Chapter 236 is incomplete

Wu Dao held the jasper hairpin high, walked around the stage twice, and then returned to the table and put down the jasper hairpin in his hand, "The starting price of this jasper hairpin is 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones!

As soon as the starting price came out, the monks were in an uproar!

If the low-grade spirit stones are okay, these 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones are a bit expensive!

Wu Dao saw that he was a little cold, and immediately opened his mouth: "Fellow Daoists, as long as you spend 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones, you can have a magic weapon that doubles your cultivation speed. As long as you have this jasper hairpin, you can reach immortality twice as fast as others! What are you waiting for, hurry up!"

Hearing Wu Dao's tearful sensationalism, the monks in the audience burst out into an unprecedented heat, and immediately started the bidding!

"Fifty-one thousand!"

"Fifty-two thousand!"

"Damn, you only add a thousand to such a good thing, I must fly to become an immortal, so, I will give 60,000!"

Some monks went crazy and immediately increased their bids, and in a blink of an eye, the price of this jasper hairpin exceeded 60,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

Dongfang Long looked at it and was a little secretly embarrassed, these monks are really rich! It's obviously a magic weapon for women, what do you big men say are fighting for, one by one it's like beating chicken blood, making a mess, as for it!

Wu Dao's mouth couldn't close with joy, his eyes roamed the audience without blinking, watching the monks fighting for red faces, and his heart was secretly happy.

"I'll pay 71,000!" Another monk broke out a shocking price, and the price of the jasper hairpin had already exceeded 70,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

"I said you male monk is blindly mixing something, this jasper hairpin is obviously used by our women, you can't bring it back even if you shoot it!" Some female monks were not satisfied, and began to remind the male monks who were bidding frantically.

It stands to reason that in the auction room, bidders are not allowed to contradict each other and cause conflicts, especially when bidding, it is not allowed to discuss with each other because of the bidding price.

However, the people present today are all well-known powerhouses in the cultivation realm, and besides, Jubaolou will have something to ask for after a while, so Wu Dao did not stop it, because he believes that with the identity of these people present, they will never do anything out of the ordinary.

Sure enough, the male monk who had produced 71,000 medium-grade spirit stones turned red, and finally realized that this jasper hairpin was a suitable magic weapon for someone.

But it was clear that the monk was not willing to give up, otherwise he would have given it to the friar.

"Who stipulated that this jasper hairpin can only be used by women, I can't wear it I wear it with silk thread and hang it around my neck, anyway, what I need is to speed up my cultivation speed twice!" the male monk finally found a reason and retorted confidently.

"You" the friar's face turned red and she was silent.

"Now it's seventy-one thousand medium-grade spirit stones, is there any more bidding, don't miss it when you pass by, don't make a mistake and become a thousand years of hatred!" Wu Dao continued to incite his feelings.

However, the female monk stopped bidding, and she could see that the male monk in front of her was a king who ate the scales and was iron-hearted. A posture that is imperative.

As long as there is no monk bidding in the private room above, it is already a sure thing that this male monk will bid for this jasper hairpin.

"Seventy-one thousand for the first time," Wu Dao shouted slowly with a long voice, although this jasper hairpin was auctioned at a surprising price, but the merchant's profit-seeking character prompted Wu Dao to want to auction it at a higher price.

The male monk clenched his hands, and his heart beat faster, these medium-grade spirit stones were almost all his property, and in his heart, he needed this jasper hairpin very much, for fear that someone would stick in it.

"Seventy-one thousand for the second time!" Wu Dao's voice sounded again.

The monks still didn't bid, and there was no sound coming from the private room above, and those noble monks obviously didn't take a fancy to this jasper hairpin.

"Bang! Seventy-one thousand for the third time! This is the only jasper hairpin in the ages, and it belongs to this discerning Taoist friend!" Wu Dao finally made the final decision, so that the male monk who was full of expectations finally let his heart go to the bottom.

The maid from behind came up to the stage again, picked up the jasper hairpin, walked straight to the monk, handed it to him, and took out a storage ring.

The monk immediately aimed the maid's storage ring at his own, and a burst of white light flashed, and the spirit stone was delivered.

After checking that everything was correct, the maid turned around and returned to the back of the stage.

Wu Dao glanced at the monks with a smile, and said: "This Taoist friend has photographed this magnificent hairpin, I believe that cultivation to ascension is just around the corner, I hope that I can take care of the old man by then!"

Wu Dao's slightly flattering words made the male monk very happy, and he said in a loud voice: "Good to say, easy to say!" A smug look instantly covered his entire face.

Dongfang Long praised again and again in his heart, this Wu Dao is really an old way, that male monk obviously spent a lot of unjust money, but he was still smiling at Wu Dao's words, as if he had taken a big advantage.

"The following item is even more rare. I hope that the Daoist friends who didn't take the lead just now don't miss it!" Wu Dao said with a smile.

The maid came up from behind the stage, still holding a square plate in her hand, but much longer than the previous one, and covered with a red silk cloth.

After the maid put it down, she gave another salute, twisted the willow's thin waist and walked down.

This time all the monks had their eyes on the plate, and no one was paying attention to the maid.

"Speaking of this treasure, I believe many Taoist friends have heard of a master in the ancient period, when he was in the cultivation realm, he broke out of a well-known name, called the Immortal!" Wu Dao looked admired, and seemed to worship this ancient monk very much.

"Isn't it the monk who relied on the cultivation of the Mahayana period in ancient times to resist the immortals of the lower realm and not die!" said an old man with even his eyebrows white.

Wu Dao clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully: "Bai Lao is really well-informed, it is that monk, who was later respected by the Daoists of the cultivation realm as an immortal!"

can resist the immortals, and finally escape from death, so that he really has some skills. Dongfang Long also had a trace of fascination in his heart, and he couldn't wait to be able to make friends with this immortal.

The old man Bai was obviously very interested in Wu Dao's attitude, and he couldn't help but brush his beard with his hands, and said with a smile: "Then the old man can guess, this next treasure must be related to that immortal." ”

"Bai Lao is really a master, and in one sentence, he is really a five-body throw to the ground that is admired by the younger generations!" Wu Dao clasped his fists again and again, and his face was full of flattering smiles.

"Hahaha!" Bai Lao looked up to the sky and smiled, obviously very happy.

In this world, when did it become popular in the mortal world, this Wu Dao's kung fu has been perfected. It's just that I don't know where this old man called Bai Lao is sacred, and he is still a strong man in the middle of the merger.

Those monks also slandered for a while, obviously they all said about the immortals, obviously this auction artifact is related to the immortals, even a fool can guess it, and Bai Lao can't guess it.

However, no one spoke, and seemed to be a little jealous of the white old man.

Wu Dao continued: "Bai Lao is right, this treasure is related to the immortals, and it is very closely related. ”

As he spoke, Wu Dao stretched out his hand and brushed it, and ripped off the red silk cloth that was covered.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Dragon's body leaned forward, and his gaze suddenly focused on the things on the plate above the table.

I saw a bundle of broken bamboo slips, lying quietly in a square plate, exuding a desolate atmosphere from ancient times.

Dongfang Long was surprised that this bamboo slip had been seen in the mortal world before, and he had also practiced the ** recorded in the bamboo slip, the shocking marksmanship and the "Killing Nerves".

Wu Dao's face was proud, and he held up the square plate with his hand, and the entire square plate was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, which was the formation arranged by the strong man in the treasure building to defend against divine consciousness.

"This bamboo slip is a record of the ** cultivated by the immortals! Although it is a fragment, if anyone gets it, and their own ** corroborates each other, even if it does not reach the level of the immortals in the ancient period, it must not be much worse!"

When Wu Dao said this, his eyes swept around the faces of the monks who were breathing rapidly, and when he saw that the monks' interest was high, he opened his mouth and continued: "Moreover, we in the Treasure Building guarantee that no one has seen or cultivated except for the master who verified this bamboo slip in the first place. This is definitely the only original product!"

"The auction price of this cheat book is 80,000 spirit stones! But it's a medium-grade spirit stone! It's still the same sentence, the opportunity is rare, don't miss it! Every time the price is raised, there are still no less than 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

"Damn, a broken cheatbook actually costs 80,000 medium-grade spirit stones, this is a naked robbery!" Dongfang Long's body that had just sat down couldn't help but tremble.

In fact, Dongfang Long's cultivation is the first divine technique of the universe, and he can't understand what it means for ordinary cultivators to be a high-level **, even if it is a crippled **.

"Eighty-five thousand spirit stones!" One monk waited until Wu Dao's words fell, and he couldn't wait to bid.

"Eighty-six thousand!"

"Eighty-seven thousand!"

The bidding on the auction floor is lively one after another.

Wu Dao's face was as bright as a flower, and the thousand-year-old folds were all blooming.

Dongfang Long has no interest in this broken bamboo slip, just escaping from the hands of the immortals is nothing, if Dongfang Long meets the immortals, if the performance is normal, Dongfang Long is confident that it can be a long and short, if the play is extraordinary, it can definitely succeed in slaughtering immortals!