"Sister Fairy, Sister Fairy, are you up? My brother said that the auction of Qingxiantang is about to begin!"
I haven’t seen a response for a long time, for fear of delaying the guest’s affairs.
The little girl was so anxious that a few drops of sweat flowed from her temples, and her face turned red!
I turned around and saw Lin Qi waiting in front of the door: "Brother, what should I do?"
"What can I do! Little sister, stay away and let me come!" Seeing Xiaoya running into the house opposite, he stepped forward and called twice, but there was no response.
Gritting his teeth, he pushed open the door. There was no one inside. On the clean and tidy bed, there were three spiritual stones lying on it, sparkling in the sunlight!
Jiang Yunlai left long ago and did not disturb his brother and sister.
Now she is wearing a bamboo hat and is standing in front of Qingxian Hall, watching the monks in different costumes filing in!
I found that most of them were monks in the Qi training stage, and there were two men among them who couldn't see through their cultivation.
After observing for a while, Jiang Yunlai walked in, and two monks in the Qi training stage stood inside: "Fairy, please pay the entrance fee, which only requires one spiritual stone."
Both of them were only at the first level of Qi training and were very polite to Jiang Yunlai.
Jiang Yunlai took out a spiritual stone and put it in, then looked at the barrier in front of him.
Just as he was about to ask, a person next to him explained with a wink: "Fairy, this is the simplest four-image array. It functions to expand the space and does not pose any threat."
Jiang Yunlai did not feel any danger from it. Seeing that the people behind him had already entered; he was not in Moji, so he stepped in.
I saw that the space inside was huge, and hundreds of people could enter without feeling crowded.
Looking at this place calmly, there are two floors.
There are many chairs placed in the inner hall on the first floor, and there is a round platform with a spiritual light in front of it! Jiang Yunlai guessed that it was the place where the auction was held.
There are small rooms on the second floor with bead curtains hanging on them, so you can’t tell whether there is anyone inside or not!
It was not advisable to make too blatant an observation. Suddenly, a pressure came from it: "An ant dares to be in the same room with me!"
The monks below dare to be angry but dare not speak.
The atmosphere was stagnant.
"Young Master of the Fire Element, you are so impressive! Could it be that we, the Foundation Establishment monks, can't catch your eye?"
The same coercion came from another cabin, colliding with each other.
The contrast between words is quite dissatisfying!
"Huh, I'm in a bad mood today, just because you guys are unhappy, what can you do to me!" The man known as the Fire Master is arrogant.
The qi-training monks below dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
"What an arrogant kid! How dare you speak nonsense in front of me!"
The old man's anger surged as he spoke, and a thick stream of spiritual energy shot out, heading towards the opposite side!
A fiery red aura also flew out of Mr. Fire's room opposite!
The two collided and a violent wave of air erupted.
Some of the monks with low cultivation levels below could not sit still and were swaying around!
A strong wind also blew up Jiang Yunlai's veil, and she raised her hand and put it down.
The monks dared not speak out about this. When their faces were troubled, they only heard a gentle voice: "You two, please give Qingxian Hall some face! If you have any grudges, we will wait until the auction is over.
Finished!"
At the same time, a foundation-building pressure that was not inferior to those two was released.
Just listen to the fire element young master say lazily: "Since the master has come forward, let you go."
"Humph!"
This senseless fight ends here.
I saw a female cultivator in the late stage of Qi training with a voluptuous figure and charming appearance, walking out gracefully!
"Welcome to our Qingxian Hall. You must have heard about the things we are going to auction today! Please follow the rules when bidding. The grand treasure will still appear at the end! ... Pay with one hand and pay with the other.
Goods! The auction will start soon!"
It seems that this female nun often presides over such occasions, and she still has no stage fright when facing so many pairs of eyes.
I saw her patting away, and a group of female cultivators came out holding trays. However, they were only at the first or second level of cultivation, but in this small town, they were already considered big spenders.
"Our first round of auctions has begun, please bid with fellow Taoists who need it!"
"Everyone knows about Ningxue Powder! A bottle of three hundred spiritual stones, starting from ten spiritual stones!"
"I, three hundred and twenty!" A strong man covered in scars stood up and shouted.
"Three hundred and twenty for the first time, three hundred and twenty for the second time!...Okay, this bottle of blood coagulation powder belongs to fellow Taoists. Please go to the back and pay the spirit stones!"
"A hundred years of three-year-old flowers! Five hundred spiritual stones..."
"Three hundred years of top quality snow ginseng! Seven hundred spirit stones..."
As everything was being bought and there was no news about the scabbard, Jiang Yunlai was quite anxious!
Waiting eagerly.
Little did she know that someone was already eyeing her.
Xiling Wang Family
A foundation-building female cultivator received a transmission note and heard it say, "Madam, in Yingxian Town in Qingxu Mountain, I saw a person who is eighty-nine similar to the person in the painting. Please give me your instructions, madam!"
The female editor is the wife of the Wang family, the mother of the owner of the storage bag that Jiang Yunlai accidentally obtained.
"How can I endure such a blood feud?"
Her eyes were red and her anger was rising. She couldn't wait for her husband to come back, so she immediately sacrificed a lopa and flew away in the wind.
The auction is still going on and is already halfway through!
Finally it’s Jiang Yunlai’s turn to get the scabbard he wanted!
Just listen to the female cultivator on the stage introduce: "This is a sword scabbard used by the golden elixir monk for consignment! It has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness and condensing the breath! It is also an intermediate magic weapon, and the minimum price is three thousand spiritual stones! One
Bai Ling Stone starts shooting!"
The whole place was silent for a moment, and only a male voice sounded: "Thirty-two hundred spiritual stones!"
"Three thousand two hundred spirit stones for the first time! Three thousand two hundred spirit stones for the second time!"
Before she could say it for the third time, Jiang Yunlai stood up and said, "Three thousand four hundred!"
Although the quality of this scabbard is good, it has too many limitations and is not very popular.
After the presiding female cultivator made three quick quotations, she congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, please go to the back hall to handle the follow-up matters."
Seeing that what he wanted was about to be obtained, Jiang Yunlai felt relieved. He got up and went to the back hall to pay the spirit stone and put the scabbard into the storage ring.
I planned to return to the sect immediately, but when I raised my steps I heard another fierce quotation, then I turned around and returned to my seat, looking at it quietly.
After all, she is still a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and she usually practices patiently at Fuyu Mountain. It is rare to see these lively scenes, and she is just curious.
Just after Jiang Yunlai took the scabbard, a foundation-building monk from Qingxian Hall nodded with satisfaction. A flash of spiritual light suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he said to himself: "Senior Bai Chen, according to your entrustment, you
The scabbard on consignment was bought by a girl from Qingxu!"
I saw a golden talisman turn into an escaping light and fly towards the mountains.
A handsome and handsome man in green robe stood on the top of the mist-shrouded mountain with his hands behind his back. He did not react when he heard the words, and his expression remained as indifferent as water.
The subsequent mid-level magical artifacts all fetched high prices.
During this period, none of the foundation-building monks on the second floor spoke. It seemed that their goals were all for the final auction.
What is taken out now is a bracelet that is entirely light silver and engraved with spiritual patterns.
The female cultivator above did not introduce the functions and grades as carefully as before, but just raised her hand to inject a trace of spiritual energy into the bracelet.
I saw ripples on the bracelet, and everyone felt a headache. They kept moving their hands and feet, and it was difficult to mobilize their magic and spiritual power.
I was horrified.
The female cultivator in charge collected the magic power and said apologetically: "Dear Taoist friends and seniors, what I did to this little girl is so offensive! I am a middle-stage Qi-training monk, and I have not sacrificed this magic weapon, but I have such power. This is what we want to auction.
The 'Nirvana Ring'! I won't describe the specific magical powers of these treasures one by one!"
"This is a high-level magic weapon! The base price is 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and the bidding starts at 1,000 spiritual stones! Fellow Taoists, please!"
"Twenty-one thousand"
"Twenty-two thousand low-grade spiritual stones"
……
"Thirty thousand"
"Thirty-two thousand"
"Thirty-six thousand spiritual stones..." This is the voice from a female foundation-building cultivator upstairs.
After taking a quiet breath, another male cultivator with a beard tried to shout: "Thirty-eight thousand spiritual stones"
With the loud bidding, the atmosphere of the auction was pushed to another climax.
I took a picture of the scabbard, and there are still some spiritual stones left. If I encounter something suitable, I can take a picture of it.
For example, this Nirvana ring is very suitable for her, but the price is too high!
Even if you sell the Moon Crystal, it won’t be enough!
There is really nothing you can do.
A female cultivator who had perfected her qi training stood up holding a token and shouted loudly: "Fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones, I, Qingxu Shanxi Longwang's family, want them!"
"Fifty thousand once! Fifty thousand twice! Fifty thousand a third time!"
Following the shouts of the presiding female cultivator, the nirvana ring was taken by a female cultivator who claimed to be from the Xilong Wang family.
"Thank you all for your kindness, seniors! The Wang family is deeply grateful!"
This chapter has been completed!