Qing looked at the neighbors who would compete for bidding, and then calculate the spirit stones on their bodies.

After some competition, in the end, Zhuji Dan was sold for 103,000 spirit stones: after the auction set off this climax, the so-called ups and downs, and then, some things worth more than 10,000 yuan, but not too precious appeared in the auction one after another.

After Shen Qing spent 15,000 spirit stones to get a seven-hundred-year-old purple butterfly flower, he never made a move, sitting there, tasting mellow spirit tea, and chatting with Feng Ling from time to time: It wasn't until the appearance of the 10,000-year-old cold iron stone that Shen Qing cheered up, and at this time, the monks in the hall began to talk about it again!

"Ten Thousand Years of Cold Iron Stone?

"It's true, that cold air, I can sense it here, it's definitely a 10,000-year-old cold iron stone!" "My God, I'm afraid I haven't seen this treasure for several years, right? This is a good thing, just add a little, you and my magic weapon will be upgraded by at least one level!"

"The wonderful use of the 10,000-year-old cold iron stone, don't you say it, fellow Daoist, everyone knows, presumably, just such a piece of multi-head size of 10,000-year-old cold iron is the heavy treasure of this auction of Duobao Pavilion, right?"

"It's indeed a heavy treasure, not to mention improving the level of magic weapons, spiritual weapons are not a problem, and besides, it's just such a big piece of 10,000-year-old cold iron stone, not to mention magic weapons, spiritual energy, and improving magic weapons......"

"Squirting magic weapons?"

Shen Qing couldn't help but cheer when he heard the discussion of the cultivators downstairs, even he didn't expect that the 10,000-year-old cold iron stone he had auctioned for the Duobao Pavilion would be a treasure in the eyes of the monks.

"Ten thousand years of cold iron stone, the origin of this thing is unknown, it is a monk who entrusted me to auction it in Duobao Pavilion, as for the wonderful use of this ten thousand years of cold iron stone, the old man of the magic weapon will not bother to speak......——. the auction will start below, the reserve price is 50,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000 spirit stones each time!"

The floor price is 50,000 spirit stones! The hall was full of scavenging cool air, even Shen Qing was also sucking in the cool air, and he almost didn't believe his ears I knew that my 10,000-year-old cold iron was so valuable, and I should have fought for that Zhuji Dan before!

Shen Qing secretly regretted in his heart that he didn't photograph the Zhuji Dan, and at the same time, he was also a little uneasy, the 10,000-year-old cold iron stone he handed over to the Duobao Pavilion was only the tip of the iceberg, and there was a huge piece in the Qiankun Pearl, such a heavy treasure in his body, once the phoenix fairy doubted it, this disaster would be a big disaster.

Between the seven up and eight down in my heart, the auction of the 10,000-year-old cold iron stone was already in full swing, and what was different was that this time it was mainly the monks in the VIP box on the second floor who were bidding, and the price soared all the way, and in the blink of an eye, the price had been reported to 86,000 spirit stones.

"Damn, Lao Tzu gave out 90,000 spirit stones!" Listen, it was the villain in the No. 8 box who made the bid.

Shen Qing heard that it was the villain's offer, chún twitched slightly, and a hint of schadenfreude emerged, hoping that someone would bid with the villain, maybe he could slaughter the wolf!

Shen Qing thought about it, there was really someone bidding with that evil customer, and the bidding was in the No. 16 box next to Shen Qing.

However, the evil guest was obviously heartbroken, and while biting hard, he spoke evil words from time to time, and after some bidding, the monk next door obviously couldn't stand the evil guest's verbal disturbance, and withdrew from the competition.

In the end, the evil man got the fist-sized cold iron stone for the price of 164,000 spirit stones!

The 10,000-year-old cold iron stone is obviously the finale of this auction, this item is auctioned, which means that the auction is over, and after Wan Liming officially announced the end, a group of monks in the hall downstairs stood up and picked it, and rushed towards the door in a chaotic manner.

As a VIP, Shen Qing naturally doesn't have to go down to squeeze the main gate, not to mention, the 10,000-year-old cold iron stone is sold, and there are still a large amount of spirit stones to collect.

Just when Shen Qing was about to ask Feng Ling, he saw Feng Ling already walking to the three-legged incense burner, waving her hand, removing the incense burner, and then uncovering the carpet and forming a circular formation.

Shen Qing went to take a closer look, and found that this formation actually had a mysterious pattern, a bit like the teleportation array seen in the tower of the ancient ruins Ziyun General, but the ring formation in front of him was much smaller, and there was only one groove for placing the spirit stone.

Yuan Cai's so-called secret passage is this small teleportation array, and he can leave here without even leaving the box door, and Shen Qing can't help but feel at ease. , "Childe" Feng Ling slightly sideways gestured to please.

Shen Qing didn't hesitate, so he stood up according to his words, and followed, Feng Ling also entered the teleportation array.

The teleportation array is quite small, and it is the limit to accommodate two people, Feng Ling's advance, between skin changes, Shen Qing smelled the unique body fragrance of a girl emanating from her body, which smelled very good.

At this time, Feng Ling's slender hand was relaxed, and she pinched a trick to spread the groove with the spirit stone, only to hear the sound of "hum", a white light flashed in front of Shen Qing's eyes, and in a trance, the light disappeared, at this time, Shen Qing found that his majesty had been in a spacious room

This room is quite spacious, but except for the teleportation array under your feet, there are no other furnishings, giving people the feeling of being empty and empty.

However, outside of the formation, there are two young girls, both of whom are cultivating at the Qi Strength Level, which is one level higher than Shen Qingdu, presumably, they should be the guards of this teleportation array.

"Senior Sister Feng Ling is picking back——...... one of the picturesque girls saluted and greeted: Feng Ling saw that her status was not low, she nodded slightly, her eyes wandered, and she looked at Shen Qing: "Childe, it's time to get there, please pick it with the maid......"

Feng Ling whispered softly, but there was a faint flush on her pretty face, when she teleported before, because the teleportation array was too small, Shen Qing's arm rubbed against her, which made her feel shy.

Shen Qing didn't know where this place was, but with Feng Ling leading the way, Shen Qing didn't say anything to ask, if he came, he would be safe, how to say it, he would also collect that large amount of spirit stones.

As Feng Ling walked out of the house, there was a courtyard outside, which looked like a garden, with flowers and plants, tree shadows, and rockery ponds dotted among them.

In the shade of the trees on the east side of the garden, a chic pavilion stands out in the corner.

Before arriving at the pillar pavilion, Shen Qing saw the true face of the pavilion, the pavilion is divided into two floors, the area is not large, but it is the eaves flow corner, carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite and gorgeous, above the main entrance of the pavilion, there is also a plaque, on the book "Fengwu Pavilion" three Daewoo.

Feng Ling led Shen Qing to the bottom of the steps of Fengwu Pavilion, then stopped, followed by a slight salute towards the attic, and said crisply: "Sister Xiaolu, the maid took Shen Gongzi with you." ”

"Well, please Shen Gongzi come in, you go down first......" The voice coming from the attic was jiāo and charming, and it was the voice of Feng Xinru.

"Yes, Sister Young. After Feng Ling saluted again, Jiāo's body was slightly sideways, let go of half of his body, and looked at Shen Qingdao: "Shen Gongzi" Sister Xiao Lu is invited, and the maid will retire first......

Without waiting for Shen Qing to respond, Feng Ling turned around and left.

Feng Ling left, leaving Shen Qing alone in front of the pavilion, Shen Qing groaned slightly, and still took steps to the ground.

As soon as you enter the attic, you can smell a faint fragrance like an orchid and musk, and it is a spacious main hall with a soft stall at the foot, and the front is the middle hall Yu painting, under the Yu painting is a table of eight immortals, and there is an incense burner burning incense on the soil surface, and the soft chairs used to meet guests are placed on both sides.

The main hall is unoccupied, and there is a staircase on the side that leads to the second floor.

At this time, only Huzhi uploaded Cai Feng Xinru's greasy and slightly magnetic voice: "Brother Shen, the concubine body is not inferior, please go up to the second horizontal"

When Shen Qing heard this, he hesitated slightly, but still walked towards the staircase on the side. Climbing up the stairs, the good smell of the fragrance became more and more lush, fortunately, Shen Qing didn't notice anything wrong with this fragrant fragrance, so he didn't take too much precautions, not to mention, with Feng Xinru cultivating during the foundation building period, it was just a matter of raising his hands to clean himself up, and there was no need to take out something like míhún incense.

Walking up to the second floor, there is a soft carpet under your feet, the fragrance is lingering between your noses, and the first thing that catches your eye is a layer of pale pink sè veil.

Through the thin veil, you can vaguely see a delicate purple trough wood big chuáng, on the big chuáng, you can vaguely see a graceful woman lying on it, this second floor, is actually a boudoir full of feminine atmosphere.

Feng Xinru, who was reclining in Chuáng, saw Shen Qing Shangcai, slightly owed, changed from reclining to sitting, and followed, and beckoned to Shen Qing with a lazy expression: "Brother Shen, enter the ...... of the coffee."

Shen Qing was slightly stunned, can this woman's boudoir enter at will?

But since Feng Xinru didn't mind, Shen Qing was no longer hypocritical, lifted the fragrant veil, and slowly looked in.

Shen Qing first saluted Feng Xinru in a proper manner: "I've seen the phoenix fairy below." Feng Xinru chuckled: "Little Brother Shen doesn't need to do much, please sit down."

In the boudoir, there is also a soft couch that can be sat and reclined on, facing the exquisite red sandalwood chuáng. If Feng Xin invited Shen Qing to sit down, it was naturally the only soft couch in the boudoir: after Shen Qing sat down, he looked at his nose and shrugged his heart, and behaved very well.

There was no way, without the barrier of the pink veil, Shen Qingjincai just glanced slightly, and caught a glimpse of Feng Xinru's lazy and enchanting figure lying on the big chuáng.

She was only covered with a thin skirt, and she saw that at the opening of the placket, there was a touch of white and delicate neck, and the pink clothes she wore were faintly visible.

Feng Xinru noticed Shen Qing's restrained expression, and couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle: "Little Brother Shen, when you get here, you don't have to be so restrained, the concubine doesn't treat you as an outsider......!"