Everyone present already knew the rules of this auction for a long time, so after the three masters of Qionghuatai appeared, there was no commotion at all, which showed the bearing of a cultivator.

Ling Zheng stood in the crowd, speechless as he looked at a short and thin old man who had just run over beside him.

He didn't know how the short, thin old man had appeared beside him, and he didn't know why the old man had to sit beside him and pick his feet. It's just a matter of picking his feet, this old man even stretched his feet to Ling Zheng's side and asked, "Boy, do you smell the fragrance?"

Ling Zheng knew that this old man was most likely a master, because he could silently avoid his spiritual sense and deceive the people around him, cultivation was definitely not something he could imagine. Therefore, in the face of the old man's rude and vulgar behavior, Ling Zheng looked at his nose and nose, his mouth and heart, and put on a posture of being too lazy to pay attention to you.

Seeing Ling Zheng's reaction, the old man didn't continue to entangle, and continued to pick his feet.

On the Qionghua platform, the second stage master dressed as a Confucian student looked around, and said with a loud smile: "Thanks to all the Taoist friends, I came from millions of miles to participate in this auction." Without further ado, the auction began immediately. ”

The old man beside Ling Zheng pursed his lips and muttered, "It's not nonsense, but it's still a few words of nonsense." This kid hasn't grown at all. ”

Can call the second master of Qionghuatai, who is the number one in the Lei Ze Domain, "kid", this old man who picks his feet is either a madman or a master, Ling Zheng heard it well, and the guess in his heart about the identity of this old man is inclined to the latter.

"As an appetizer, the first thing to come out of must be on the table. The second master dressed as a Confucian said, the light flashed in his hand, and a purple dagger more than a foot long appeared: "The third-grade high-level spiritual weapon Hundred Poisonous Stingers, the material is taken from the 10,000-year-old cold iron at the bottom of the Poison Dragon Pond in the Western Regions of the Continent, which is highly toxic, and the monks below the Jindan Realm cultivation have absolutely no ability to detoxify." ”

"Since this hundred poisonous stingers are an appetizer, let's not talk about the reserve price. Fellow Daoists look at the bid, and the highest bidder wins. ”

As soon as he came up, he took out such a third-grade high-grade spiritual weapon, Ling Zheng saw it in his eyes, and secretly said in his heart that the specifications of this Qionghuatai auction were indeed not comparable to that Qixian Town.

After the main voice of Qionghuatai No. 2 fell, some people continued to make statements and ask for prices, and the scene seemed very regular.

"Second-grade spirit jade, one hundred yuan!"

"Second-grade spirit jade, one hundred and ten pieces!"

"One hundred and fifty pieces of second-grade spirit jade!"

"One hundred and seventy-five pieces of second-grade spirit jade!"

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Among the monks present, seventy percent of them were cultivators in the Spirit Condensation Realm, and the rest were basically monks in the Foundation Realm. As for whether there are old monsters in the Jindan Realm, Ling Zheng can't find out. He was very enthusiastic about this hundred poisonous stingers, but after thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't use it, and secondly, he didn't want the little girl Ning Ling'er to hold such a poisonous soldier, and after thinking about it for a while, there was no export bidding.

The old man who was sitting next to Ling Zheng glanced at the hundred poisonous stingers in the hands of the two masters, and said very scenously: "With the 10,000-year-old cold iron at the bottom of the Poisonous Dragon Pond, only such a piece of garbage has been refined, which is really enough to bury people." Besides, the dagger is a weapon that is used to kill people, and it must be simple and unpretentious. This garbage is actually flashing all over the body, and it looks coquettish, and the practicality is too low. ”

Ling Zheng glanced at the old man, feeling that this old guy's tone was really big.

Seeing that no one around him was willing to deal with him, the old man naturally leaned cheekily to Ling Zheng's side, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "Boy, I can't see that you are quite discerning, I can see that this is garbage, come on, come on, the old man will tell you carefully about the knowledge of this refining weapon......

Ling Zheng looked at the old man with his feet on his face. The old man was also interested, and when he saw Ling Zheng's expression, he closed his mouth.

Soon, the third-grade high-grade spirit weapon Hundred Poison Stingers were auctioned off by a Foundation Building Realm monk for the price of two hundred and fifty second-grade spirit jade. Seeing this, the foot-picking old man beside Ling Zheng muttered that it was really two hundred and five.

Ling Zheng really had a headache, so he moved to the side quietly, and when the old man saw this, he actually came up again, making Ling Zheng completely speechless.

After the hundred poisonous stingers were photographed by the foundation building realm monk, the second master of Qionghuatai took out another piece of jade slip, and said loudly: "Wind attribute **-Flowing Wind Spectrum, human-level eighth order, starting price of three hundred second-grade spirit jade!"

With the words of the eighth order of the human level, the many monks present finally could not calm down and began to discuss.

Ling Zheng didn't understand the meaning of the words "Human-level Eighth Order", he just frowned, and the old man beside him smiled and said, "Boy, this thing is also graded." From high to low, ask the heavens, earth and people in three levels, each level is divided into eleven steps, a total of thirty-three steps, meaning that the thirty-three heavens of the road to the immortals. Most of the ** that has been circulated in time are human-level, and there are very few who can surpass the seventh-order human-level, and now there is a human-level eighth-order **, no wonder these guys who have never seen the world are surprised. ”

Before he could ask, Ling Zheng, who knew the answer, somewhat eased his attitude towards the old man, nodded at the old man with a smile, and said, "Thank you." ”

"This stuff is known to everyone. The old man smiled and said, "Boy, what do you want to buy when you come to this auction?"

Ling Zheng didn't hide it either, and replied: "Yin attribute **, give it to my niece." ”

"Oh?" The old man's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer and asked, "How old is your niece?

Ling Zheng didn't understand why this old man looked a little excited, but when he mentioned the little girl Ning Ling'er, Ling Zheng, who was an uncle, suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart, and said with a smile: "The little girl is nineteen years old this year, and she has just cultivated for a short time, and she has cultivated to the sixth order of the Spirit Condensation Realm with the Spirit Movement Technique. ”

The old man widened his eyes and asked blankly, "Spirit Technique?"

Ling Zheng didn't know why the old man was so surprised, and nodded.

"How long has she been cultivating?" The old man didn't care about picking his feet, and grabbed Ling Zheng's arm with an excited face, so strong that Ling Zheng, whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, felt a burst of pain.

Ling Zheng, who realized that the situation was wrong, knew the unfathomable nature of the old man who picked his feet, but he thought about it and felt that if he told the truth, it would probably make the old man even more excited, so he said, "I've been cultivating for five years." ”

The old man listened to Ling Zheng's lie, and asked even more excitedly, "Five years, less than a year to break the first rank?"

Ling Zheng nodded, and secretly said in his heart that if he said that the little girl had only cultivated for more than a month and had cultivated to the sixth order of the Spirit Condensing Realm, would this old man be scared to death.

The old man let go of Ling Zheng's arm, put on a smile that could even be said to be a little flattering, and said in a low voice: "Hey, boy, discuss something." When this auction is over, how about taking the old man to meet your niece?"

Ling Zheng looked at the unfathomable strength of the old man in front of him, for fear that he would suffer disaster if he refused, so he agreed with his mouth.

But at the same time as he agreed, he had already made up his mind, and after the auction was over, he would immediately find a place where no one was around, and use the Demon Thousand Transformation Technique to change his face. He didn't see that this old man was a particular person, and he didn't want him to see the little girl Ning Ling'er.

When the old man saw Ling Zheng agree, his old face was even more smiling, but his posture was somewhat more regular, and he stopped picking his feet.

That human-level eighth-order wind attribute ** flow wind spectrum was bought by a medium-strength cultivator sect leader in this Lei Ze domain for the price of five hundred second-grade spirit jade. When the old man saw it, he looked disdainful.

Because the things auctioned are becoming more and more precious, the atmosphere of the auction is also becoming more and more enthusiastic. Some of the old guys, who had been quiet, also started bidding.

Ling Zheng was an eye-opener, originally in his eyes, it was extremely valuable four-grade elixirs, rare medicinal materials, high-grade beast spirit array stones, array path magic weapons, four- and five-grade spiritual weapons, etc., all appeared in this auction in turn, there were Qionghuatai's own things, and there were also some things that cultivators entrusted Qionghuatai to auction, which could be described as a wide variety, which made Ling Zheng a little dazzled for a while.

The old man who no longer picked his feet had been staring at Ling Zheng, and when he saw his expression, he smiled and said, "Boy, you obviously have the cultivation of building a foundation realm, but why do you seem to have never seen the world." ”

Ling Zheng did not answer the question.

After auctioning more than 30 items in a row, another jade slip made of black jade appeared in the hands of the second master of Qionghuatai, and said loudly: "Okay, the next thing to be auctioned is one of the most precious items in this auction." ”

"This is a human-level tenth-order Yin attribute**, called Xuanyin Gong. I won't say much about its value, but you should know how much it is worth. The second master of Qionghuatai said with a smile: "This Xuanyin Gong is the same as the hundred poisonous stingers that were auctioned at the beginning, there is no reserve price. But one thing I want to make clear, if any Taoist friend bids too low, don't say it to humiliate yourself. ”

The second master of Qionghuatai spoke kindly, but after listening to what he said, many monks present scolded the profiteers in their hearts.

Yin attribute ** can only be cultivated by cultivators of yin attribute spirit veins, because yin attribute spirit veins are one of the strongest mutated spirit veins, so ** that can be cultivated by this kind of physique is naturally extremely precious.

But few people know exactly how precious it is and what kind of number it is precious. The monks present didn't know where the second master of Qionghuatai got this **, but listening to what he said, it was clear that they didn't know how much this ** was worth, but they wanted to sell it at a high price.

Ling Zheng didn't want to be the first bird, and quietly waited for someone to bid before he raised the price.

Most of the cultivators value face, and the nearly 1,000 cultivators present are no exception. Although there are many people who want to buy this Xuanyin Gong, they are afraid that the price they quoted is too low and they will lose face in front of these nearly a thousand people, and after thinking for a while, they are just like Ling Zheng, patiently waiting for others to bid.

This consumption is nearly half an hour.

The second master of Qionghuatai wanted to sell this Xuanyin Gong for a big price, and he didn't mean to let this thing flow at all, but said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, please think about it carefully, if one of your juniors in the future is lucky enough to give birth to a Yin attribute spiritual vein, but he may be qualified for nothing because he does not have a suitable **, what a pity." If there is this human-level tenth-order **, the effect is self-evident. ”

"The ** of the tenth order of the human level can be regarded as the top in this cultivation realm now, right?"

"Besides, even if you don't need it, it's a good choice to stock up as a strange item. When the time comes, if you sell it at double, triple, or even ten times the price, I am afraid that there will be people who urgently need this ** to take the initiative to buy it. Fellow Daoists said, isn't this the truth?"

Ling Zheng secretly scolded these two masters in his heart, knowing that when he said this, the difficulty of wanting to buy this Xuanyin Gong for Ning Ling'er had increased a lot.

The old man on the side, who no longer picked his feet, still looked disdainful, he glanced at Ling Zheng, and a treacherous smile appeared on his face.

Then, the old man imitated Ling Zheng's voice and said loudly: "A piece of first-grade spirit jade!"

This sentence of the price is like rolling thunder, echoing for a long time. As long as you are not deaf, you can basically hear.

After saying this, the old man ran away and disappeared.

Ling Zheng was directly stunned in place, not expecting that the unfathomable old man would pit him.

The monks present were still talking in a low voice, but they were so shocked by the old man's voice that they almost fell from the sky.

After that, nearly a thousand pairs of eyes looked at Ling Zheng in unison, and Ling Zheng stood there with an embarrassed expression, frantically greeting the eighteenth generation ancestor of the old man in his heart.