"...... this?"

Mo Wentian swept his eyes, and soon found that an old man in black robe was wrapped in a black cloak, and his whole body exuded a bone-chilling cold air, which was sizzling in the air, and almost all within a radius of a few zhang were frozen.

The chair under Mo Wentian's ass was frozen by the cold air, spreading up along the two streams, almost freezing his whole body on the chair.

Mo Wentian frowned, he knew that there were some evil cultivators in the Dao, and he didn't like to be close to strangers, so he released his mana and demarcated a territory for himself, and if outsiders walked into this territory, they would be attacked immediately.

Just as Mo Wentian was thinking about whether to walk away, the black-robed old man suddenly turned his head to look at him, only to see two deep-set eyes exposed from the mask, and a pair of silver-white eyes with a cold aura came coldly.

In an instant, the cold air within a radius of a few zhang surged wildly, the water vapor in the air formed into pieces of ice flowers, Mo Wentian was like falling into an ice cave, a visible cold air spread along the chair to the whole body, his legs suddenly stiffened, his feet had been frozen on the ground, the cold air had sealed the upper body at the same time, and the lower part of the neck was frozen into ice cubes.

Mo Wentian's anger immediately rose sharply, and immediately urged the Zhurong Ice Flame lurking in the dantian, opened his mouth and inhaled slightly, the cold air around him seemed to have found an outlet, and frantically poured into his mouth, as if there was a source of ten thousand colds, which could absorb any cold and cold in the world, and the cold ice on his body immediately shattered under his feet, turning into powder and melting away.

The black-robed old man said "Huh", and seemed to be a little stunned. Even the natal cold qi that he had cultivated for hundreds of years could be absorbed, and when he was about to do it again, an old voice suddenly appeared in the hall: "Fellow True Monarchs, let you wait here for a long time!" ”

As the voice sounded, an old man in a gray shirt with gray temples walked in front of the hall, looked around through the mask with a pair of eyes that were very distinct, and said with a light cough: "Fellow Daoists, this trade fair in Yin Ghost Mountain will be presided over by the old man. ”

"Late Jindan!" Mo Wentian's heart was awe-inspiring, he just glanced at it. I felt the majestic spiritual pressure on the gray-shirted old man. It doesn't seem to be below the true monarch of Middle-earth that day.

And the black-robed old man also seemed to be extremely suspicious of this person, and since the gray-robed old man appeared, he never made a move, just closed his eyes and quietly recuperated.

The gray-shirted old man continued: "Fellow Daoists. This time the black market transaction in Yin Ghost Mountain. It's the same as it was ten years ago. First, we will take out some treasures for auction, and the old rule is that the highest price will be obtained, and then you will exchange them freely. You can take out the treasure you want to sell and specify what needs to be exchanged. ”

Speaking of this, he looked around and said with a smile: "Now the auction of the first item begins." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a bewitching-looking female disciple stepped forward, holding a long jade plate in her hand, covered with a layer of black cloth, but she didn't know what treasures were placed in it?

The gray-shirted old man stepped forward and uncovered the black cloth, revealing the contents inside.

Everyone followed their eyes, but saw that on the jade plate covered with red cotton, there was a big knife lying quietly, the blade edge was extremely narrow, but the spine of the knife was very thick, and the entire knife surface exuded a cold light.

The gray-shirted old man said with a smile: "The Cold Moon Lone Star Knife, a superb magic weapon, cast by cold ice meteoric iron, contains infinite cold air, like a cold moon lock ripple, extremely majestic, the price of three million lower grade spirit stones starts, and each increase shall not be less than 100,000 lower grade spirit stones." ”

"A superb artifact?" Hearing the introduction of the gray-shirted old man, several Jindan Zhenjun were immediately tempted, three million low-grade spirit stones are also cheap, and they should strive for it.

"Three million two hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones!"

"Three and a half million lower grade spirit stones!"

"Three ,700,000 lower-grade spirit stones!"

“……”

Six or seven Jindan True Monarchs bid one after another, and soon pushed the price up to four and a half million lower-grade spirit stones, Mo Wentian originally had some actions, and was ready to buy them and send them to Gu Aoxue, which just complemented her ice attribute exercises, but when she saw such a high price, she simply gave up her thoughts, first, Gu Aoxue did not have a knot, and she could not exert the power of a superb magic weapon; The second is that although he has accumulated a lot of spirit stones, he has not yet reached the point of squandering them at will, and his current priority is to buy a few elixirs for refining the golden pill.

The bid of 4.5 million lower-grade spirit stones for a superb magic weapon is already a high price, and naturally no one will follow the price, just as the gray-shirted old man was about to announce the transaction, a cold and hoarse voice said: "Don't worry, the old man bids for five million lower-grade spirit stones!" ”

Mo Wentian turned his head to look, but saw that it was the black-robed old man who spoke, this person was really wealthy, and he actually directly raised the price of 500,000 lower-grade spirit stones, obviously it was inevitable to get this Cold Moon Lone Star Knife. For a superb magic weapon, five hundred lower-grade spirit stones were already worth the price, but the black-robed old man's cultivation of cold and frozen qi, this knife was extremely necessary for him.

But Mo Wentian was attacked by the black-robed old man for no reason, how could he be so cheap? Immediately said in a cold voice: "Five million and 1,100,000 lower grade spirit stones!" ”

"Five million three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!" The black-robed old man's eyelids lifted, as if he was quite surprised.

"Five million four million lower grade spirit stones!" Mo Wentian smiled, and there seemed to be some smugness in his tone.

"You ......" The black-robed old man was very angry, and then he realized that Mo Wentian was deliberately making trouble, but he couldn't attack in public, so he had to grit his teeth and shout: "Six million low-grade spirit stones!" ”

The black-robed old man raised the price to six million yuan at once, just to make Mo Wentian retreat, if he insisted on making trouble, then he would not continue to bid for this item, after all, although the Cold Moon Lone Star Knife is a rare treasure, it is not worth being wronged for this.

"Six million low-grade spirit stones! Has anyone else bid? The gray-shirted old man repeated it three times, and after seeing that no one answered, he announced: "Six million lower-grade spirit stones, deal!" ”

Although the black-robed old man was successful in the auction, his mood did not seem to be happy, and he glanced at Mo Wentian, and his eyes hidden in the mask showed a vicious look.

After the transaction was successful, the gray-shirted old man presided over the auction of several things, including a huge three-grade spirit stone vein, two secret books of supernatural spells, a few sixth-order spirit pills with wonderful effects, etc., but Mo Wentian was useless in these things, and had been sitting silently below, watching everyone bid for the auction.

Continuing to auction a few things, the gray-shirted old man asked the maid to bring a jade plate, uncovered the brocade covering it, and there were four elixirs quietly placed on it, a flower that was like a black pupil and emitted a faint cold light; a leaf that shines like gold; a green vine that seems to be a green snake crawling, still bending and twisting; A small grass that seems to be soaring into the sky.

The people sitting here are all Jindan Zhenjun, and naturally they all recognize this thing, it is the peerless elixir of the four sixth-order Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, the main medicine of the four flavors of refining the Jindan, the root of the vine, the stem of the Tongtian grass, the leaf of the golden fruit, and the flower of the Xuantie tree.

The gray-shirted old man swept across the audience and said slowly: "Fellow Daoists, the four elixirs of Xuanhuang in this heaven and earth must all be understood, there is no need for the old man to say more, don't miss it if you need it, the four elixirs are priced at five million low-grade spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 200,000 yuan each time, and the one with the highest price will get it, and the auction will begin!" ”

Compared with the items in the previous auction, the auction of these four elixirs was cold, although the four elixirs of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang were extremely rare, but for Jindan Zhenjun, there was no need for them to buy them at all. And even if you buy the four elixirs of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, you have to refine them into a knot gold pill to do it, not to mention that the traces of the sixth-order alchemists are difficult to find, even if there are alchemists who are willing to refine them, but the extremely low rate of becoming an alchemist is prohibitive.

If these four elixirs are placed outside the cave, I am afraid that the price grabbing is extremely hot, and there are many foundation building monks who have lost their fortunes for the sake of the pill, but Jindan Zhenjun is a little interested, and if it is to be given to the younger generations, this thing is too valuable, even if it is a wealthy Jindan monk, he is not willing to spend a lot of money to buy these four elixirs.

Seeing that everyone was unwilling to bid, Mo Wentian was secretly happy in his heart, and said loudly: "Five million two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!" ”

For a long time, no one made a sound, and it was obvious that the Jindan Zhenjun present was not interested.

When Mo Wentian thought that the four elixirs had been successfully taken, the black-robed old man next to him smiled and said coldly: "Five million four hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!" ”

Mo Wentian frowned suddenly, how could he not know that this person did it on purpose? was put on a piece by himself just now, and now he immediately retaliates with a tooth for a tooth, obviously trying to add to the blockage.

"Five million eight hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones!"

These four elixirs Mo Wentian is determined to obtain, and he will not give up unless the price is raised to an unacceptable level.

Hearing Mo Wentian's price increase, the black-robed old man spoke up again, and said in a dark voice: "Six million lower grade spirit stones!" ”

Mo Wentian's eyebrows raised slightly, although the knot golden pill is a priceless treasure, it is valuable in the cultivation market, but it is enough to make ordinary golden pill true monarchs stop, mainly because it is not easy to refine the golden pill, he is a sixth-order alchemist, and the sect has a fourth-level alchemy room, the risk of alchemy has been reduced a lot, and these four main medicines are more inevitable than others.

Speaking of this thought, Mo Wentian immediately said in a deep voice: "Seven million lower-grade spirit stones!" ”

Mo Wentian suddenly raised the price by one million lower-grade spirit stones, the purpose was to make the black-robed old man retreat, but his abacus was obviously in vain, the black-robed old man seemed to be on the bar, and laughed in a dark voice: "Eight million lower-grade spirit stones!" (To be continued......)