Author: Battle of Tiandu

At this time, everyone in the hall was a little overwhelmed when they heard his frightened words, causing a lot of uproar, and some people even whispered to each other.

There were a small number of high-ranking monks in the hall, and they were very unhappy with this frightened words, and glanced at a certain box on the second floor with their eyes.

A bad feeling suddenly appeared in everyone's heart.

Wen Yuanbai had just stirred up the atmosphere of the auction conference, and at this moment, it was suddenly a little cold again, and the atmosphere became a little wrong.

Those monks who thought that their cultivation was not very advanced were originally ready to pay a high price, but now they don't know whether they should continue to increase the price.

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

Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao coughed a few times, then smiled at everyone in the hall and said, pressed his hand, and said:

"Everyone continues to bid, don't care about other people's fearful words, auctions, their own auction rules, whoever pays the highest price, the thing is theirs,...... No one dares to mess around".

Wen Yuanbai spoke like this, raising the volume of the last sentence by a few points, his pupils shrank suddenly, and an undetectable golden light flashed in his eyes, and the cultivation realm of the late stage of Jindan was released without reservation.

His gaze was like a knife, intentionally or unintentionally, patrolling back and forth in various private rooms on the second floor.

I want to warn you, the person who spoke just now, this is the auction house of Mingyuan City, not the back garden of your house, you had better understand the rules, otherwise the consequences will be very serious.

With Wen Yuanbai's eyes, the monks in the private room on the second floor suddenly felt a sense of something wrong in them.

immediately became only Luo Luo, and he didn't dare to say a word, in the final analysis, he was not afraid of Wen Yuanbai Laodao, but afraid of the real person in charge of the auction house.

At this moment, the auction, under the appeasement of Wen Yuanbai Laodao, has slowly begun to return to normal.

After a while, I saw a rough-looking man in the corner of the hall, and he glanced at a room on the second floor very casually.

"Humph"!

After he snorted coldly, he said with a disdainful expression: "Lao Tzu will give 250,000 lower grade spirit stones."

"This fellow Daoist bid 250,000 lower grade spirit stones, is there anything higher than this?" Wen Yuanbai heard this, glanced at the corner, and said with a smile.

"The old man bid for 280,000 spirit stones, bid for this elixir", the old woman who had quoted before, continued to increase the price without changing her face.

This old woman also didn't care, the monk in the private room on the second floor was afraid of words, and she didn't care what kind of cultivation that person was, she thought that she was a monk in the middle of Jindan, what was there to be afraid of the other party, if the other party wanted to come hard, she would accompany her at any time.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones", a crisp woman's voice came from the first private room on the second floor.

At this moment, Lin Yunchen couldn't sit still, as if there were thousands of needles under his buttocks, which made him a little unwilling.

"This Xuanyin Holy Spirit Flower is so sought-after, I shouldn't have given it to Elder Gongsun at will, if only it had been replaced with other materials on my body."

"Four hundred thousand spirit stones", on the second floor, a middle-aged man in a private room quoted with a full of energy.

"I don't know, is there any Taoist friend who has made a bid that is higher than the price of these 400,000 spirit stones?"

Wen Yuanbai looked around the audience without hurry, waiting for a higher price to appear.

In the private room on the second floor, the high-priced monk who was called the head of the Fang family sucked in his lips and said, "The head of the Zhao family is so wealthy! The old man has to admire your wealth and generosity."

"Master Fang, you are serious, although the price is a little high, the old man is really helpless, the little girl urgently needs water attribute materials to refine the pill to break through the bottleneck of cultivation, I am a little embarrassed."

The head of the Zhao family also said with his lips twitching.

"400,000 spirit stones once".

"400,000 lower grade spirit stones twice".

Wen Yuanbai shook the copper hammer in his hand, and looked at everyone in the audience with a smile on his face, expecting a monk to quote a higher price.

Wait about five breaths.

Wen Yuanbai gently knocked down the copper hammer in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Four hundred thousand spirit stones for the third time."

"Deal, congratulations to the owner of the Zhao family in the private room on the second floor for winning this item, and please go backstage to deliver the spirit stone."

At the auction meeting, several rare elixirs were taken out one after another to bid, so that many monks in the hall were enthusiastic about participating in the bidding.

"Congratulations to the Taoist friend in black below, who won this exercise, please move to the apse and deliver the spirit stone."

"Hey, the head of the Zhang family in the private room on the second floor has won this magic weapon, please deliver the spirit stone backstage."

Wen Yuanbai, who had cultivated his whole body, said loudly with a smile.

In the following period, there were constantly high-end bidding items, which were put up for auction one after another, attracting all the monks present to participate in it, and the bidding was quite fierce, which can be described as a lot of money.

Lin Yunchen's heart was very depressed at this time, and what he wanted never appeared.

made Lin Yunchen anxiously scratch his ears and cheeks, fidgeting, and he also guessed in his heart.

Generally speaking, the good things in the auction house's finale often come out at the end, and Lin Yunchen is not sure whether there will be that thing in the next time.

"Next is the first finale item of this field, please fellow Daoists, everyone pay attention", Wen Yuanbai said loudly.

At the same time, I saw a beautiful young woman, with a graceful posture convex and backward, she held the tray with both hands steadily, and walked with steps.

She seemed to do it on purpose, unbuttoning the button on her chest a little,...... The woman put down the tray in her hand and quickly turned away.

This scene feasted the eyes of some of the male monks in the hall.

Under the high platform, Lin Yunchen, who was sitting at the back of the hall, just glanced at it casually, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed to look away.

His personality is very modest and modest, his face is much thinner than that of ordinary people, and his face has become red and fluttering after the disguise technique, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerates, thumping and beating rapidly, and he immediately looks away.

Wen Yuanbai said that he didn't like or get tired of this auction in his heart, and his face was noncommittal and quite indifferent.

Seeing that everyone's temperament was high at the moment, he said loudly: "The items auctioned in this box are three black pole crystals, which are used to create, top-level defense type armor, and are generally used as the main material."

While Wen Yuanbai Lao Dao spoke, he immediately picked up a piece of black pole crystal as black as charcoal and let everyone in the audience watch.

I saw that although this black polar crystal was black, on its surface, there were some dots of silvery-white light, and from time to time it emitted a faint silver light, and the volume was about the size of a pigeon's egg.

Wen Yuanbai took the black pole crystal in his hand and showed it to everyone, and continued to explain: "This is just one of them, and the others are all of average size."

"The starting price of this thing: 400,000 spirit stones, each increase shall not be less than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and those who need this thing can bid for it."

As soon as Wen Yuanbai's words fell, a monk below was impatient to quote: "I will give 400,000 lower grade spirit stones."

"Such a good rare ore, you want to buy it after you pay 400,000 spirit stones, is it a bit of an underestimation of the value of this thing?"

A man dressed like a brother of a family, he slowly shook the folding fan in his hand, and smiled at the man.

He immediately quoted his price, "I will pay 450,000 spirit stones."

"600,000 lower grade spirit stones". An old voice rang out.

I saw sitting on the seat in the front row of the hall, an old man with gray hair raised the price without hurrying.

Lin Yunchen listened to his voice, and immediately looked at it, he was a little familiar with this person's appearance, and after thinking about it for a while, he secretly said to himself with some astonishment:

"It turned out to be him, the refining master of the Treasure Pavilion of the True Martial Temple, and Master Hong is also here."

When the price of 600,000 spirit stones was quoted, many monks in the conference hall were secretly speechless, and they all looked at the old man with curious eyes.

Almost no one has made a sound.

Wen Yuanbai asked three times at the bottom, and when he saw that no one answered, he said conclusively: "The 600,000 spirit stones are sold, please ask this Taoist friend who made the offer to move to the background to deliver the spirit stones."

The auction had just ended, and a maid came to bid for it.

Wen Yuanbai didn't even look at the tray as if he knew it in advance, and immediately explained:

"One Tianxuan Soul Rejuvenation Pill, the effect is to repair the body, and it has the miraculous effect of curing the flesh and bones of the dead, the starting price: 500,000 lower grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 20,000 lower grade spirit stones."

There was an uproar below, and some people couldn't hold back their emotions, and some hesitated and exclaimed: "Is this pill really so effective?"

"This Heavenly Xuanfu Soul Pill is produced by the Jade Maiden Xuangong of our Xuanwu Kingdom, which is known as the Dan Sect, so I don't think I need to explain anything!"

Wen Yuanbai said with a smile at the monk who asked the question.

Immediately, Wen Yuanbai said, and immediately a monk quoted his price, "I will give 500,000 spirit stones."

"I will produce 540,000 spirit stones." A man with a scorched face quoted.

Followed by many monks, who scrambled to fight for this elixir, no matter how many spirit stones were put out to bid for this elixir, they all felt that it was worth it.

Just imagine, the pill that can save your life, how much it costs, it doesn't matter how much it costs.

Soon, the auction price of the Heavenly Xuan Soul Restoration Pill rose all the way, and it was raised by an astonishing number by many monks.

"800,000 spirit stones for the first time".

Wen Yuanbai looked at the monks in the hall below with a smile, and asked aloud in a hurry:

"Who else is willing to increase the price! It's still too late to quote."

At this time, there was almost silence under the hall, and he felt that his pocket was not rich, so he did not continue to bid.

"800,000 spirit stones for the second time".

Wen Yuanbai spoke again, and persuaded with kind words: "Fellow Daoists, what are you waiting for! Don't you want this life-saving Qi Dan!"

"Money and things outside the body, now there is no more, you can earn it in the future, if you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait another ten years."

At this moment, the man in gorgeous clothes who was bidding for 800,000 spirit stones had a large sweat stain on his forehead, and his face was full of anxiety.

He kept shaking the paper fan in his hand to cool down his restless expression, and his heart was in a hurry, so he ran up and snatched the copper hammer in Wen Yuanbai's hand, gave the final word, and made a deal.

Lin Yunchen, who was sitting in the center of the hall, watched coldly, he was also very interested in such an anti-heaven elixir, and he only blamed himself for being shy in his pocket, and he couldn't fight for it with others, and his heart was bitter.

"Eight hundred thousand spirit stones...",

Wen Yuan Baima reported the last few words, and when the final word was finalized, a delicate woman's voice came from a private room on the second floor,

"I will give 820,000 spirit stones, Wen Daoyou, I can still make a bid now, it shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules of the auction house!"

Wen Yuanbai paused when he heard this, and then said gently:

"Of course, as long as the copper hammer in my hand has not fallen, it is not a violation, and the fairy can rest assured."

Wen Yuanbai said, for these monks who did not bid until the last moment, it was no surprise.

At most, he wasted a little bit of tongue, and it was worth it to be able to bid for a very high price for every item.