Shen Qing was mixed in with several monks, and when he saw a group of monks competing for the price, he was already overjoyed.

At this time, someone directly increased the price by one hundred spirit stones, Shen Qing couldn't help but look at it casually, this look, his heart jumped slightly, and it was the young man in white who asked for the price.

The young man in white shook the folding fan, showing a very calm look, but in front of everyone, between the flickering eyes, the smug look could not be concealed.

"Five hundred and three! There are Taoist friends who raise the price of one hundred spirit stones, five hundred and thirty spirit stones, and there is still a price increase? This thing is infinitely useful, it is really a good treasure to defeat the enemy and save his life, everyone, the opportunity is rare......" Zhang Mingquan took this opportunity and frothed at the mouth to incite it.

"Five hundred and five! I'll give five hundred and five!"

"Okay! This Daoist friend bid five hundred and five! Five hundred and five already have the opportunity to have a Hell Net that is no less than a high-grade magic weapon, Daoist, you have earned it!" Zhang Mingquan said nicely, but he was advancing by retreating, and he was inciting a group of monks to increase the price.

Sure enough, a monk immediately said, "Oh, is this cheap so easy to make?" Six hundred, I will produce six hundred spirit stones!"

"Six hundred and two!"

"Six hundred and three!"

"Damn! Six hundred and six! Lao Tzu is out!"

"Ahem, seven hundred and sixty ......"

"Six hundred...... Uh, what? Seven hundred and six? Damn! I won't let people live?"

"Seven hundred and six, it's not far from the price of a top-grade magic weapon, is this a good deal?"

"It's hard to say, this thing has the effect of restraining ghosts and ghosts, tomorrow you and I will go to the crypt to hunt for treasures, whether it is cost-effective, Taoist friends, you can consider it yourself. ”

A kind of monk under the wooden platform was discussing, and at this time, Zhang Mingquan glanced at the white-clothed young man who had raised the price by one hundred again, and said with a smile: "This Taoist friend's big hand, one plus is one hundred spirit stones, well, seven hundred and six, everyone, is there anyone who has increased the price?"

Zhang Ming smiled across the board, but he was slightly dissatisfied with the young man in white in his heart, he was well versed in the way of auction, boiling frogs in warm water is the right reason, and he had to be lured slowly to get a better price, and the young man in white was very much to scare off some monks.

Sure enough, under the wooden platform, no one made a sound for a while, the white-clothed young man raised the price too violently, and the low-level monks here accounted for most of the capital, and the purse was not abundant, so that most of the monks hesitated and fell silent.

"No one has increased the price anymore? Seven hundred and sixty spirit stones, you can auction this thing, this kind of good thing is really rare, if there is no price increase, it will be considered that this thing has been auctioned off! Everyone, the opportunity must not be lost, and the loss will not come again, you should not regret it......

This Zhang Mingquan is not a vegetarian either, and his words are incendiary.

"Uh, that, I'll give you seven hundred and seventy spirit stones...... one of the monks added ten spirit stones with a wince.

Someone dared to raise the price! The young man in white had a trace of gloom in his eyes, he often went in and out of the buying and selling places, and naturally knew the way of auctions, and raised the price by one hundred twice, just to quickly cut through the chaos to get the Hell Net, I thought that most of the monks here were not highly cultivated, and the spirit stones on their bodies were not abundant, but I didn't expect that there were still unsightly guys bidding.

The young man in white glanced at the monk who made the bid with a gloomy face, knowing that he had a beginning, and if he wanted to take down this treasure that restrained the ghosts and ghosts, he might not be able to take it without spending a little price.

Sure enough, as soon as the monk finished bidding, a monk followed.

"Seven hundred and eight!"

"Eight hundred!"

"Eight hundred and two!"

"Eight, eight hundred and three......"

"Nine hundred and three!"

"Sizzle-----"

"Zhang Daoyou, I think, nine hundred and thirty spirit stones, compared with the price of high-grade magic weapons, is already almost the same, this young master can get this hell net......" The white-clothed young man said to Zhang Mingquan in his mouth, but his eyes swept towards the surrounding monks, and his eyes flickered, and the threat was revealed.

Zhang Mingquan saw the young man in white asking him directly, and he was secretly angry in his heart, isn't this a forced buying and selling?

However, Zhang Mingquan recognized that the young man in white was the young sect master of the Baiyun Sect, and he had a bit of a background, although he was not worried about offending him, but at this time, this magic weapon had already sold for a good price, so he didn't want to make any extraneous branches.

"It turned out to be the Young Sect Master of the White Cloud Sect, well, yes, if no one increases the price, this Hell Net will belong to the Young Sect Master......" Zhang Mingquan said politely, but he didn't say it to death.

The young man in white smiled, glanced around, and said loudly: "Everyone, is there anyone who has increased the price? If no one increases the price, this thing will belong to the young master!"

The young man in white was anti-guest, his eyes were overlooked, and many monks looked away, and they didn't dare to look at him, the young master of the Baiyun Sect had the support of Jindan monks behind him, and he couldn't afford to provoke him. ,

This white-clothed young man surnamed Sun was so arrogant, which made Zhang Mingquan unhappy, and Liu Manyundai frowned slightly.

Zhang Mingquan and Liu Manyun are both disciples of the sect, and the relationship between the sects is intertwined, the pros and cons are equal, and it is easy not to cause any major contradictions, so as not to cause conflicts between the sects, so as not to make any overreactions.

Just as Zhang Mingquan was about to open his mouth to determine the ownership of the Hell Net, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"A thousand spirit stones!"

There was a character who was not afraid of the White Cloud Sect appeared, listening to the voice, it was still a woman, her voice was soft, sweet, magnetic, and indescribably beautiful.

The source of the voice was quite close to Shen Qing's position, to be precise, it was in the seat in front of him, and it still occupied the chair he had once sat in.

The one who raised the price was a female nun wearing a black gauze skirt, with green silk hair and a thin veil covering her face, revealing only the appropriate shade of eyebrows and a pair of autumn-like bright eyes.

Shen Qing had actually seen this woman a long time ago, and this woman was sitting on the chair he had sat on not long ago, when Shen Qing returned from the back of the passage, he saw that the seat was occupied, and it was difficult to claim it back, and he didn't bother to move the nest, so he stood behind this woman.

This black-clothed female cultivator bid a thousand spirit stones, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

In front of everyone's eyes, the black-clothed nun sat still, her beautiful eyes were as clear as water, and she turned a blind eye to the gathering of countless eyes.

The Hell Net was a magic weapon sent by Shen Qing, and it was so close to her, so naturally she couldn't help but look at her.

The back of the black-clothed nun is extremely graceful and moving, with a slender neck, fair and delicate, and smooth shoulder lines, soft and graceful.

Maybe it was because she was too close, the black-clothed nun seemed to sense Shen Qing's gaze, and suddenly turned around, Shen Qing didn't have time to withdraw her gaze, and suddenly met her eyes.

This is a pair of very charming eyes, the eyelashes are slender and slightly curled, and the eyes are clear, but these charming eyes have a trace of coldness, staring at Shen Qing, and the eyes are obviously not good.

Being glared at by the black-clothed female cultivator like this, Shen Qing quickly looked away, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart, and couldn't help muttering: "Why are you staring at me? ”

Shen Qing's muttering was very small, almost swirling in her throat, and the black-clothed nun seemed to hear it and glared at him again, but after glaring, she turned her head away and ignored Shen Qing again.

A medium-grade magic weapon is as high as a thousand spirit stones, almost the same as a high-grade magic weapon, even if it is a young man in white, he did not increase the price, but his face was very ugly, staring at the black-clothed female cultivator from a distance, his eyes flickered, and there was a trace of yin and poison.

At this time, Zhang Mingquan asked three times in a row, but no one raised the price, and the Hell Net was obtained by the black-clothed female cultivator.

The auction continued, and next, all kinds of talismans, pills, heaven and earth spirit essences, and rare minerals appeared one after another, and the atmosphere was extremely warm, and even Shen Qing couldn't help but bid for a fist-sized Yin Netherworld Stone.

The auction was in full swing and lively, and when Liu Manyun displayed several high-quality magic weapons, it immediately detonated the enthusiasm of the monks, and the bidding voices rose one after another, all the way up.

And the rune treasure in the finale auction attracted even more exclamations.

Shen Qing once learned from the "True Solution of the Foundation of Cultivation" that rune treasures can only be refined by Jindan monks, and their power can be imagined, and unlike runes, rune treasures can be used many times.

In the auction, which was mainly dominated by Qi cultivators, the appearance of the rune treasure naturally made all the monks go crazy! The bidding almost didn't pause, and it climbed to a huge size of more than 7,000 spirit stones!

In the end, after a fierce bidding competition, the mysterious black-clothed female cultivator auctioned the precious rune treasure at the price of nearly ten thousand spirit stones.

Of course, for such a valuable thing, the auctioneer had made thorough preparations, and it was impossible to trade on the spot, so Liu Manyun on the wooden platform called the black-clothed female cultivator to go to the south passage.

The finale of the rune treasure was auctioned at a sky-high price, and the auction ended, and all the monks also scattered and left, and some of the monks went to the southern passage, among them, there was Shen Qing.

As he had done before, he waited for a while at the entrance of the passage, and only went in after the monk in front of him had come out.

As soon as he stepped into the small hall, Shen Qing couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In the small hall, not only the two beautiful girls were there, but also the charming and charming Liu Manyun, who was wearing a goose yellow shirt, was also there.

As soon as Shen Qing came in, the eyes of the three beauties of all sizes were wandering, and their eyes all looked at him.

The blue-clothed girl smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you here, do you want to exchange for spirit stones?"

Shen Qing nodded slightly, took out the voucher, and handed it over.

It's just that it was not the girl in blue who took the certificate, but Liu Manyun.