Not even Lan Po wondered why a strange monk sat with him so close to him, and if he had paid a little attention, he would have asked someone to throw the emperor out.

The two subordinates who got the gift of the prince are now full of joy, and it is more pleasing to the eye to see the emperor, if it were not for this son, they would not be able to take advantage of this today.

What's more, Lan Po's attention was all shifted to the eighth-level snake beast, where was he in the mood to care about anything else, no matter what important things were, he would take down the eighth-level snake beast first.

"The eighth-level snake beast will start to continue the auction now, starting at a price of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. ”

As soon as the old man's voice landed, Lan Po continued: "Two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as Lan Po shouted, the rest of the people also followed the desperate madness, but all the monks who had some assets were unwilling to give up the opportunity to get the eighth-level beast pet.

"Three hundred thousand spirit stones. ”

"Three hundred and one thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!"

"Three hundred and eighty thousand!"

"Three hundred and ninety thousand spirit stones!"

The competitiveness is a bit big, and the price has increased several times at once, and Emperor Tingfeng has been sitting there quietly without caring about himself, not shouting the price once, and I don't know if there are not so many spirit stones, or if he is not interested in the eighth-level snake beast.

The price of the eighth-level snake beast was quickly copied to a sky-high price by the cultivators, and the starting price of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones was shouted to the price of millions of spirit stones, which was comparable to 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Emperor Tingfeng saw that the fire was about the same, and raised his hand once, the old man of the auction didn't pay much attention to a teenager at all, and originally wanted to stagger the past, but the emperor Tingfeng was very stubborn and kept raising his hand, glaring at the old man of the auction and trying to make him ignore it.

The old man of the auction casually pointed his finger at Emperor Tingfeng's body, and heard him say coldly: "20,000 middle-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing the word intermediate, the entire venue was instantly silent, and the old man at the auction even fell to the ground with the timpani hammer in his hand, which was 20,000 intermediate-level spirit stones, and ordinary people couldn't take them out at all.

No, no, even some medium-sized immortal cultivators can't come up with a price, what is the origin of this young man, he can actually take out 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones at one time.

One million low-grade spirit stones are equal to one thousand middle-grade spirit stones, and one million middle-grade spirit stones are equal to one thousand high-grade spirit stones.

Yes, the 20,000 middle-level spirit stones that the emperor shouted out when he heard the wind were converted into upper-level spirit stones, which was two hundred upper-level spirit stones.

Just ask, in the cultivation realm, who has obtained two hundred upper-level spirit stones and still has the reason to spit them out.

All the monks fell silent, and one by one they turned their heads to stare at Emperor Tingfeng, and their expressions were like saying, "Don't be joking!"

The emperor listened to the wind as if nothing happened, and his eyes looked directly at the eighth-level snake beast on the auction table, as if he had an attitude towards the beast's pet.

Only then did Lan Po notice that there was a stranger beside him, and there was no one sitting between the two, the most important thing was that this person actually dared to rob the beast pet he fancied.

If it weren't for the fact that he really couldn't come up with 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones, Lan Po would definitely continue to shout the price with his throat raised.

The other cultivators had the same mentality as Lan Po, one by one they were hostile to the emperor and listened to the wind, secretly calculating in their hearts, and when they got out of the auction house, they would take advantage of the fire to rob.

Lan Po also had such a plan, so he was not in a hurry, thinking of the days when he would have a beast pet without spending money, Lan Po smiled at the emperor.

"Twenty thousand middle-grade spirit stones at a time! There is no price increase, and there is no one to continue to increase the price. The old man of the auction glanced at Zhong Xiu and asked.

The cultivators shook their heads directly, and continued to stare at the emperor and continued to stare at him, and there were not many people who paid attention to the old man at all.

There were even some people who secretly wondered if Emperor Tingfeng could take out 20,000 mid-rank spirit stones.

With so many mid-grade spirit stones on his body, don't you have to go out with all your belongings at the same time! The head of the big family still dares to do something, and if he is a teenager, not many people want to believe it.

"20,000 mid-grade spirit stones twice! 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones three times!

The cultivators held their breath and looked at Emperor Tingfeng, they wanted to see if this young man could really come up with 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Emperor Tingfeng casually took out a storage bag, slapped it into the hand of one of Lan Po's subordinates, and motioned with his eyes for him to come up to the stage in exchange for an eighth-level snake beast.

A two-meter-tall man was stunned for a long time before he reacted, he was called by Childe's "friend"?

Forget it, for the sake of Childe's face, it's nothing for him to help run an errand, so when the two-meter-tall man jumped on the stage, only Emperor Tingfeng knew how explosive Lan Po's expression was.

The other subordinate was a little disappointed, why didn't the emperor call him for help, could it be the reason for the closeness? After all, he stood on the side, Lan Po also sat on the seat, and he was farther away from the emperor.

The two-meter-tall man handed the storage bag to the auctioneer and poured out two hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and many monks' eyes widened.

Lan Po also looked at the emperor with an incredible face, he really couldn't look good, he didn't expect this young man to be richer than him, and he took out two hundred spirit stones.

What made Lan Po even more incredible was still to come, his subordinate took back the eighth-level snake beast storage bag and handed it to Emperor Tingfeng, but he didn't expect Emperor Tingfeng to change hands and throw it to Lan Po.

Lan Po stared, unable to believe that what he wanted really fell into his hands without costing money.

However, fortunately, Lan Po's sanity was still there, and he refused to accept the storage bag, looked at the emperor and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you like it!" Emperor Tingfeng blocked him with Lan Po's words just now, and said, "Since you like it, the foolish brother will naturally fight for Brother Lan." ”

The two-meter-tall man who had just come to the stage to take the eighth-level snake beast for Emperor Tingfeng looked at Emperor Tingfeng with an impossible expression, that was twenty thousand middle-rank spirit stones! Three million low-rank spirit stones could not be compared at all.

"Huh?" Lan Po looked even more confused, when did he have an extra virtuous brother, and he was a very wealthy virtuous brother.

"Childe, the emperor is so good to you. The subordinate who didn't come to the stage was so happy that his face bloomed with joy, and by the way, he gave Lan Po three million bamboo flutes to others.

Although Lan Po was inexplicable in his heart, he didn't ask why, because he also knew that this kind of thing might be a matter of fate, and asking too much would make the emperor suspicious.

Then the brother laughed and accepted. "Lan Po is really happy that eighth-level snake beast, since it has fallen into his own hands, there is naturally no reason to go back.

Lan Po gave Emperor Tingfeng a promise, and said bluntly: "Brother Xian, Brother Wei got your favor today, and if you have anything in the future, just mention it to Brother Wei." ”