Yun Zhen's fang was surrendered and looked at it for a long time, and it was only a few dozen breaths. The dignified Jianghu undefeated 'Tongue King', the bullish Yun Zhen Daoist was pressed on the table by his uncle, and finally surrendered in front of everyone, and suddenly, there was a noise in the hall.

There are also many warriors who hold mobile phones to take pictures of the whole process, filming this scene from beginning to end, looking at this appearance, it won't be long before the news that the Taoist chief was submitted to the table will be rumored.

Yun Zhendao got up and tidied up his robe, shook the dust, and looked at the people in front of him, and looked like he was making a fuss.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, my chin raised, and my face was full of pride. Ignore it, just let everyone fart indiscriminately, and walk straight towards the fat dragon and thin tiger.

Seeing that Niu Nose Yun Zhen was chasing the flying leather shoes, the dust monk is a master, and he is the most trustworthy, how can he forget the right thing?

Scanning the many warriors, the voice echoed through the hall: "Donors, how can a little thing be more important than a lot? When the poor monk is done, the soul tree leaves will soon start bidding. ”

Seeing that everyone glanced over, he turned to look at the old man and said, "Donor, are you ready?" The poor monk is about to start, don't be careless, be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship." ”

"Thank you Master for the warning, just let the horse come. The old man arched his hand towards the dust. The smile on his face converged and became serious.

"Offended. As soon as the words fell, Monk Lichen's mouth trembled. Still just a few breaths, the gray-black monk's stick fell towards the old man.

Before he could reach his body, the leaves of the Soul Cultivation Tree flickered, and the soul attack that had been weakened a lot by the Dust Monk instantly collapsed. It is conceivable that the old man was waiting for him, but he didn't feel the slightest difference.

His eyes showed doubts, and then he understood, looked at the soul tree leaves in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "This treasure is really miraculous, not to mention nourishing the soul, resisting the soul attack is the most mysterious, and it is rare in the world."

It's a pity that the kid doesn't have a fart, otherwise he will have to fight for bankruptcy. Don't miss out on getting this treasure. With emotion, he reluctantly put the soul leaves into the sandalwood box.

"Amitabha Buddha 1" The dust monk saluted with one hand, and turned his eyes to look at Martial God Tian: "Boss, fortunately, I am not dishonored, the miraculous effect of the soul tree leaves can be said to be obvious to all, it is really a rare treasure in the world!"

"Hehe, hard work for the two masters. "Martial God Heaven took a few steps forward, arched his hand towards the dust monk, and arched his hand towards the Yunzhen Dao who came to the stage.

Looking at the paleness of Lao Dao's face, he was tossed a lot today, and the martial boss who has always only been in and out of the martial arts has an extremely rare conscience discovery.

The monk and the Taoist priest smiled and said: "Hehe, the two masters are tired, and when the auction is over, the auction house will have a small gift to thank you." ”

"Amitabha, thank you. Monk Lichen folded his hands and smiled all over his face, and his boss couldn't refuse the reward.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. More martial arts offerings. Yun Zhendao shook the dust for a long time, twisted three strands of long hair in his hand, and his face was as it should be. I'm tired and half-dead today, and I almost burped, so I should take some light gifts to suppress the shock.

Boss Wu nodded, glanced at the ten people on the stage, and the smile on his face did not decrease: "Well, you also have a share, and then a small gift will be served." ”

Shui Lingyun stroked his long hair, waved his hand at the auctioneer, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Wu is polite, it's just a gesture." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Qingling Dao Chang shook the dust, with a smile on his face: "Yes, speaking of which, we still take advantage." ”

There are rivers and lakes with a very loud name, but it is not very good, Yun Zhendao is always playing treasures. I haven't seen Qingling Dao Chang smile in the whole auction, and he has always kept a straight face, shrinking his head and not speaking. At this time, Yun Zhen was subdued, and a smile finally bloomed on his face.

After the Qingling Dao Elder finished speaking, the old antiques of several great grandmasters also nodded in agreement, all of them were polite and polite, there was no need to be like this.

Several innate martial artists are not as heroic as their predecessors, they are all silent, which can be regarded as accepting, and it is stupid behavior not to take advantage of it.

Martial God Tian pretended to be displeased and said, "Yay." It's just a small courtesy. Isn't it that a few seniors can't look down on the new auction house?"

When it came to this, Shui Lingyun and the others had no choice but to give up.

"Hehe, that's right!" Martial God Tian smiled and nodded. Then he said, "Please take your seats, and then continue the auction." ”

Hearing this, everyone on the stage turned straight and did not delay, bowed their hands to the auctioneer in response, and turned around and walked off the stage quickly. The monk handed the sandalwood box to his boss, and also walked off the stage with a roar, this guy is tall and long-legged, and he runs faster than anyone else.

After a few breaths, there were only Martial God Heaven and Jade Linghu left on the auction table. After waiting for a moment, I saw a dozen people return to their seats and sit down.

Martial God Tian glanced back and forth at everyone, shook one hand forward, and the voice resounded through the hall: "Everyone, you must have seen and heard it, the miraculous effect of the soul-nourishing leaves is obvious to all.

As Wu said before, this thing is the most rare. It is a strange treasure, not to mention that it is unique in the world, but it is not far away. Who is lucky enough to shoot this treasure, inherently, the soul attack of the martial artist of the liquid pill realm is like nothing, and even the Yun Dan realm is extremely resistant. ”

The eyes of everyone without a trace, and the words did not stop: "Everyone, when you encounter this treasure, you must not miss the opportunity, and you will never come again." ”

Shaking the sandalwood box in his hand, he glanced at the audience: "Everyone here, the reserve price of this thing is thirty thousand-year-old elixirs, and the price increase shall not be less than twenty elixirs each time, and the auction will begin." ”

"Thirty old elixirs plus twenty elixirs. ”

"Thirty old elixirs plus thirty elixirs. ”

"Thirty old elixirs plus twenty elixirs. ”

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Before the auctioneer's voice fell, he had been waiting impatiently for the martial artists of the family sect to shout at the same time, and more than a dozen auction number plates were held high.

"Thirty-one old medicines, a bunch of stingy ghosts. Yun Zhendao brushed the dust, shouted the price loudly, and directly added an old medicine, which can be described as wealthy. The dozen or so warriors who looked at the bidding were full of disdain.

"Thirty-one old elixirs plus fifty elixirs. Hearing Yun Zhendao Elder shouting the price, Tianshuimen expressed his dissatisfaction to the elder, and immediately jumped out.

"Thirty-two old medicines. "Yunzhen old thieves are all on it, and Zheng Yi Zhao will not show weakness, the dust is shaken, and the number plate is held high.

"Thirty-three old medicines. Amitabha. Monk Lichen clasped his hands together, his voice was loud, and Monk Ma Ziyuan raised the number plate.

Hearing Monk Chen's direct lifting of an old medicine, Daoist Yun Zhen couldn't help but shout: "Oh, monk, don't you come to do that leaf drag again?" Thirty-three old medicines and fifty elixirs." However, the movements in his hands were not slow, the dust was shaken, and the number plate was held high.

"Thirty-four old medicines. "Tianshuimen Xiang Elder is close behind. The number plate was held high and looked at the dust: "Yes, master, aren't you here to drag again? Malicious bidding, you are too blatant." ”

"Amitabha. Thirty-five old medicines. The dust monk clasped his hands together, the dream monk shouted loudly, and the fate still held up the card.

The three of them glanced back and forth at the bull-nosed Yun Zhen and the lustful old man, their eyes were not good. Senior Brother Lichen said with great righteousness: "Treasures are virtuous and virtuous live (yes), how can it be said that the poor monk is a trust (pure nonsense)?

Hearing the unique echoing voice, it was exactly the same as the fat dragon and thin tiger, who lacked virtue, Boss Wu thought that he was dazzled, and looked carefully, yes, it was three bald heads.

The dust began with the words, the dream, and the two of them echoed one after another, obviously learning the fat dragon and thin tiger, and learning it vividly and well, seeing the martial god Tian's face tugging, this is still imitating the master.

Not to mention that Boss Wu was surprised, when the hall heard this unique echo, they also looked at it one after another, even the fat dragon and the thin tiger were no exception. Seeing that the three monks learned quite similarly, they actually had the potential to be detached, without him, the momentum of three people was stronger than that of two people.

Everyone's thoughts, but in an instant, the auction did not stop.

"Thirty-six old medicines. "Shui Lingyun is not far behind. It was the first of the great masters present to open their bidding. The number plate is held high.

stroked his long hair, and the words did not stop: "Hehe, the master said it is good." The temptation of the soul tree leaves is too great, and the old man can't resist it, so he has to take out all the old bottoms to compete with you. ”

"Thirty-seven old medicines. Zheng Yi Chen offered to bid in person. Looking at Yun Zhen and the elders: "Hehe, everyone here is an acquaintance, and almost all of the so-called various trusts are unknowns, how have you ever heard of acquaintances coming to do trusts? At the end, the dust in his hand shook and he pronounced an end.

"Yes, that's what the auction is, whoever pays the highest price wins, no matter where it is. Between the words, the Qingling Daoist had already won the auction number plate and held it high: "Thirty-eight old medicines." ”

"Thirty-nine old medicines. "The dragon and tiger view Liu worship is also personally holding up the card. The voice continued: "Hehe, Lao Dao still has some family background, and everyone wants treasures, so it depends on their own means." ”

"Forty old medicines, Amitabha. "Monk Lichen clasped his hands together. His face was full of compassion: "Everyone, those who have the ability are bidding. The poor monk has entered the mountain, and the more fierce the bidding, the better. However, this treasure is really rare, and the poor monks do not want to miss it. ”

"Forty-one old medicines. Yes, I'll wait for the strange body to know. An old antique is also holding up a sign to shout the price, his face full of thirst.

"Forty-two old medicines. Exactly, resisting soul attacks is the most subtle and cannot be let go. "Another old antique raised a sign and shouted the price.

"Forty-three old medicines. See the real chapter under your hands. ”

"Forty-four old medicines, see who has the last laugh. ”

"It's extreme, forty-five old medicines. ”

"Forty-six ......"

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The soul nourishing leaf is really a leaf for Boss Wu. For Manager Wu and Director Li, it is a good pendant. But for many warriors, it is a rare treasure in the world.

This is really a good baby, not only can it continue to nourish and strengthen the soul, but it can also speed up the repair of soul wounds, and it can resist soul attacks. With such a rare treasure, no one wants to miss the opportunity.

The bidding in the auction hall came and went, one after another, and the competition was fierce. Those who can afford to bid are all families.

Loose cultivators really don't have that background, and even what they need for their own cultivation are buckles and ropes, so what can they fight for? They can only watch the local tyrants spend a lot of money, listening to how many old medicines there are, and they can't help but be fascinated.