Hmph, if you can't get it, you have to try it. Monk Jia snorted coldly, ignored him anymore, handed over a low-grade spirit stone at the door, and walked inside.

"Cut, a small auction house dares to charge tickets, it's really crazy to think about money. Thinking so, Monk B reluctantly handed over a spirit stone and walked inside.

A burst of gongs and drums sounded, and Dao Xuan slowly walked to the stage: "Dao Xuan warmly welcomes the Daoists to come to participate in the opening ceremony of Mo Xiaomeo's auction. ”

"What's that?" Monk B jerked to his feet in disbelief.

"An elixir, didn't you hear clearly, a pill, and everything is ninety percent, I rely on it, it's a big hand to ÷ the pavilion." Monk Jia licked the corners of his lips excitedly, looking at Dao Xuan's fiery face.

Even if you don't buy anything, a low-grade spirit stone in exchange for an elixir is worth it.

Hearing the affirmative answer, Monk B finally recovered from the shock, and his face turned slightly red from excitement.

"Hahaha, it's really a good ÷ pavilion, there must be 20,000 people present, one pill per person, and Master Mo will have to lose tens of thousands of spirit stones at once?" Elder Song smiled and touched his beard and said slowly.

"This is the genius of Senior Sister Mo, after these monks get the elixir, they are afraid that they will not be grateful to Dade, after word of mouth, there will be countless monks who will come to participate in the auction, and it will not be long before the spirit stone that has just entered can make her a lot of money. ”

"Yes, fortunately, you informed me of the news yesterday, otherwise I would have to be preempted by the old woman surnamed Qu, but we won't have a chance to win over again. Elder Song said, glancing at the box on the side.

"What Uncle Shi said is, in fact, I only knew that there was such a character because of Bi'er's advance notice. Deng Zhengyuan leaned forward slightly, and chuckled: "Bi'er is my unsuccessful daughter, the one who was transferred to Tai Ma Jun." ”

"It turned out to be her, I remember, since Bi'er has made such a big contribution, then even if I tear my face with Mrs. Qu this time, I have to transfer her back. Elder Song pondered for a moment and affirmed.

"Yes, yes, thank you Uncle for your kindness, thank you Uncle for your kindness. Deng Zhengyuan's gratitude was beyond words, and he sent Elder Song to bow and salute.

"It's okay, but when she comes back......" The two deliberately lowered their voices and whispered a few words.

"Uncle Shi can rest assured. Deng Zhengyuan looked solemn and hurriedly responded.

"Damn, I heard that Old Man Song's side was angry with Mo Xiaomeow's side ten days ago, and he has been drawn over. In another private room, a palace nun, who looked extremely beautiful, clenched her fists and her beautiful face was full of anger.

"What's the hurry, it's just a foundation building monk, and it's not certain whether he can grow up in the future. A baby-faced, very cute-looking nun beside her pinched a grape with her white fingers and put it in front of her eyes, looked at it carefully, and said lightly.

"I heard that she is not only powerful, but also good at alchemy. The palace nun didn't expect her to be so calm, and turned her head and said slightly.

The wrist was slightly bent and the red lips were lightly opened, the grapes accurately fell into the sandalwood mouth, and a trace of fierceness flashed on the female nun's face: "What about genius, it can't be used by me, it's just a matter of killing, but that little monk is good." Her expression regained her easingness, and the nun pointed in the direction of Dao Xuan and raised her eyebrows.

"If we dedicate him to the ancestor, do you think she will give us a great credit, and if we succeed in disposing of that Mo Xiaomeow then?"

The palace nun stared widely, gasped, and her face was full of surprise: "You are right, you are right." ”

"Okay, divide labor and cooperate as usual, Mo Xiaomeow will hand it over to you, and that Dao Xuan will hand it over to me. The baby-faced nun assigned the task in a few words, and handed another grape to her mouth.

Seeing the high atmosphere of the monks, Dao Xuan smiled slightly and said loudly: "Everyone don't be impatient, and listen to me." ”

Because of the benefits, the monks listened happily, and quickly stopped talking and waited quietly.

"Our auction house opens every 30 days, just like a regular auction, you can buy and sell, and the finale items of the next round will be announced after the auction ends, so if you are interested, you can prepare in advance. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped again, there are so many auctions, and no one dares to announce the finale items in advance, aren't they afraid that the monks will not come to participate after hearing the finale items.

Unless the auction house has something very tempting to the monks, what would it be?

The monks were all speculating in their hearts when they heard this.

Suddenly, Deng Zhengyuan seemed to think of something, his face immediately became hot, and he told Elder Song all the news he heard from Liao Bi'er.

After hearing what he said, Elder Song's face was full of shock, and his chest rose and fell several times before he recovered.

"Alright, without delay, the auction will start now, and we will invite our first lot. ”

Dao Xuan said and turned sideways slightly, and everyone saw a small platform two feet square slowly rising from his side.

On the platform lay a porcelain vase.

Reaching out to the top of the porcelain bottle, a rich and pure aura slowly rose from the mouth of the bottle: "Fifty Qingling Pills, no reserve price, each time you ask for a low-grade spirit stone." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar again, the Qingling Pill was only available to disciples in the Qi Refining Period, and it was not worth much money in itself, but there was no reserve price like now, and the price of a low-grade spirit stone was once immediately stimulated the enthusiasm of the monks.

As soon as Dao Xuan's voice fell, the sound of clapping rose one after another.

"A low-grade spirit stone!"

"Five lower-grade spirit stones!"

"Fifteen lower-grade spirit stones!"

.......

Although there was no reserve price, a group of fifty pieces was patted back by a female cultivator in the late stage of Qi cultivation with two hundred lower grade spirit stones when the monks' heads were hot.

A shot was fired, and then another porcelain vase appeared on the platform.

Dao Xuan glanced at everyone, opened the mouth of the bottle, and slowly circled the porcelain bottle: "Hui Yuan Dan, twenty pieces, also has no reserve price, and each time the price is ten lower grade spirit stones."

The same method, just now it was aimed at the Qi Refining Period monks, this time it was the Foundation Building Period monks, and the enthusiasm of the monks was also extremely high, and the twenty Hui Yuan Dan was patted by a blue-shirted monk with six hundred lower grade spirit stones.

In this way, the monks in the entire auction hall all changed their doubts just now, and each stretched their necks to wait for the changes on the platform behind Dao Xuan.

Who knew that the platform did not go as they wished, but slowly retreated.

Seeing that the platform disappeared, the monks didn't know what he was going to do, and at this moment, they saw him reach out and slap it on the storage bag, and a pure black array flag immediately appeared in his hand.

Raising his hand upward, the flag was full of tigers and tigers, and it immediately became more than two feet, and in an instant, countless terrible roars and screams sounded from inside.

Those who were in the higher realm only felt a shiver out of thin air when the voice entered their ears, while those in the lower realm only felt unbearable pain in their brains, and their consciousness fluctuated again and again.

The auction house is to sell the spirit weapon, not to hurt people's lives, and after a little bit of the spirit weapon shows its value, it will be restored to fly back to his hand as usual.

"The Yin Soul Banner of the medium-grade spirit weapon, five hundred lower-grade spirit stones will be auctioned, and the price will be one hundred lower-grade spirit stones each time. ”

The spirit weapon recovered, and the terrible sound just now disappeared in an instant, and everyone only felt a lightness around them, and their eyes were hot as if they were a red-hot soldering iron.

"I'll give out six hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

"I'll give you seven hundred!"

"Nine hundred!"

"A thousand!"

......

The monks shouted one after another, and the small auction house was almost overturned.

Just such a small meow I don't know from which unlucky monk got a featureless medium-grade spirit weapon, and in an instant, these monks copied out an extremely high price, three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Next, Dao Xuan auctioned off the forbidden and talismans refined by the group, the spiritual weapons refined by Xiao Meow himself, and a few materials of good value found in the swamp, so that the monks were red-eyed and thick-necked.

Under the deliberate guidance of Dao Xuan, Xiao Meow watched the mountain of spirit stones enter the account in an instant, and almost lost his happiness.

Finally, there is the much-anticipated detoxification pill.

Seeing that the auction was getting closer and closer to the end, the breathing of the monks in the audience became slightly rapid.

It wasn't until Dao Xuan picked up a porcelain vase with pure black seals engraved with dark patterns that everyone's expectations reached their peak: "Poison Cleansing Pill, Poison Cleansing Pill!" I don't know who started on the field, and the shouts immediately exploded in the field.

"That's right, it's the Poison Cleansing Pill, a thousand lower-grade spirit stones are auctioned, and the price is one hundred lower-grade spirit stones each time. ”

This time, Dao Xuan didn't have the slightest superfluous words, only opened the porcelain bottle, let the Poison Clearing Pill spin in the air, and the red lips lightly said the price.

"I'll give out two thousand spirit stones!" Monk A reached out and touched the storage bag, his heart was a little relieved, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.

"You are embarrassed to open your mouth with two thousand spirit stones, and I will give you ten thousand spirit stones. A foundation building monk snorted at Monk A and pinched his throat.

"10,000 you want to buy the Poison Cleansing Pill, I see you are also dreaming, I will pay 20,000!"

"I'll give twenty-two thousand!"

"I, I, thirty thousand!" Monk Jia gritted his teeth and said again.

"I'll give you thirty-five thousand!"

"Thirty-eight!"

"Forty thousand!"

......

Xiao Meow stared at the changes in front of him, the attraction of the Poison Clearing Pill was too great, but after a few breaths, the price of a small Poison Clearing Pill was fried from a thousand lower grade spirit stones to a price of 40,000, and this price was only the price of the monks on the first floor, and so far, no one in the box on the second floor had bid.

Just as she was thinking like this, a slightly muffled voice came from a box in the far corner of the second floor: "Sixty thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire auction hall was instantly silent, and everyone looked at each other, wanting to know who was in such a private room, and raised the price of the Poison Cleansing Pill by 20,000 yuan.

The door opened, and the baby-faced female cultivator just now slowly walked out of it, glanced at the porcelain vase roughly, and then her eyes stayed on Dao Xuan's face, looking at him with an inexplicably playful expression.

"Yun Fairy, it turned out to be Yun Fairy, no wonder there is such a big ÷ Pavilion. Seeing the nun going out, there was a whisper around her.