Cui Ning sat on the stone chair and looked at the auction hall at the bottom, there was no movement, it should not be the time for the auction to officially start.

So he closed his eyes and recuperated, and after a few incense sticks, dozens of monks entered the stone hall.

When Cui Ning opened his eyes again, he found that most of the stone halls in the sky had been closed, indicating that there were already monks moving in.

Anyone who enters the stone hall of the auction house of this Sanyang Hall is basically a foundation building monk, and even if there is an occasional qi refining period, they are also taken by the elders of the foundation building period.

In this way, there were more than 100 monks in the foundation building period at the auction of the Sanyang Palace.

There are only so many foundation building monks in a Qingfeng Pavilion.

Moreover, the auction of this Sanyang Hall seems to have a great prestige, otherwise there would not be so many foundation building monks coming.

Judging from Cui Ning's insight, if you don't count the three major sects, at least thirty percent of the cultivator families in the entire East China Sea came to the auction during the foundation building period.

Of course, it cannot be denied that there are no monks of the three major sects, just like him, who also enter anonymously with a transfiguration appearance.

After twenty years of retreat, it seems that there have been many changes in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm that he doesn't know.

As he pondered, a crisp bell rang from the hall below.

I saw that on the auction platform in the middle of the hall, more than a dozen fist-sized "light stones" suddenly appeared, and each "light stone" emitted a bright white light, making the entire auction table instantly attract the attention of everyone in the stone hall.

Suddenly, on the high platform in the hall, a flash of spiritual light flashed, and a screen appeared out of thin air, along with an old man in a dark green robe.

Seeing this person appear, the monks in the stone hall also let out a commotion, and some of them called out the old man's name in surprise.

"Master Mu Xuan!"

"How did he end up here! Could it be Shanglin Sect? ”

"What is the Lin Sect, now Elder Mu is the hall master of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance."

……

A whisper came from the stone hall high in the sky.

Cui Ning already had a strong spiritual sense, so he could naturally catch these voices, and his mind moved, and he became more curious about the old man.

This is an old man who is close to the age of sixties, with gray hair, ruddy face, high spirits, blazing eyes, long hair fluttering under his forehead, and the whole person looks majestic, not angry and arrogant.

Cui Ning's spiritual sense swept away, and he also instantly knew the old man's cultivation and the middle stage of foundation building.

And he listened to the whispers of others, this person who was respected as Master Mu should have great prestige in refining weapons.

At this time, the green-robed old man coughed lightly, and then a bell-like voice came to the sky:

"It seems that there is no need for the old man to make more introductions, and most of you here know Mu.

At the invitation of several elders in the alliance, the old man was asked to preside over the auction of the Sanyang Palace. I don't know if you have any other opinions, you can naturally speak freely! ”

"Master Mu said with a smile, you, the refining master, personally presided over this auction, I can't wait for it!"

"Not bad, not bad! With Master Mu in charge, presumably the quality of this auction is also guaranteed. ”

"When Master Mu was in Shanglin Sect, he was the chief worshipper of the Offering Hall!"

……

As soon as the old man's words fell, several voices of approval immediately came from the stone hall in the sky.

Although there was no sound in the remaining stone hall, no one objected, it seemed that this green-robed old man was really famous in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm.

However, Cui Ning, who was sharp-eared, still caught the words "Shanglin Sect" and "Chief Offering" in the mouths of the monks.

Could it be that the Master Mu on the high platform at this moment turned out to be the worship of the Shanglin Sect before, and for some reason it became a loose cultivator.

Cui Ning frowned, but he didn't think too much about it.

Since the information of this auction can be transmitted to Xunfeng Island, then the Shanglin Sect will naturally know that if there is a genius earth treasure in the auction, there will naturally be a foundation building monk of the Shanglin Sect who will hear about it.

Maybe there are foundation-building monks from the Shanglin Sect among the stone halls that didn't speak at this moment.

The green-robed old man paused and then spoke:

"This auction has been planned for several years. Mu can give you a thorough explanation in advance, the three finale lots of this auction are precious treasures in the world of cultivating immortals, and some monks have already received some rumors.

"The first is a heaven and earth spiritual object that can extend the life of a monk, the second is a natal magic weapon, and the last thing, hehe, I still have to sell it, it can only be said to be related to breaking through the bottleneck during the foundation building period."

I heard the exclamations of gasping cold air one after another, and then the hall became silent.

The life-prolonging is naturally the 10,000-year-old spirit milk, and it is also the gimmick of this auction, otherwise who would come here.

As for the natal magic weapon and the thing that can help the foundation cultivator break through the bottleneck, if it appears in the outside world, it will cause a bloody storm.

After a moment of silence in the hall, a voice was heard:

"Brother Mu, you are not authentic like this, since you have such a treasure this time, why don't you notify me in advance, so that our big guy can also make more preparations and raise some spirit stones and the like in advance, is it possible that these finale treasures are still flawed?"

"Haha, fellow Daoists put your heart in your stomach, the old man guarantees that all the auctions are appraised, and he will definitely not fool you.

"The main thing is that the preparation is too hasty, and the last two of the three finales were also decided this month, so there was no time to publicize.

"Therefore, this auction is specially allowed to use other rare items to pledge the price spirit stone. Of course, the price is definitely one percent lower than the market price. ”

The green-robed old man seemed to have expected someone to ask such a question, and replied unhurriedly.

Hearing the old man's answer, the monks in the stone hall were also a little stunned, but some of the monks who had not spoken were smiling, as if they were prepared.

The old man surnamed Mu saw that no words came out of the stone hall in the sky. The auction was immediately announced, and he raised his hand and patted his hands.

After a "snap", more than ten rays of light flew up from the hall.

After the light faded, I saw ten beautiful palace nuntains appear behind the old man.

Each female cultivator has a cultivation of about seven or eight levels of qi refining, and each of them is holding a brocade box of different shapes in her hand.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's start the first round of treasures now, this first one is three bottles of "Top-grade Qingyuan Dan" that can be promoted to the cultivation of the foundation building monks, five pieces per bottle, and the starting price is two hundred spirit stones, and each time the price increases, it must not be less than ten pieces. ”

The green-robed old man said loudly, and then waved his hand back.

Suddenly, a female nun in palace clothes slowly walked in front of the old man, and then gently opened the lid on the brocade box, and then the three-inch-long green porcelain vase was displayed in front of all the monks participating in the auction.

I saw that the old man in the green robe stretched out his hand, and a porcelain bottle was taken into his hand.

The old man didn't talk nonsense, he directly opened the cap of the bottle and poured out a cyan pill that exuded a strange fragrance.

In an instant, a strong medicinal fragrance spread out in the hall!

"There are a total of fifteen high-grade Qingyuan Dan three bottles, and Daoists in need can start bidding!"

"One hundred and thirty dollars"

"One hundred and fifty dollars"

"Two hundred"

The screen on the auction table is also scrolling in real time with the number of spirit stones currently bidding and the number of the stone hall where the bidding monk is located.

And any monk who wants to bid only needs to speak to the round hair plate on the stone table.

As soon as the auction began, the numbers immediately skyrocketed, and it seemed that this elixir, which was very useful to the foundation building monks, seemed to be very sought-after.

This Qingyuan Dan Qingfeng Pavilion also has an exchange, and the ordinary pill is about ten spirit stones, and if it is of the highest grade, it may be sold for about forty pieces, which means that these three bottles need about six hundred spirit stones. It's just that Qingfeng Pavilion generally has a limit on exchange, and it can only be exchanged for two pieces a year.

With so many Qingyuan Dan, Cui Ning couldn't help but salivate a little.

However, after he bid for three hundred, he was quickly overtaken by other monks, and in the end, he could only watch these three bottles of pills be auctioned away by unknown monks at the price of seven hundred.

In his heart, like many others, he was quietly waiting for the three finale items of the auction to appear.