Volume 2 Immortal Fan Who Changed Chapter 55 Yan Yu Auction III

Hearing someone shouting at him, Bi Lao slowly turned his mind around, and when he saw the audience quietly looking at him on and off the stage, he realized that he had just made a gaffe move.

His old face was slightly red, he pretended to be nothing, stood up straight, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "It was the old man who lost his temper just now." This is a 2,000-year-old red pearl ginseng, which can prolong the life span for two years if eaten raw. If there is a recipe for red ginseng longevity soup, drinking it can prolong life by four years. If it can be made into Chiyuan Dan, it can increase its life span by ten years according to the records of its predecessors. ”

Boom, the exclamations in the auction almost shook the ceiling.

What is everyone cultivating for, not for immortality.

No one expected that a spiritual object that would increase longevity would appear at an auction where qi cultivation and foundation building could appear. It's so exciting.

Also unexpectedly were Nangong Xiao and Shopkeeper Luo, who originally thought that red pearl ginseng was just the main medicine of several growth cultivation and healing elixirs.

I really didn't expect that the two-thousand-year-old red pearl ginseng would have such an effect, if he had known that this was the case, Nangong Xiao would not have said anything and would not take it out for auction.

Isn't it fragrant to take it yourself and nibble it raw?

If Nangong Xiao was in the midst of heartache, the shopkeeper felt that he was already sitting on the crater of a volcano that was about to erupt.

This old man who wants to die or not die actually said this kind of longevity thing. Doesn't he know how much commotion this will cause?

Looking at the onlookers in front of them, their eyes were almost as red as the red beads on the roots of the red beads.

He shuddered, and hurriedly punched out a transmission note, while his mouth was still transmitting frantically.

This is not a place he can stop, and he has to hire a real steward.

He regrets it now, and he should communicate with Bi Lao in advance. But for the sake of mystery, he has been keeping the finale item a secret.

The audience was silent, only the sound of rapid panting, and dozens of black hats swaying back and forth uneasily, gradually surging to the stage.

Just when the scene was about to get out of control, the four foundation building monks of the auction house turned to the front of the stage, and they all spread their spiritual pressure and enveloped the entire venue.

This is the entire foundation of the auction house.

Under the joint pressure of the four Zhuji, the monks who had just been a little crazy in the audience became sober. After all, this is in Yunjingfang City, where masters from all factions gather, and the Yanyu Auction House is not a small fish and shrimp. Although wealth is in danger, if it is just to die, no one wants to do such a stupid thing.

Some of the dark thoughts of the crowd were quietly put away.

Shopkeeper Luo calmed down for a moment and smiled again.

"I didn't expect red pearl ginseng to have such an effect, it's really unexpected. It was really Bi Laohui's eyes that did not make the treasure dusty. ”

He bit the last few words very hard, and Nangong Xiao felt that he had endured it really hard.

"Well, it's a prize, after all, identifying authenticity is the meaning of being old and decayed." Bi Lao didn't hear the anger in Shopkeeper Luo's words at all, and he stroked his beard, very complacent.

"Goose, haha." Shopkeeper Luo's dry laughing voice was a little out of tune, in order not to let his emotions get out of control, he immediately changed the topic, and he didn't bother the blue fairy.

"Two thousand years of red pearl ginseng, the reserve price is three thousand spirit stones. Bidding is now open! ”

As soon as Shopkeeper Luo's voice fell, several quotations sounded.

"I'll give out four thousand spirit stones!"

"My East Gate Shen family has four thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

"Do you still report to your family and want to overwhelm others? I'm not afraid of you, five thousand spirit stones! ”

"Seven thousand spirit stones!"

Nangong Xiao looked at the young man sitting next to him in surprise.

"You're bidding too?"

"Yikes!" The young monk seemed to have just realized that he had done something out of the ordinary, and replied with some weakness.

"I forgot that Wu Lao was not here this time, and he didn't bring so many spirit stones, so he shouldn't have taken a picture."

Nangong Xiao was speechless, what is the situation of this young man, but it is okay, it can be regarded as helping himself to pave the way.

The price of seven thousand spirit stones paused the shouts of the auction for a few breaths, this was already the net worth of an ordinary foundation building and scattered cultivation.

In the box, Mu Lao asked eagerly.

"Young Master, do we ...... too?"

"No, you don't." Second Prince Yue shook his head calmly, "This is not our purpose, don't make extraneous branches, the more ruthless they bid, the more beneficial it will be for us." ”

The minds of everyone present began to cool down, whether it was worth pressing all their belongings for a few years of longevity.

"Eight thousand spirit stones." A calm voice came from a box on the second floor.

Nangong Xiao looked for prestige, and it was the Nangong family who made a move.

It seems that the real financiers are starting to bid.

"Nangong Runqing, you are so generous, how can my Fan family let you specialize in beauty? Eight thousand five hundred spirit stones. ”

Nangong Runqing's narrow Danfeng eyes glanced in the direction of the voice, and a smile appeared in his mouth.

"It turned out to be Fan Zhongke's fellow Daoist, after the Pingbo Lake exchange that day, this is the first time we have met, and we have to catch up with the old days when the auction is over. Nine thousand and one spirit stones. ”

There was an angry muffled hum in the Fan family's box.

Everyone didn't know whether Fan Zhongke, a strong man in the middle stage of foundation building, was dissatisfied with Nangong Runqing's almost joking offer of nine thousand and one spirit stones.

"Nine thousand five hundred spirit stones." Fan Zhongke still followed closely.

Nangong Runqing's words in return seemed unhurried.

"Ten thousand and one spirit stones."

The chatter that had gradually subsided as the two families bidding each other became an uproar.

10,000 spirit stones, this is the first time that the auction has entered the 10,000 spirit stone mark.

Shopkeeper Luo smiled, and from him, he could clearly see that dozens of black hats under the stage were looking at the box of Nangong's house in unison.

It seems that the proceeds of this auction can be looked forward to.

In the box, Fan Zhongke's three long strands of long hair carefully groomed under his chin trembled slightly, showing his anger and unwillingness.

The Fan family has produced many talents in his generation, and four people have successfully built the foundation. Coupled with the original old master in the middle of foundation building, a family of five foundations, there is a faint situation of the first Longluo family.

And the biggest stumbling block in front of the Fan family is the Nangong family opposite.

Originally, he wanted to bid for this red pearl ginseng today, so as to fall into the face of the Nangong family.

Judging from the tone of the other party, ten thousand spirit stones were not an unbearable price.

For the Fan family, 10,000 spirit stones are already a heavy burden.

Is this the essence of the old big family? Fan Zhongke had a helpless expression on his face.

But.

His eyes narrowed.

I still have to add some blockage to Nangong's family.

"Ten thousand and five hundred spirit stones."

Nangong Runqing quickly replied.

"Ten thousand five hundred and fifty-one."

For this more subtle offer, Fan Zhongke did not mean to shout again.

Because he knew that Nangong Runqing's guy was not without spirit stones, but saw through his own lack of confidence.

If he really dared to quote again, the red pearl ginseng of more than 10,000 spirit stones would really be smashed in his hands.

And is this red pearl ginseng worth the price?

For the Fan family, who has no spiritual food recipes and no elixir recipes, this is certainly not worth it. Didn't you look at the foundation elders of those sects, and they didn't make a move.

"One thousand five hundred and fifty-one spirit stones at a time."

"One thousand five hundred and fifty-one spirit stones for the second time."

"One thousand five hundred and fifty-one spirit stones three times. Deal. Congratulations to Nangong Daoyou for winning 2,000 copies of red pearl ginseng. ”

With the pleasant voice of the blue fairy, the ownership of the first finale auction item has come to fruition.

Everyone congratulated Nangong Runqing one after another, and the Fan family was like a clown who failed in a provocation and was laughed at by them in a low voice.

Fan Zhongke is surprisingly calm, the Fan family's momentum has been achieved, this is just a small temptation.

Nangong Xiao was also among the congratulations, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Alas, even if the times have changed, the plane has changed, and even mortals have changed into cultivators. But the fact that wealth is still in the hands of a few has not changed.

Hu Qianli was able to kill himself for the jade slip that was refining a low-level and middle-grade talisman. As everyone knows, these inheritance families spend thousands of dollars in the auction hall to show their strength.

The gap between the rich and the poor is so huge, it is really embarrassing.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist. It's so exciting! ”

The excited voice of the young monk next to him pulled Nangong Xiao back from his thoughts.

Nangong Xiao smiled and said to him, "Do you think it's really exciting?" ”

The young monk immediately nodded yes, and Nangong Xiao felt that his black hat was about to shake off.

"It's exciting, it's so exciting, it's the first time I've seen such a thing as buying a commodity with 10,000 spirit stones, it's really worth the trip."

Nangong Xiao's voice became more and more bewitching.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to be a little more exciting?"

......

"Next up is our second finale, which is a rare top-notch defensive artifact "Fog and Sand". This defensive magic weapon was made by the Jin Sheng Refining Weapon Master who spent seven hundred and forty-nine days refining in the earth fire, and then put it into the depths of the earth veins and cultivated it for a year. Please enjoy it. ”

After speaking, Shopkeeper Luo took out a yellow ball from the storage bag and handed it to Bi Lao.

Most of the people in the audience looked at each other, this can also be a defensive magic weapon?

Bi Lao didn't care, but after testing with various small tricks, he let out a voice of admiration.

"It is worthy of Master Jin's handwriting, the skills are really becoming more and more perfect, if it weren't for the cultivation restrictions, I'm afraid the master would have been able to refine the magic weapon."

When everyone below heard this, they all became more interested in this defensive magic weapon.

At this time, a question came from a box on the second floor.

"Bi Lao's evaluation, all of us here are trustworthy, but please demonstrate, we are so sure that we can bid, right?"

Bi Lao stroked the beard under his chin and nodded: "This is natural, there are three changes in the fog and sand, but considering the secrecy of the bidder's own means, the old man can only perform the most basic change, and the other two more subtle changes are better known to the winner himself." ”

The monks had no objection to this, after all, this was different from the Diancang Sword that was auctioned at the beginning, and if outsiders did not use it themselves, they would not be able to see through the subtleties. In this way, the person who makes the magic weapon has a life-saving hole card, and who thinks that he has more hole cards?