Author: Battle of Tiandu

Wen Yuanbai Laodao's eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel relieved when he thought that he could also profit more commissions from it.

Immediately, he said loudly to the people below: "The Daoist friend upstairs just bid for 820,000 spirit stones, but is there a higher bid?"

At this moment, most people's eyes are focused on the auction table, and their hearts are eager for the miraculous elixir, but their pockets are not rich.

He could only look at the porcelain vase containing the Tianxuan Soul Restoration Pill with envy, and no one offered again.

"It's too late for you fellow Daoists to increase the price now," Wen Yuanbai said with a calm look on his face, and said to everyone in the hall without hurry.

He glanced at the rather quiet hall and looked sideways at the man in the Chinese costume who had previously quoted: "Which fellow Daoist just now, are you still willing to continue to bid for this elixir at a higher price?"

At this moment, this man in a sweaty face was so anxious that at the last critical moment, he suddenly heard someone bidding, which was even higher than his own.

Suddenly, his eyes widened angrily, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the private room on the second floor with tears in his eyes, which could be described as angry.

He turned a deaf ear to Wen Yuanbai's inquiry, 800,000 spirit stones were already all his belongings, and there was no more.

He calmed down, shook his head and sighed repeatedly, and then sat down in his chair in a daze, without saying a word.

Then I only heard Wen Yuanbai say in a decisive voice: "Tianxuan Soul Restoration Pill, 820,000 spirit stones are sold, the fairy upstairs please move to the backstage to deliver the spirit stones."

Not long after, in the box on the second floor, a yellow-clothed maid immediately walked out, followed the leader of the auction house, and went to the backstage to deliver the spirit stone.

"Next is the third-to-last lot of the auction."

"A complete set of top-level fire attribute cultivation exercises, "Fire Practice Burning Yuan Gong", the five major realms from the Qi cultivation period to the God Transformation Period, are suitable for monks who major in fire attributes."

"If you can cultivate this exercise to the extreme, there is a domineering place where everything can be burned, and all Taoist friends who need this exercise will be quoted for the highest price."

"As for the details in the exercises, the old man will not elaborate more, the starting price is 700,000 spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than 30,000 spirit stones, and the auction will start now."

Wen Yuanbai took a sip of tea and said in a hearty voice.

At this time, in the hall, there were monks who practiced this fire attribute exercise, and when they heard Wen Yuanbai only talking about half of the effect of the exercise, they became even more interested, and someone immediately quoted the price.

"I will give out 700,000 spirit stones." A dark-skinned man said urgently.

"I'll give out 730,000 spirit stones", a woman in a blue shirt said at a higher price.

"I will produce 760,000 spirit stones."

"I will give out 800,000 spirit stones."

"Nine hundred thousand spirit stones", a burly man like an iron tower, glanced at it, and the black-faced old man who had just bid was like firewood, and offered.

The bidding for this fire practice Burning Yuan Gong soared at an extremely fast speed, and soon after, it was already about to break through the million mark.

Wen Yuanbai, who presided over the auction, smiled in his mouth, and continued to add oil and vinegar to enhance the atmosphere of everyone.

At this moment, Lin Yunchen, who was sitting on pins and needles below, was now like ashes, his expression was extremely complicated, and he sighed bitterly in his heart:

"Hey, judging from the current situation, it is impossible for what you want to appear, and you should also consider some other exercises to cultivate."

"As Daoist Yuyang said, it's still too late to turn back in time, and it is impossible for everything in this world to be as you want."

"As the saying goes: those who are unsatisfactory in life, nine times out of ten, the will of God is so, just that."

Soon, this fire-attribute exercise jade slip was auctioned by a bearded man for one hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones, which made some monks in the hall angry.

One after another, the power of divine consciousness swept back and forth on this person's body without interruption.

The bearded man was quite annoyed by the probing of other people's divine senses, and he glanced at it coldly, some people who were uneasy and kind-hearted were not suppressing his own true cultivation immediately.

From the original foundation building early stage of cultivation, the rapid climbing, after a while, the strength that had reached the early stage of Jindan was suddenly displayed, so that some monks with bad intentions died of the murderous and treasure snatching heart.

"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist for winning this exercise, please move to the backstage to deliver the spirit stone", Wen Yuanbai smiled and raised his hand.

The bearded man's cold gaze swept through the unkind divine sense probing from the others around him, and he snorted coldly in his mouth, the meaning was unclear.

"If you want to kill people and seize treasures, there is a kind of it."

After the bearded man snorted coldly, he immediately followed a maid who led the way to the backstage to deliver the spirit stone.

Wen Yuanbai said that during the auction meeting, there would be such a situation, and he coughed a few times unapprovingly, and then said:

"Next up is this auction, the penultimate item, the "Phantom Bell", which is a magic weapon in the top sound wave, which has the effect of confusing the minds of others."

"It can make the monk who holds this treasure an invincible position when fighting with a monk of the same level, and this treasure can be attacked and defended, which can be described as infinitely useful, and it can be described as a rare magic weapon."

"The starting price is 650,000 spirit stones, and each price increase shall not be less than 30,000 spirit stones, and the bidding will start now."

The words in Wen Yuanbai's mouth had not yet fallen, and there were already monks, who couldn't wait to quote the bidding price.

"I will give out 700,000 spirit stones."

Immediately afterwards, another monk quoted the price, "I will give 730,000 spirit stones."

"I will produce 780,000 spirit stones."

"I will give out 800,000 spirit stones."

......

After some fierce bidding, this phantom sound bell was finally auctioned by a plump beauty for 900,000 spirit stones.

"Next is the finale of this auction house, you Taoist friends can cheer up, it is definitely a precious item, something can definitely make everyone worth the money."

Wen Yuanbai smiled and looked around at everyone in the hall, and said very solemnly.

At this time, both the monks in the hall and the monks in the private rooms on the second floor pricked up their ears at the same time, and the atmosphere immediately became extremely oppressive.

Everyone wanted to know what kind of item this final finale item was, and looked at Wen Yuanbai with expectant eyes.

Seeing such a situation, Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao was very satisfied, and after a while, he continued:

"This auction item combines three different effects, and its magical effect can make a small sect not be attacked by half a point for a long time."

"At the same time, it can also hide its traces, as long as it is not explored by monks above the Yuan Infant Stage at close range, it will definitely not reveal its whereabouts."

Just when Wen Yuanbai finally explained the items to be auctioned, a woman wearing a translucent gauze robe, with a slender figure and an extremely beautiful appearance, walked over.

She followed from front to back, left and right, a heavily armed man in armor, and four men to protect the woman with the tray in the middle.

At this moment, whether it was the monks in the audience or in the private room on the second floor, their eyes were almost unblinking looking at the tray in the woman's hand.

In this tray was a delicate storage ring, shining with a shining treasure light, a prohibition that could circumvent the divine sense, shrouded in it, and it looked quite extraordinary.

I saw that the beautiful maid who was holding the tray in her hand, escorted by four guards, put the tray and the storage ring in the tray on the auction table in front of Wen Yuan Bai Lao Dao.

After the maid saluted Wen Yuanbai respectfully, she quickly returned to a hall behind the curtain.

However, the four guards who remained, they were in groups of two, standing on the left and right sides of Wen Yuanbai Old Road, their projected eyes were very sharp, their expressions were quite solemn, and they didn't say a word, like a wooden stake, standing there motionless.

Everyone in the hall was quite satisfied with the auction house's solemn behavior, and the big guys were waiting for Wen Yuanbai Laodao's explanation and the bidding for the auction of this item began.

Seeing the people with high expressions, Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao set his eyes on the auction items in front of him, and then he coughed a few times before he said solemnly:

"In this storage ring, it is a formation plate imitated by the Bipolar Academy, and the effect it can play is the four-layer effect of the original ancient array disk."

"The name of this array is as: Three-element mixed spirit array, which has the three functions of attack, defense, and concealment."

"The Three-Element Mixed Spirit Array, with a total of seventy-two array flags, this array can be large or small, depending on the actual needs of the master, it can be described as a rare treasure!"

"The starting price is one million lower grade spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than 50,000 spirit stones, and now the auction begins."

At this time, no one in the hall was impatient to quote their prices, and they were all using divine consciousness transmission to talk to people they knew.

Let's take a look at how many spirit stones are more appropriate, and at the same time, I am also vigilantly looking at the other monks around me, and the whole auction is a little unseasonably cold.

Behind Wen Yuanbai, Rong Yuan and the other six people who were sitting were not surprised by such a situation, and the old god was sitting on the big chair.

They all knew in their hearts that this was just a prelude to the auction, and the more this happened, the more fierce the competition became.

In every private room on the second floor, there is also a heated discussion about how many spirit stones to come out of, so as not to suffer a loss.

Lin Yunchen, who was sitting quietly at this time, was already completely dead set on the thunder attribute materials, and he was already planning for the future, and when this auction was over, he would go back to the sect to buy and sell a suitable exercise for himself!

For the current auction array, Lin Yunchen has no interest in participating in the slightest.

First, the main thing was that this three-element spirit array was too expensive, and Lin Yunchen couldn't afford it at all.

Second, even if he can afford it himself, buying it won't play a big role, thinking that he is alone, and there is no family that needs the protection of the formation.

If he can participate in this auction now, he should have a long insight! As for whether he can use it in the future, then let's talk about it later!

Among the people present, there were many monks who were not much different from Lin Yunchen's thoughts, and most of the monks who came to the auction were just here to see the auction president.

Broaden their own knowledge and experience to lay the foundation for the future.

There are also some monks, because there are no items they need at the auction, they just watch quietly and wait for the next finale.

Just when the monks who wanted to bid for this circle were discussing with each other.

A yin and yang weird, sharp and extremely ugly voice, suddenly came out, "I will give out one million and two thousand spirit stones."

At this time, in the hall, people with hearts looked towards the source of the voice, and sitting there turned out to be a thin old man wearing a black coat.

At this time, the old man looked at the eyes of others, and seemed to be indifferent, and the cultivation he revealed at the moment was only in the middle of the foundation, which made some monks who regarded themselves as cultivators with a very high level of cultivation have some bad and crooked ideas.

"Thank you for the offer," Wen Yuanbai said softly to the old man,

Immediately, he said to everyone in the hall: "I don't know all the Taoist friends here, which other Taoist friends are willing to pay a higher price?"

"Fellow Daoists, you can rest assured, even if you quote the price, you don't have to worry about anything, this auction house can protect you."