There are eight halls in the Qianxiu Palace.

Normally, half of the entrances are open, but today only one is open.

Grabbing. The monks of the Imperial Sword Hall were lined up on both sides, leaving a wide passage in the middle.

Chen Ping didn't come late, but he was also ranked behind dozens of places.

Fortunately, the release speed was very fast, and half an hour later, he entered the venue with the jade voucher given by Jin Chen.

In the open space on the first floor, rows of futons are arranged.

In the center, there is a crystal clear pool.

A cyan turtle shell with a radius of more than ten zhang floated on the water.

On the second floor of the main hall, there are many exquisitely decorated private rooms, and all the monks who go up the stairs are the foundation building realm.

The vast space monks were sparse, and Chen Ping chose to sit in a remote corner of the main hall.

It wasn't until noon that the figures in the hall gradually increased, and when they swept away, there were about four or five hundred people.

Due to the restrictions of the admission rules, almost half of the monks with considerable financial resources came to the area of Jinrui Island.

After nine huge bells, the auction began.

"Bang dang!"

The heavy door of the hall slowly closed, and several piercing sounds of jinge rang out.

"What's going on?"

Chen Ping's eyelids jumped, and his heart seemed to have a sense of restlessness.

At this moment, a thin old man flew down from the second floor and landed lightly on the turtle shell of the pool.

He wore a red robe with gold embroidered edges, and I don't know what material it was made of, and the reflection was full of colors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in Xia Jinwu, you are the host of this auction."

The thin old man said loudly, with an extra hammer and a bell in his hand.

"Hey, hey."

Chen Ping smiled teasingly, he finally got to see a real person today.

The foundation building monk of the Jin family has heard the most about this Jin Wufang.

It's not that he's powerful, it's that his lace stories make people talk about it.

Hiding from his strict wife at home, he spends thousands of spirit stones every year to hide the treasure.

In the end, it made Meng Yan, a qi cultivator, dig into the corner.

However, Meng Yan is suspected to have obtained the inheritance of great power, and in terms of potential, he is much stronger than Jin Wufang in the early stage of foundation building.

Just like him, Chen Ping, if he is willing to devote himself to teaching the exercises and cultivation experience of his previous life, I am afraid that he can easily capture the heart of the foundation building female cultivator.

"There are a total of 80 ordinary auction items in this auction, and 6 finale auction items!"

"In principle, the quotation shall prevail as the following spirit stones, and it can also be offset in kind."

"In addition, in order to ensure a fair offer, the auction prohibits all forms of suppression and collusion, and violators will be expelled from the Qianxiu Hall immediately, and my Jin family will investigate the corresponding reputational losses."

Jin Wufang's voice was as gentle as jade, with a hint of domineering, and spread throughout the hall through the amplification array.

"Eighty auction items."

Chen Ping thought about it, there was a little discrepancy from the previous amount in the jade slip, it should be that in recent days, there were monks who temporarily brought treasures to consign.

"Don't talk nonsense, the auction will officially begin!"

Jin Wufang took the small hammer and struck the small bell gently.

As soon as the words ended, a beautiful maid walked out of the rear side hall, slim and elegant, holding a boxy brocade box in her hand.

"The first item in this auction is a piece of the second-order refining material Cypress Stone."

"This stone weighs half a catty, and this fist-sized piece can create at least two superb magic weapons."

"Cui Bai Stone, the starting price is 1,500 spirit stones, and the price increase in each round shall not be less than 50."

Jin Wufang pointed to the green ore in the box and explained lightly.

"One thousand sixteen."

A blue-robed monk sitting on the first floor shouted first.

"One thousand six hundred and five."

"One thousand eight."

"Two thousand!"

As the price is raised to this amount, no one continues to increase the price.

Usually, this piece of cypress stone is only 1,900 spirit stones.

Jin Wufang nodded with a smile and walked towards the person with the highest bid: "Please go to the apse to make the delivery." ”

"Now for the second treasure."

Jin Wufang clapped his hands, and the beautiful maid took out another item from the storage bag.

"The best magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Fire Halberd, has been confirmed by the master of this pavilion to appreciate the treasure, and its power is slightly higher than that of the same level magic weapon, don't miss it for the Daoists of the Fire Spirit Root!"

……

In the corner of the main hall, Chen Ping sat on the futon and closed his eyes and took a nap.

At this moment, a full day has passed since the auction opened.

During this period, 40 lots were sold, and no first-class lots were sold.

Halfway through, the competition for certain treasures was particularly fierce, and even attracted the bidding of the foundation building monks, which lasted for half an hour.

In the central pool, on the huge turtle shell, Jin Wufang was gone.

He was replaced by a woman with a pure white veil, with a thin waist of willow, and even if she was half-sitting on the piano, she couldn't cover her graceful figure.

With the flicking of her jade hand, the lingering melody reached the ears of the cultivators.

The beauty plays the piano, melodious.

Many monks were refreshed and relaxed, and they hummed a small tune comfortably.

"What the hell is the Jin family doing, they have been resting for an hour, and they don't continue?"

Around Chen Ping, a monk who didn't like this kind of trick shouted in a low voice.

"Hehe, isn't that good? On weekdays, I listen to Fairy Xie play a song, but I have to throw a lot of spirit stones! ”

Refuting him was a monk with a reddish face, and as he spoke, his fingers still sketching up and down the melody as if he were making a peerless painting.

"Is the Jin family planning to support her?"

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly guessed in his heart.

The female cultivator on the turtle shell is none other than Xie Wanyi, one of the four fairies of Jinrui City, Qiongnu Shuijian.

This woman has peerless appearance, superb piano skills, and often makes male cultivators spend a lot of money, which can be described as a small cash cow.

And the backstage of Qiongnu Shuijian is the Jin family.

This auction ceremony was also led by the Jin family.

Inviting the chief cleaner under his own industry to add to the atmosphere, and by the way, he can enhance the woman's fame, which is really a plan to kill two birds with one stone.

"You've been waiting for a long time."

After Xie Wanyi floated away, Jin Wufang finally reappeared.

As soon as he stepped on the stage, the sharp-eyed people were staring at the object he was holding in his palm.

This is a jade bottle with a thin neck and a large belly.

Inside the jade bottle, there is a clear spring, which is dazzling in circulation, as if there is a clear moonlight shining on it.

"A three-tael soul spring water, the preciousness of this spring must be known to everyone, right?"

Jin Wufang smiled, and introduced another sentence: "After drinking, it will increase the power of the monk's divine consciousness by fifty zhang." ”

"No matter what realm the Taoist friend is, as long as he has not used this spring, it will produce the full effect."

"The starting price is four thousand spirit stones, and the price increase is at least one hundred each time!"

"Four thousand one."

"Four thousand five."

"I'm out of four thousand seven!"

As soon as the opening session began, several monks participated in the quotation.

Fantasy Fantasy. Compared with the previous dozens of auction items, the auction scene of the Soul Spring Water was obviously much hotter, and the price was refreshed many times in a few breaths.

A large number of monks on the field came to the Soul Spring.

You must know that a peak Qi cultivation cultivator can release his divine consciousness at a distance of less than two hundred zhang.

Swallowing this spring, it can immediately increase the power of the divine soul by more than 20%, or it is permanent, how can they not be tempted by it.