Lingbao used the flower butterfly to inform the person in charge of the auction, worthy of being a VIP, the efficiency was beyond Xu Shaobai's expectations, and after a while, a green-clothed waitress came to Lingbao, responsible for guiding Lingbao to the auction for Lingbao's VIP prepared for the senior VIP room.

Sure enough, it is an auction known as "gathering half of the world's treasures", and even this maid has such a look. Xu Shaobai sighed in his heart. The green-clothed maid has a graceful figure, dressed in a dark green light veil like a tassel, leading the way in front. There is neither suspicion of trespassing nor alienation between the words, what a maid who is neither humble nor arrogant.

The VIP room is naturally luxurious, which makes Xu Shaobai envious, the auction outside is hot, and the crowd is boiling, but the VIP room is quiet and elegant, except for the host and the quotation, all other noises are filtered and ignored. The entire VIP room seemed to float out of thin air, and Lingbao sat on the comfortable rattan chair made of unknown materials. In front of him, the entire auction was unobstructed, and the maid beside Lingbao whispered the mystery of the auctioned items.

In the VIP box of the Wanyaomen, Elder Ge sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by more than a dozen people, all groveling and flattering.

Elder Ge's face was sleazed and yellow, thin skin and bones, but his eyes were shining, his divine light was restrained, and his tone between his words was quite majestic.

For monks, the elixir not only has the healing effect of reviving the dead, increasing longevity, and prolonging life, but also has the elixir that can increase cultivation, and the rumored elixir can be eaten for immortality, and the cultivation of thousands of years can be transformed into a rainbow of daylight.

Wanyaomen is naturally famous for its abundance of all kinds of panacea, if all kinds of elixirs are hung in the name of Wanyaomen, it is a guarantee, it can be said that it is difficult to find, naturally, even if the monks of Wanyaomen are not high, their status among many monks is also transcendent.

Elder Ge was playing with an antique sword jade in his hand, squinting his eyes and quietly waiting for the auction of the three thousand-year-old elixirs to begin, and he looked completely disdainful of the other auction items, and he also turned a deaf ear to the flattery of everyone around him. The others didn't mind Elder Ge's arrogant posture at all, but were proud to be able to say a word or two.

"Ge Laozu, presumably your old man is out of the horse, these three small elixirs must be captured, the younger generation a few days ago, occasionally got some good Yishan spiritual tea, and I hope that Ge Laozu can appreciate his face after doing something. A wealthy monk who looked like a wealthy man flattered.

Elder Ge still closed his eyes and recuperated, and the rich monk sneered, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

"Ancestor, this is a little caution from the juniors. The rich monk took out a brocade jade box from his sleeve. "I hope the ancestor can laugh. ”

Elder Ge squinted at the jade box and waved his hand. A monk beside him whose face was pale and did not look like a living person reached out to take it as if he had the same heart as Elder Ge. On closer inspection, this man's hands were shriveled, with black hair, and his ten fingers and nails were green and slender.

Xu Shaobai looked at the auction at the moment with great interest. This is a Danqing wonderful scroll, on which a golden armor god is painted with a yellow and right Qingcang, which is very majestic. The subtlety of this scroll is not only extraordinary, but also the goshawk yellow dog on it can break out of the scroll to help the owner break through the formation and kill the enemy, and find the way to explore the secluded.

Lu Shiyuan thought to herself, this Danqing scroll is similar to Song Qingyang's Taoism at that time, I don't know what kind of power Song Qingyang's Taoism should be if it is to draw dragons and phoenixes.

Xu Shaobai and Lingbao are busy in the Treasure Club, and Xiao Hei at home is also busy, what are they busy with? To say that Lingzhi is really a good thing, if there is no Lingzhi, then Xiao Hei is only driven by instinct, and there is only breeding offspring in his heart, grabbing territory, how boring, since Xu Shaobai opened up Lingzhi to Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei is completely out of low-level fun, and now he is a soul-eater dog king with depth of thought and optimism of goals.

"This bastard is too annoying, if I were here, I wouldn't want to drop this bastard's head in one bite. This heroine is also a fool, I can't see it, my brain is eaten by the dog, phew. Xiao Hei was not very angry when he watched TV, with a dog's face and grinning teeth, completely immersed in the world of TV dramas, and accidentally took a picture of Xu Shaobai's coffee table.

Xiao Hei has never cultivated, just relying on his physical strength to kill the martial arts realm evil cultivation giants that day, you can imagine how strong the body is, even if he does not show his true body at this time, the dog's paw is patted, not to mention a small ordinary coffee table, even a coffee table made of pure gold and steel, and a dog paw print must be left.

Last time I went to the park to play by myself, I saw the little spirit fox, my heart was itchy, so I bit it, to the king, ahh

The little black dog clung to the dog's head, staring at the dog, watching TV made its imagination fly. No matter how intelligent a race the Soul Eater is, Xiao Hei is just starting to have his mind after all, and his brain is already running rapidly at this time, imagining the picture of being abandoned, living on the streets, and sleeping in the open.

"No, it's better to save yourself than to sit. "As long as you don't show your true body, you won't cause trouble for Boss Xu and Boss Lingbao.

Xiao Hei is naturally familiar with the surrounding area, and even people who grew up in this place don't dare to say that they are more familiar with this area than Xiao Hei now, the Soul Eater has a strong sense of territory, and Xiao Hei has already patrolled all corners of this place before he opened his spiritual intelligence.

Go get a coffee table and pretend nothing happened afterwards. Xiao Hei made a decision in his heart.

Xiao Hei Ma got up slipperily, walked upright on both feet, opened the door, locked the door, and did it in one go.

At the same time, on Xu Shaobai Lingbao's side, the elixir auction finally began.

There are undercurrents surging on all sides.

The host really has a wealth of experience, and the ability to control the scene at this time is particularly average, and the atmosphere of the venue has reached a climax under his adjustment.

"Fellow Daoists, have been waiting for a long time! What is starting now is the auction of the three elixirs that everyone has been waiting for! Presumably, all Daoists know better than me about the medicinal effects of these three elixirs, so I won't add to the snake and delay time, the first thousand-year-old rare elixir Snow Lotus below! Please bid for Daoists! The reserve price is 1,100 gold crystals! Each price increase shall not be less than 300 gold crystals!"

The pillar of light indicating the highest bid is flickering and flickering, like countless meteors falling from the sky, and the sound of bidding comes and goes.

Xu Shaobai's heart blossomed, this voice of bidding, in the end, the highest, that is the golden crystal that flowed into his pocket!

Xu Shaobai also made a bid, after all, there will always be a higher price, and the moment when the pillar of light shines on his body is indeed satisfying.

Auctions are often bustling, but the premium lounges are silent.

Elder Ge still closed his eyes and recuperated.

In a VIP room, a shriveled old woman, dressed in gold and silver, wearing an exaggerated phoenix crown on her head, under a closer look, there are colorful small snakes on the phoenix crown sticking out their tongues and entwining, which makes people creepy. The red and purple clothes on the old woman's body are too eye-catching, like a gorgeous flower blooming out of thin air.

The old woman's wheezing voice was hoarse like a poisonous snake, and her voice was hoarse: "A group of ants, noisy." ”

In another VIP room, a monk is like a mountain of meat, with sideburns on his chest like a steel brush, because he is so obese, that he can barely see his eyes, and there is an extra mouth on his belly like a warehouse, and a ghost hand sticks out from it, constantly devouring pieces of raw meat. What's even more terrifying is that deep in the belly, there is a strange sound of laughter.

The real bidding hasn't started yet.