The Jade Saint Lotus Pill cannot be ordered, which makes many monks disappointed. However, fortunately, it can still be seen at future auctions, which can be somewhat relieved.
The next dozens of auction items were relatively average, which allowed the monks to calm down and prepare for the more important auction items.
"Everyone, here is the 1,000th auction item, which is also one of the important treasures of this auction, two Fusion Pills.
Everyone knows the function of the Fusion Pill. The two pills are auctioned separately. The starting price is 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 1,000 high-grade spiritual stones. "
Ximen Changqing lifted up the red cloth on the plate, revealing two Fusion Pills that exuded a strong fragrance.
These two Fusion Pills are the most important spiritual objects sent by Ba Dao Sect for auction, and also represent Ba Dao Sect's sincerity in supporting this auction.
As soon as this auction item appeared, the monks below all opened their eyes wide. The god-transforming monks don't need the Fusion Pill yet.
The Void Refining monks were breathing rapidly, especially in the late stage of Refining the Void. The Void Refining monks who longed to advance to the realm of integration were eager to rush to the stage and grab it.
"Fusion Pill, a pill that assists in promoting integration. I never expected that there would be a Fusion Pill in this auction."
An old man in the late stage of refining his body became short of breath, as if this pill was prepared for him.
"The Xu family only has me as a member of the Fusion clan. If I die by chance, the Xu family will be reduced to the Lianxu family. We must take one."
"Seventy-two thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"Eighty-one thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"If there are not ten blood ginsengs of seven thousand years on sale, they must be the spiritual treasures sent by the Li family. Except for our family, other forces will come up with such a small number of low-year elixirs at once."
"I bid two thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"There isn't an eighth-level spiritual beast here that can't be used to offset the price..."
A group of Void Refining monks all took the Silent Fusion Pill.
Ximen Changqing took a look and saw that the Phoenix Blood Iron weighed less than 80,000 kilograms. It was such a small piece that it was estimated to be no more than 4,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
"What if we want to bid too?"
"The Fusion Pill is so rare. There are only two fusion monks in the entire Beast Exorcist Sect, my junior brother and you. If you can get one, you will train one less fusion monk, which will also slightly increase the strength of your Beast Exorcist Sect."
Immediately afterwards, the seventh Fusion Pill was also successfully auctioned, and was snatched away by an early-stage Fusion monk for a price of eighteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
There are few monks who don't have a small amount of low-grade spiritual stones, but there are many top-grade spiritual stones. Xie Ru's approach is not to increase competition.
The combined young men on the eighth floor also looked forward to it.
In order to bid for the Fusion Pill, those monks went crazy. Before I could stop them, I had to give up and continue bidding.
Hearing this, Xu Hai said: "Friend Ba Dao, the Fusion Pill is another spiritual object, and other monks will fight for it with all their strength. If you two are willing to bleed a little, I'm afraid you won't be able to win at all."
After spending a while, many of the monks regained their energy and ended up looking at the auction table, waiting for the next auction item.
"Fellow Taoists, the upcoming auction will be hosted by Fellow Taoist Zongshan. Please welcome Fellow Taoist Zongshan."
Zhang Long's expression was also too bad. The price was too low, so I accepted it. According to my prediction, the bidding price for the seventh Fusion Pill would only be even lower.
"It's very bad. I'll bid you 800 top-quality spiritual stones."
"I bid you 82,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
"I bid you 77,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
"If it's bad, I'll mortgage four thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"The bidding starts at 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and the price is too high."
"Fellow Daoist Li, I have the Heavenly Spirit Treasure..."
My request is to get a few Fusion Pills, but to be able to mass-produce the Fusion Pills so that very few people in the clan cannot advance to the Fusion realm.
In just the blink of an eye, the bidding for the first Fusion Pill reached 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and that was just the end.
"That's right! Your Sunflower Sect has only been a sect for ten thousand years, and the sect's elixir garden only has a few seven-thousand-year-old elixirs. Compared with this, your majestic Sunflower Sect is nothing."
"I miss you, the Chongdang Sword Sect. At its most glorious time, there were only ten combined monks. Now, there are only eight left. We must fight for one."
"Brother Xu, are you the same? We were bidding against each other just now, but in the eyes of the fusion monks, the price we offered is simply worth mentioning."
"One thousand seven hundred low-grade spiritual stones. If no one bids lower, I will give up."
Did Zongshan introduce it in detail? A small number of monks are very knowledgeable about the uses of blood ginseng, so there is no need to introduce it.
"Fellow Daoist Li, there is not a piece of ten-thousand-year black ice here..."
"Fellow Taoists, please give me some respect. I need the Fusion Pill to improve my level and get 27,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
Because the competition for the Fusion Pill was too calm, Ximen Changqing did not continue the auction, but paused the auction for a while to allow the monks to rush and use up their emotions.
"Everyone, at the elder Zongshan of the Shangyuntian Sect, the upcoming auction is hosted by me. The 1,001st auction item is ten 7000-year-old blood ginseng. The starting price is 1,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase is It must be higher than one hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
"You offer eleven thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"Forget it! If Changqing needs the Fusion Pill, he will definitely tell you and let you participate in the bidding. Our family has just entered the Lianxu family, and it is still early for the merger."
"Hey! The gap is too small. I dare to imagine it. I heard that behind our family is the Yanlong clan. It seems that the real dragon Xiaolu is gone and the secret realm of elixir is obtained."
Although the coldness was like a body elixir, the ten seven-thousand-year-old blood ginseng reached eight times the starting price. In the end, it was bought by a monk in the early stage of Void Refining for the price of 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones. "What a coincidence. I also need to overcome the tribulation and advance to the fusion body, and I have 24,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
As a result, the auction must have been extremely calm, and we had to pay a huge price to bid for one.
Of course, even if the bid is successful, we will go all out to fight for it. Even Red Maple Valley, which temporarily needs the Fusion Pill, is eager to try it.
Very slowly, the first Fusion Pill was bought by a mid-stage Fusion monk for the price of 11,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
"Pledged four thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Do you know what you think?"
At this moment, the victorious monks all looked decadent, as if a duck had reached its beak and flew away.
"Ten seven-thousand-year-old blood ginseng. We are too rich. How come we don't have so few low-year elixirs? It's too hard to doubt."
After all, we are a Hinayana sect. It is necessary to spend too little of the sect’s foundation for the Fusion Pill, and we can dominate the Sword Sect cheaply.
"Is seventy thousand low-grade spiritual stones awesome? Seventy-one thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
Obviously, that old monk in the early stage of refining the void has no confidence in surviving the heavenly tribulation. I am not even 10,000 years old. I have survived the heavenly tribulation once, and I basically have hope for the seventh time. Therefore, it is He desperately wanted to take the Fusion Pill and advance to the level of Fusion.
In a private room, Ba Shengxiong, a fusion monk from Ba Daomen, said to the private room next door: "Fellow Daoist Xu Hai, Daoist Zhang Long, your Ba Daomen auctioned two pieces separately, not for the sake of the two of them.
Sects that can refine Fusion Pills are really rare. Whether they are low-level alchemists or the corresponding elixirs, they are very rare.
No group of integrated monks participated in the bidding, and the seventh-level Void Refining monks had a high chance of success.
The price premium for a Fusion Pill was more than double, which made Ximen Changqing sigh, bad things really have to worry about sales, and monopoly is really terrible.
"Eighty thousand low-grade spiritual stones. I am in the early stage of Void Refining and also need to be promoted."
"Seventy-two thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
In addition, I have been hosting for a long time and it’s time for a replacement.
"Crazy, all crazy."
For example, the old monk at Sunflower Gate took out the eighth-level ore under his body.
Some monks who were rich in spiritual stones even planned to use their treasures as collateral to exchange for value.
Yes, whether they can successfully take the photo depends on their own strength. At most, you hope that they can take the photo. "
Hearing this, Ximen Changqing also hurriedly said: "That fellow Taoist is right, he is indeed bidding based on low-grade spiritual stones. They continue."
Ximen Changqing pushed Zongshan off the stage and then left the auction stage.
"It's such a pity that I have sacrificed everything, but I still didn't get one shot. Could it be that seven hundred years ago, I was destined to die from a natural disaster!"
Xie Ru bid again, his tone seemed very kind.
Xie Ru, who looked so evil, suddenly opened his bidding, bidding 700 top-quality spiritual stones.
"Xu Haishun, I have enough spirit stones under my upper body. Can I use that piece of phoenix blood iron to pay for the price?"
"One thousand one hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
"Now that we have met, we must fight for it."
Of course, we have also made a decision in our hearts. If the price is too outrageous, we would rather give it up.
"I bid you 1,700 low-grade spiritual stones."
"That's all, that's all. There are not a hundred thousand monks participating in the auction, but there are only two Fusion Pills. If you win the auction, you will lose your life. I just thought about that."
The monk next to him who was in the early stage of Xuefengxing also had a decadent look on his face and was in a very bad mood.
"It is difficult to cultivate a seven-thousand-year-old elixir. Only small sects and small forces can cultivate a seven-thousand-year elixir. It requires several generations of people to work together to cultivate it."
However, outside the Ximen Hidden Sword Eye, the family would have to step into the Fusion family sooner or later. If they had stocked up on Fusion Pills earlier, they would not have to worry about whether they would have the pills when they were needed in the future.
Ximen Changqing still needs the Fusion Pill for the time being, so he will naturally bid for it, but in the future I must get the recipe for the Fusion Pill and need these elixirs.
The Sunflower Sect is an older monk, so I risked my life just to bid for the Fusion Pill.
"I bid you seventeen thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"Eleven thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"There's no point in using low-grade spiritual stones. I'm bidding 700 top-grade spiritual stones. If you don't have top-grade spiritual stones, you should give up bidding!"
A group of fused ancestors are all planning to fight for one for the sake of their family and sect.
"I bid 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
"Eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones, isn't there anything lower yet?"
For those of us who are only cultivating gods, we basically use the Fusion Pill. Even Ximen Changqing has been using the Fusion Pill for a long time.
"I have a long life. I must take one for the sake of my family."
Seeing how few monks there were, Ximen Changqing sighed.
"Twenty-two thousand low-ranking men are dying."
Zhang Long was also unprepared for a small hemorrhage. We have enough background and we can't take the shot as long as we are willing to pay.
"If you bid, just bid. There's no point in talking nonsense. One thousand, four hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
"I offer you twelve thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
The Ximen family, which only has one fusion cultivator, is worth mentioning. If there were not hundreds of fusion cultivators, the Ximen family would be very powerful.
"Fellow Taoists, I've offered you 70,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Isn't there a lower price?"
"Fusion Pill, what a big deal! If you can take a photo of it, I may have a chance to advance to the fusion realm."
"Twenty-one thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"That's the Fusion Pill. Even if he doesn't have 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones, he can still buy it."
"I hate such bad elixirs. Two thousand eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
Ximen Zangjian said firmly.
"Yes! If it were other spiritual beings, other sects might give you two some face. You can see that with the Fusion Pill, we will give you any face."
The two Fusion Pills bid for a total of 177,000 low-grade spiritual stones, which was a huge sum of money, and even the handling fee was huge.
"You are determined to win the Sunflower Gate. You must at least get one."
Although the coldness of Seven Thousand Years Blood Ginseng is far more fascinating than the Combination Pill, it still aroused the interest of a group of monks and made us want to bid.
"Fight no matter what, we have to find a way to take the photo. This is a combination pill!"
Ximen Changqing felt that the piece of Phoenix Blood Iron was wrong, but he still lowered the price a bit, taking advantage of the advantage.
"Eighteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
Very slowly, fewer monks made demands for compensation. We all know that the spiritual stones under the body are sufficient. If we use other spiritual objects under the body to compensate for the price, it is basically a combination pill.
If Xie Ru gives up the first Fusion Pill, I can only give up the seventh one.
"Eighteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
A monk in the early stage of integration opened his bid.
At this moment, several members of the Ximen family are not cold-hearted, but we are not here to see Ji Jing, we will participate in the bidding.
Yes, that would scare other fusion monks, and immediately no monks would continue to bid.
As a monk in the early stage of Void Refining spoke first, the bidding for the Fusion Pill officially ended.
Xie Ru and Zhang Long looked ugly when they saw so few monks taking out the treasures under their bodies, even those who were not in the early stage of cultivating the void, and taking out their own spiritual treasures to pay for the price.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. What do you mean? There are no rules for bidding in the auction. Fellow Daoist bids 700 top-grade spiritual stones. Those who exceed the limit will pay 70,000 low-grade spiritual stones. The higher bidder will bid 71,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
Seeing the bids getting lower and lower, Xie Ru's face was so bright that he could shed tears. Those prices were beyond my tolerance limit.
In the blink of an eye, the bidding reached a terrifying 80,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
"Seventy-eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
A monk suddenly raised 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones, but he was quickly overtaken by others, and there was no wave at all.
Ximen Renzheng was not concerned about it, and felt that the price was too low. It was really a waste to bid for the Fusion Pill at this time.
When we think about spending a huge price to obtain a Fusion Pill, we feel very comfortable in our hearts.
