"Soul Clock, the ...... of high-grade magic weapons"

"This bell is the golden Jiong Taoist friend of the Red Flame Valley, imitating the famous Soul Falling Bell in ancient times, smelted with thousands of forged gold essence, and carrying a thousand carved spirit patterns on it, after the sacrifice can be as heavy as ten thousand jun, it can also be as light as a feather, so light and heavy, suppressing the enemy cultivation is only waiting for leisure."

"What's even more rare is that this bell can not only suppress people with force, but also break people's souls, and even make hostile cultivators die, and it can also condense the cover of golden light, and carry two monks of the same level to besiege for half an hour without breaking."

"The reserve price, 1,400 lower-grade spirit stones."

After Chi Jiangzi took out the big bell magic instrument, he spoke in a deep voice, and the old and rich voice sounded in the ears of the cultivators.

1,400 lower grade spirit stones!

As soon as Chi Jiangzi said this, Gu Qing's vicinity was silent, most of the monks on the first floor were in the early stage of qi refining, and there were not a few monks in the fifth and sixth layers of qi refining, how could they take out 1,400 lower grade spirit stones?

Although Gu Qing had the two thousand spirit stones he had just obtained, he had no intention of taking pictures of this soul bell.

This high-grade magic weapon that breaks people's souls is certainly tempting, but with his current cultivation, he can barely sacrifice it, and it is estimated that even one-tenth of the power of this bell will not be able to exert itself.

Not to mention......

This bell, two thousand spirit stones, may not be able to be photographed.

After a few breaths of silence on the first floor, a monk finally opened his mouth on the second floor.

"One thousand four hundred and fifty lower grade spirit stones!"

An old voice rang out from the second floor.

Gu Qing raised his head slightly.

His gaze swept over the eighth stand from left to right above the second floor.

There were a few whispers of discussion in my ears.

"It's Ma Tong!"

"Huh...... I heard that a few days ago, Ma Tong sacrificed the Swinging Bell to face the enemy, but was cut by the evil cultivator who robbed the road with one blow! ”

"Ma Tong's predecessors have been cultivating to break through the late stage of qi refining and reach the ninth layer of qi refining for several years, and his previous fame magic weapon, even if the swinging bell is the best among the medium-grade magic weapons, it is still a little insufficient, I am afraid that this time Ma Tong's predecessors will take pictures of this soul swinging bell at any cost! The Soul Swinging Bell and the Swinging Spirit Bell are both from the Red Flame Valley Refining Weapon Cliff ......"

Gu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, listened for a while, and then turned his head to glance at the monk who spoke out.

This is a fifth-layer female cultivator who has never concealed her appearance, she should not be very old, with a round face and almond eyes, which is very cute.

"From what this female cultivator said, it is not difficult to hear that this Ma Tong is the ninth-level Qi refining monk in the He family's monk team yesterday." Gu Qing turned his head and continued to look at the auction table, "It seems that this person has been recruited by the He family?" I don't know what benefits the He family promised. ”

Gu Qing's mind came to mind the appearance of the white-haired old man beside He Qing, and he suddenly thought of the monk named Qiu Wanli yesterday, where did he seem to have heard of Qiu Wanli's name of 'Sanjiang Bloodstained'.

Just when Gu Qing was thinking about it.

"Ma Daoyou, it seems that you have broken through to the late stage of Qi refining, and you have not made much progress! Only increase the price of fifty lower-grade spirit stones, and still want to win this soul bell? Liu Mou gave 1,600 lower-grade spirit stones! "On the second floor, from the ninth stand from left to right, there was a ridicule, and then the monk surnamed Liu directly raised the price of one hundred and fifty lower grade spirit stones.

"Humph!"

Under the light curtain of the grandstand formation on one side, Ma Tong's face was a little gloomy, "Liu Kui Daoyou! You just emptied your family a while ago and purchased a high-grade magic weapon flying sword, where did you get the spirit stone to join in the fun? ”

"Liu has a spirit stone, so he is willing to join in the fun, if Ma Daoyou is not satisfied, come over and kill Liu at any time, Liu has long wanted to share a high with Ma Daoyou! A while ago, your wasted grandson was trying to get involved with He's precious granddaughter, it's really delusional......" Liu Kui continued to speak provocatively, and Ma Tong was so angry that the corners of his forehead jumped violently.

The cultivators on the first floor looked lively.

"Seventeen hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

Ma Tong gritted his teeth and spoke with hatred.

"One thousand seven hundred and fifty lower grade spirit stones!"

"Eighteen hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

“……”

"Two thousand lower-grade spirit stones!"

"Two thousand and one hundred inferior spirit stones!"

But he didn't want to, so He Kui didn't increase the price again, but the monks on the second floor also got involved, and soon raised the price to more than two thousand lower grade spirit stones.

I saw that on the auction table, Chijiangzi's smile became brighter and brighter, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Two thousand two hundred lower grade spirit stones!"

Ma Tong scanned his storage bag and shouted out the highest price he could afford.

The cultivators on the second floor, no one bid for a long time, and even Liu Kui didn't make trouble anymore, Ma Tong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, and looked at the auction table eagerly.

After all, it is to take this soul bell, he no longer has to ask for the He family, commit himself to the door of the He family, and from then on lose his free body, and everything is controlled by the He family.

Somewhere on the second floor, in the line of the monks of the He family that day, the leading beautiful woman He Qing had a little disappointment in her eyes, she sighed, came to the edge of the stands, and glanced at the cultivators below.

"Huh?"

Her eyes froze.

"This person ...... Is that Gu Yun? He was deceived into buying such an inferior masking robe. ”

He Qing shook her head, and looked down on Gu Yun who had attracted her sideways.

That's when it happened.

"You Ma Tong only broke through the late stage of qi refining at the age of eighty-two, what face do you have? Hey...... The Soul Swinging Bell, this magic weapon that specializes in breaking the soul, Lao Tzu has long wanted to study it! The cultivator on the third floor, who had previously reprimanded Chijiangzi, spoke again, "Twenty-three medium-grade spirit stones!" ”

As soon as this person's voice fell, Ma Tong sighed in his heart.

Chang Tianhong!

On the east side of Huaining County, which is eight hundred miles away, is Yingchuan County, which has countless mountains and mountains, and Chang Tianhong, who speaks out, is Yingchuan County, the famous cultivation of Qi Refining Great Perfection!

"It seems that this thing has nothing to do with the old man." Ma Tong looked nostalgically at the auction table, and the golden bell on Chijiangzi's side, closed his eyes dejectedly.

Gu Qing's expression also moved slightly.

When he heard Chang Tianhong's voice, he felt a little familiar, but it wasn't until the female cultivator behind him whispered again that he heard Chang Tianhong's name, and his eyes suddenly changed.

"It's this person! He's not dead......"

Gu Qing looked at the Soul Swinging Bell on the auction table, and no one bid, and it was successfully auctioned by Chang Tianhong.

Some time ago, Gu Qing had a relationship with this Chang Tianhong, he still remembered that at that time, this Chang Tianhong was already more than one hundred and twenty years old, and now that six or seven years have passed, isn't this cultivation one hundred and thirty years old?

Qi refining cultivators, even if they have cultivated to reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, that is, the twelfth layer of Qi refining, their longevity is only about one hundred and twenty years old, and only by breaking through to the foundation building period can their longevity increase greatly, reaching nearly three hundred.

It seems that if this person is not a special cultivator, and can live a few years longer than ordinary monks, he will have some evil methods for prolonging life, such as raising yin girls and absorbing yuan yin.

The evil method of prolonging life, Gu Qing also knows two or three, most of these evil methods are extremely cruel.

On the circular auction table in front of him, two tall and strong monks soon stepped forward and laboriously lifted the Soul Swinging Bell down, and Chi Jiangzi looked around at the cultivators with a smile.

"Streamer shuttle, medium-grade flying magic machine ......"

With a wave of his robe, he took out another cloud of black light, and the black light condensed in his hand, turning into a flat saucer, Gu Qing looked at it a few times, quite moved.

According to Chijiangzi, although this streamer shuttle is only a medium-grade flying magic weapon, but its speed is very amazing, far away from it, can travel more than 10,000 miles a day, no less than the top grade flying magic weapon, if you ignore the loss, fly with all your strength, only a moment can escape thousands of miles.

The disadvantages are also obvious, if this streamer shuttle flies away with all its might, it can consume the twenty low-grade spirit stones embedded in it in a few breaths, if you want to use it to hurry, you are afraid, you have to take twenty medium-grade spirit stones and embed them in it.

Flying magic weapons, embedded in spirit stones and not embedded in spirit stones, are completely two speeds.

On that day, Gu Qing and the others cultivated, and the reason why it took two days to rush to Huaining County by Wan Yinglong's 'Thousand Miles Flying Cloud Boat' was that Wan Ying Long did not consume spirit stones, but only rushed away with the spirit gathering array engraved on the Thousand Miles Flying Cloud Boat and the aura gathered.

“…… The reserve price, five hundred spirit stones! ”

On the auction table, Chijiangzi spoke in a deep voice.

The cultivators on the first floor were silent for a moment, and then a few monks in the front row began to bargain.

There were many monks on the second floor, and there were not a few participants, but the third floor was deadly silent, and there was no movement at all, and Gu Qing also tried to make a second price, which attracted a lot of attention.

In the end, this streamer shuttle was photographed by a monk on the second floor, and many people sighed.

Gu Qing also felt a little pity.

Although the consumption of this streamer shuttle is quite amazing after the sacrifice, it is undoubtedly a good thing, and it can be used to save life at critical moments, and even to counterattack in a roundabout way.

In the next lot, Gu Qing didn't bid again, even if he was excited, he just watched.

Soon two hours passed.

Nearly 100 things have been auctioned out, and the highest transaction price has nearly 40 medium-grade spirit stones, and the lowest is only 80 low-grade spirit stones, and the atmosphere in the field has become more and more enthusiastic.

The value of the medium-grade spirit stone is a hundred times that of the lower-grade spirit stone, and its inner aura is more refined, and the effect of cultivating is far beyond that of the lower-grade spirit stone.

At this time, on the auction table, Chijiangzi took out a black-veined jade box about three feet long, and the rich water spiritual power fluctuated and dispersed, and Chijiangzi opened the black-veined jade box, and inside it was a rice seedling with a whole body like jade and distinct branches and leaves.

"The rice seedlings of this jade crystal rice are still alive, and the reserve price is eight hundred spirit stones."

The voice fell, but no one had bid for a long time, and Chijiangzi saw that this rice seedling was going to be auctioned.

"If there is a monk family, buy this rice seedling back, carefully cultivate it, and after many years, you will not be able to harvest a spiritual field! If a casual cultivator buys this rice seedling back, it is impossible to say that he can also open up a family of monks based on this, which can be described as ......"

Chi Jiangzi's old face was slightly embarrassed, holding the black-patterned jade box in one hand and stroking his beard with the other.

"This jade crystal rice is just one of the common kinds of spiritual rice, just a half-dead rice seedling, eight hundred spirit stones is too much!" On the second floor, there is Monk's Road.

"Exactly! Chijiangzi's predecessors, our monk family, either have their own spiritual rice, or have channels to purchase spiritual rice, why spend 800 spiritual stones to buy such a half-dead jade crystal rice seedling? ”

There were also monks from monks' families who refuted.

"Chijiangzi's seniors laughed! We can't afford to cultivate rice seedlings of jade crystal rice! ”

There was a little old man in the front row of seats on the first floor, looking at the auction table and shaking his head with a wry smile.