With Qin Fengming's current strength, a puppet of this level would be of no help to him. www.
Turning to look at the pretty female cultivator sitting next to him, he saw that she had no intention of wanting the puppet, so he lost interest in bidding for the puppet.
Although Qin Fengming and the other two were not interested, the many Chengdan monks in the cave were very enthusiastic at this time, and biddings were heard one after another. In just a cup of tea, the price of the mid-stage Pill-Cultivation puppet soared to a high price of 900,000 spirit stones. .
And without any intention of stopping, after just a brief pause, several Chengdan monks shouted out the price in order for this puppet to cross the one million spiritual stone mark.
In the end, the price of this puppet stopped at 1.35 million spirit stones.
Such a high price surprised Qin Fengming. You must know that although this puppet in the middle stage of the pill is extremely precious, the total price of the materials to refine this puppet will never exceed 500,000 spirit stones.
Seeing this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel moved. In the past, he accumulated spiritual stones to refine tens of thousands of low-level and high-level talismans. Then he took it to the market to exchange it, and the spiritual stones he received were only hundreds of thousands.
If they can be refined into alchemy puppets in batches in the future, the profits will be much faster than refining talismans. Because refining tens of thousands of talismans, even if Qin Fengming's success rate is 100%, it will still take dozens of days.
As for refining puppets, as long as Qin Fengming is sure to successfully refine one, he has the ability to refine them one after another effortlessly. At this time, after more than ten years of accumulation, there was a lot of material in his storage ring that could be refined into alchemy stage puppets.
With this thought in his mind, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
"Brother Qin, have you discovered anything worth being happy about?" Qin Fengming has been watching the monks in the cave bidding for prices, but Lan Xueer's attention is on Qin Fengming.
Seeing his sudden expression of joy, he was deeply puzzled, so he sent a message to ask.
"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that Qin suddenly thought of something wonderful, so it showed on his face." Qin Fengming said without any concern when he heard the voice from the beauty next to him.
"Ah, but I don't know what Brother Qin has thought of that makes him so happy. Can you tell Xue'er?"
Seeing that the pretty female nun next to him didn't care about the auction going on at this time, but was chasing after what he wanted in his heart. Although Qin Fengming was puzzled, he still smiled slightly and said:
"It's nothing, Mr. Qin just thought that I can refine a humanoid puppet of this level. If Miss Lan wants one, Mr. Qin will definitely give one to you after he refines it."
"Ah, is it true? This is really great. It's settled. From now on, Brother Qin will definitely give Xue'er a puppet that he made with his own hands. You must not fail to keep your word."
Lan Xueer's joy was not hidden because the message was transmitted in a low voice. In the voice of the pretty female cultivator next to him, Qin Fengming could hear the joy as if a little girl was about to get a beloved gift.
This sound reached his ears, and Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel shaken. This voice is delicate but also has a hint of naughty meaning, which makes people feel extremely comfortable when listening to it.
Within this artistic conception, Qin Fengming found it difficult to think. He had the illusion that the female cultivator next to him was the pretty woman who often appeared in his mind.
After Lan Xueer said this, her pink neck was also flushed. Neither of them said anything.
I don't know how long it took before Qin Fengming woke up amid a burst of noise.
At this time, no less than a dozen treasures had been auctioned off, but the speed was unusually fast.
Looking intently at the high platform, the old man surnamed Yuan was holding a several-foot-large shield in his hand. The shield was wrapped in a layer of thick black awn, but within the thick awn, there were... Golden light flashed continuously.
The rich energy revealed from the shield made everyone see at a glance that its body was extremely tough. In front of this shield, all the Chengdan monks felt that it was difficult to continue.
"Haha, this shield is called the dragon pattern turtle shell shield. Its body is the hard shell of a ten-thousand-year-old black turtle. The master of the weapon refiner added several tough scales of the seventh-level peak dragon, plus dozens of kinds of It is made from precious materials. This shield is extremely tough. Even if we, the Yingying monks, hit it with all our strength, we would not be able to destroy it in an instant. Such a precious thing is exactly what is necessary to save lives in the upcoming war."
As the old man surnamed Yuan spoke, he raised his hand, and the shield flew out of the air. In an instant, the black light was released, and it became a distance of several feet.
After circling in the air, it shrank again and returned to the hands of the old man named Yuan.
Following the old man's movements, the monks here cheered in low voices. He seemed to be extremely shocked by the shield in the old man's hand.
Seeing the old man casting spells on the high platform, Qin Fengming's eyes were bright, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
With Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual consciousness, he could see the true origin of this shield at a glance. Although this dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield is also very powerful, it is definitely not what the old man surnamed Yuan said.
Its body may be a tortoise shell, and some dragon scales must have been added, but the specific levels of the two are definitely far from what the old man surnamed Yuan said. The astonishing vision shown by the shield just now was only shown by the old man named Yuan using his powerful magic power.
Of these, the Chengdan monks present could see very little.
As the old man shouted out the bottom step of the three hundred thousand spirit stones, the bidding sounds in the cave began to be heard.
In just a moment, the price of this dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield jumped to one million spirit stones.
Everyone present knew that a powerful defensive treasure could save their lives at critical moments during a battle.
The price of the dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield only paused for a moment above one million spiritual stones, and then skyrocketed again in a round of fierce bidding.
"One and a half million spirit stones."
Just when everyone was bidding fiercely, a voice came out from the crowd and resounded throughout the vast cave. This price increase is already nearly 200,000 spiritual stones higher than everyone else's.
Everyone was startled and followed the sound, but to everyone's disappointment, no bidder was found.
"Hahaha, at this time, a colleague is offering 1.5 million spiritual stones to purchase this dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield that can defend against the attack of the Infant Transformation Monk. I don't know which of my colleagues can increase the price and wants to collect this rare treasure that can only be found in a century."
Under the bewitchment of the old man surnamed Yuan, two people immediately called out the price one after another.
"One million and eighty million spirit stones." As the two people bid, the voice rang again, and they actually raised the price by more than 200,000 spirit stones.
Such a large increase in price made the last two monks who were interested in fighting for it stop bidding again.
"Since no one has raised any more bids for this cherished defensive treasure, then this dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield will belong to the last comrade named Yuan." After asking three times in a row, the old man surnamed Yuan dropped the drumstick in his hand. .
