Zhou Shun picked up the Lingmi seed and looked at it carefully for a moment.

Puzzled, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, is there anything unusual about your spiritual rice seed?" ”

Chu Ming asked: "Is there any spiritual field soil here, as long as the seeds are ripe, you will know that there is something special." ”

"Chu Daoyou, please wait for a moment." Zhou Shun put down the seed and got up, and then walked out the door.

After a while, a flower pot containing the soil of the spiritual field was brought in.

After he planted the seeds, he used the cloud and rain technique and the inducing technique to directly induce the spiritual rice to mature.

Looking at the ears of spiritual rice that had grown, he looked puzzled, "It seems that it is no different from ordinary spiritual rice." ”

"No, wait...... It seems that the ears of rice produced by this rice plant are longer and produce more rice than ordinary rice. When he saw the clue, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and say it loudly.

Chu Ming nodded and smiled: "Exactly, the yield of this spiritual rice seed is about half a percent higher than that of ordinary seeds. ”

"How is it, Zhou Daoyou, my spiritual rice seed should be quite valuable, right?"

Zhou Shun breathed quickly and nodded seriously, "Although I have never seen this kind of spirit rice seed before, with my years of experience, this thing should be worth at least 100,000 spirit stones." ”

"The lower grade spiritual rice is one of the most important cultivation resources for middle and lower-class monks."

"The yield per mu of the general lower grade Lingtian can reach about 200 catties at most, and it is difficult to increase it again."

"And if you use your spiritual rice seeds, the yield per mu of land can directly increase by ten catties, and ten mu of land is one hundred catties."

"If you plant ten stubbles a year, you can increase the yield by 1,000 catties, which is a hundred spirit stones."

"And the lower grade spiritual field of a large cultivation sect must have thousands of acres to say the least, and Biling Valley has more than 10,000 acres of lower grade spiritual field."

"For Biling Valley, if you change to this kind of high-yield spiritual rice seed planting, the annual increase in spiritual rice will be more than one million catties, that is, more than 100,000 lower grade spirit stones."

"With such a huge amount of cultivation resources out of thin air, the comprehensive strength of the sect will naturally be greatly improved."

"Of course, if you want to sell it for a high price, you have to sell only one copy, and you can't let another seed appear on the market."

"If this kind of spiritual rice seed is circulated, everyone will have it, and it will naturally be worthless."

"The price of spiritual rice will also drop, except for benefiting the immortal cultivation world, it will not be of much benefit to you, fellow Daoists."

"Fellow Daoist, you shouldn't have given or sold this kind of thing to anyone else before, right?"

After listening to Zhou Shun's narration, Chu Ming was even more excited, and now he was really going to make a fortune.

He immediately shook his head and denied: "No, I naturally know the value of this kind of sub, how can I sell it to others?" ”

Zhou Shun said: "In this case, I will go to Deacon Song from our auction to come over and appraise the Lingmi again to ensure that it is correct before it can be put on the auction." ”

Chu Ming took out the other two kinds of spiritual rice seeds and said, "I still have two kinds of spiritual rice, one long-grain spiritual rice, and one kind of zongxiang spiritual rice. ”

"Although the value may not be as good as the high-yield spirit rice, it should also be able to sell some spirit stones."

"No problem, we can put it up for auction together." After Zhou Shun finished speaking, he left the room.

After a while, he led a middle-aged male monk in a purple robe into the area, which should be what he called Deacon Song.

Deacon Song and Chu Ming briefly exchanged pleasantries, and then identified the three kinds of spiritual rice.

After sowing seeds several times in a row, the mutation of the Lingmi seeds still exists and does not weaken, which completely determines the value of Lingmi.

Deacon Song smiled and arched his hand: "Congratulations to Daoyou, now you are going to make a fortune." ”

Chu Ming smiled and waved his hand, saying where, where.

Deacon Song asked again, "Is it inconvenient for Daoist friends to reveal their identities?" ”

Chu Ming nodded, "I won't say this, Your Excellency should be able to understand." ”

"Hmm." Deacon Song nodded, "Naturally, I won't inquire more about the identity of Daoyou. ”

As he spoke, he took out a white thin-shell mask from the storage bag on his waist and handed it to Chu Ming.

"This is a special magic weapon made by the Song family in Tianyuan City, impermanence mask."

"As long as you wear it in the realm of Tian Yuan City, your face can change freely according to what you want in your heart."

"If the monks under the Yuanying realm don't use the Song family's unique secret technique, they can't see through it."

"This is a magic weapon that we specially provide for guests who are inconvenient to reveal their identities, so as not to meet acquaintances at the auction venue."

Chu Ming was a little surprised and asked, "What is this thing...... Sent me? ”

Deacon Song smiled and nodded, "Naturally, a mere impermanence mask is nothing compared to the income brought by Daoist friends to our auction. ”

The auction will charge a handling fee of 10% of the transaction price, and if his spirit rice can be sold for 100,000 spirit stones, the auction will make 10,000 yuan.

Sending a magic weapon that can only be used within the territory of Tian Yuan City will not lose much.

And the purpose of providing this convenience is also to make it easier for him to participate in auctions in the future.

"Thank you." Chu Ming took the mask and put it on his face.

With a thought, the mask melted directly into his flesh, and at the same time, his face changed to an ordinary passerby.

After that, under the guidance of the two, Chu Ming signed a spiritual deed, guaranteeing that his spiritual rice was a unique product, and he had not given it to anyone before, and he would not sell it again in the future.

If he breaks the contract, he will be devoured by the spirit contract, and his form and spirit will be destroyed and he will die.

This was naturally to ensure the interests and credibility of their Tianyuan City auction, and Chu Ming didn't think it was anything, it was very reasonable.

The starting price of three lingmi seeds is 50,000 spirit stones for high-yield spirit rice, 500 spirit stones for zongxiang spirit rice, and 200 spirit stones for long-grain spirit rice.

The latter two kinds of spiritual rice do not expect to be sold at a good price, and if they can be sold, the starting price will not be lost.

Deacon Song proposed at this time: "Fellow Daoist, I think your spiritual rice seed can be used as the finale auction item this afternoon. ”

"Then the Dragon Yin Sword Book has to be slightly inferior."

Chu Ming hurriedly waved his hand and refused, "No, no, I just want to finish filming early, and there will be things in a while." ”

Don't look at his business so big, but he has to hurry back to farming in the afternoon.

"Okay, let's arrange the seeds of Daoyou to be auctioned at the beginning." Deacon Song said with a smile.

Then Zhou Shun led Chu Ming into the venue on the first floor and arranged a place in the corner for him to leave at any time.

At this time, there were already a lot of people in the venue, and when they looked up, they could still see the group of personal disciples of the Divine Sense Sect on the third floor.

There was also a group of green-clothed monks sitting in front of the west window on the third floor, which should be from Biling Valley.

The leader is a female nun wearing a green silk gauze skirt, with a bright and moving appearance, a plump figure, fair skin, and a shallow smile.

The real age is naturally not visible, but the external age shown is about thirty years old, which is slightly more mature.

The nun seemed to sense his gaze, looked down, and glanced at him with a smile.

Chu Ming hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at it again.

The high-ranking monks regarded the low-ranking monks as ants.

Some high-ranking female cultivators have strange tempers and moodiness, and are stared at by men they don't like, and they are extinguished when they raise their hands.

This means that it is not convenient to do it in the auction room.

If it was outside, he would have exploded on the spot if he looked at it any more.