Tu Qianren, who was on the stage, was afraid that some of the people present were as ignorant as Cui Changdao, so he began to explain: "This is Qianzhi leaf, which is a part of the essence after the birth of Thousand Bone Magic Zhi. What is Thousand Bone Magic Zhi?"

, I think everyone here should know it, so I won’t introduce it in detail.

Since the Thousand Bone Demon Zhizhi is very rare, this item is relatively rare and has extremely high value in itself. Whether it is used to make elixirs or to assist in practicing skills, it is an excellent choice.

Black Eagle Hall also spent a lot of money to get it. This is the only piece. If you need it, don't miss it. The starting price of Qianzhiye is 400 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 20 yuan.

piece."

As soon as he finished speaking, many monks present began to discuss in low voices:

"Thousand Bone Magic Zhi, I remember it seems to be one of the top ten foundation-building spiritual objects, and it is ranked high. The leaves born from part of its essence should also have the miraculous effect of increasing the success rate of foundation-building."

"Fellow Taoist, you must be ignorant about this. Although the Thousand Bone Magic Zhizhi does have a miraculous effect in assisting foundation building, its leaves are very different from the main body and have no effect on increasing the success rate of foundation building.

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"So, that Qianzhiye is just an ordinary leaf. What Tu Qianren said was so mysterious that I was almost deceived by him."

"Wanbao Tower and Black Eagle Hall have always worn the same pair of trousers. Tu Qianren obviously has no good intentions and wants to take advantage of us, so naturally he has to use some tricks."

There were constant discussions everywhere, but people who knew everything about Qianzhiye chose to wait and see. No one bid, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.

Yu Xiao couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that Tu Qianren's little trick was not successful. He might be able to get a big bargain for nothing, so he only quoted the lowest price: "Four hundred and twenty spiritual stones."

I don’t know if he started it, but a monk wearing a kid mask sitting not far from the front row followed closely behind him and shouted: "Four hundred and forty spiritual stones."

This made Yu Xiao, who was still overjoyed, instantly darken his face. He only paused for a moment, and then shouted categorically through his cloak: "Four hundred and ninety spiritual stones."

He raised the price by fifty spiritual stones at a time. His intention was very obvious, which was to make the other party quit in spite of the difficulties.

But the monk wearing the imp mask was unmoved. He just turned around and looked at the bidder. Seeing that he was also a monk with unknown identity, he continued to raise the price: "Five hundred and fifty spiritual stones."

This time, before Yu Xiao could call out the price, he heard a lazy voice coming from a private room on the second floor: "Seven hundred, I'll give you seven hundred spiritual stones!"

Everyone heard the sound and looked for it, all looking at the second private room. Although they didn't know who the person was inside, they could vaguely see the slender figure in it through the curtains of the private room.

Combined with the rather melodious and melodious voice that person made before, it should not be difficult to tell that this is a female nun.

She obviously also took a fancy to Qian Zhiye, and directly raised the price to 700 spirit stones. Compared with the petty fight between Yu Xiao and the ghost-faced monk, it was simply not on the same level.

"Who is this guy?"

Yu Xiao was a little unsure about the female nun in the private room on the second floor.

In his opinion, the monks sitting on the first floor were just more powerful casual cultivators, so he wasn't too worried.

Moreover, he not only wore a cloak, but also a camouflage ring to hide his identity, making it unlikely that anyone would see through his identity.

But the people on the second floor are different. They have some backgrounds at least, not to mention they have strong financial resources. Once they participate in the competition, they will probably not be able to compete with her.

Just when Yu Xiao was still hesitating, the ghost-faced monk had already called out the price again: "Seven hundred and twenty spiritual stones."

This move seemed to arouse the interest of the female cultivator in the private room on the second floor. With a tone of determination, she once again raised the price to a new level: "One thousand spiritual stones."

It is true that the prices of previously auctioned items have exceeded the one thousand spirit stone mark, but this is the first time that something as controversial as Qianzhiye has existed.

In the eyes of some monks, Qianzhiye may not even be worth four hundred spiritual stones, and they don't even know what use it would be if they bought it back.

But in the eyes of other monks, it may be a priceless treasure, and it is worth paying a thousand spiritual stones for it.

Obviously, the female nun should belong to the second group.

At this moment, the eyes of everyone present were focused on Yu Xiao and the ghost-faced cultivator. Everyone was looking forward to someone being able to challenge the female cultivator on the second floor.

At the same time, the ghost-faced monk was also under great pressure. He was communicating with the person next to him who also wore a ghost mask:

"Third Grandpa, it seems that the people on the second floor don't want to give Qian Zhiye to us. What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Your uncle has already told us before we came out that we must bring back Qianzhi leaves. Even if we lose everything, we still have to fight for it. And the price is already too high, and the other party will not pay for a piece of Qianzhi leaves.

If Ye competes with us to the end, if we add two hundred spirit stones, she will probably give up."

"But we only have a thousand spiritual stones with us, and we can't get more spiritual stones."

"Hey, if Zhifan's storage bag hadn't been snatched away by that person, we could have collected another five hundred spirit stones at least. Forget it, I won't say more, you just bid the price and leave the rest to me.

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After a moment of silence, the ghost-faced monk finally shouted out his offer again: "One thousand, two hundred spiritual stones!"

As soon as the price was announced, the people on the first floor immediately exclaimed and turned their gazes to the female nun in the private room on the second floor.

At this moment, in the eyes of these people, who will end up with Qian Zhiye has become a controversial topic.

As the saying goes, those in power are blind, but sometimes the opposite is true.

Bystanders, as spectators, just make noise and don't care about anything else, but the authorities have to pay the price for this.

One thousand two hundred spiritual stones are definitely a huge sum of money for some casual cultivators, and even for some cultivating families, it is not easy to come up with.

The female cultivator in the private room on the second floor is not as decisive as before. She seems to be a little confused as to whether she should continue to bid. After all, if she adds more, she may have to break through 1,500 spiritual stones. Moreover, she

I also want to keep the spirit stones for the final prize in the auction.

However, at this moment, a sudden shout interrupted everyone's speculation.

"One thousand four hundred spiritual stones!"

Yu Xiao's voice was not loud, but it was full of momentum.

He had not shown much about his net worth before, but shouting out this price was a blockbuster, attracting the attention of countless people.

Most of the glances were not for those who were watching the show to join in the fun, but contained greed and jealousy, indifference, and some naked murderous intent.

But at this moment, he couldn't control so much anymore. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he decided to take this piece of Qianzhi Ye.

Fourteen hundred spiritual stones to buy a piece of Qian Zhi Ye is definitely a sky-high price. Regardless of whether it is worth it or not, 99% of people have given up the idea of ​​fighting for it.

As time passed by, the venue on the first floor was quiet, everyone was waiting for the next price to appear.

But more than ten breaths passed, and no sound was heard. The ghost-faced monk made no bid, and the female nun in the private room on the second floor also fell silent.

Tu Qianren was naturally very satisfied with the price, but he also wanted to create another miracle.

Perhaps some of the monks present were still hesitating whether to bid, so he kindly reminded him loudly: "Fellow Taoists, this is the leaf of the foundation-building spiritual creature Thousand Bone Demon Zhizhi. Only one leaf costs 1,400 pieces of spirit."

Stone, is there anything higher?"

After three breaths, there was still no one bidding at the venue. Tu Qianren no longer hesitated and said with finality: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, I bought Qianzhiye for 1,400 spiritual stones."

After hearing this, Yu Xiao, who had been clenching his fists, let out a long breath, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

After just a short while, his palms were already covered in sweat.
Chapter completed!