"This second lot is also a magic weapon, made by a Taoist friend. For some reasons, I cannot reveal his name, but I cannot deny that this treasure is indeed a fine product.
This treasure is called the Blood Evil Ring. It is made from the top material 'Yin Evil Gold'. It can be used to trap enemies and defend. It can also release the blood evil energy when fighting the enemy. It has Powerful erosion and pollution effects..."
"The evil spirit of blood, something evil!" After listening to Lin Shuo's story, everyone present had different expressions, some were happy, some were disgusted, and some were even dismissive.
Naturally, a treasure of this level cannot be taken seriously by a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage. Only the monks in the Core Formation stage are really interested, and except for those who have 'cleanliness' in their hearts, most people are willing to bid for it.
Don't talk about evil treasures. In a real life-and-death battle, having such a sharp treasure that combines defense and attack is very likely to be the key to turning defeat into victory.
"The blood evil ring has a base price of 10,000 spirit stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 500. Fellow Taoists in need can bid..." After all, it is a treasure used by monks in the elixir-forming stage. It cannot be set too high or too high. Low, 10,000 is a relatively compromise number.
"I will pay ten thousand..."
"Ten thousand and five hundred..."
"Just in case..."
"Eleven thousand and five..."
"..."
Although it was a treasure used by monks in the pill-forming stage, the competition was equally fierce, and the price had soon been raised to fifteen thousand. By this time, the frequency of outcry also dropped rapidly.
After all, they are still unable to compare with the strong ones in the Nascent Soul stage. Those who have a family behind them are fine. Some monks in the Core Formation stage who are casual cultivators are actually very embarrassed. There are many who can't get out thousands of spirit stones.
Today is an exception. After all, since you plan to participate in this big trade fair, you must make full preparations and gather enough spiritual stones to sell iron.
However, even so, these people still dare not bid at will, and will only 'go all-in' on some urgently needed items, and they can only choose to give up on those that are dispensable.
The price is gradually approaching 20,000, and there are very few people who continue to bid. Only some owners who are not short of spiritual stones are still insisting.
Finally, when one of them shouted out twenty thousand spirit stones, no one spoke again.
"Twenty thousand spirit stones are sold for the third time, and the blood evil ring belongs to this fellow Taoist." Lin Shuo announced the result directly, and the beautiful girl also walked directly to the audience holding the thing.
At the same time as the delivery was ahead, the third lot also appeared again. It was also a girl in a red dress, holding a tray and walking up to the high platform with elegant steps.
The covering red cloth was lifted directly, and a half-foot-tall white jade bottle was revealed.
Lin Shuo did not introduce him immediately, but directly picked up the jade bottle. When the bottle cap was opened, a drop of gray liquid slowly floated up as it swayed slightly. In the next moment, it suddenly turned into a gray airflow, like a snake in the bottle. It hovers and swims above the mouth.
"This is... Tianfeng liquid..."
"That is the top spiritual material of wind attribute. Especially when refining wind attribute magic weapon, adding a few drops of this liquid can greatly improve the quality of the magic weapon..."
"It's a pity that this thing can only be used to refine weapons, and it has a single wind attribute, which is too limiting..."
"Yes, this thing can only be used by monks who practice wind attribute techniques. It is completely useless to us. However, some weapon refiners can consider it. Refining wind attribute magic weapons may be able to sell them at a good price... "
"It's not that easy. Those who practice wind attribute skills are all wind spirit root monks. The number of these strange spirit roots in the world of practice is even rarer than the sky spirit roots. And people may be able to refine weapons themselves. I'm afraid it will be... Can't even find a buyer..."
"It's not without its benefits. At least most people don't need it. The competition will be much smaller. Maybe someone will miss it..."
"..."
Everyone present was busy discussing it, but they all looked like they were watching a show. Few people planned to buy it. However, there were a lot of monks present, and there might be wind spirit root monks, or some people who were good at refining weapons.
"It seems that everyone recognizes what this is, so I won't go into details again." Lin Shuo laughed, then put the liquid beads back into the jade bottle, closed it and said again,
"One bottle of Tianfeng liquid, the starting price is 5,000 spirit stones, each increase must not be less than 500, please bid..."
After the words fell, the hall was very quiet, and no one responded. For a moment, Lin Shuo, who was still smiling, suddenly froze there.
He couldn't help but secretly thought, can't it be such a coincidence? Not even a Wind Spirit Root cultivator? There are also those monks who like to refine weapons. Why are there no movements? Or do you think the price is too high?
The base price of five thousand spirit stones is the result of careful weighing. After all, this is not just one drop or two, but a whole bottle, enough for the refining of a dozen magic weapons.
Five thousand spiritual stones is a bargain price, so there won't be anyone who can take action.
Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something he had overlooked, which was the success rate of refining magic weapons. After all, not everyone is a master of refining, and the loss of materials is inevitable. It is hard to say whether he will accompany him or make a profit.
If you take this into consideration, it is reasonable for others to be unwilling to bid. After all, it’s only five thousand spiritual stones. Wouldn’t it be better to buy a practical treasure? Why spend a lot of time and energy on risky gambling?
"I will offer five thousand spiritual stones..." While he was thinking, a voice suddenly sounded, instantly interrupting his contemplation, and someone finally responded.
As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of countless people. They all turned to look, but they saw three strange monks wearing masks, one man and two women, in the stands somewhere on the second floor.
"Energy Formation Stage!" The nearby Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses noticed it instantly, and couldn't help but feel a little curious in their hearts. Who is this person? Could it be the Fenglinggen cultivator? Or maybe a certain weapon-refining master?
No matter what it is, as long as someone bids on it, it won't fail. Lin Shuo, who felt relieved, immediately came back to his senses and continued to ask loudly:
"This fellow Taoist bids five thousand, but who else is willing to follow?"
"Five thousand five hundred..." As soon as the words fell, someone immediately spoke again, but it was a strong man in the early stage of Nascent Soul on another stand not far away. The other person was also wearing a mask, so it was unclear who he was, but his graceful figure and the long, slim-fitting snow-white dress showed his identity as a woman.
"Huh?" Mo Juren was a little surprised. He originally wanted to pick it up. After all, wind-attribute materials were rare and could be bought as a reserve resource. He might not know when he would need them.
Unexpectedly, someone unexpectedly chose to compete instead of following the routine, directly disrupting his plan.
"Could it be the entrustment?" He guessed in his heart, but he didn't feel like it. Even if Jiutian Pavilion had arrangements, they would only be monks in the Danjie stage. The probability of Nascent Soul stage is too low. After all, it is very difficult to reach such a stage. If you care about face, you will find someone to raise the price randomly, and everyone will look bad afterward.
He recovered his thoughts and spoke again,
"Six thousand spirit stones..."
"Six thousand five hundred..."
"Seven thousand..."
"Eight thousand..."
"Nine thousand..."
"Ten thousand...
"..." Mo Juren was immediately depressed. Good guy, he was chasing so closely? Why did you go there earlier? You didn't say a word before, but when it was your turn to bid, you insisted on bidding. Are you sick? Or is it intentional, to have a grudge against yourself?
The mask's concealing effect is so strong, even if you have a grudge, you shouldn't be able to recognize yourself under normal circumstances, right? He couldn't help but look at the other party carefully for a while, but he didn't see any useful information.
"This fairy offered 10,000 spiritual stones. I wonder if you are willing to continue?" Lin Shuo was the happiest at this time. Not only did he not lose the auction, he was able to raise the price, which was an unexpected surprise.
"I'll pay 15,000..." Mo Juren's most indispensable thing is spiritual stones. Didn't he want to compete with him? He stayed with him until the end and directly offered an additional 5,000.
Sure enough, when she heard the price, the female cultivator in the white dress hesitated. She didn't expect that the other party would be so stubborn, and even more audacious. She didn't give in at all when facing the Nascent Soul Stage monk.
Bidding for Tian Feng Liquid is not a whim, but a real need. Originally, he had the same intention of picking up the slack, but he never wanted to be beaten to the punch by the other party, so he followed up with the bid.
This can be regarded as a coincidence, but the price has increased to 15,000, and it is not worth it anymore. It's not that she can't afford it, but it's not cost-effective. She has more important goals, and consuming too many spiritual stones here will inevitably have some impact. After all, the real good stuff is at the back, and the price is far more than tens of thousands of spirit stones.
Thinking of this, she immediately made a decision in her heart and stopped competing for the time being. After the auction is over, there may be other ways.
She was relieved, but she made Mo Juren very angry. As soon as he raised the price, the other party chose to back down. This situation seemed to him to be trustworthy, but he was really fooled.
Mo Juren, who had never suffered a loss in this kind of thing, was a little depressed, but he could only choose to accept it. His eyes glanced at the female cultivator in the white dress, but did not stop there.
"Is there anyone else bidding?"
"Fifteen thousand spirit stones once..."
"Fifteen thousand spirit stones twice..."
"Fifteen thousand spirit stones three times, the deal is done. This bottle of Tianfeng liquid, the top spiritual material with wind attributes, belongs to this fellow Taoist..."
After the dust settled, the maid left with the tray, and the fourth auction began again...
The next items were not what Mo Juren needed, and he was too lazy to pay attention to them. Instead, he withdrew his attention and continued to drink tea leisurely.
Han Yunzhi naturally watched the whole process and said nothing. Instead, he gently added water to the pot he was holding. Lian Feihua on the other side seemed to be seeing someone deflated for the first time and couldn't help but laugh secretly.
At this time, the maid in the red dress had already walked forward with the tray, put down the things, and then bowed and said: "Senior, please check the items."
Mo Juren nodded and without hesitation, immediately took out the jade bottle and checked it. After making sure that the items were correct, he took out the spirit stone and handed it over to the other party.
"The number of spiritual stones is accurate, I will not disturb you." After careful inspection, the maid in red skirt bowed respectfully again, and then slowly withdrew.
"Why are you thinking about buying Tianfeng liquid? Do you want to refine weapons?" Lian Feihua was a little curious and immediately asked secretly.
"Guess." Mo Juren deliberately didn't answer. After putting away the jade bottle, he continued to drink tea leisurely by himself, obviously without any intention of answering.
"Stingy!" Lian Feihua rolled her eyes at the other party. She knew very well that the other party was deliberately 'retaliating'. She just snickered secretly. He was really 'narrow-minded'. How could he have any masculinity?
The auction is still going on, and as time goes by, each item is sold successfully, making the atmosphere of the entire auction become more and more lively.
During this period, Mo Juren also took action several times, and Lian Feihua was no exception, and he also gained a lot. But the price was not low. All the spiritual stones on his body were exhausted, and Han Yunzhi paid for it for the last time.
Time passed slowly, and before you knew it, more than a hundred treasures had been auctioned, and the rarity and price of each one were constantly increasing.
Most of the monks in the Dan Formation stage below were gradually eliminated, and there were only twenty or thirty people left who were still able to take action, and these were all of extraordinary origin and rich background, and were even directly the agents of a certain Nascent Soul stage strongman. By.
Soon, a new auction item appeared again, but it was a white jade box the size of a palm. After opening it, it turned out to be a crimson ball the size of a fist.
Seeing this thing, Lian Feihua's eyes moved again, and an eager expression appeared on his face.
"Do you need this thing?" Mo Juren also saw the ball, but he didn't have any intention in his heart. Instead, he asked the other party in surprise.
"Is there any problem?" Lian Feihua nodded and continued,
"My spiritual beast 'Lihuo Python' has been at the peak of the fourth level for too many years, but there is still no hope of condensing the elixir. After finally encountering the inner elixir of this fifth-level monster 'Flame Turtle', naturally I can't Let it go.”
"That's it." Mo Juren suddenly understood and said again,
"It's just that your Lihuo Python is a python-type monster, and the Flame Turtle is a turtle-type monster. Although the two have the same attributes, they are completely different types. Even if you take this demon pill, you can successfully advance. The probability is not high either.”
"I also want something better, but don't I have one?" Lian Feihua rolled his eyes at the other party. In Tiannan, high-level monsters are truly rare. It is lucky to encounter such one. Have the right to choose?
Thinking of this, she suddenly looked at Han Yunzhi aside, and then said,
"Besides, I'm not as lucky as Yunzhi. Someone will give me a just right fifth-level demon pill. The result is good, Xiaofeng demon is obviously younger, but it has almost surpassed my Lihuo python. "
Xiaofeng is naturally Han Yunzhi's spiritual beast, the Wind Chasing Eagle. Over the years, a large amount of resources have been supplied, which has already promoted it to level four. After that, he took a wind-attribute bird-like demon elixir with more powerful bloodline potential. He has already fallen into a deep sleep, and I'm afraid it won't be long before he can advance successfully.
As a good sister who talks about everything, Lian Feihua is naturally aware of these situations. It would be false to say that she is not envious, but unfortunately she can only be envious.
High-level monsters are too scarce. No matter how good the relationship with Mo Juren is, they are just friends after all. It is impossible for others to waste energy and time to find a suitable monster pill for her.
(End of chapter)
