"Nonsense, the annual auction, can there be less boutiques?"

The monks in the audience were full of discussion and full of great confidence in this auction.

"Fellow Daoists, welcome to the underground fang market in the Qi Refining Period Division of Tianxi Fang City, where you can buy high-quality magic weapons, high-grade exercises and elixirs at a low price, and you can also sell some of your windfall gains at a high price, I hope you are all worth the trip. Liu Sheng pressed his hands, made a silent gesture, and then introduced loudly.

"The old rules of the underground market, first of all, are routine auctions, the highest price will be obtained, and those who are not enough spirit stones can be exchanged for equivalent items, and the value will be estimated by me according to eighty percent of the market price. Those who deliberately disrupt the auction will be killed! Don't talk nonsense, please take a look at the goods. The first auction item: Flying Fire Meteor Sword, the origin is unknown, the sword is a high-quality magic weapon, it has a bonus effect on fire attribute spells, and the reserve price is 400 spirit stones. ”

One hundred spirit stones for ordinary low-grade magic weapons, two hundred spirit stones for medium grades, and four hundred spirit stones for upper grades. Because high-quality products are rare and often have unexpected effects, there are many monks who are powerful and willing to compete.

As soon as this person's voice fell, a beautiful woman on the left uncovered the red silk on the tray, a crystal clear red flying sword with a length of a foot, lying quietly on the jade plate, exuding bursts of red glow, beautiful, making many fire attribute monks excited.

"Four hundred and ten spirit stones. A beautiful woman's voice immediately rang out.

"Four hundred and twenty spirit stones. ”

"Four hundred and thirty spirit stones. ”

"I'll give out four hundred and fifty spirit stones. ”

In an instant, this flying sword broke through five hundred spirit stones, and was finally auctioned away by the first female cultivator with six hundred and eighty spirit stones.

The first item fetched such a high price immediately mobilized the enthusiasm of the other monks in the audience, and they were ready to fight one by one.

"The second high-grade magic weapon, the Cold Iron Hammer, this hammer is a high-grade magic weapon that swept the same level in the Qi refining period by a foundation building senior, and it has made a great name by relying on it, with a low price of four hundred spirit stones. ”

"Four hundred and twenty spirit stones. A big man's voice sounded like a bell, and he immediately sounded.

"Four hundred and thirty spirit stones. ”

"Four hundred and eighty spirit stones. ”

In a short time, the Sky Hammer was taken away by a middle-aged monk wearing a monkey mask at a bid of six hundred and fifty spirit stones.

With the successful auction of a piece of fine magic weapons, the monks in the audience became more and more excited, and several of them Wang Jing was also very angry, but unfortunately the purpose of this was to buy a high-grade magic weapon soul gathering bottle, and there were no extra spirit stones in his pocket, so he just thought about it.

"Building a foundation is what everyone is very eager for, and everything is empty talk without Tsukidan. The scarcity of the elixir for refining Tsukidan determines the preciousness of Tsukidan. Today I have brought you a Zhuji Dan, a thousand spirit stones at the bottom level, and those who are destined to get it. The strong man opened a white jade bottle and poured out a blue pill the size of a pigeon's egg and held it in his hand, exuding strong spiritual power fluctuations, which immediately attracted a roar from the audience.

"One thousand two hundred spirit stones. "Someone directly raised the price of two hundred spirit stones.

"One thousand three hundred spirit stones. ”

"1,300 spirit stones also want to shoot Zhuji Dan? I will give 2,000 spirit stones. An eerie voice said with a smile.

"Two thousand spirit stones also want to shoot Zhuji Dan? I will give three thousand spirit stones. A shrill voice rang out from the corner.

"Huang Yu'er, you dare to rob my Tsukidan, it's like death. ”

"He Mazi, there is a kind of you smashing grandpa with a spirit stone. ”

"A superb Zhuji Dan, those who are destined to get it. If anyone says threats again, don't blame me for Liu Sheng's ruthlessness. The strong man who presided over the auction glanced at the two scolding monks and said coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent. There is Elder Jindan in the underground city, and these scattered cultivators can only swallow their anger and speak with spirit stones.

"I'll give out three thousand five hundred spirit stones. A sweet woman's voice came out.

"I'll give you three thousand six hundred spirit stones. A gruff voice followed.

"I'll give out four thousand spirit stones, and whoever has one more will give up. The monk named He Mazi said proudly. This person used to be a family monk, and he had a lot of money because he stole the family exercises and resold them, and he had spent almost the same amount in the past few years, and the four thousand spirit stones were estimated to be all he had.

Four thousand spirit stones is a sky-high price for ordinary Qi refining stage cultivators, and many people have no choice but to give up.

"Four thousand spirit stones for the first time!"

"Four thousand spirit stones for the second time!"

"Four thousand spirit stones for the third time!"

With the final word of the strong man, the auction officially ended, and the soul gathering bottle that Wang Jing needed did not appear, and he couldn't help but be slightly disappointed.

"Later, please go to the backstage to pay the spirit stones and receive the auction items. Now is the time for everyone to exchange freely, each Taoist has the opportunity to exchange their own items for other Taoist friends, the price is discussed by themselves, and the city only accepts a 10% rake. After the strong man finished speaking, he stood aside and gave way to the rostrum, and the two beauties retreated backstage.

"The old decay first came to offer ugliness, a cold flying sword, a medium-grade magic weapon, sell two hundred and fifty spirit stones, or exchange it for a medium-grade defensive magic weapon of the same quality. An old man with a goatee was the first to rush to the auction table, shouting in a strange way. Maybe he knows that the items in his hands are not high-quality, and if he wants to exchange them for the items he likes or sell them at the right price, he has to sell them first.

After the old man shouted a few times, a masked monk exchanged a shield with a ghost's head in exchange for the Yin Chill Flying Sword. Seeing this kind of ghost head shield, Wang Jing couldn't help but think of the tenth-level loose cultivation of Qi refining that was killed in the trial ground. I don't know if they have a related connection, but the broken shield has already been sold to the senior brother in the sect by the low rank of his twenty spirit stones.

"The silkworm soft silk armor, the high-grade defensive magic weapon, the best of the magic weapons, only exchange for a bottle of Ruiling Pill that hits the bottleneck of mana. A soft voice came out the second.

"Although the silkworm soft silk armor is good, but the Ruiling Pill is a fine product in the elixir, the material is cherished, and it is not easy to refine, and generally no monk will make a move. The following discussions made the woman in black on the stage a little uneasy.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't have a bottle of Rui Ling Pill, I have the remaining five Rui Ling Dan for my own use, which is going to keep a genius disciple in the family. If you want to exchange it, if you want to increase the price, you don't need to talk about it. An old voice sounded in the auction room, and when people looked back, they couldn't help but show fear, it seemed that this old man was kind but not kind.

"Changed!" said the nun on the stage with a bruised and white face, and finally gritted her teeth and said with resentment.

More and more monks were exchanged, some were elated, some sighed, but no one took the initiative to sell evil weapons such as the Soul Gathering Bottle.