Cheng Buzheng looked at the jade with uneasiness, fearing that the other party would bid again!
at the same time.
In private room No. 821 on the second floor.
An old man sitting on a chair swayed and appeared in front of the chair on the side to stop the young monk's movements.
He quickly said:
"Yu'er, forget it!"
"There must be treasures below that can help break through the bottleneck. Just give up this time!"
The handsome-faced young man said somewhat puzzledly:
"Grandpa, why?"
"My mother can handle me! Otherwise I won't be able to handle the job when I go back."
"Even if the other party is a descendant of True Monarch Nascent Soul, you can't be so domineering!"
"We can't take it out on you and me because of this matter!"
"Besides, grandpa, you are also a real Jindan, so you can't be like this!"
The old man said bitterly:
"Yu'er, you think too highly of your grandfather!"
"I'm just a golden elixir stage monk."
"The private rooms on the second floor are among the first 200 private rooms. They are all private rooms for Nascent Soul Stage monks in Zhenhai League. We can't afford to offend!"
"forget it!"
······
Cheng Bu Zheng felt slightly relieved when he saw that the other party did not bid.
If you know the conversation in the other party's private room, you don't have to worry so much!
It's a pity that he doesn't know.
After one breath.
Cheng Buzheng's eyes turned to the small hammer in Ouyang Wan'eryu's hand, hoping that the hammer would fall down quickly.
I saw a clear and sweet voice coming from Ouyang Wan'er's pink and thin lips.
In the past, he had thought that this woman's voice was very pregnant, as if it had been lingering in his ears for three days.
But at this moment, Cheng Bizheng disliked this woman's procrastination and was not decisive at all!
It will never feel the same again.
"three"
···
"two"
···
"one"
"Boom!"
As the hammer falls.
A very pleasant voice came from Ouyang Wan'er's pink jade lips;
"Congratulations to distinguished guest No. 2-142-7 for auctioning this bottle of Earthly Milk Essence."
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng knew he was stable this time, and at the same time he breathed out softly, as if his heart had finally returned to his stomach.
At this time.
Facing the congratulations of Jiang Fugui and Jiang Siling, he looked happy and clasped his fists in gesture.
After some polite greetings.
Later.
After Cheng Buzheng bowed directly to Lord Mingxiang, he greeted brother and sister Jiang Fugui, opened the door and walked straight to the treasure room.
Since he didn't have that many spiritual stones in his storage bag, he could only prepare to use the Golden Snake as collateral.
At the same time, it was also to trade the bottle of Earthly Milk Essence as soon as possible.
——It’s safe to drop the bag.
This has always been his philosophy.
Otherwise, he would have trouble sitting and sleeping in the private room.
A quarter of an hour later.
Cheng Buzheng walked from the treasure room with brisk steps.
At this time, he had disposed of all four golden snakes in the storage bag.
At the same time, there was an additional bottle of Earthly Milk Essence in the storage bag, and there were only more than 3,000 pieces of spiritual stone left.
Return to the private room.
Cheng Buzheng sat back on chair No. 7 with a smile on his face, and calmly looked at Ouyang Wan'er in the spiritual wall with a happy mood.
Treasures one by one were auctioned off.
There are also elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can assist monks in the foundation-building stage to break through.
But the price of each treasure is one or two levels higher than his price.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng also knew how much credit he had for being able to auction off more than 50,000 pieces of spiritual stones to obtain the Earthly Milk Spiritual Essence. In other words, he was in the favor of True Lord Mingxiang.
If he participates in the Wanbao Conference on the first floor, he may need to spend more spiritual stones.
What's more, I don't have that many spiritual stones.
perhaps.
Maybe this time, I will return empty-handed!
"The intimidating power of True Lord Nascent Soul cannot be underestimated!"
Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.
Regarding this.
He also felt very happy!
With more than 5,000 treasures being auctioned.
Cheng Buzheng also discovered that treasures from heaven, materials and earth appeared more and more frequently.
Occasionally.
More than a dozen low-grade magic weapons were auctioned.
Every low-grade magic weapon was auctioned for a sky-high price, a sum that Cheng Buzheng had never owned before.
Just when Cheng Buzheng felt shocked!
The auction continued for two consecutive days, and the treasure exhibitor Ouyang Wan'er still displayed the treasures with a smile, without showing any signs of fatigue!
"The next treasure is a rare item!"
"Fellow Taoists, you should also know how rare rare objects are."
“No further talk, I’d like to invite you for a rare gift!”
Ouyang Wan'er said with a sweet smile.
In an instant, an inspiration flashed on the treasure display table in front of her, and a jade plate hidden by a red cloth appeared on the table.
Ouyang Wan'er opened the red cloth, revealing a seemingly ordinary stone.
"I believe many seniors have recognized the origin of this strange object!"
"Yes, this is exactly the rumored sword sharpening stone. It is the most rare treasure that swordsmen long for."
"This rare object can not only sharpen the sword spirit quickly and make it grow rapidly, but it can also be smelted into sword magic weapons to increase its power!"
"The starting price is five hundred thousand spiritual stones!"
The words just fell.
Sky lanterns were quickly lit up.
At the same time, the jade on the lotus-shaped high platform was changing rapidly.
Cheng Buzheng, who was in the private room, secretly lamented how rich the high-level monks were. He also discovered the obvious master who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, and he also opened his eyes.
Then, click on a price directly on the jade on the chair handle.
visible.
This strange object definitely has unimaginable temptation for the Nascent Soul Stage monks.
at the same time.
A middle-aged monk carrying a sword on his back walked expressionlessly from the private room to the terrace and stood at the railing. The lanterns on both sides behind him also flashed with light.
The brightness of its sky lantern is more than three times higher than the brightness of Cheng Buzhidian's sky lantern.
Sky lanterns of this level are the highest-standard sky lanterns at the Wanbao Conference, and they are also triple sky lanterns.
He looked at the lotus-shaped high platform quietly. Although he said nothing, the terrifying sharp aura and sword energy surrounding him were overwhelming.
This person is a Yuanying stage monk.
immediately.
He spoke slowly and said calmly:
"I am bound to get this thing!"
This voice spread loudly throughout the venue.
Even Cheng Buzheng, who was in the private room, could hear it clearly.
Hear the words.
Mingxiang Zhenjun frowned, thought for a moment, then stood up directly, opened the bead curtain and black gauze and came to the terrace!
See this.
Jiang Fugui and Jiang Siling also wanted to see the excitement, but Cheng Buzheng shook his head slightly.
The two of them also knew what he meant.
It would be better for the juniors not to join in and watch the fight between the Nascent Soul Lord.
Although I can't do anything, if one day I meet you outside and I'm pinched to death by Zhenjun who is in a bad mood, it will be too unfair!
at the same time.
From the private room on the second floor, a Yuanying boss walked out and came to the terrace.
Seeing the True Lord carrying a sword on his back, they couldn't help but frown, and then nodded slightly.
Without waiting for the sword-carrying True Lord to return the favor, he turned around and walked back to the private room.
They also know that sword cultivators are always straightforward and never mince words.
It is enough to show the importance of this rare object to the sword cultivator!
certainly.
There were also vast streams of spiritual consciousness shooting out from the private room, but their true form was not revealed!
Not long after.
Master Mingxiang returned to the private room, sat on a chair, closed his eyes again and rested, and stopped bidding.
"Which powerful voice did you hear just now?"
Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.
Although he was curious, he didn't want to stir up trouble, so staying quietly in the private room was the best option.
After the auction ends, there will definitely be news.
When the time comes, you will know after a little inquiry!
Now, there is no need to be so curious.
After all, curiosity killed the cat, he still understands this truth.