The lowest price of three white jade Chiyang roots in the Central Plains is also 100,000 spirit stones.

The White Jade Chiyang Pill is very precious, life and death, flesh and bones, and it is very important for those disciples who carry out dangerous tasks.

"The head of the Jiang family, the competition in the auction hall is not whose voice is louder, but whose money is more." The young master of the Rong family was very happy when he photographed his favorite fairy sword, and when he saw that the head of the Jiang family intended to fight with Ming Lou, he couldn't help fanning the flames on the side, "No, no, no one knows this rule, right?" ”

"Bang!" The head of the Jiang family slammed the table, "You hairy boy, you dare to point fingers at the matter between us adults and call your Lao Tzu to come." ”

The young master of the Rong family smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, you are a lot old, and you are still worried about us juniors?" Small amount is not a gentleman, no degree is not a husband, don't be so stingy. ”

He flipped through the compliments mixed with ridicule, so that the head of the Jiang family could not get off the stage.

"Three and a half million spirit stones once, three and a half million spirit stones for the second time, three and a half million spirit stones ......" The young owner in the auction hall deliberately paused: "Is there a higher price of more than three and a half million spirit stones?" ”

Saying that, he looked at the head of the Jiang family, hoping that the other party could offer more bids, and the auction house would draw more benefits at that time.

Take into account your financial situation and strength.

The Jiang family is not as good as Mingyue Tower, the head of the Jiang family swallowed the dissatisfaction in his heart angrily, he sat on the table and slapped it fiercely, "Since it is what the owner of the building wants, the head of the family will cut his love." ”

"If you can't win, you can't win, and you still cut love." The young master of the Rong family said in a strange manner: "It's like the landlord bullying you." ”

His operation caused the head of the Jiang family to be furious, and a dazzling flame erupted from his palm, rushing towards the face of the young master of the Rong family.

The young master of the Rong family's hair suddenly turned scorched, and he was about to fight back, when he suddenly felt a terrifying gaze that made his heart beat.

"Trouble in our Fenglin auction house, the head of the Jiang family, the young master of the Rong family, don't you take this seat in your eyes?" An old voice lingered in the auction room.

Everyone only felt their hearts tighten violently, and there was a tingling pain in their ears, and their heads seemed to be pierced by a dagger, and they rolled on the ground in pain.

The monks of the Yuanying Realm just amplified their voices and let these people die of pain.

If coercion is really used, I am afraid that the entire auction hall will be razed to the ground.

"Elder Zhao, please calm your anger."

"Old Zhao is angry."

The head of the Jiang family and the young master of the Rong family stood up together and saluted towards the source of the sound.

Wen Yi followed the prestige, only to see an extremely tall figure appear on the opposite side.

The figure was about three or five feet, it was an old man with a somewhat hunched back, and her face was a little blurred, and she quickly reacted that this was a vague figure of the Yuanying Realm monk.

"No wonder the Maple Grove Auction House can do such a big business in Bright Moon City, it turns out that there is a Yuan Infant Realm monk behind it." Wen Yi said secretly in her heart.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but your body is still healthy." Only Wen Yi and Ming Lou did not salute the old man.

"Thank you for your concern, the old body is very healthy." The old man of the Yuanying Realm looked at Wen Yi, thinking in his heart why that little girl's cultivation looked like Qi Refining Realm, but the aura she exuded was at least in the Jindan Realm.

There may be something in this personal disciple of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion that can cover up his own cultivation.

"That's good." Ming Lou didn't care whether he sat or not, he casually found a vacant seat and sat down.

The location happened to be next to Feng Ya, "The owner of this building heard that you have a batch of good goods here, so I wanted to come in and take a look, but I didn't expect to really let me find the treasure, and I will take these three white jade Chiyan Pills away." ”

"Landlord, please take care of yourself." After speaking, Elder Zhao said to Wen Yi again: "This little girl, are you the second elder of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion in good health?" ”

Wen Yi sat on the chair, "It's good, I don't bother you." ”

Zhao Lao didn't care about Wen Yi's arrogance, he just smiled, and then his figure gradually became transparent, and the danger that shrouded everyone's heads suddenly disappeared.

Feng Ya nervously pinched the sweat on her palms.

What's going on.

Why is the owner of Mingyue Mansion sitting next to me?

He was so nervous that he began to breathe carefully, and his calves and stomach were trembling.

"You look like you're scared of me." Ming Lou glanced sideways, his face was a little pale, his lips pursed into a straight line, his eyes stared straight at Feng Ya in the auction hall, he fanned his fan, tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Have we met somewhere?" ”

"Haven't seen it, haven't seen it, we've never seen it." Feng Ya blurted out.

He is a well-known sand thief, although he has never seen the owner of Mingyue Tower, but he is also one of the sand thieves who was chased and killed by Mingyue Tower, and he is really afraid of this landlord.

"I've never seen me so nervous about me again, either a sand thief, or someone who wants to kill me." Ming Lou's fluttering words scared Feng Ya so much that his soul was about to fly out.

Wen Yi looked underneath and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

When the famous sand thief saw Ming Lou, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he was so frightened that he was nervous.

A few days ago, she went to check on the old man and the little girl, they still lived in the same place and had not been harassed by anyone, which showed that Fengya, the sand thief, was not the kind of vicious person who killed people and robbed goods.

In the end, Ming Lou got three white jade Chiyang Dan at the highest price, and although his eyes were fixed on the auction hall, all his attention was on Wen Yi.

The same goes for thermometers.

The power of this curse is really strong, even if he is in the Jindan Realm and the other party is in the Yuanying Realm, he can't get rid of the curse.

"The next auction item is the Civil Twin Spirit Root Golden Pill." The young owner floated Jin Dan in mid-air, "The starting price is one million spirit stones." ”

Jin Dan is very precious, and the starting price of one million spirit stones is really not high.

Everyone was itching, and the head of the Jiang family and the young master of the Rong family were shocked at the same time.

Soon the eyes of the two fell on Ming Lou again, for fear that this famous landlord would snatch the golden pill with them.

"There is no shortage of this thing in Mingyue Tower, please do it." Ming Lou nestled in the comfortable Taishi chair, his left hand supported his chin, his eyes stared at Wen Yi and he didn't know what he was thinking?

The bidding is getting more and more fierce, more and more intense, after all, the golden pill is very precious, and it is also a rare double spirit root.

In the end, the head of the Jiang family used 130,000 spirit stones to obtain the Golden Wood Twin Spirit Root Golden Pill almost bankrupt.

"The auction house is really profitable, and these two treasures have allowed me to earn 16.5 million spirit stones." Wen Yi estimated the price in her heart, "Excluding the twenty percent commission, I will get 12.3 million spirit stones." ”

With so many spirit stones, Wen Yi felt as if he was sitting on a vein.

"After the auction of high-priced rare treasures, here is a copy of the living record of the prince, and the auction price is five hundred spirit stones." Wen Yi, who was about to leave the scene, heard the living record of Prince Er, and suddenly couldn't sit still.