The two of them exchanged their thoughts quickly, and set up a plan for the five factions to join forces, and they must set up an ambush to kill the Wuji Zhenren, the Qiankun Gate, the Agni Fire Sect, the Wanguan Gate, the Daluo Sect, and the Five Peerless Sects were originally attached to the five forces of Weijun Zhenren, and at this moment they naturally had no scruples about joining forces, and if they got rid of Wuji Zhenren, it would be equivalent to cutting off Yujun Zhenren's right-hand man.

At this time, the auction hall was already silent, and the 200,000 low-grade spirit stones seemed to be a mountain cast of spirit stones, which made it difficult for everyone to breathe freely, even if the rich armor real person was half silent, it seemed to be hesitating.

Xie Yu Zhenren's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and he said excitedly: "Ten high-grade Xiuzhen young people, Wuji Zhenren bid 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and are there any Taoist friends who want to bid at a higher price?" ”

Her voice was extremely pleasant, obviously she was in a very good mood, originally the ten teenagers with high-grade cultivation qualifications were able to auction off 150,000 lower-grade spirit stones, which was a rare and valuable thing, but at this time, it was an unexpected surprise to auction 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones, even if no one raised the price to bid, she was extremely satisfied.

Xie Yu Zhenren shouted three times in a row, but no one in the auction hall answered except for her faintly audible echo, so she said with a smile: "Wuji Zhenren, congratulations on the successful bidding and the ten teenagers who have obtained the qualification of cultivating the truth." ”

"Haha Mo Wentian laughed loudly, looking extremely happy, and at the same time he was relieved, he came to Wenfeng Pagoda to bid for high-qualified disciples this time, and he had already prepared to fight with the sect masters and sects in Yunzhou to the end. Even if all the spirit stone resources of the sect are exhausted, those highly qualified disciples are bound to be.

So be prepared before you go. It's not just the original more than 200,000 low-grade spirit stones in the treasure bag. He even extracted the 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones in the sect's storage pavilion, originally thinking that 300,000 lower-grade spirit stones were enough to auction off all the disciples with spiritual roots, but he didn't expect to be bidding for a teenager with high-grade cultivation qualifications. The rich armor real person of the 10,000 Gate did not give in half a step, and was forced to increase the price to 200,000 lower grade spirit stones.

The bidding of tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones is not less than a fight to the death, although Mo Wentian has always been calm as usual, but the spirit stones in Nabao's bag are not abundant, and the pressure in his heart is naturally conceivable, but fortunately. At the most critical moment, that rich armor real person actually gave up the bidding, if this person increased the price by another 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones, Mo Wentian would really be helpless. I can only watch those high-grade cultivation young men surrender to Wanguanmen.

He laughed very happily for a moment, touched the treasure bag on his waist with his right hand, and suddenly turned his palm over, but saw that there were ten more elixirs in the palm of his hand, divided into white, cyan, blue, red, and yellow.

Mo Wentian said with a smile: "A few of them are already disciples of the Wuji Sect. As the head of this seat, how can it not be expressed. One third-order Five Elements Spirit Pill per person can be regarded as a greeting gift! ”

As soon as the words are finished. The ten elixirs of white, blue, blue, red, and yellow, as if they had been given life, all flew out of the room, floated straight down in mid-air, and got into the arms of those teenagers, just one for each person.

The white is the golden spirit pill, the cyan is the wood spirit pill, the blue is the water spirit pill, the red is the fire spirit pill, and the yellow is the earth spirit root, the ten spirit pills are all third-order five-element spirit pills, after the high-level monks in the qi refining can directly improve the first-order cultivation, which is worth a lot in the cultivation market, usually one grain is three hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Although the third-order Five Elements Spirit Pill was precious, it was really insignificant compared to the 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones, so the real people of the various factions did not feel strange, but it made those ten teenagers ecstatic, where had they ever seen such a spirit pill? At this moment, getting a grain for nothing is really a miracle from heaven, and it is a blessing that has never been seen in my life, and I feel that Wuji is a real person with a mind and bearing, which is far superior to ordinary people, etc., and the Wuji Gate with him at the helm must be a holy place for cultivation.

The ten young men were also gifted and intelligent, and among them, there was a sturdy young man with the highest cultivation, who was already the peak of the seventh layer of qi refining, he carefully put away the white golden spirit pill, and then stepped forward towards the position of Mo Wentian's room, knelt on the ground respectfully, and shouted: "Disciple Jin Yunping, thank the head of the sect for rewarding the spirit pill." ”…,

As soon as his words fell, the other nine teenagers all reacted, and they all stepped forward and knelt down, and said in unison: "Disciple and others, thank the head of the sect for rewarding the elixir." ”

"Get up!" Mo Wentian laughed, waved his left sleeve lightly, and the air surged rapidly, and a hurricane rose in front of the knees of those teenagers, and they were involuntarily lifted up by the strange wind.

"Yes! Master! "Those teenagers don't know what kind of magical power the master is exerting? In surprise, they got up one after another, not daring to resist.

But at this moment, the Baocheng real person of the Six Dao Alliance knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Wuji real person, come down to receive the spirit stone." ”

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, counted out 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones from Nabao's bag, put them in an empty storage bag, threw them over with a big hand, and laughed loudly: "Baocheng Zhenren, this is 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones, please check the number." ”

That Baocheng Zhenren reached out and grabbed the storage bag in his hand, but after a little swept of his divine sense, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "The number of spirit stones is correct, for a while, please come to the top of Wenfeng Pagoda to receive your disciples." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed his hand slightly, and then turned and left the room.

At this time, Xie Yu Zhenren had already sent someone to bring the ten teenagers down, and after receiving the summons from Baocheng Zhenren, her pair of Jianshui eyes looked around, and said in a clear voice: "Fellow Daoists, all the highly qualified disciples have been auctioned, and the auction of this alliance is over, please disperse!" ”

As soon as her voice fell, she threw her hands around again and again, walked out of the stands, turned into the side door, and was never seen again.

Since she left, the entire auction hall was suddenly full of people, and the real people of the various factions left the VIP room one after another, carrying the disciples of the sect and rushing towards the exit, as if it was a torrent, extremely noisy.

The door of the VIP room on the twelfth squeaked, and it was pushed open by a strong gust of wind, and a figure rolled in in the wind, and a voice inside said: "Gu Bai Zhenren, what is going to happen today?" ”

In the middle of the room, there sat an old man in green clothes, his bare skin, and even his long hair, as if dyed with paint, were all blue, and he sat there silently, like a low tree half a man high.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, even the beads of his eyes were cyan, and he only heard his old voice say, "Gangfeng Zhenren, what do you mean?" ”

In the strange wind, a bunch of black hair suddenly floated out, and the face hidden in the hair said: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and the Wuji real person is sharp, I am afraid that it is rare to have a good death." ”

"Not bad!" Gu Bai Zhenren opened his mouth gently, the teeth and tongue inside were actually cyan, and the old man's voice came out of his throat: "How can the Agni Fire Sect give up, I'm afraid that it will join forces with the Qiankun Sect and the Wanguan Sect to set up an ambush, and the Great Luo Sect and the Five Peerless Sects have always looked at the Agni Sect as the leader, and the strength of the heads of the two factions is not weak, so naturally it can come in handy, even if the Wuji True Man is powerful, he is tired of coping." ”

The wind stopped, and the face that was half-hidden under the black hair said: "Gu Bai Zhenren, the so-called praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, it is not as good as us ......"

The meaning of his words, Gu Bai Zhenren naturally knew it, but he shook his head and sighed: "No, Wuji Zhenren is not an easy person, such fanfare, I am afraid that there is a strategy to deal with it earlier, let alone ......"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and continued: "Since the last Divine Power Competition, the prestige of Renjun Zhenren has been slightly reduced, because he has already warned that the sect master sects should forbear and refrain from killing, and they must not be in a hurry!" ”

"Okay!" The voice under the black hair said, "Gu Bai Zhenren, I will leave here!" There will be a period later! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him spun rapidly, and a whirlwind came out of thin air, squeaked, and creaked at the front door, and the whirlwind swept the man away in an instant, and the room quickly fell silent.

"Hey!" Gu Bai Zhenren let out a long sigh, then stood up silently, and walked slowly towards the door, but when he pushed the door out, the blue skin quickly turned yellow, and in just a moment, it had already returned to the complexion of ordinary people, with silver hair flying all over his head, and his face was ruddy, as if he was an old man of ancient age.

The monks of all factions left one after another, but in less than a cup of tea, they had already left cleanly, and the auction hall that was originally full of friends quickly became deserted, and except for the disciples of the Six Dao Alliance, who were in charge of daily guards, there was no one else to see.

With a squeak, the sound of opening the door came from the thirty-four VIP room, which had been silent for a long time, and Mo Wentian walked out of it with his hands in his hand.

Gu Bangkun and Qian Yucheng followed closely behind, the two of them are still in a dream, but they just followed the head to participate in the auction at the right time, but they witnessed such a shocking scene, seeing that the head of the house was so majestic, and their hearts were even more admiring, I am afraid that for a long time in the two of them, it is difficult to forget today's grand occasion.

Qian Yucheng scratched his head and whispered in the back: "Senior Brother Gu, Senior Brother is right!" The prestige of the head of the sect is well-known in Yunzhou, and even the heads of those sects are helpless, and the Wuji Gate will definitely flourish, and from then on, it will be endless. ”

Gu Weiwei has long understood the frivolity and impetuousness of this senior brother, and he has always listened to his words and only believed three points, but what is rare is that when Qian Yucheng said the above paragraph, he showed a deeply disapproving expression.