The auctioneer's wooden hammer sounded, opening up the competition for the Nine Yang Grass among many monks.

"I'll give out three thousand medium-grade spirit stones. ”

"I'll give you five thousand"

The general four-grade elixir is about 30 to 50 medium-grade spirit stones, and 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which is enough to buy hundreds of other elixirs, even if it is used to buy magic weapons, you can buy dozens of pieces!

You are not stupid, this Jiuyang grass is close to 5,000 years old, and it may grow a fifth leaf at any time.

Five leaves, each of which is a mature first-order and second-order 、... Fifth-order elixir.

As we all know, the value of mature elixir is almost ten times or dozens of times that of seedlings, and the fifth-order Jiuyang grass is worth six or seven thousand spirit stones because of its medicinal properties, which is twice as expensive as the ordinary mature fifth-order elixir.

Wang Yi couldn't help but speak, "Seven thousand yuan." ”

Everyone was surprised, what the hell is this young man going to do? Didn't he buy Xuanyin wood before? What kind of trouble is he going to make when he buys Jiuyang grass now?

Ice and fire are incompatible, and yin and yang are also incompatible, this is the iron rule that countless monks in the Immortal Rain Continent have tried to test the law!

Can anyone break this iron rule? Yes!

Those who can break this taboo restriction without exception are all legendary figures who have left their names in the history of the Xianyu Continent.

"The Emperor of Man, the Thunder Emperor, the God of Fire, the Most Holy Confucius, the Holy Meng Ke... ”

Every one of them is a supreme who stomps his feet and the world will tremble three times!

It is no exaggeration to say that every monk in the Immortal Rain Continent grew up reading their legends!

You don't think that the boy in front of you is one of them, this joke is not funny at all.

"Seven thousand dollars, one hundred dollars," an old man's voice came from behind a veiled girl.

Why only add 100 pieces? Many monks had a question in their hearts, since they were participating in the auction, there would definitely be no shortage of spirit stones in their hands, and who would generally add only 100 spirit stones regardless of their face?

"Eight thousand. "A burly, huge monk has made an offer, and this thing is very important to his cultivation.

This price exceeded most people's expectations, and the more than 7,000 medium-grade spirit stones of this Jiuyang Grass were the limit of its value, and most of the monks shook their heads and chose to give up.

A young monk with a noble temperament shouted out the price, "Nine thousand yuan." ”

Many monks who looked over shouted in surprise, "Master Cocoon!"

Suddenly, the news spread from all directions, and the auction was boiling again, Master Cocoon is now one of the most famous alchemists in the Xiling region, and even many monks in Dongling City have traveled thousands of miles to ask him to make alchemy!

"Master Cocoon is a Dan Dao master, just nine thousand spirit stones, it's not worth mentioning!"

"Master Cocoon is highly respected and has a wide range of contacts, who dares to get along with him!"

Wang Yi's mind sank into a storage bag, this is the storage bag of the ghost jackal Ding Seven Wolves, Wang Yi has no shortage of spirit stones before, so he has never opened it to see, and now it is a critical juncture.

Immediately, the divine sense swept over, and there were actually four thousand medium-grade spirit stones among them, Wang Yi thought for a while, 17,000 spirit stones, no one should be able to fight for himself, right?

Wang Yi had confidence in his heart and said, "Ten thousand yuan"

As soon as the words fell, the old man immediately reported a number, "Ten thousand and one hundred." ”

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, as if he felt a hint of nonsensical targeting.

In order to verify the idea in his heart, Wang Yi said, "Eleven thousand." ”

"Eleven thousand one hundred. ”

The monks also tasted that something was wrong, and they were curious, the old man stood respectfully behind the veiled girl, looking at his bent back, it was obviously the girl's servant, behind these several biddings, it should be this woman who was making trouble.

I just don't know what this girl has to do with the boy, why did she deliberately target him!

Wang Yi frowned, he stopped shouting, sat down, closed his eyes, and seemed to no longer care about the outside world.

Seeing that the young man seemed to have given up, Master Cocoon said, "Twelve thousand." ”

The audience fell silent, and the old man did not continue to increase the price, and his eyelids never lifted from the beginning!

The auctioneer struck the first hammer, and it seemed that the whole situation was decided.

Just as the auctioneer struck the second hammer, Wang Yi suddenly opened his eyes and reported the limit of his ability, "Seventeen thousand yuan." ”

But an old voice that made Wang Yi suffocate then sounded, "Seventeen thousand and one hundred yuan!"

Now there is no doubt that this veiled and lonely girl is targeting the handsome young man in the first row.

Many monks looked at the two people of the same age, and seemed to make up a "classic plot" in their minds:

A young man deceived the heart of a girl of a big clan, and after taking away the spirit stone, the girl decided to chase to the ends of the earth and destroy all the plans of the young man!

Eh, are these two people in love and killing each other?

What everyone really didn't expect was that these two had such a rich net worth, which was enough to compare to the Yuanying Monk!

Master Cocoon waved his hand, although he had a lot of spirit stones in his hand, he couldn't afford to shout indiscriminately, so he wisely chose to give up.

Jiuyang grass was finally purchased by the old man, and the old man casually handed out a storage bag, and there was no distressed look on his face, as if it was not a spirit stone that was spent, but a worthless stone.

The arched old man took the Jiuyang grass, he walked up to Wang Yi, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Xiaoyou, my young lady is invited!"

Wang Yi frowned, thought about it carefully, and didn't understand when he got into trouble with these two mysterious figures.

Since the other party was invited, Wang Yi happened to meet and probe the other party's reality.

Wang Yi stretched out his hand and saluted, "Please!"

The old man respectfully walked towards the masked girl, and Wang Yi followed behind.

When I walked to the front of the main master, the person in front of me should be a young girl from the way she was dressed.

This person has a toned body, and there seems to be great strength hidden in the soft curves.

Wang Yi stepped forward and went straight in, "This young lady, why is it specifically targeting me today, and it is a good thing for me!"

Through the veil, the girl opened her cherry mouth, like a yellow bird, "I see that Your Excellency urgently needs this thing, and I am about to buy it and give it to Mr., why do you want to say a good thing?"

"Oh, the world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit. Miss is scheming, please tell me anything directly!"

Without waiting for the girl to speak, the old man propped up an enchantment and blocked all sounds.

The girl didn't beat around the bush, "If Mr. can help me do something, we will not only give away the Jiuyang Grass, but also eliminate the mark of the Seven Killings on Mr. ”

Wang Yi groaned slightly, the girl in front of him was absolutely inseparable from the Seven Killings! This matter must be cautious.

"I wonder if Miss is convenient to reveal what she wants me to do now?"

The girl was silent, and through the veil, Wang Yi couldn't see the other party's face and expression clearly.

didn't let Wang Yi wait too long, she said coldly, "I want to ask Your Excellency to protect me to get something! If you agree, Jiuyang Grass, I will give it with both hands!"