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However, Long San was not in a hurry, his eyes were slightly closed, and he stood with his hands indifferent.

"One million and one hundred thousand spirit stones~" a hesitant voice remembered, coming from the sixth room of Tianzi.

A glimmer of light flashed in Long San's slightly closed eyes, and his eyebrows raised.

With the first bidder, then the third and fourth followed......

However, most of these monks came from the three rooms of heaven, earth and people, all of them were people with net worth and behind them, except for the monk at the bottom and a monk who wore a hat and couldn't see through the cultivation, the rest of the monks with mediocre wealth stared at each other and watched the competition between several people.

"One million million spirit stones, everyone, my Sima family has taken a fancy to this thing, is it convenient to do it?" Sima Tian said with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Auction, that is, the one with the highest price will get it, since your Sima family didn't stop this thing in advance, it means that this thing has nothing to do with your Sima family, and I won't give you convenience, two million spirit stones. Tuoba Qing's cold voice remembered, and his words were extremely aimed at Sima Tian.

Sima Tian in the No. 1 room of Tianzi chuckled lightly when he heard this, and said to himself: "Tuoba Qing, I don't have the heart to fight with you this time." ”

"Two and a half million spirit stones. The Yunmeng Valley disciple followed.

Ape Lie scratched the chest hair on his chest impatiently, his brows furrowed frequently, and he turned around and asked the Mouse Crane, "How many spirit stones do we have left?"

"There are less than three million left. The rat crane replied.

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Fang Cun watched everyone fight for me, silent, and Han Yue on the side saw this, and said, "Aren't you interested in this thing? This is a matter of the Five Spirits Holy Venerable." ”

After speaking, he looked at Fang Cun with a smile.

Fang Cun smiled and said, "This thing is a hot potato, I can't afford it, and the current bidding has reached three million spirit stones, and I am alone, and I don't have such a big financial resource." ”

"The price of a drop of Star Divine Fire Liquid is enough to buy this thing, Daoist friends can consider it. Cold Moon reminded.

When Fang Cun heard this, his eyebrows raised, and a trace of surprise walked through his eyes, "What does this woman mean by this? Could it be that because of the Xingchen Divine Fire Liquid, the Sima family took out this thing for auction?"

"It shouldn't be, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of this Sima family?" Fang Cun's thoughts were surging in his mind, and he asked, "Oh, is it? The price of Xingchen Divine Fire Liquid is so high."

"That's nature, a drop of Star Divine Fire Liquid is enough to make a very high-level, and stuck in a certain realm for a long time spirit beast break through, naturally it is very precious, it belongs to the list of strange things outside the sky, don't hide it from Daoyou, that price is definitely beyond the likeness of Daoyou. Han Yue smiled at the corners of her mouth, and her eyebrows and eyes were like silk.

Fang Cun was shocked by this in his heart, in his opinion, the price of a drop of Xingchen Divine Fire Liquid was at most about 500,000 spirit stones, this is still his estimate, this price is already the price of a low-grade magic weapon, who would have thought, this woman actually said this, this Fang Cun's heart was moved.

"Forget it, hey, there's a result. Fang Cun snorted, his expression moved, his eyes returned to the auction hall, and he said.

At this time, the competition has reached the final stage, and only two people are still fighting, the monk wearing a hat and a plain girl.

"Six million and 1,000 spirit stones, if Daoist friends can still offer a higher price than this, then this thing will belong to Daoyou. The voice of the plain girl echoed, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, which was very good.

"That's very good, six million two hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones. A hoarse voice came from under the hat.

Eventually, the item was auctioned off by the Hooded Monk, and the monks began to leave the auction hall one by one, leaving only the Monk who had received the item to be traded.

In a room, several people sat around, and in the middle was a three-foot beam of light, reaching the roof, and on the side of the beam, Long San's face was high.

"Now that all the Daoists have arrived, let's enter this double bundle to exchange for their respective items. Long San pointed to the beam of light on the side and said lightly.

When everyone heard this, they didn't get up immediately, they seemed to be a little hesitant, and Long San was also looking at his nose and nose at the moment, without the slightest intention of explaining.

After a few breaths, Ape Lie seemed to be a little impatient, stood up, and took the lead in the beam, everyone saw this and released their divine thoughts to probe over, but as soon as the divine thoughts touched the beam, they were bounced out, and everyone had to give up and began to wait patiently.

In a few moments, Sarulie walked out of the beam with a blank face, then turned and left the room.

One after another, monks began to enter the beam exchange, and in the blink of an eye, only Fang Cun, the hat monk, and a veiled woman in Yunmeng Valley remained.

Fang Cun got up at this time and walked into the beam, when his body touched the beam, he only felt that the beam shook violently at a certain frequency, and his eyes were full of white light, as he walked forward, the white light in front of him gradually weakened, and finally like a water curtain was separated, he appeared in a room.

In this room, Han Yue, dressed in a purple robe, sat aside, and beside him there was an old man who was not angry and arrogant, although his figure was a little rickety, but it gave Fang Cun a feeling of being in the abyss, like facing the abyss.

"This person's cultivation is unfathomable!" This was Fang Cun's first impression of this person.

Fang Cun calmed down, and slowly stepped forward, and before he could speak, the old man took the lead in speaking: "Did you bring the Xingchen Divine Fire Liquid?"

An aggressive, domineering appearance and tone.

Fang Cun's brows furrowed slightly, and he said without weakness in his mouth: "The good deal was naturally brought, did you bring the Demon Bead and the Xuanming Water?"

When the old man heard this, he raised his head slightly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and Fang Cun only felt an incomparably domineering divine sense sweeping over, but as soon as this divine consciousness touched the ink-colored Taoist robe and was sideways.

Fang Cun's face sank, looking at the cold moon on the side, with an inquiring expression on his face.

Hanyue bowed slightly, and her face showed an apologetic look.

The old man's sleeve robe swept away, and a round bead overflowing with cyan demonic energy and a jet-black gourd appeared in front of the person, suspended in the air and did not move.

Seeing this, Fang Cun didn't want to attack again, took out a white jade bottle from the storage bag, shook it in his hand, and asked, "The price of a drop of Xingchen Divine Fire Liquid is far higher than the price of these two things." ”

The old man had a proud look, and a voiceless voice came out of his mouth, and said, "Plus 500,000 spirit stones!"

Fang Cun looked at the cold moon on the side and said, "This is also the final price given by Wanbao Pavilion?"