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Half an hour later, the seats in the venue were almost full, and the auction was about to begin. biquge.info At this time, the meeting room was quiet.

Chen Yang looked at the thousands of foundation-building period monks in the venue, and felt a little emotional, when he was on Qingyuan Island, he was a little shocked when he saw hundreds of foundation-building period monks gathered together, and felt that he had only seen it in his life. I didn't expect that there would be thousands of foundation building monks gathered together today.

While he was thinking like this, suddenly a white light flashed on the high platform, and three monks appeared, one was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and two were a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Chen Yang sat up straight, and the auction began!

The tallest of the three cultivators, a handsome middle-aged monk with frost-white temples and two sideburns, said loudly: "First of all, welcome everyone to this auction. In the early morning of Xia Yuan, many Taoist friends below must have recognized it. As the chief of the Kit Kat Pavilion, this auction will be presided over by Zaixia, and I hope everyone can enjoy themselves......"

Kit Kat Pavilion Chen Yang had heard that it was the largest auction house on Xuanling Island, and the auctions it held could only be attended by monks in the foundation building period. Not only are there the demon pills of rare demon beasts, all kinds of immortal cultivation materials, and even magic weapons appear, not to mention some rare items that he has never heard of.

“...... The rules of the auction must be understood by all Taoist friends, the highest bidder wins, if the spirit stone is not enough, you can also take out other treasures to exchange. As for the value of the treasure, it is up to the two masters next to me to decide. Of course, the value is a little lower than the market price. If it is still not enough, the second highest bidder will auction it. ”

"Well, no more nonsense. The auction will start soon!"

After speaking, the middle-aged monk flipped his right hand, and a jade box with a length of a foot appeared in his palm.

He took off the lid of the box, stood the jade box upright, held it high, and rushed the side that was originally the lid of the box to everyone in the audience.

This is a seven- or eight-inch-long ginseng plant, with a snow-white body, thick roots, and a faint humanoid appearance, exuding amazing heat.

"Fellow Daoists, this first lot is the snow yang ginseng in your hand. This snow ginseng grows in the high mountains covered with snow all year round, but it is a very popular thing. For monks who practice the fire genus xing exercises, it is a rare elixir. Other monks have obtained it, and they can also refine it into an elixir to improve their spiritual power. The medicinal power of this snow ginseng is more than 1,000 years. The reserve price is two thousand spirit stones, and the increase shall not be less than fifty spirit stones. Start bidding!"

The middle-aged monk first held the jade box and showed it in all directions for a while. Then he said slowly. The sound was not loud, but it was clear to the ears of every monk.

With the introduction of the middle-aged monk, Chen Yang only felt that a strong hope suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't wait to take a picture of this thing immediately.

He was startled, his consciousness turned around in the body for a while, and his body immediately cooled down, and the hope of unknown origin disappeared immediately.

Chen Yang couldn't help but look at the middle-aged monk deeply, but found that the other party did not have the slightest sign of using spiritual power.

Could it be that this middle-aged monk was born with a charming voice, and it was no wonder that he was able to become the chief of the Kit Kat Pavilion. Chen Yang thought thoughtfully.

The voice of the charm huo, Chen Yang has seen it in a side classic, the same as the body of the charm and the eye of the charm, it is not a technique, but a special physique. It is said that a person with this constitution can invisibly influence the feelings of those around him. If an immortal cultivator has this kind of physique, the effect of the influence is even stronger.

Looking at the venue, sure enough, there are many monks who are enthusiastic about reading, but there are also many monks who are silently exercising the Dharma at a glance, and many people must be familiar with this characteristic of middle-aged monks.

The middle-aged monk's words fell, and a yellow-clothed man in the middle of foundation building couldn't wait to shout: "I'll give out two thousand and one hundred spirit stones!"

Several monks in his vicinity sneered, and Chen Yang also noticed that this person was one of those monks who were enthusiastic about reading.

"Two thousand two hundred spirit stones. An old man in Tsing Yi shouted unhurriedly.

"Two thousand three hundred spirit stones. The man in yellow bid again, and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi viciously.

"Two thousand four hundred spirit stones. The old man was unmoved, and continued to make unhurried offers.

"Two thousand ......" Before the man in yellow could say more, one of his companions dragged him and whispered a few words, and the man in yellow blushed and sat down stupidly.

"Two thousand five hundred spirit stones. The fact that the man in yellow no longer bid does not mean that Xueyang ginseng is in the bag of the old man in Tsing Yi, and suddenly, another monk began to offer.

Chen Yang calculated that the normal price of Xueyang ginseng was about three thousand spirit stones, but the price at the auction would be higher. Presumably, many monks who are interested in this object are still waiting silently.

After more than a dozen rounds of quotations, the price of Xueyang ginseng came to 3,300 spirit stones.

"Three thousand three hundred spirit stones, are there any Daoist friends bidding?" the middle-aged monk coughed lightly and asked.

The old man in Tsing Yi looked at the left and right proudly, looking like the overall situation had been decided.

"Four thousand spirit stones. A lazy voice came from a VIP room not far from Chen Yang.

The old man in Tsing Yi was furious, turned his head sharply, and looked at the place where the voice came from. However, after seeing that it was a VIP room, his face changed, and he immediately sat down.

Chen Yang's heart moved, yes! This kind of VIP room is only qualified for Jindan stage monks. If you really have what you need, you don't have to hold back. Perhaps this is the reason why Master gave the invitation to him.

After a while, the middle-aged monk saw that no one was bidding, so he announced the result with a smile indifferently, and then a maiden walked up to the high platform, took the jade box in the middle-aged monk's hand, and retreated. Set sail to update the group of ghosts "Okay, here's another lot. Three fifth-level demon pills. Hehe, the role of the demon pill does not need to be introduced by Yuan. The reserve price is three thousand spirit stones, and the increase shall not be less than one hundred spirit stones. ”

Another jade box appeared in the middle-aged monk's hand, and after showing the contents of the box, he said with a smile.

"Three thousand one hundred spirit stones. ”

"Three thousand three hundred spirit stones. ”

Although the Demon Pill is one of the most commonly used immortal cultivation resources in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is precisely because it is common that the dosage is also very amazing. Not to mention a high-level demon pill like a fifth-level demon pill. Generally speaking, if a casual cultivator wants to obtain a fifth-level demon pill, he can only go to the open sea and risk the danger to hunt it himself. But after all, the open sea is too dangerous, and not everyone dares to go there.

So, when even a few people are bidding loudly.

......

"Seven thousand five hundred spirit stones. A burly man spoke like a bell.

The other contender is a female nun, although she is covered with light veil, but judging by her graceful figure, she is definitely a beauty. I saw that the female cultivator's voice said softly: "Eight thousand spirit stones!" The words were not angry, but they showed the momentum of ambition.

Chen Yang glanced at it and found that this female cultivator's cultivation had reached a level close to the completion of the late stage of foundation building, if these three fifth-level demon pills were photographed by her and refined into pills, it would be enough for her to enter the realm of fake pills, and she could try to form a pill.

"Congratulations to Daoyou. ”

The burly man hesitated, did not continue to increase the price, congratulated him very graciously, and sat down.

The eight thousand spirit stones were already much higher than the market price, and no one said anything about bidding, and the demon pill was auctioned by the female cultivator.

"Millennial rosin ink. It is fired from thousand-year-old pine trees and has been added with a thousand-year-old rosin. Monks who practice Confucian exercises should not miss it. The reserve price is three thousand five hundred spirit stones, and the increase shall not be less than one hundred spirit stones. ”

The middle-aged monk's right hand was raised high, and between his thumb and forefinger he held a small piece of black sè the size of an inch.

"Millennial rosin ink, there really is such a thing. I want it, five thousand spirit stones!" a monk dressed as a scholar stood up and shouted movingly, raising the reserve price by as much as fifty percent at once, attracting the attention of everyone in the venue.

"Hehe, this treasure of thousand-year-old rosin ink. The old man also wants it. Mr. Fang, I'm sorry. Five thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

An old man said with a smile, this old man has a clear appearance and a strong bookish atmosphere. If you don't look at cultivation, some people will definitely believe that you are a great Confucian.

Confucian monk, Chen Yang has not had much contact, but he also has some understanding. Although Confucian monks are also immortal cultivators, they have unique cultivation methods. The magic weapons are also very different from other immortal cultivators, most of them are items such as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, which have unique powers.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhu to come too. Fang was polite. Mr. Zhu's painting skills are very admired by Fang. If it is an ordinary thing, Fang will give it up, but the thousand-year-old rosin ink room will be determined. Six thousand spirit stones. The monk, dressed as a scholar, arched his hand and said.

"Mr. Fang is polite. Mr. Fang's calligraphy husband is ashamed of himself. Everyone can do it according to their ability. If the old man loses, there will be no complaints. The old man bid six thousand two hundred spirit stones. The old man replied.

It seems that the two of them are quite familiar, but in the face of the Confucian treasure of thousand-year-old rosin ink, they are unwilling to give up.

"Six thousand five hundred spirit stones!" the scholar said without hesitation.

"Six thousand eight hundred spirit stones. The old man said with a chuckle.

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"Seven thousand five hundred spirit stones!" the scholar hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth and quoted a price. Then, the skin of the mouth moves slightly.

The old man was stunned, frowned and thought for a while, nodded imperceptibly, and sat down.

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Yang was very interested in the Confucian monks and kept looking at the two of them, he would never have noticed the small movements of the two.

After thinking about it, Chen Yang understood that it must have been the two of them who secretly transmitted their divine consciousness and reached a tacit understanding. I don't want to cheapen the auction house in vain. As for how to divide the si, I'll talk about it later.

However, this will happen to the thousand-year-old rosin ink, a treasure that only Confucian monks need. There are too few Confucian monks in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the competition is not fierce enough.

The middle-aged monk also saw it, but there was no way, and announced the result with a little dissatisfaction.

In the past, the next dozen lots will be a lot worse. Chen Yang looked a little drowsy.

"A fifth-level demon beast swallowing sand fish. The reserve price is eight hundred spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than fifty spirit stones. ”

Chen Yang's spirits perked up, and what he wanted finally appeared. @。

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