a dozen forces that have been inherited for thousands of years, and more than 100 old medicines shouted out without frowning, roaring like thunder, full of confidence, which shows that the financial resources are abundant.

As many forces competed for bidding, soon, the soul tree leaves were lifted to two hundred old medicines. And when it comes to this. Nearly 30 small families are not enough. Two hundred old strains is the limit.

If it continues, I am afraid that it will hurt the foundation of the family, and the leaders of the various forces are not the ones who are short-sighted, and they all sigh and withdraw from the battle circle.

They also knew in their hearts that there was a sect like Longyunmen that had been inherited for thousands of years here, and the chance of getting the soul tree leaves was slim.

In any case, participating in the auction was considered to be reluctant, and the flag died down, becoming an audience like many loose cultivators, and the remaining dozen or so people in the audience roared and fought fiercely.

The small family sect withdrew from the battle group, and the number of people was reduced by twenty or thirty, and there were only a dozen people left, and these dozen or so forces were at least inherited for thousands of years. The heritage is particularly profound, and hundreds of old medicines are not a problem. Instead of falling, the auction atmosphere became more enthusiastic.