End of Section 55 Auction

"It's the Gathering Spirit Realm, Han Batian has broken through," the old woman said in surprise.

The turmoil soon ended, and the auction items on the stage were sold one by one, until the last one was still on the table.

"Next, the last very rare elixir, to put it simply, it is comparable to the top grade of the Gathering Spirit Pill, but it is not a pill, but a liquid, called the Gathering Spirit Liquid," the handsome man said as soon as he closed his fan.

"Gathering Spiritual Liquid, but in a stall in Junzi City, the Gathering Liquid will be sold at intervals," a man said excitedly.

"Oh, do you know who did it," an old man asked.

"I heard that if you want to buy it, you may not be able to buy it, only ten bottles are sold every month, I'm sure it's a master refining, you think, the pill will not be reduced to a liquid shape if it can't be refined, do you say it's powerful," the scholar debated.

"It seems that this master doesn't want others to know, so he sells it so secretly," the old man touched his beard and nodded.

"I heard that the people who sell spiritual liquids wear cloaks and cover their faces every time they appear, and after they are sold, they go into the auction market and go around, and they disappear, and some people say that they deliberately shelter these people in the auction market," the scholar said solemnly.

"Every time it appears, it's either a boy or a girl, if anyone dares to hurt these boys and girls, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat, the pharmacist is a must for every sect, it's too popular, as long as the pharmacist can walk sideways in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom," a middle-aged man explained.

"The price starts at five thousand, do you dare to be interested," the handsome man shouted and slapped the hammer hard.

"Gathering Spirit Liquid, who believes that it is really comparable to the high-grade Gathering Spirit Pill, it is better to let the people present test it, so that I can wait for it to be convinced," the bald man laughed in front of everyone.

"That's it, that's it."

"Okay, that's up to you," the handsome man said calmly.

"I'll come," the old man with the eight-character beard walked onto the stage obscenely and slowly.

When the bottle cap was opened, a thick aura floated out, and the eyes of the old man with a mustache were like cross-eyed, and he was reluctant to let go of his enjoyment.

The monks present looked at the old man with a beard and wondered if it was a high-quality product.

"yes, I'll ask for six thousand," the eight-character bearded old man instantly returned to normal and said loudly.

As an alchemist, Lian Zhi looked at the obscene old man, and began to wonder who could refine a medicine with a liquid thicker than the pill.

"I'm here to see if it's a god or a ghost, and I'll know it as soon as I check it," Lian Zhi walked up to the stage in disbelief and doubt.

Before he could take over, the thick aura shook Lianzhi.

Everyone looked at Lian Zhi and knew that this was not fooling people, and they started to talk about it.

"This, this bottle of spiritual liquid, how can it be thicker than the spiritual power in my hand," the scholar said in surprise with a bottle of spiritual liquid in his hand.

What the scholar had in his hand was refined by Zhang Xingjian in the early days, and now Zhang Xingjian's cultivation has advanced to a higher level, and the spiritual liquid he has refined is more proficient than before.

"I'll give 10,000," the old woman panicked.

"Don't rob me, fifteen thousand," the old man shouted.

"I'll give 20,000," Lian Zhi said quietly staring at the bottle on the stage.

"Alchemist Pharmacist, you can refine the pill yourself, why do you want to grab an inconspicuous bottle of pill waste with me," the old man smiled suspiciously.

"I'll give twenty-five thousand," the bald man said, raising his hand.

"Hmph, I'll give 30,000," Lian Zhi is bound to get the look.

wow

The scene was so lively that even the people in the room came out to watch.

Even many of the campaign members are involved.

Zhang Jingyong and the children of the Zhang family also came around, looking at Zhang Xingjian alone, and a beautiful woman pouring wine, enjoying it very much.

"Hmph, ruin the face of our Zhang family," Zhang Jingyong said with bad intentions.

"That's it," Zhang Tu also mocked.

Zhang Han and Gao Kui knew at a glance that the spiritual liquid on the stage was Zhang Xingjian's.

It was only at this time that Zhang Han really knew how talented Zhang Xingjian was, and a bottle of liquid that could not be refined into an elixir was sold for a high price of 30,000.

Zhang Han thought to himself, "The Star Sword will definitely soar in the future, maybe the sect he established has really achieved something." ”

In the end, the spirit gathering liquid was copied to 50,000 spirit stones.

Everyone felt incredible, who was refining the Spiritual Liquid.

At this moment, the matter of the Ark and his party, the auction of the Gathering Spirit Liquid, will soon be spread.

The spirit liquid has become completely famous, and many people have tried their best to find out, but there is no news about this spirit liquid refiner.

On the Ark, what the old man did not expect, the selling price was the highest ever, and being able to sell it at this price on the low-level Ark completely changed the status of the small auction in the future of the Ark.

After returning to the house, all the children of the Zhang family were talking about the gathering of spiritual liquid.

Soon, Zhang Xingjian was about to close his eyes and rest when there was a knock on the door.

Hiccup, hiccup

A child of the Zhang family opened the door, and a dancer appeared with graceful steps.

"Excuse me, Zhang Xingjian is here," said the flower dancer with charming eyes looking at this Zhang family disciple.

"Yes, yes," he said, foaming at the mouth and blushing with nervousness.

"Okay, don't tease, let's talk," Zhang Xingjian said when he came to the flower dancer.

"Congratulations, this auction is very successful, this bag is yours, please accept it," said the flower dancer as she handed over the bag.

"Well, there are Lao Meiren," he took the Qiankun bag in his hand and handed over a few spirit stones.

"Another thing, this is our exclusive auction membership token, can participate in various large-scale auctions in various countries, with this token, our auction will only draw 10%, not members we generally receive more than 100 percent," the flower dancer explained proudly.

The people who heard it in the house all looked at the conversation between the two at the door with surprised expressions.

What was even more shocking was that Zhang Xingjian was a member of the auction.

Not everyone can get the members of the auction, there are valuables auctioned, and there are no members, only those who have accumulated more than one million auctioned items, or there are long-term auctioneers of valuables.

Zhang Xingjian was obviously the latter, and everyone in the room was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"What valuables can my brother have that can be provided to the auction for a long time," Zhang Jingyong muttered in shock inwardly.

Zhang Tu and the others looked at the young man in front of them in surprise.

At this moment, Zhang Xingjian made a small fortune, but it didn't take long for him to buy one or two items.

He also knew that it was an eternal law that one could not walk in the spiritual world without enough wealth.