Chapter Seventy-One: Soul Suppression Lock

The middle-aged man slapped his palms, and four strong men with tigers on their backs walked out of the side door carrying a black iron cage, and they lifted the black iron cage to the high platform.

In the black iron cage, a half-foot tall white horse with a pair of cyan wings on its back was held.

"A high-level spirit beast green winged horse, can run on land, can also fly in the sky, the speed is comparable to the general high-grade flying magic weapon, in addition, this beast can also release the wind blade technique, the base price is five hundred spirit stones, each increase in price shall not be less than fifty spirit stones. The middle-aged man introduced with a smile.

"Five hundred and fifty spirit stones. ”

"Six hundred. ”

"I'm out seven hundred. ”

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As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, many people immediately shouted the price.

This blue-winged horse's flight speed is comparable to that of a high-grade flying magic weapon, it can run on land and fly in the sky, and it also knows the wind blade technique.

Bidding for this beast is equivalent to buying a high-grade flying magic weapon and a loyal spirit beast, which is not a loss.

Shi Yue was also a little tempted, but he thought about it carefully, this blue-winged horse was too conspicuous, even if it was bought by him, it couldn't be released in front of people casually, there were many disciples of the Taixu Sect who participated in the auction, and it would be troublesome if it was recognized.

In Shi Yue's thoughts, the price of this blue-winged horse reached 1,300 spirit stones, and it was still rising.

But as a result, there weren't many people still bidding, only three or four people still scrambling.

"Fifteen hundred spirit stones, if other Daoists can offer a higher price, let other Daoists let them!" a tall white-robed young man said lightly.

Hearing the high price of fifteen hundred spirit stones, the few people who still bid hesitated slightly and kept silent.

The price of a first-level high-level demon beast, fifteen hundred spirit stones is already very high, it would be stupid to continue bidding, and besides, even if the flight speed of the green winged horse is comparable to that of a high-grade flying magic weapon, it takes too much time and effort to cultivate a spirit beast, and it will affect one's own cultivation to some extent, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Is there a higher bid? Is there really no one? 1,500 yuan for the first time, 1,500 yuan for the second layer, 1,500 yuan for the third time, the deal, this blue-winged horse belongs to this fellow Daoist. The middle-aged man repeated it three times in a row, and after no one raised the price, he determined the ownership of this beast.

The white-robed young man walked up to the high platform, and after paying off the spirit stones, he put away the blue-winged horse with a spirit beast bag and returned to his seat.

Three young and beautiful maids in yellow shirts walked out of the side door, each holding a white tray covered with red satin and walked up to the high platform, and then respectfully placed it on the wooden table.

The middle-aged man stepped forward unhurriedly, and picked open a piece of red satin, revealing a golden iron lock the size of an inch.

"It is estimated that the Taoist friends present are a little anxious, next, is the auction time of the finale auction, the first finale auction item, the high-grade magic weapon soul lock, this thing is the foundation of the monk with a hundred years of gold wood plus several rare refining materials refining, there may be many Taoist friends will feel strange, why will a high-grade magic weapon as the finale auction item, without him, this magic weapon can not only effectively resist the ghosts and evil spirits, but also to a certain extent, enhance their own divine consciousness, the wonderful use of divine consciousness does not need to be said in the next more! If one party's divine sense is stronger than the other's when fighting the Fa, it will undoubtedly be able to take advantage of it. The middle-aged man spat on the golden iron lock and said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused a commotion among the immortal cultivators present, and some of them even whispered.

You must know that magic weapons that can resist ghosts and evil spirits are rare in the first place, and magic weapons that can enhance divine consciousness are even rarer.

Now this soul suppression lock actually has both effects, which is really shocking.

For a while, many people's eyes looking at the golden iron lock were full of fiery color.

The middle-aged man saw the expressions on everyone's faces, and with a satisfied look on his face, he announced in a deep voice:

"If the amplification effect of the soul suppression lock is inconvenient to say, it can only be said that it will definitely not disappoint the Taoist friends who bid for this thing, okay, the high-grade magic weapon soul suppression lock, the reserve price is five hundred spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than one hundred spirit stones each time, and the bidding will start now. ”

"Seven hundred spirit stones. ”

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, someone immediately made a bid, raising the price by two hundred yuan.

"Eight hundred. ”

"I'll give a thousand. ”

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Not to be outdone, others opened their mouths to make bids.

In the blink of an eye, the price of this soul suppression lock was raised to a high price of 1,600 spirit stones, and this price can buy a superb magic weapon.

"Sixteen hundred spirit stones, are there any Daoists who bid higher?" The middle-aged man's gaze quickly swept over the immortal cultivators present, and he asked in a deep voice.

"One thousand seven. A lazy man's voice sounded.

As soon as the words fell, many eyes looked at the source of the voice, it was Shi Yue.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then his face showed joy, and he said, "This Taoist friend bid 1,700 spirit stones, is there a higher price?" According to the refiner who refined the soul suppression lock, he originally just wanted to refine a magic weapon that restrained and snatched away, who knew that there were some abnormal changes in the refining process, resulting in this magic weapon being just a high-grade magic weapon after it was baked, but it unexpectedly got the effect of increasing divine consciousness, even if the original refiner used the same material, he may not be able to refine another one, therefore, this thing is unique, you fellow Daoists should not miss this opportunity. ”

"One thousand eight. A somewhat muffled man's voice rang out.

"Two thousand. Shi Yue's expression did not change, and he added two hundred spirit stones.

This soul-calming lock stone is bound to be obtained, and what he likes is the effect of this thing to restrain ghosts and evil spirits, and with this effect, he will not give this thing to others.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue, I'll give out two thousand and one hundred spirit stones. A tall black-faced man turned around, glared at Shi Yue coldly, and said in a deep voice.

The black-faced man looked to be in his thirties, and the mana fluctuations on his body showed that this was a foundation building monk.

"Boy, think clearly before you speak, you can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense. The black-faced man sent a message to Shi Yue, his face was extremely gloomy.

"Two thousand two. Hearing this, Shi Yue raised his eyebrows and said stubbornly.

"Boy, didn't you hear what I said clearly?" Hearing this, the black-faced man said coldly with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

After speaking, the spiritual pressure of the foundation building period rushed out of him and went straight to Shiyue.

Shi Yue was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly took out the vajra talisman and slapped it on his body, and a golden light curtain suddenly appeared on his body.

"This Taoist friend, bid for the goods, the one with the highest price will win, if you threaten this little friend again, I'm afraid you will have to leave. Seeing this, the middle-aged man on the high platform turned pale and said with a frown.