There are thousands of people in the world, and there are thousands of hearts, how can they all be the same?

Whether it is flattery or deliberate to curry favor with a squirrel, this kind of behavior is certainly a bit shameful, but this is human nature and a way of survival. This is true not only of men, but of all intelligent races.

Whether in the secular world or in the cultivation world. Reach out and don't hit the smiling person, this is the most reasonable. Everyone loves to hear good words, after all, martial artists are also people.

Just like Mr. Wuda, he was no exception, hearing the surging sycophants in the hall. Even if you know that most of the words are scenes, it is as unrealistic as a fart. But in my heart, I felt uncomfortable.

Especially when I heard the words of a few sycophant wizards, I felt that my whole image was plump and tall. Looked at a few people without a trace.

I can't help nodding secretly, look, gags, observing words and colors, being tactful, driving the atmosphere, and picking up stubbles have their own uniqueness, few people can match, this is all talent!

Thousands of thoughts, but in a blink of an eye. The auctioneer bowed and looked ahead with a smile on his face, and the scattered cultivator shouted fiercely. The kind words in the ears are like a wave, almost overwhelming.

Glancing casually at the back of the hall, the smile on his face remained undiminished, but there was a chill in his eyes. In a blink of an eye, he glanced back and forth at the audience, and shook his hands forward: "Hehe, Wu Mou's duty this time, you have praised it falsely, since this Buddha fat matter is clear, it is better to start bidding as soon as possible." ，”

Turning around and clasping his fists at several great grandmasters: "A few seniors, you must be impatient! Please take a seat, the auction will continue soon." ”

"Hehe, what Wu Xianfeng said is very true, the old man is eager to wear it. Shui Lingyun immediately returned the salute with his fists, and several old antiques also responded with fists. As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards his seats.

"Amitabha. Monk Lichen clasped his hands together and his face was full of compassion.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Yun Zhendao shook the dust with a smile on his face.

After the Buddha and the Taoist finished saluting the auctioneer, they actually looked at each other and smiled, nodding slightly. The former rolled up his sleeves, the latter dusted off.

Walking towards the Innate Region together, the harmony on their faces disappeared. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, it was menacing, and they went straight to the fat dragon and thin tiger to kill, and the latter's eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The martial genius didn't bother to pay attention to the private competition of these sycophant wizards, but it was just a bald man scolding the monk, and no one was the same.

In a blink of an eye, he nodded at Wu Yonghua, who understood, picked up the tray and strode away.

After a while, when a few people returned to their original positions and sat down, Wu Shentian smiled unabated, and walked to the front of the stage, followed by Ren Hongyuan with a tray.

Glancing back and forth: "Ladies and gentlemen, due to many reasons, the auction has been suspended, at this time, the matter of Buddha fat has been finalized, and the auction continues." ”

Pointing to the tray: "A small jar of Buddha fat has been divided into twenty parts, and the reserve price of this auction has been adjusted." This thing is considered a treasure, and it is a thousand years old, which is extremely rare. The auction house is new again, and it is as much a reward as before. The low prices of the lots are extremely low. ”

A smile appeared on his face: "The base price of a jar of Buddha fat was only ten old medicines before, but at this time, it is divided into twenty parts, and the reserve price of each part is twenty elixirs." ”

"Whoa!" Hearing such a reserve price, the hall suddenly felt like a nest had exploded. As said, the Buddha fat is so miraculous, and the soul is transparent when it smells, making it easier for martial artists to break through the threshold and step into the innate world.

How many warriors are stuck at this threshold and cannot enter, and eventually grow old, but Buddha fat can help them, and it can be said that the value of this treasure is immeasurable. Such a low floor price is unbelievable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet. Taking everyone's expressions into his eyes, Martial God Tian pressed his hands forward. Soon, the hall fell silent. The words rang out: "Hehe, I heard you right, and you don't need to be surprised."

It's so cheap, of course, this is the first auction house to open, and the reserve price in the future is unimaginable. Therefore, Wu has always said that the person who came here today is a great opportunity, and it is definitely worth the trip. ”

Scanning the audience back and forth, he saw the expressions in everyone's eyes clearly, smiled and nodded: "Everyone, Buddha fat is a treasure, only when you clap your hands can you feel at ease, presumably some friends can't wait, right? ”

Pointing to the glass bottle on the tray: "The first Buddha fat, the reserve price is twenty elixirs." Each increase in price is not less than five elixirs. The auction begins. ”

As soon as the words fell, "Thirty elixirs." "Someone in the innate area held up the number plate. The sound was like a hornet's nest.

Hearing that someone took the lead in shouting the price, it was the right one to compete for the Buddha fat. Not to be left behind, this person's license plate has not been put down, and the sound of bidding is pouring in. Suddenly, the prelude to the teaching competition began.

"Forty elixirs. "This is an elder of a small family, holding up the number plate and yelling, regardless of whether he is an innate martial artist or not, Buddha fat is related to the rise and fall of the family, and he has to fight.

"Fifty elixirs. Before the words fell, someone raised a sign and shouted, seeing that he had no sect or family crest on his body, and he was actually a loose martial artist. Looking at the fanaticism on his face, he also wants to join in the fun.

Even if you can't bid it, you have the capital to brag about it when you participate in the auction. The companion next to him is holding a mobile phone to take a camera, which should not be missed. Besides, there are so many people that the bidding will be more violent!

"Eighty elixirs. A sect elder held up the number plate and directly lifted thirty elixirs upward, his face full of ambition. The Shuilingmen where it is located has been inherited for thousands of years, and the heritage is profound.

One hundred elixirs......

......

However, in just a few breaths, the first bottle of Buddha fat was lifted to a hundred elixirs, and the momentum was unimaginable. Before someone finished speaking, the number plate in someone's hand was raised high. The sound of bidding in the hall was incessant, and there was almost no interval in between.

It can't be blamed on many martial artists, Buddha fat is the treasure of the entire sect. When a warrior gets stuck in a bottleneck, light the fuel lamp to purify the mind, and the chance of crossing the threshold will be greatly increased.

Regardless of other realms, let's just say that innate, that is, the realm of grandmasters. The most important thing for a monk is how long he can live. The lifespan of a martial artist below the Grandmaster realm is about two hundred years. And when he stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, his body was transformed, but he was able to live for five hundred years.

But to step into the grandmaster, you need to cross the threshold of 'nourishing the soul and understanding the heart', how many cultivators in the world are stuck here, and with the passage of time, their own qi and blood decay, and in the end, they can only leave unwillingly.

Just like the hundreds of thousands of martial artists in Huaxia, including those who are hidden in the world, the number of monks who have stepped into the realm of the Cultivation Sect Master is no more than three thousand, less than one percent.

Not everyone has stepped into the realm of grandmasters, and the family sect is no exception. After all, there are not many natural treasures that can nourish and strengthen the soul, and there are limitations. It's still like this, there are still more monks and less porridge.

Nowadays, when encountering such a rare treasure as Buddha fat, its effect can be described as against the sky, and there is not much limit, not to mention that it is the treasure of blessing the entire sect, and no one present is willing to give up.

At this time, the competition is fierce, and it can be said that it is unbearable to look at it directly. Whether it is a small family or a big family, from time to time they also jump out of a casual practice.

It doesn't matter if it's congenital or congenital. When encountering this kind of heavy treasure, I can't let it go, no one refuses to admit defeat, no one wants to miss it, and the fight is red-faced and red-eared, smeared and flying.

In particular, Monk Lichen and Daoist Yun Zhen roared like thunder, resounding throughout the hall. Dao Ye said that it was for the sake of the sect to fight and compete. Even if it's bohemian, that's understandable.

But the Buddha's behavior is a bit intriguing. If you want to say that you are deliberately making an oil tray, you and the two junior brothers are bare-chested and breast-exposed, shirtless, and roaring like thunder, anyone can see it.

But it's too wasteful for three bald donkeys to consume Buddha fat, not to mention that you don't have to worry about it when you join the auction house. Then why do you want to actively bid for Buddha fat? Everyone couldn't figure it out, but the number plate kept being raised.

In just a few dozen breaths, the Buddha fat was called to more than two hundred elixirs. At this time, the scattered cultivators present became the people who ate melons, and the exclamations that came out of their mouths from time to time could be regarded as adding color to the auction.

In addition to the scattered cultivation forces, the family sects account for half, nearly fifty forces, which can be said to be your singing and my appearance. There are forces behind them, they all have backgrounds, who is afraid of whom in front of the heavy treasure?

Seeing everyone giving face like this, the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic, shouting like a tide, the number plate was like a wave, and there were quite a lot of waves crashing on the shore.

I heard the number of elixirs in my ears swishing upward, which was less than two hundred. General Manager Wu Yonghua smiled from ear to ear. He also whispered 'it's gone', and Li Xuelin next to her was also smiling. The two looked at each other and smiled, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident. Without him, just because the Buddha fat in the ring has a big pot.

The auctioneer looked at the many warriors in front of him, fighting for a red face and a thick neck, listening to the shouts of the crowd, he was embarrassed in his heart.

As the price of the lot continues to rise, many warriors of the small family sect may be distressed by the elixir. Or maybe there are still a lot of Buddha fat, and I have a fluke mentality. Wait for the auction to be low before bidding. The flags died down, and the number of people who shouted the price and raised the sign suddenly decreased by more than half.

But he didn't notice the disdain in the eyes of the innate martial artist, and he didn't see the auctioneer shaking his head gently, everyone wanted the opportunity.

The number of people fighting has decreased by half, but the competition is more intense. The price of the innate martial artist is not lower than twenty plants, and there are not a few thirty or forty elixirs. It's really rich.

In just three or two minutes, the base price of Buddha fat has increased dozens of times, and it has been raised to a particularly gratifying price, but there are very few bidding sounds.

"Six thousand-year-old medicines, the old way is fighting with you, who dares to rob the old man. At that moment, a roar resounded throughout the hall. This tone is very familiar, who else could it be if it wasn't Yun Zhen Dao Chief?

The battle in the auction hall was fierce, and in the end, only the innate martial artists were left to fight. The auctioneer can't interject, even if he doesn't need to liven up the atmosphere, he always has to glance around at the warrior who is holding up a sign and shouting the price, and nod at him with a smile to show that he sees it, which is also a kind of respect.

At this time, Martial God Tian looked sideways at the Innate Martial Artist area slightly, and saw that Yun Zhendao Long Jump would come out to bid, that posture was really amazing, and he couldn't help but twitch his face, and said in his heart, 'Why don't you go to heaven'!