The sunstone, through the lush foliage, brings a warm glow to the imperial capital.

All kinds of wooden houses, lined up on both sides of the street, seem to have infinite life, sucking red light.

The Imperial Capital Auction House is located in the middle of the central square. Made of black agarwood, it is fragrant and pleasant.

For high-end customers, the auction hall has created a highly concealed private room, and there are even several yellow-level aquamarines arranged in formations.

This yellow-level sea aquamarine can block the soul sense of the powerhouse of the Spirit Emperor Realm from peeping, then, for the entire Dream Glass Continent, trading here is absolutely safe and absolutely secret. Be the first to update

After all, the highest existence in the entire continent is said to be the master of the Love Pavilion who strangled Ao. But he only has the Spirit Emperor Realm.

At the same time, close protection is also available.

No matter what your status is, as long as you can pay for it, you can be escorted back to the safety of your own forces after obtaining the spirit treasure.

Don't underestimate a mere auction house, this place can provide the protection of the powerhouses of the Spirit Realm. But the price can also be imagined.

Not only that, if you need a spiritual treasure to recognize the master, as long as you pay money, the spiritual treasures of the green level and below can directly possess the soul here, and you don't need to ask for help from a master. Hehe, again, it's a huge expense.

Sima Wenjing took Han Bing, mingled in the flow of people, turned left and right, and went around to an alley.

Han Bing frowned slightly: "Didn't we go to the auction house?"

Sima Wenjing smiled and said, "Of course go to the auction house, do you think I'm going to sell you?"

With that, she walked to the end of the earthen wall and knocked on the inconspicuous wooden door.

A graceful and luxurious man opened the door and came out, and when he saw the girl, he was overjoyed and bowed: "Miss, the villain has been waiting for a long time!"

Sima Wenjing took out a brocade box from Nahuan and handed it to the man: "The things have been brought, arrange a private room for us." ”

The man took the brocade box and bowed down to lead the way.

"Come, Miss, please!"

Han Bing and the others followed the man, through the dark secret passage, and entered a private room.

I don't know what kind of material the room is made of, it is pitch black on three sides, only the blue curtain is in front of it.

If you look closely, you can see that the whole room is shining with the stars of Aquamarine.

Han Bing and the others sat on the side of the low table, and a maid walked in with tea.

"Miss, please try the Imperial Spirit Tea!" the graceful and luxurious man smiled all over his face.

"Hmm! Sima Wenjing waved his hand.

Han Bing looked at the steaming teacup, and was shocked: What, there is a purple aura?

He immediately opened the lid of the pot, only to see the young leaves of the Imperial Spirit Grass, floating in the water.

"Imperial Spirit Grass, this place is really magnanimous, and purple-level spirit grass is actually used to make tea!"

Han Bing thought that he had cultivated the Imperial Spirit Grass for two months, and only two sprouts had grown, and sighed in his heart: How many Imperial Spirit Grasses did he get to make such a pot of tea with dozens of young sprouts of the Imperial Spirit Grass?

"You can drink it with peace of mind! It's not free!" Sima Wenjing stared intently at the high platform downstairs and replied lightly. Be the first to update

When Han Bing heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind jumped: She, the county lord, is here, doesn't she have any preferential treatment? What exactly was in the box she gave to the man?......

Although he had many doubts in his heart, he did not forget to drink the spiritual tea in the cup.

Suddenly, I felt a coolness, down my throat, spreading to the entire viscera.

At this time, an old man on the high platform held a white jade bottle in his hand and talked eloquently: "The thing in the hands of the old decay is the three immortal pills, the blue-level healing pills. This pill is twice as effective as the two elixirs, and the price starts at one hundred gold. ”

This person, Sima Yun.

He is not only a powerhouse in the Lingxuan Realm, but also the top existence in the appraisal world of the Dream Glass Continent.

Because of him sitting in the Sacred Tree Auction House, the auction here is always crowded and crowded.

It must be that his storage zài means that the Lingbao elixir auctioned off here is genuine, and there are no fakes.

As the words fell, there were constant voices in the hall to cater to them.

"Two hundred!"

"Three hundred!"

"Three hundred and five!"

......

Although it is only a blue-level healing pill, it is not common in the Qing Xiao Kingdom. After all, the real capital of alchemy is in the country of mystery, and there are very few local alchemists. Even if it is sold in pharmacies, there are only common purple-level pills at most. More and faster chapters are here.

After a while, the Three Immortal Pills were sold at a price of five hundred gold.

"In the Misty Country, this elixir only costs two hundred gold!" Sima Wenjing said lightly.

"Didn't you say that you never left Qingxiao Country?"

"Yes, at most at the border of the Bauhinia Country!" Sima Wenjing smiled bitterly as he thought about the fight on the border for the Milk Spirit Pill that day.

Immediately afterwards, the old man took out a jade bottle, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Qing-level Shengmai Pill." It can replenish the aura to the maximum extent, and is a must-have medicine in battle. ”

As soon as the old man's words came out, the audience suddenly boiled.

"No matter how much it is, I'm going to buy it!"

"That's equivalent to doubling your combat capabilities!"

......

When Han Bing heard the words of the people in the audience, he thought in his heart: Could it be that this is the golden pill that Long Jian took that day?

If Han Bing knew, the golden elixir that Long Jian took that day was just a purple-level spirit pill. Then, at this time, he must also be excited about the appearance of this Life Pulse Pill.

"The starting price is 5,000 gold!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Twenty thousand!"

"Fifty thousand!"

......

Han Bing's back was numb when he heard this, and just a pill was fried to 180,000 by the momentum of these crazy robberies.

Hey, it seems that the alchemist industry is a good industry. It's a pity that I, Han Bing, can't do alchemy in this life.

Sima Wenjing looked at him with a bitter expression and said with a smile: "If there is no cultivator to cultivate spiritual grass, what will the alchemist use to refine the pill." He can sit on the ground and raise the price, can't you just take the high-grade spirit grass and open the lion's mouth?"

Sima Wenjing's words made Han Bing have an epiphany: "Hey, that's right......! Haha!"

Then, a small servant came up from the backstage with a brocade box.

Sima Yun opened the lid of the box, and his eyes glowed with golden light.

Han Bing looked at the brocade box and was immediately relieved: Wasn't that the box that Sima Wenjing gave to the man? It turned out that she was here to sell something.

Sima Yun put the box on the stage and said, "Today is really a good day, the spirit grass that I have rarely seen in my life is about to pass through my hands and be auctioned off." ”

The old man's words attracted the attention of several people in the private room upstairs.

"Could it be the Red Soul?"

"It must be a red soul!"

"No matter how much money it is, you have to snatch the red soul down!"

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