"Extremely, what do you think?" Junci added lips, a little eager to try.

"You said that little snake's innate grade is too low to be worth buying. Ji was stunned for a moment, and then said disdainfully.

"But didn't you hear it just now? An adult Thunder Light Python can fight against a monk in the late stage of Yudan, which is a great combat power. Jun Ci clearly disagreed.

"Do you know how much time it takes for a Thunder Light Python to go from a young beast to adulthood? Five hundred years! If you can't advance to the Dan Stage, I'm afraid that you won't be able to wait for the day it evolves when you die. "Extremely angry sarcastic.

"Isn't there any way to shorten the growth period of the Lei Guang Python?" Jun Ci said unwillingly as he looked at the Lei Guang Python who was bidding in the audience.

"Yes, if you have a lot of money and can raise it with thunder attribute elixir every day, or you can ripen this little snake in just a few decades. "The truth has completely broken Junci's thoughts, with his current financial resources, it is estimated that even if he can get away with buying the Lei Guang Python, he will not be able to raise it.

In fact, Ji didn't completely tell the truth to Junci, if the Thunder Light Python was allowed to consume a dragon's blood, the Thunder Light Python could definitely evolve and mature within ten years. It's just that doing so is tantamount to destroying the heavens.

In the end, the Lei Guang Python was won by a middle-aged man who was skinny and full of ruthlessness at the price of three thousand spirit stones.

Seeing that the first two lots were sold at a good price, Mu Feng seemed to be in a good mood, took out a dark green jade plate from the Qiankun bag again, and said in a loud voice: "The Feng family's Qing Ming slash and cultivation experience, the reserve price is five hundred spirit stones, interesting friends should not miss it." ”

Before the words in the stands fell, the more impatient monks in the hall could not wait to start bidding, which was even more fierce than the first two lots.

"What kind of amazing supernatural power is this Qing Ying Slash? It has made so many people crazy. It only took a few breaths of effort, and the jade plate in Mu Feng's hand rushed to the price of two thousand spirit stones, which made Jun Ci in the dark room couldn't help but be amazed.

He showed a thoughtful expression, and only after half a sound did he slowly say: "This Qing Ying Slash is the unique mastery of the thousand-year-old family Feng family in Canglan City, it belongs to the wind attribute supernatural power, and it is on the same level as the top supernatural dragon snatcher who can be cultivated during the foundation building period, but one focuses on change and the other on attack. The power of the Qing Ying Slash can be said to be the number one divine power in attack power among all the foundation building period supernatural powers. It's not much better than the Tiger Huangbo in your hand. ”

Hearing this, Jun Ci sat up straight and said movingly: "With such a powerful supernatural power, how can the Feng family be willing to put it up for auction?"

"There is no impermeable wall in the world, if it allows others to steal learning, it is better to use the resources in your hands in exchange for spirit stones. He said disapprovingly.

Jun Ci frowned, and said with some doubts: "But they are not afraid that this jade plate will be passed on to ten, ten to hundred, and finally become the same as the dragon snatcher, is everyone knowing?"

Ji Wan'er smiled: "Do you think others didn't think of this? The Feng family has strict control over the production of jade plates for the Qing Ying Slash every year, and each jade plate needs to go through the heart demon blood oath and drip essence blood to be activated. If the blood oath is violated, the power of the backlash will make people go mad at best, and their cultivation will be greatly reduced, and at worst, their souls will be damaged and their bodies will die. With such constraints, who would dare to spread this magical power at will?"

Jun Ci suddenly breathed a sigh of enlightenment, and secretly sighed that the thousand-year-old cultivation family is really not simple, everything is done without leakage, and everything is comprehensive.

In the end, a jade plate with a cost of only two hundred spirit stones was auctioned for a sky-high price of four thousand five hundred spirit stones, which made Junci stunned for a long time.

After the warm-up of the first three lots, the atmosphere in the auction hall gradually became lively, and the various elixirs and magic weapons that were auctioned off were basically sold out as soon as they appeared, and the speed of bidding accelerated sharply.

Of course, there were also two unpopular and unexpected unsuccessful auctions, one of which was a black stone with an unattractive appearance, and the other was a blue spirit grass that everyone present did not recognize.

Just when Junci secretly hated that his spirit stone was thin and he couldn't enjoy the auction, the Flame Grass finally belatedly stepped onto the stands.

Mu Feng unveiled the red silk covered by the assistant on the brocade box, revealing two spiritual grasses lying in the box.

The bright red spirit grass that was dripping like blood emitted a little glow on the surface, and a scorching breath came to the face.

"Flame Reduction Grass, the main material of the Yang Burning Pill, presumably everyone knows this without Mu Mou saying more. Even if it is taken directly, it can also increase the fire element power in the body of the cultivator who cultivates the fire system, and the year of these two spirit grasses, after the identification of the alchemist, is more than 1,500 years, and the medicinal effect is better than the ordinary inflammatory grass, the reserve price is 1,000 spirit stones, please bid. Mu Feng explained with a smile, and his attitude was much better than when he first came on stage. This auction was very successful, and on the other hand, he, the host, naturally had little to offer.

Junci held his breath and didn't rush to press the red button. Although he has not bid for a single bid since the auction began, he has also seen some ways to do so. If someone shows a particular desire for a particular lot, it is easy for someone to maliciously inflate the price.

I don't know if it was Junci's luck or the monks present were not interested in the Flame Reduction Grass, after several rounds of bidding, the price of the two Spirit Grass actually stopped at 1,500 spirit stones.

"Fifteen hundred spirit stones, is there anything higher?" Mu Feng shouted lightly, although the price of these two spirit grasses was a little unsatisfactory in the auction, but the relative total auction share was only a drop in the bucket, and it was harmless.

Seeing that no one was bidding, Jun Ci had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly pressed the red button, ready to bid two thousand spirit stones, and took down the Flame Reduction Grass in one go.

But at this moment, the dark room numbered thirty-four on the opposite side suddenly lit up, and a very young male voice sounded: "Two thousand spirit stones!"

When Jun Ci heard this, it was like being punched in the chest, and he panicked in his heart, and forced himself to suppress the chagrin and grievance in his heart, and quickly pressed the red button, "Two thousand five hundred spirit stones." ”

The mysterious man in the dark room of No. 34 didn't seem to expect to suddenly kill a Cheng Biting Jin halfway, and after a pause, he hesitated: "Two thousand eight hundred spirit stones." ”

Jun Ci didn't think about it at all, and pressed the button again with an expressionless face: "Four thousand spirit stones." ”

The mysterious person in the dark room on the opposite side seemed to be taken aback by Jun Ci's momentum, and it wasn't until Mu Feng made a second offer that he said a little coldly: "Four thousand five hundred spirit stones." ”

Jun Ci's eyes flickered, and then he burst out again with a number that made the audience uproar: "Six thousand spirit stones!"

"This is definitely malicious bidding, how can there be such an auction, every time it is geometrically increasing. ”

"It's really too cheap, the cost of these two flame-reducing grasses is only about two thousand spirit stones at most, and the thirteenth dark room has actually raised the price by three times in a few breaths. ”

"You can't say that, maybe someone else is bound to win, so they want to solve it quickly. ”

There were different opinions, and the originally orderly auction hall suddenly turned into a tea party, and everyone talked about it.

And Jun Ci, who was sitting in the dark room, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and he had no choice but to raise the price to six thousand spirit stones in one go.

In the first dozen or so lots, basically the final price of each lot has increased several times, and his net worth is thin, so he can only give people a sense of imperativeness through a jumping offer, or a false impression of maliciously raising the price, otherwise, with the only more than 6,000 spirit stones on his body, there is a chance that he will miss out on the Flame Grass.

Some people may ask, why didn't Jun Ci break the cauldron and quote an offer of 6,000 spirit stones in one go, wouldn't this be more deterrent? There are two reasons for this, the first is that there are still two months before it is the turn of the Lingxiao Sword Sect to open the mountain and accept disciples, and he doesn't want to sleep on the streets for this. The second is that if you quote 6,000 on the first time, it is easy for the opponent to see the signs of your bluff and have no extra hole cards to deal with.

"Six thousand spirit stones for the first time!"

"Six thousand spirit stones for the second time! Is there anything higher, if not, these two superb flame reducing grasses will belong to the Daoist friends of the thirteenth dark room. Mu Feng's face was flushed, and his tone was a little excited.

The stands were silent, no one wanted to get along with the spirit stone, no matter whether the monks in the thirteenth dark room were bound to win or maliciously bid for it, they could only be thankless if they participated in it.

Seeing that no one was bidding, Mu Feng was slightly disappointed, but he still said loudly: "Six thousand spirit stones third... ”