Chapter Eighty-Six: Silver Frost Wolf Cub

Soul Nourishing Wood is a good thing, but the usage is extremely simple, as long as you wear it with you. The usefulness of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info 10,000-year-old soul nourishing wood, Hao Junxian thought that he couldn't use it when he was looking at the mountains and seas, and as a result, he ignored it. Now seeing Ma Jinlong's stinky fart on his face, he decided not to give the other party a chance to grow his face, or to see how the appraiser introduced.

"The 10,000-year-old soul nourishing wood is one foot high and nine inches thick. The reserve price is one million spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than one hundred thousand spirit stones. Qi Jie's simple introduction made Hao Junxian feel so angry that he almost had the urge to shoot the case, and for the first time he felt that this guy was so hateful.

Ma Jinlong looked at the impatient Hao Junxian happily, and slowly spoke: "Five million spirit stones!"

The sudden fivefold offer of the reserve price made the monks present "Zizi" keep inhaling the cold air: Do you want to play so big, although the final transaction price must be above this, but you have no rules to play like this!

"Five and a half million! Ma Pavilion Master, with your cultivation for the time being, you can't use this thing for the time being, how about giving it to this seat?" Although Qiqiao Zhenjun said friendly words, he secretly cursed in his heart: Unlucky, how could you meet such a bastard!

Ma Jinlong was present when he photographed the eggs, and the sixteen million spirit stones were just to smash a spirit beast that I didn't know when it would be cultivated, and this spirit was amazing enough. Now that the target he has locked is also targeted by this little bastard, if he also learns to bid for eggs, then it will be troublesome. Maybe he hollowed out the spirit stone himself, and he couldn't tell if he could take this 10,000-year-old soul nourishing wood.

"Six million! Zhenjun forgive me, the younger generation's spiritual root is really bad. I heard that the 10,000-year-old soul nourishing wood can nourish the soul, and it may make the younger generation have a little more grasp of the Ning Dan, and the golden dragon does not dare to give it up!" The great monk opened his mouth in front of everyone, and Ma Jinlong naturally wanted to give the other party enough face, and hurriedly opened the terrace to give a salute. However, the bidding did not stop, and by the way, he made up a reason to prepare to win the lot strongly. As for the reason for saying it, he held a picture, "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway" and ignored everyone.

I have never heard of such a large piece of 10,000-year-old soul-nourishing wood to nourish the soul! Most of them can be made of thousand-year-old soul-nourishing wood into a few beads the size of a dragon's eye and hung on the body. But the master in front of him fooled the great monk like this, which also shocked the onlookers and the monks. Qiqiao Zhenjun was also amused by Ma Jinlong's strange reason, but the stakes were very high, and after careful consideration, he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and discussed in a calm tone: "This seat wants to take five pieces of wood with a thickness of 10,000 years to nourish the soul, and the rest of the materials can be used to nourish the soul with Xiaoyou, what about the idea of the pavilion?"

"Six million two million! The younger generation can also help Zhenjun get its wood if he takes this thing, and he hopes that the predecessor will complete it. Ma Jinlong also made a compromise after carefully thinking about his usage, of course, the initiative had to be in his own hands, and the rest was to figure out what benefits he could get from using five pieces of wood.

The 10,000-year-old soul nourishing wood is different from the ordinary soul nourishing wood, and it can be said that they are two completely different things. The usage is naturally strange, since Ma Jinlong is unwilling to explain the specific usage, Qiqiao Zhenjun is naturally not compelled: "It's okay, this seat inherits the great affection of the pavilion master!"

"Six and a half million!" Seeing that the two had reached a cooperation, a mysterious monk with a black veil on his face outside the box suddenly interjected to raise the price, and his voice was so strange that it was impossible to distinguish between men and women.

Seeing this situation, Ma Jinlong was not in a hurry to quote, and saluted Qiqiao Zhenjun: "Thank you seniors for your success! Now it seems that there are still people who want it, and the juniors will wait and see." After saying that, he closed the terrace and didn't offer any more prices.

In fact, the onlookers also understood that this situation was probably done by the monks of the Tianyi Palace, and in order to prevent their lots from being auctioned at too low prices, the major forces secretly did so. Of course, if it is really smashed in his own hands, he can only earn spirit stones in vain at the cheap auction venue.

Ma Jinlong didn't quote, Qiqiao Zhenjun didn't quote, there was only that mysterious monk left, Qi Jie saw that no one was quoting anymore and spoke: "Six and a half million spirit stones is already the highest price, and after three breaths, no one quotes, so it was photographed by this Taoist friend in the back row!"

Seeing that the three breaths were coming, a crisp female voice began to offer: "Six million six hundred thousand!"

There is a large array guarding the auction site, and the suppression of the divine consciousness is quite powerful, and there is no way for the divine consciousness to transmit the sound. The mysterious monk who had quoted before couldn't receive any instructions for a while, and he twisted for a long time before quoting again: "Six million and seven million!"

There was silence again. If a great monk and a well-known rich man have set up something, if there is no great benefit and urgent need, who is idle and bored to touch it? Finally, in the uneasiness of the mysterious monk, the nun who is also covered with a black veil again quoted the price: "Six million and eight hundred thousand! If it exceeds seven million, whoever loves it wants it, my aunt and grandmother don't want it!"

Originally, everyone thought that this woman was arranged by Ma Jinlong, but they never thought that this would suddenly open the price limit. The onlookers began to wonder, what is sacred? Ma Jinlong is famous, coupled with the previous accident of Jiao Egg, which makes him even more popular, he should not do such a tasteless thing as price limit, right?

Although there is no one in the fourth box of the Tianyi Palace, the family is a 10,000-year-old sect, and there are eleven people in the infancy stage of the sect. Such a lineup of high-level monks are all masters who can compete with the Holy Sect of Chola, if they are offended, the taste should not be too pleasant.

The mysterious monk was also shocked by the unruly approach, and did not give a price for a long time. I know in my heart that the task given by the sect is only to raise the price, but I didn't give the spirit stone to let me buy it back, what if I call seven million people and don't follow?

In the entanglement of the mysterious monk, Qi Jie finally announced that the lot was auctioned by the mysterious female cultivator. When the mysterious female cultivator who photographed the 10,000-year-old soul cultivation wood heard that it belonged to her, she hurriedly removed the black veil, and said with a warm smile: "Please ask a real person to send the lot to the seventh box." ”

Kong Liping, the personal maid of Ma Jinlong, who photographed the female corrector of the 10,000-year-old soul cultivation wood, and the sergeant who followed the auction also went to the box to greet her. This scene surprised the onlookers, and Ma Jinlong made it clear that the formation was facing the Tianyi Palace. Thinking about it, the great monk who humiliated others in front of the high-ranking monks of the entire Western Continent was already a mortal enemy! No matter how much trouble there was, wouldn't this guy travel alone? It would be fun if he was touched by the monks of the Heavenly Palace!

Hao Junxian and Ma Jinlong sent Kong Liping away and carefully observed the Ten Thousand Year Soul Nourishing Wood: the skin of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Nourishing Wood was extremely ugly, dark, and pitted, like a mess of mud; from the truncated section, the wood was extremely dense, oozing white liquid the size of a needle tip, exuding a refreshing fragrance, and the inch-thick wooden heart was as white as jade, transparent and crystalline.

"Legend has it that the concubine who founded the Tianmu Palace went deep into the Zhenwu Hall to get a 10,000-year-old soul nourishing wood, which was raised in the Eastern Continent for tens of thousands of years, and was later driven to the Western Continent for more than 10,000 years. What we bought should be branches, and the main branch should not be cut off if the head of the Great Elder of the Heavenly Palace is not broken. Good stuff!" Ma Jinlong sighed continuously, not caring that the other two finale lots were being auctioned, and began to divide them.

"If I were Jinyun Zhenjun, I would send countless dead soldiers to break your body into thousands of pieces. Hao Junxian couldn't bear the stimulus in the end, this guy is really hateful, he didn't tell himself the purpose of this time?