Chapter 1082: Auction Two

"Grandpa, aren't we bidding yet?"

Fei Yang was also quite anxious for the five-flavor serpentine grass, and at this time, he was a little overwhelmed when he saw the bidding in full swing below.

Elder Fei was a little helpless, his grandson had good qualifications, but his heart was always a little immature.

"Calm down, what's the hurry, you can't run!"

Fei Yang's submissive response could only suppress the eagerness in his heart.

After a brief slump in the bidding below, there was another climax.

"Fifteen thousand"

"Sixteen thousand!"

In the auction room, even if someone is bound to win, the amount will not shout out their limit price at the beginning.

No one wants to talk about more immortal stones to buy treasures.

Sometimes, however, a sudden increase in prices can also act as a deterrent.

It's just that this scale is difficult to grasp.

Step by step, a little bit of price increase, naturally became the choice of many people.

By the time the price reached 18,000, the scene had already fallen silent.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt is still insisting, but at this time, the price is already outrageous.

After all, the normal price of six-grade fairy grass is millions of dollars, and the five-flavor serpentine grass, although rare, is not unique, and it will always appear one, two, three or four times every few hundred or thousands of years.

The monk who presided over the auction saw that the hall was already cold, and he lost no time in shouting, "Eighteen thousand high-grade immortal stones, five-flavor serpentine grass, the necessary things for refining the Cold Ice Fire Pill, eighteen thousand once, is there anything higher?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes began to look around the monks in the boxes upstairs.

The blue-shirted middle-aged man looked nervous at this time, obviously he also realized that the monk in the box had not yet made a move, and it was indeed not easy for him to buy the five-flavor serpentine grass.

After a short silence, a sixth-order golden immortal with a slightly dark face in the seventh box occupied the edge of the box and shouted, "Nineteen thousand!" ”

"Twenty thousand!"

With the next breath, Fei Yang's eager voice sounded.

Elder Fei's words just now made Fei Yang hold back for a long time, but now that someone was bidding in the box, he no longer continued to be silent, and immediately called for the price.

When Elder Fei heard Fei Yang's voice, he also sighed helplessly: Hey, I still can't learn to be calm!

"Twenty thousand and one hundred!"

The blue-shirted middle-aged man in the hall, although he heard the bidding of the two boxes, did not give up immediately, but the increase was significantly reduced.

"Twenty in one!" Fei Yang shot again.

"Twenty-two thousand!"

"Twenty-three thousand!"

"Twenty-four thousand!"

The young man with a slightly dark face in the No. 7 box did not give an inch.

The blue-shirted middle-aged man in the hall saw the posture of these two people, and he was a little helpless.

These two people went back and forth, bidding without giving an inch, and soon raised the price to 27,000.

Fei Yang's bid made the monk in Box Seven hesitate, after all, the price was not low.

"Twenty-eight thousand!"

But soon the calm was broken, and Pang Yulong in box five also participated in the bidding.

Fei Yang saw that there was another opponent, and he was even more anxious, "Twenty-nine thousand!" ”

"Thirty thousand!"

In the seventh box, the slightly dark young man had no intention of giving up.

The other boxes didn't mean to participate at all at this time, after all, not everyone needed five-flavored serpentine.

However, the competition for the three boxes has made the atmosphere of the scene completely hot.

"Thirty in one!"

"Thirty-two!"

"Thirty-three!"

After two rounds, when the price reached 36,000 immortal stones, the slightly black young man in box seven withdrew from the competition.

"Okay, Yang'er, buy it next time!"

Elder Fei also stopped Fei Yang at this time, thirty-six thousand, which is indeed a bit outrageous.

"Oh!"

Fei Yang never dared to refute his grandfather's words, and he could only retreat unwillingly.

"Thirty-six thousand immortal stones, everyone, the Daoist friends in the fifth box bid thirty-six thousand immortal stones, is there anything higher?"

The monk who was in charge of the auction shouted, but it was just a formality, and he didn't believe that anyone else would increase the price.

"Thirty-six thousand once, thirty-six thousand twice"

"37,000 !!"!!

The monk who was presiding over the auction immediately stopped and looked towards the place where the voice had come from.

The person who made the bid turned out to be Yi Cheng, who bought Liuyun Suo, at the beginning.

Pang Yulong, who was already in control, instantly showed annoyance on his face.

However, it was useless to be angry at the scene, after hearing Yi Cheng's offer, Pang Yulong almost did not hesitate at all, and immediately shouted: "Thirty-seven thousand one hundred!" ”

At this time, although this offer only added a hundred immortal stones, it was obviously to retaliate against Yi Cheng's previous actions.

Hearing Pang Yulong's offer, Yi Cheng didn't care at all, and shouted casually: "Thirty-eight thousand two hundred"

"Bastard!" Pang Yulong couldn't help but scold.

But there's nothing wrong with Yi Cheng increasing by a hundred.

"Thirty-eight thousand three hundred!"

"Thirty-eight thousand four hundred!"

"Thirty-eight thousand five hundred!"

At this moment, the atmosphere of the scene was immediately happy.

"Ha Luha, that's kind of interesting."

"These two people are on the bar, why do they look like they have a feud!"

"Haven't you heard about the auction of the Tangram Heart Lotus a few days ago?"

Soon, the grudge between Yi Cheng and Pang Yulong in Fang City did not come out, after all, many people were on the scene that day.

The two of them took the trouble to increase the price, and the audience below was happy, but the face of Pang Ying, the head of the Elixir Mountain, was extremely ugly.

Thirty-nine thousand three hundred!

Yi Cheng's lazy voice sounded again.

Pang Yulong's face was angry, and he was about to raise the price again, but Pang Ying stopped Pang Yulong by drinking, "Hmph, okay, what are you like!" ”

However, Pang Ying has no intention of giving up, since he has already been on the bar, he can't give up to make people laugh.

"Forty thousand!"

This time it was Pang Ying who spoke.

However, Yi Cheng didn't care about Pang Ying at all, and continued to say unconsciously: "Forty thousand and one hundred!" ”

Pang Ying's face was even worse, and he snorted coldly again, "Hmph, forty-one thousand!" ”

"Forty-one thousand one hundred!"

"Forty-two thousand!"

"Forty-two thousand one hundred!"

Seeing that Yi Cheng actually started to compete with Pang Ying, everyone speculated more about Yi Cheng's identity.

But at this moment, Pang Ying couldn't help but start to get angry, but in the auction hall, he couldn't blatantly do anything to Yi Cheng.

"Hehe, this is an interesting little guy, Ming'er Shuang'er, do you know whose junior he is?"

Elder Yan happily asked his two juniors at this time.

But Yan Qiuming and Yan Qiushuang were also inexplicable to Yi Cheng, Yan Qiuming's eyes were slightly curious, "Ancestor, I haven't seen this person either, the descendants of those elders in the sect have all been beaten by me, but this kid is very unfamiliar, it is estimated that he is from that courtyard!" ”

Yan Qiuming's words made Elder Yan also smile bitterly, although his junior was excellent, he did not cause trouble for himself.

Every once in a while, there are very many people who come to complain, Yan Qiuming likes to find someone to talk to when he has nothing to do, but there are really few monks of the same level in the sect who are his opponents.

"The auction is over, just ask, this kid is quite bold, and he doesn't care about Pang Ying!" Elder Yan said, looking at Pang Ying's box, and seeing Pang Ying with an angry face, his smile became even worse.

"Dad, this guy is really hateful!"

Pang Yulong stood beside Pang Ying, gritting his teeth.

But Pang Ying's face had a wandering look, and the price had reached forty-nine thousand one hundred at this time, although the price had completely reached an outrageous level, he still couldn't swallow this breath.

"Forty-nine thousand one hundred and one thousand, forty-nine thousand one hundred and twenty-two, is there anything higher?"

The monk who was presiding over the auction was already completely excited at this moment, and the price was far beyond their expectations.

"Hmph, the old man still doesn't believe it, how many immortal stones can you have! Fifty thousand! ”

Pang Ying increased the price again!

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes converged on Yi Cheng again.

Sikong Rong and the others were already sluggish at this time, Yi Cheng couldn't help but be wealthy, and he was also a master who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

A few of them knew that Yi Cheng was from the Qingshan Courtyard, but the Qingshan Courtyard seemed to be in the Danding Sect, and it didn't seem to matter what made him have such confidence to offend the head of the Elixir Mountain.

At this time, Yi Cheng also frowned slightly, although his worth was a hundred times stronger than that of any Xuan Immortal, he was not willing to waste it like this.

After hesitating, Yi Cheng gave up, after all, the five-flavor serpentine grass, even if it can't be collected now, there will still be opportunities in the future.

Seeing Yi Cheng's silence, Pang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, although this immortal stone is nothing to him, but he came here today for another purpose, and now he has spent too much, and the competitiveness of the finale treasure behind him is low.

"Fifty thousand immortal stones once, fifty thousand immortal stones, twice, if no one bids again, this five-flavor serpentine grass will belong to the distinguished guests in the fifth box!"

Yi Cheng was still silent, obviously having given up.

Pang Yulong, who was on the side, saw Yi Cheng give up, showed a look of disdain, and said to Yi Cheng: "Hmph, if you don't know what you can do, you dare to fight with Young Master Ben!" ”

Pang Yulong's words, the monks present naturally heard them clearly, Yi Cheng had already given up, but when he heard this, he wrinkled without a head, he really didn't know whether to live or die.

"Hehe, the people of Elixir Mountain won't pay less immortal stones this time, right? Hey, in order to avoid this situation, I'd better buy it! Sixty thousand! ”

Yi Cheng's words unceremoniously satirized Pang Yulong.

And Pang Ying, who was already at ease, was angry at this time, and glared at Pang Yulong with a hint of anger.

Obviously, he was very angry at what he had just said a lot and how he had lost face in Elixir Mountain in order to save immortal stones.

Pang Yulong's face turned red, but he couldn't say anything to refute it, what happened before had already spread in Xiangyun City, and the young master of Elixir Mountain was completely a laughing stock.

"Hmph, sharp-toothed boy, the reputation of Elixir Mountain is actually something you can slander, who are your elders, maybe for the sake of your parents' face, I can ignore today's affairs!"

Pang Ying stood up angrily and shouted at Yi Cheng.

But Yi Cheng showed a look of disdain, still looking lazy, "Hehe, slander? When did I slander the Elixir Mountain, if Master Pang didn't know what happened that day, let's ask the young master Pang next to you! Why, does Master Pang still want to use force to coerce one of my juniors to give up the auction today? ”