Author: Battle of Tiandu

The old man in the green robe who suddenly appeared standing on the high platform, he smiled and quickly glanced around, this entire auction conference.

After a while, the old man turned around and nodded slightly at Rong Yuan and the other six people.

Immediately, the eyes of the old man in the green robe were projected to several boxes on the second floor of the auction, and he arched his hand at these boxes.

After the old man in the green robe who presided over the auction meeting gave a salute to some of the more important people on the second floor.

He whispered something to Rong Yuan and the other six people behind him, Rong Yuan and the other six didn't say a word, smiled and nodded, and then turned around and walked to the six seats that had been prepared for the six of them at the auction.

The purpose of Rong Yuan and the other six people coming here is just to deter Xiaoxiao and unruly people, and at the same time take on some other things.

For example, if there is a need for a monk, the authenticity of the items pledged will be identified, and the value of these things will be confirmed.

At this moment, the old man in the green robe standing on the high platform, his face was very kind and energetic, he took a deep breath, straightened his chest, looked around at everyone in the audience, and then said with full anger:

"Welcome all of you from afar, today is the second auction of Mingyuan City."

"Old Daoist I, Wen Yuanbai, entrusted by the six major sects and the major Xiuzhen families, presided over today's auction meeting, if there is anything inappropriate, I hope you will forgive me, and there will be a lot of Haihan."

At this time, everyone in the audience looked quite focused, and the whole auction conference was very quiet, which can be described as a pin drop.

Everyone looked at this green-robed old man with expectant eyes, and no one dared to come out and make trouble unreasonably.

However, in everyone's heart, they are very curious and looking forward to the items that will be auctioned soon, because they are nervous and sweaty, and they don't know it.

"Old Dao, I favor one over the other, and I still have to tell you the rules of the auction and some auction processes with you."

When Wen Yuanbai said this, he paused slightly, and then continued:

According to the old rules of the auction, the items auctioned today are also auctioned one by one according to all kinds of pills, heaven and earth spiritual materials, cultivation exercises, magic weapons and talisman formations, and so on."

"I would like to declare in advance that I would like to advise all Taoist friends who want to bid to do what they can."

"If the auction of an item is completed, and you don't have a spirit stone to pay for at that time, don't blame Lao Dao for not announcing it in advance, and you will bear the consequences."

"Furthermore, if any Taoist friend deliberately disrupts the order of the auction conference, what will be the result of the handling at that time, fellow Daoists, you should still weigh it yourself!"

After Wen Yuanbai finished speaking, he immediately picked up the copper hammer that had been prepared on the high platform, tapped it on the tabletop, and said loudly to everyone in the hall:

"Now the auction assembly begins".

At the same time as Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao began, five young women with beautiful faces, holding trays in both hands, walked out slowly and lightly from behind the high platform, behind a cloth curtain.

When these five graceful women put the tray in their hands on the table in front of Lao Dao, they immediately took dozens of steps back, standing aside and waiting.

Wen Yuanbai said, looked at the five trays on the table, and then said with a smile:

"These are five kinds of pills with different names, which are suitable for the early stage of foundation building, and the pills that are promoted to the peak of foundation building."

"There are five bottles in each tray, each bottle is ten grains, and the starting price is fifteen thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than five hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoists, please pay attention, everyone is limited to bidding on one of these five pills, and now the bidding begins."

As soon as Wen Yuanbai Laodao's voice fell, a monk below held up a number plate and shouted loudly: "I will give 15,000."

Immediately after that, another monk quoted a high price: "I will pay 16,000"

......

Lin Yunchen, who was sitting below at this time, had already changed his appearance into a short and fat middle-aged man, he watched coldly as others bid for these five pills, it was not that he didn't want to bid for these five pills to improve his cultivation, but he felt that he didn't have enough money, so he could only stare dryly.

Soon, the auction of these five elixirs to improve the cultivation realm was completed, and the bidder paid for the spirit stones.

Wen Yuanbai said, picked up the copper hammer again and struck it a few times, and several kinds of pills that Lin Yunchen had never heard of and had never seen before, and they were taken out for auction one after another.

The scene of bidding at this auction was quite spectacular at this time, with a lot of voices, and many monks were very active in it, and the monks who could bid for the promotion of cultivation into pills were all smiling.

However, the monk who could not pay a higher price was full of sadness at the moment, and he could only blame his own pocket for not being able to compare with others.

"Presumably, all the Daoists here are still satisfied with these elixirs that have been obtained just now to improve the cultivation realm! Next, it's time to bid for heaven and earth spiritual materials, you Daoists should pay attention."

Lao Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile.

When a maid placed a tray with spiritual materials in front of Lao Dao, Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao cast a spell to open the box in the tray, and explained in a colorful voice:

"Soul Gathering Flower, about 1,200 years old, has the miraculous effect of repairing the soul."

"For a monk whose soul has been injured, it can be described as a very rare treasure of heaven and earth, the starting price: 120,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 3,000 spirit stones."

At this time, there were not many monks who wanted to buy this Soul Gathering Flower, and for a while, they were a little cold.

Wen Lao Dao glanced around at everyone and shouted, "Isn't there any Taoist friend who is willing to bid for this thing?"

Right now.

A man in black with a scar on his face below looked at his front and back vigilantly, and then held up the number plate and quoted:

"I'll give out 120,000 spirit stones."

Seeing that there was a monk's offer, the old Taoist in the green robe on the high platform immediately said: "This Taoist friend bid 120,000 lower grade spirit stones, I don't know which other Taoist friend is willing to pay a higher price"?

"I will produce 140,000 spirit stones".

On the second floor opposite, a woman's quotation came from a private room.

"I'll give out 145,000 spirit stones", it was still the man in black before, and he quoted another high price.

"I'll give out 150,000 spirit stones", a handsome man, holding up the number plate, quoted.

Immediately afterwards, there was another monk in the auction hall who offered: "I will give 160,000 spirit stones."

"Hmph, just 160,000 spirit stones, I want to buy this soul gathering flower, I will give 180,000 spirit stones."

Not far behind Lin Yunchen, a man in black wearing a mask snorted sullenly and quoted.

Hearing that someone made an offer of 180,000 spirit stones, some curious people turned their heads to look at the sound.

Lin Yunchen also turned his head and looked at the black-clothed masked man.

"You ......"

The man who had just quoted looked at the masked man angrily, and the man was helpless about the other party's sarcasm, and he scolded in a low voice.

"Damn, you're ruthless", he didn't quote at this point, and sat down angrily.

"That Daoist just now bid 180,000 yuan, is there a higher offer?" Wen Yuanbai asked as he sat down.

The afterglow of his eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at the private room on the second floor, his expression was quite calm, waiting unhurriedly, and he looked very calm.

After a long time, an offer came out of the private room on the second floor.

"190,000 spirit stones", this time a cold man's voice came out.

"On the second floor, there are Daoists bidding for 190,000 spirit stones, but is there anything higher?" Wen Yuanbai looked at the many monks below and asked with a smile.

"Two hundred thousand, if there is anyone who has one more spirit stone than me, I will give up and not bid for this item at a higher price", the black-clothed masked man said coldly.

Between his words, he revealed a little sharpness, and he didn't care who was in the private room on the second floor, and he didn't care what the other party's cultivation was, he had a posture that was bound to win.

When the masked man bid 200,000 yuan, there was silence in several private rooms on the second floor, and no one was quoting the price.

The auction was cold all of a sudden, and Wen Yuanbai saw that no one was raising the price, so he struck the copper hammer and said:

"Okay, this 1,200-year-old Soul Gathering Flower belongs to this fellow Daoist, please move to the backstage and pay for the spirit stone."

The masked man who had just made the bid immediately got up and followed a maid who led the way to a side hall behind the high platform to deliver the price of the goods obtained from the auction.

As soon as the Soul Gathering Flower in front of him was finalized, immediately after that, another beautiful maid brought up a tray and placed it on the table in front of Wen Yuanbai.

"Ahem, cough, cough" ......

Wen Yuanbai coughed a few times in his mouth, and continued to explain in a colorful way:

"This is the Xuanyin Holy Spirit Flower, a medicinal age of about 1,700 years, and it is the main material for refining the Xuanyin Pill."

"It is suitable for monks who practice water attribute exercises, and it can also be effective for Taoist friends in the early stage of knotting."

"Starting price: 180,000 low-grade spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than 6,000 spirit stones."

"What"!

Lin Yunchen suddenly heard this Xuanyin Holy Spirit Flower in his ears, and he couldn't help but chuckle abruptly in his heart, and he secretly said in his heart:

"Not long ago, I gave a thousand-year-old Xuanyin Holy Spirit Flower to Elder Gongsun, but I didn't expect this elixir to be so valuable."

Lin Yunchen suddenly felt that he had lost a lot, and he shouldn't have given it away.

Then he thought about it carefully, and secretly comforted himself in his heart: "I have obtained other people's alchemy, I should have earned it myself, anyway, that elixir is also my own free thing, and then he was relieved."

Just when Lin Yunchen was stunned, there was already an offer from the monk who couldn't wait.

I saw that at the back of the auction hall, a horse-faced man held up the number plate in his hand and said loudly:

"I'll give out 180,000 spirit stones."

At this moment, the face of the person who quoted was very awkward, it was estimated that like Lin Yunchen, he had performed some secret technique such as a disguise technique to change his original appearance.

Or, at this moment, most of the many monks in the hall are doing this, and no one wants to be remembered by others, so it is safer to change their appearance.

However, there are also many monks in the hall who regard themselves as high-ranking cultivators, and they don't care about their true appearance, and their appearance is exposed in front of everyone.

"Okay, this fellow Daoist bid 180,000 spirit stones, is there any Daoist friend who bids higher?"

Wen Yuanbai raised his hand and asked the other monks below.

"The old body bids for 186,000 spirit stones", an old woman with a rickety body slowly stood up and quoted.

"I'll give out 200,000 spirit stones", a faint old man's voice came from a private room on the second floor.

When the price of 200,000 spirit stones was quoted, an offer was immediately heard in another private room on the second floor.

"I will give out 210,000 spirit stones."

After he finished quoting the price, he said to the old man who had just quoted in an embarrassed tone: "Master Fang, I'm sorry, I also need this elixir very much."

"Hmph", the old man snorted, and said in a faint tone, indifferent to the voice:

"I didn't expect that the person next door to me was the head of the Zhao family, if you want this elixir, then you and I will rely on our own abilities!"

He didn't seem to take the other party to heart at all, and coldly provoked a few words.

Immediately, the head of the Fang family unceremoniously shouted at everyone in the hall:

"Whoever dares to snatch this elixir from the old man again, don't blame someone on our side for being unkind!"