Hongsheng Pavilion is a large auction house in Tianfu Immortal City, which was founded by a monk in the high stage of Yuan Infancy, and has developed strongly over the centuries. Now, in addition to him being a Yuan Infant Monk, there are four or five others who have also joined the Hongsheng Pavilion, which is why the people in the Hongsheng Pavilion are all arrogant.

If you want to think about the monks in the foundation building period of the immortal cultivation world, the monks in the Jindan period are quite normal, no matter how few they are, they can occasionally see one, but the monks in the Yuan Infant Stage are much rarer, even if there are monks, they will never see a Yuan Infant Stage monk in their lifetime.

However, Zhang Yang is a big exception, not only is his biological father a monk who has really seen the Yuan Infant Period, although the relationship is very poor, but he is also a monk who has really seen the Yuan Infant Period. There is his father-in-law Lin Zu, as well as several ancestors in the Yuan Infant Period, not to mention the monks of the Yuan Infant Period, but only to say that Zhang Yang Xinbai Master Tiankou, this is a genuine ancestor of the clutch period, you must know that the status of the clutch period in the human world is the most sacred, and it is rumored that the monks in the clutch period are the true immortals of the human world.

It can be seen that only under a strong lineup will they run farther and farther, and if there is no chance for the monks of the scattered cultivators and small families, it will only end in a bleak life.

As the auction began, Zhang Yang saw a person appear on the high ground surrounded by the entire hall, and as soon as he came out, he caused the shouts of many monks below.

"Ahh Isn't this the early Yuan Infant Monk of Hongsheng Pavilion hating the Water Ancestor? How did he personally preside over today's auction? ”

"Who knows how to go."

"I think today's auction is not so simple, the face Yuan infant monks have all been dispatched, how can there be some rare treasures to be auctioned."

"Haha, that young master is really here today."

"Hmph, just by virtue of your cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, you can still photograph rare treasures, even if you count your underwear, I'm afraid it's not enough for a fraction of the rare treasures."

A monk sat in the first few rows, looking at the monk who was also dressed with a background, and as soon as he shouted after hearing the rare treasure, he was coldly ridiculed by a black-clothed monk in the back rows.

When the monk heard this, he stood up suddenly, turned around and whispered to the back.

"That bastard dares to slander the master, don't you know that the master is the nephew of the ancestor of the city lord Dongsheng in this Tianfu Immortal City, the clutch period?"

"Hmph, the dog fights the human power."

I saw that after the black-clothed monk heard the other party report to his home, he looked at the other party as if I was Li Gang's bull breaking expression, and stood up without showing any weakness, looking at the monk who claimed to be the nephew of Dongsheng Old Ancestor and said fiercely.

"You... You, see that my Nangong Huang won't teach you a lesson today. ”

When Nangong Huang heard that the black-clothed monk didn't give himself any face, and actually spoke to himself like this in front of so many monks, he couldn't help but blush, pointing at the black-clothed monk and saying angrily.

At this time, I heard a voice: "Don't you know that this is the place where I am Hongsheng Pavilion?" Shut up and sit down, or don't blame me for being unsympathetic and inviting you out. ”

It turned out that the old ancestor of the Yuan Infant Stage on the stage hated the old man, and looked at the two people arguing in the audience with an angry face and shouted.

When Nangong Huang heard this, he glared at the black-clothed monk fiercely, then turned around and sat down on the chair with a fiery face, and the black-clothed monk also sat down with a disgruntled face when he saw it.

If these two people are really angry, he really doesn't dare to meddle in the affairs of the two of them, the two of them don't know the details of the two sides, but he hates the old man and knows it.

The male cultivator who claimed to be Nangong Huang, the nephew of Dongsheng Ancestor, was indeed the nephew of Dongsheng Ancestor of this Tianfu Immortal City, and his status was not ordinary, and he was very favored by Dongsheng Ancestor, which also developed Nangong Huang's character of not taking others in his eyes.

Besides, the black-clothed monk is not a master with no background, he is a low-level disciple of the early monk Demon Hu Ancestor, who is the head of a major branch of the Qinghai-Tibet faction, only under the head of the main peak of the Qinghai-Tibet faction, and he is not a master who will take revenge and cannot suffer losses.

Therefore, the old man who hates water is now just trying to persuade the two of them, if he can persuade them, then he doesn't have to bear his guilt, if he can't persuade him, then he can put Hongsheng Pavilion into danger, and it must be bad to be caught between the Qinghai-Tibet faction and Tianfu Immortal City.

After seeing that the two of them also gave up, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But it seems that even if the two of them don't fight in Hongsheng Pavilion, they will stir up a fight after they go out, but then they don't have a dime to do with him Hongsheng Pavilion.

"Well, today's once-in-a-decade large-scale auction of Hongsheng Pavilion is just the beginning."

As soon as the old man hated the water finished speaking, he saw a woman in white walking up from behind a screen, carrying a very delicate wooden plate, which was covered with a brocade red satin, giving people a mysterious feeling that could not be peeped at.

"The first item to be auctioned today is the contents of it, what do you say?"

"Who knows, just look at it."

The nun walked to the middle of the platform and stopped, only to see that the old man who hated water lifted the brocade silk at once, revealing a small jade-white bottle inside.

"Here are three medium-grade Zhuji Dan, with a low price of 50,000 spirit stones, and a minimum increase of 5,000 spirit stones."

After the old man lifted the brocade satin, he smiled and looked at the monks sitting in the audience and said, the monks in the audience were all boiling after hearing it, and the first auction was actually Tsukidan.

You have to know how much the spirit grass in Zhuji Dan is cherished, if it weren't for the spirit grass that Zhang Yang asked his stepfather Lin Zu for, I'm afraid he would still be looking for the spirit grass in Tianxuanmen.

When the monks in the audience heard this, no one dared to make a blind price, for fear that others would raise the price too high, far beyond their own pockets, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Fifty-five thousand spirit stones."

I saw a monk at the peak of the Qi refining period shouting excitedly, but before he could get excited for a while, he heard a piercing voice come into his ears.

"I'll give out 60,000 spirit stones."

"Sixty-five thousand spirit stones."

"Seventy thousand spirit stones."

After a while, the price of Tsukidan was raised to the price of 130,000, and at this time, the price not only did not fall, but continued to rise. The market price of the Tsukidan, which is also a medium-grade Tsukidan, is about seventy or eighty thousand spirit stones, but even if there is no pharmacist who can refine the Tsukidan, it is in vain, so the price stipulated by the Tsukidan is priceless, and it is useless to bully some naïve immortal cultivators.

Just when all the monks were vying for a high price, but the words of the old man who hated water set off again.

"Hehe, everyone, listen to the old man's words, these three Zhuji Dan are not starting at 50,000 spirit stones each, but the starting price of the three Zhuji Dan adding up to 50,000 spirit stones."

"Ahh The price starts at 50,000 for three capsules? I will give out 100,000 spirit stones. ”

"Eleven thousand spirit stones."

"115,000 spirit stones."

At this time, a monk who was sitting next to Nangong Huang in the lower stage of foundation building showed a look of anxiety on his face.

"Altar, what's wrong with you?" Nangong Huang asked suspiciously

"Hey, Huang Shao me, I want to buy three Tsukidan, it's just ......"

"Oh, haven't you already laid the foundation? What's the use of building Ki-dan again? ”

"Hui Huang Shao, it's a cousin of mine who needs it, and now he has reached the peak of Qi training, just because this Zhuji Dan is too difficult to find, so he ......"

"Hehe, it's a trivial matter, don't worry, Young Master Ben will help you buy it."

"Ahh Small, thank you Huang Shao, Lu Tan is hard to repay your great kindness. ”

"I said Tanzi, as long as you do your best for my Nangong Huang, Young Master Ben will not treat you badly."

"Huang Shao, I am Lu Tan, and I am the only horse in this life."

"Well, I'll give out 150,000 spirit stones."

When the price of Zhuji Dan had just risen to 120,000, I heard Nangong Huang shouting arrogantly towards the stage, and the monks who were still competing for an offer were all frightened by this amazing price.