In the second auction, Lei Yu and the senior brothers sat together, enjoying the crazy competition of others, when a bottle of six mixed yuan pills appeared, the other senior brothers were excited to go to the auction, but the price soared to 120,000 lower grade spars, and the excitement of several people was overwhelmed by the sky-high amount of spars, and they could only watch others auction them. On the way back, everyone was excited and sighed secretly, there were too few spars, and they couldn't get good things.

In the third auction, Lei Yu said that there was nothing to look at, and he had no money to auction, so he was not with his brothers. came to the No. 3 box alone, released Zhang Guangzu, Zhou Qinglin, Liu Zhenchen, Guan Xiaoxuan, and continued to enjoy the exquisite food in the box.

Yesterday, the three of them told Lei Yu that the third batch of Linggu had been harvested, with more than 400,000 catties. After seeing the golden and full of spiritual power, Lei Yuda was happy in his heart, so he also asked Guan Xiaoxuan to come out as a reward.

Xu Jiaci was on the stage, took out a narrow leaf long knife from a big box, raised his hands above his head, and showed everyone: "Shura knife! A set of seventy-two handles, the immortal weapon is inferior." When defending, you can form a knife formation, and when attacking, you can use it in groups, it is extremely powerful, and it is very terrifying to attack the people who cultivate the truth, and the starting price is 500,000 medium-grade spars!"

Lei Yu got a set of thirty-six Shangyang swords in the Treasure Pavilion, and when he was hesitating in the face of this set of Shura swords, Xiao Shi reminded him that when he set up the formation in the future, it was a good thing, and it could be the best.

After a while, the No. 8 box, the head of the Ghost Palace, Ji Bu Bohui, has increased the price to 1.2 million, and it looks like it is bound to win.

"Two million!" In box No. 3, Lei Yu bid 800,000 more medium-grade spars for the first time, choking Jib Songzan in box No. 8 and scolding his mother, and gritting his teeth with hatred for the people in box No. 3.

When the thunderstorm in box No. 3 raised the price to 2.8 million medium-grade spars, Ji Bu Boren, the head of the ghost palace in box No. 8, had to give up the auction and let box No. 3 get it.

In the next few lots, the thunderstorm in box 3 was not shot again. The auction was getting better, and when Xu Jiaci lifted the jade bottle that caused a sensation in the Xiuzhen Realm and many sects came to it, the audience boiled, and the show finally began.

"Now this jade bottle is filled with the legendary treasure of the cultivation realm-ten thousand spirit liquid, a total of 7 drops. According to historical records, taking three drops can increase one's realm by one level. It is also recorded that taking three drops can prolong the age of fifty, of course, whether the historical records are true or false, whether it can make people cultivate more, I do not guarantee here, nor do I take responsibility, only guarantee that the magic liquid in this jade bottle is true and correct!" Xu Jiaci gently lifted the cap of the bottle a little bit, and a surging spiritual power shocked the audience.

"The reserve price of the auction is: 500,000 high-grade spars, and a one-time increase is 50,000 high-grade spars, please compete for the price!" Xu Jiaci said loudly.

Xu Jiaci's words were like adding fuel to the fire, and the high emotions of the audience were mobilized.

"600,000!" The No. 11 box reported the price he had bid for the first time since he participated in the auction, obviously coming specifically for the magic liquid.

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

"700,000!" Box 8 increased the price.

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand!"

"800,000!" Box 9 increased the price.

When the No. 9 box reported 800,000, the audience fell silent, no one spoke, only gasps. "It's terrifying, 800,000 high-grade spars, and the net worth of the entire sect is all bet!"

Time seemed to stand still, the whole auction seemed empty, and everyone was coming back to their senses.

"1 million!" The price increase of box 4 finally broke the silence, and everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Boom!", the whole audience erupted in a thunderous sound, and then suddenly, a strong coercion came out of the No. 4 box, making most of the people present throbbing, if it were not for the auction venue, there was a defensive ban, many people present, especially those in the audience, would definitely be knocked down by this coercion.

There was a dead silence, and no one spoke anymore.

When the No. 4 box reported 1 million high-grade spars, as the coercion disappeared, no one made a sound except for countless gasps.

In the No. 9 box, Su Fan, the head of the Immortal Sect, shook his head helplessly, Chief Deacon Ma Changchun and Great Elder Yuan Shiqing glanced at each other, and they all shook their heads helplessly, and sighed heavily.

In the No. 6 box, Zhu Hongxin, the head of Taiyimen, also sat there dejectedly, and it was impossible to fight any longer.

In box 8, the head of the Ghost Palace, Ji Bu Boren, also shook his head helplessly. Jib Songtsen asked his father, "Do we still have to raise the price?" His father shook his head and said, "Give up, if you continue to fight, the foundation of my sect will be gone." ”

When Xu Jiaci's auction hammer sounded on the ground, 1 million high-grade spars, box 4 actually auctioned the legendary elixir 'Ten Thousand Spirits' in the cultivation world.

Box 4, Qingyun Sect Master Hong Zhentian, in his eighties, cultivated in the late stage of infancy. Sitting in the box, Gujing Wubo's heart also swayed with pieces of Lang flowers, and he finally got it!

The current head is Hong Zhentian,. His grandfather, the suzerain of the previous generation, Hong Zetian, cultivated in the early days of the Yuan Infant. He has stayed in this realm for nearly forty years, although he is recognized as a cultivation genius, he is now more than 200 years old, if he can't break through again, with the loss of years, the cultivation of this life may end here, and the dream of ascending to immortal will come to an end.

Qingyun Sect is also a well-known sect in Gaotang Prefecture. There are more than 100,000 disciples. This time, as the successor sect master and as the great-great-

Fortunately, these sects are still knowledgeable, and they don't fight anymore, and getting this price will not have much impact on the sect.

After the closing, several people in Box 4 disappeared from the VIP passage to the auction site.

The thunderstorm in the No. 3 box still can't believe the facts in front of me: "The seven drops of water in the Blood Thunder Bead Stream are actually worth one million high-grade spars in the outside world, if this is calculated, then who else in the world can be richer than themselves?" After being excited, he also thought of one thing:

"The entire cultivation realm is crazy about competing for the Blood Thunder Bead, if they know that the Blood Thunder Bead still has such a secret, then it is even more difficult to imagine how crazy the pursuit will be.

The fact that he has the Blood Thunder Bead must not let anyone know. If it is known, then if it is the enemy of the entire cultivation realm.

No matter how rich you are, you must have a life to enjoy it, without the ability to protect yourself, no matter how much wealth you have, it is useless, you must become stronger, stronger, until you reach the peak of the cultivation realm!" Thinking of this, the strong heart to become stronger became more urgent, and the richest emotions in the world just now slowly calmed down.

In the thunderstorm in contemplation, Xu Jiaci's words made him sober up:

"The following is a lot of Zuihou in this auction, it is also a fragment, the age of this lot is unknown, the function is unknown, it was found more than a hundred years ago, in an ancient tomb of thousands of years, the front of the lot is some fragmented ancient text and fragments, its meaning can not be examined, there is no text on the back, in addition, there is no clue to trace. As he spoke, Xu Jiaci held up the sheepskin fragment, which was only a little bigger than his palm, and showed it around.

"The consignor entrusts this auction to start with a minimum of 100,000 medium-grade spars, and the price increase is not less than 10,000 medium-grade spars each time, and the competitive price is now starting!" Xu Jiaci announced.

When Lei Yu was looking at the sheepskin fragment in Xu Jiaci's hand, the small stone in the sea of knowledge came with a surprise word: "It's the road map, it's the road map to the temple, the master must get it!"

In the No. 8 box, Ji Bu Boren, the head of the Ghost Palace, listened to Xu Jiaci's introduction to the lot, and he was also excited, and he suddenly remembered that he also had a similar sheepskin fragment in his hand, which was turned out of the person's storage ring more than ten years ago, after fighting with a person in the righteous path who was cultivating in the Jindan period, and he almost died in the hands of that person that time, and the memory was particularly deep.

Afterwards, he studied the sheepskin fragment for a long time, and he didn't know what it did, but he thought in his heart: "Since it is treasured by a person who cultivates in the Jindan period, there will always be something extraordinary, otherwise he wouldn't have put it in the storage ring," so he kept it like this. After many years, I suddenly saw this lot, and the past came to my heart. When he told his son the origin of this object, his son Guer Songzan pressed the racket: "110,000", it is estimated that no one knows the goods and will not fight.

"120,000!" thunderstorm price increase.

There was another "buzz" in the venue, "Something that is not clear, someone will pay such a high price to auction, it's really a burning bag!"

In the box, all the bigwigs of the sect came for the magic liquid, and they didn't bid for the magic liquid, and in a frustrated mood, they didn't have any mood to participate in the later lots, so they only calmed down in the box and thought about their hearts.

In the No. 8 box, Jib Songzan saw that it was the No. 3 box and was competing with them again, and he felt a little strange in his heart, could it be that he had a grudge against himself? It was completely like doing it against himself, he was angry, and when the matter was over, he must clean them up, and ordered his men to find out who was in the No. 3 box, and raised the price to "200,000!"

The people in the other boxes, who didn't know much about the lots, didn't get the panacea, and were not in the mood to participate in the following auctions, began to slowly leave the auction. At this time, seeing that these two boxes were competing with each other, I couldn't help but stop and watch them fight.

"300,000!" Thunderstorm raised the price by another 100,000 at one time, looking like he was determined to win.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" Jib Songzan raised the price by 50,000, which already felt a little worthless.

"400,000!" Thunderstorm refreshed the bidding again. Gibhuberin had to ask his son to give up the filming.

Thunderstorm finally used 400,000 medium-grade spars to get the fragment of the road map to the temple.

From the special channel directly to Duobao Zhai, and the shopkeeper Xu Jiaci settled the auction of the spar, after deducting 100,000 interest on the high-grade spar, the thunderstorm seven drops of ten thousand elixir won 900,000 high-grade spar.

Lei Yu asked for 500,000 high-grade spars in kind, put them in the blood thunder beads, and left the remaining 400,000 on the spar card.

Back at the Qingfeng Inn, the senior brothers had already arrived home, and everyone was too impressed by the shot in the No. 3 box, and they all said that the mysterious sect was too rich and too burning, and they didn't know what to do, but they also bid 400,000 medium-grade spars, with an expression that they were not worth it for him.

"One million high-grade spars, 7 drops of Wanling liquid were photographed, I don't know if it was Master Su who photographed it. Senior Brother Li thought in his heart and didn't dare to say it, Archdeacon Ma was shut.

"It doesn't matter which one he shoots, it's none of my business anyway, and it can't be my share!" Senior Brother Li thought with relief.