He felt that the dark red blood in the dead wood contained an aura that made him shudder.
Although the breath was very weak, he could feel it clearly.
What kind of breath was this? His mind was spinning rapidly, and his face became extremely solemn.
"What's so good about this dead wood? It's worth 40,000 spiritual stones."
The ancient elf fiddled with the topaz in her hand, and her eyes showed doubts.
Xue Ningshang on the side also had a puzzled look in her beautiful eyes, and she didn't understand.
This is just a dead branch that was struck by thunder and lightning. Its own value is not as good as 40,000 spiritual stones.
"Mr. Ding, do you think that man is stupid? He has too much money and spends 40,000 spiritual stones to buy a piece of blue wood."
It seems that the ancient elf always asks Ding Xiaoyi when she encounters something puzzling. This has become a habit of hers.
But her question did not receive a response from Ding Xiaoyi. She turned to look at Ding Xiaoyi.
"Master Ding???????????????Young Master, don't you also have a crush on this Cangmu?"
The voice of the ancient elf broke Ding Xiaoyi's contemplation, and she looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a pair of clear eyes.
Xue Ningshang knew that Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about the cang tree. She felt that Ding Xiaoyi cared about the mysterious man who offered 40,000 spirit stones.
"Oh, what did you say?"
Ding Xiaoyi didn't hear what the ancient elf asked, so he asked again awkwardly.
At the same time, a term also appeared in his mind-immortal pith wood.
He felt that the piece of green wood that Jia Zhengjing was turning over in his hand was the fairy pith wood, a sacred tree dyed with the blood of real immortals.
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It was actually a fairy pith tree, but he felt that the chance of this was very small.
If he hadn't had the Yin-Yang Samsara Eye, he wouldn't have been able to see through that there was actually a drop of immortal essence hidden in the green wood.
The drop of immortal marrow has been weakened tens of thousands of times. It is not impossible to refine the immortal marrow, but the spirit stones in Ding Xiaoyi's Qiankun bag are no longer enough.
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The idea of robbery came up in his mind again, and this idea became more and more intense.
"Miss Gu, if I want to take a picture of that Cangmu, can you help me?"
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he asked the ancient elf.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was like a wolf grandma, seducing an ignorant girl.
Naturally, the ancient elves can't help much, but Ning Wuzhe is a towering tree.
Of course, hugging the thighs means hugging the thicker thighs.
Ning Wuzhe is undoubtedly the kind of person who is the best to hug, and the innocence of the ancient elf is the best to deceive.
It's just that Ding Xiaoyi despises his own shamelessness in his heart, but he really wants to get the fairy marrow wood. He wants to know what a real fairy looks like.
"ah……",
The ancient elf obviously hadn't reacted yet, and his innocent eyes looked at Ding Xiaoyi for a while.
"Master Ding, are you out of your mind? This green tree only contains the Law of Thunder and Lightning. Besides, don't you have Zhuo Shi Qing Lian? It seems easier to understand the power of the Law of Thunder and Lightning in Zhuo Shi Qing Lian.
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The ancient elf asked Ding Xiaoyi in confusion.
"Forty thousand spiritual stones, is there anyone with a higher bid? If not, this Cangmu will return...",
Jia Zhengjing's melodious voice sounded, and his words were interrupted by a rough and violent voice.
"I'm offering forty-five thousand spiritual stones." Another buyer in a VIP room.
When he heard that another buyer was bidding, the proud smile on Jia Zhengjing's face became more intense, like an old fox whose conspiracy had succeeded.
"Forty-five thousand spiritual stones, another buyer has offered a new price, and no one has offered a higher price yet. If you can't buy the forty-five thousand spiritual stones, you will suffer a loss and you won't be fooled. I guarantee you will get good value for money."
Jia Zhengjing is definitely the best auction host, he is best at mobilizing the atmosphere in the auction room.
"Fifty thousand spiritual stones",
And that deep voice sounded again, and everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.
This Cangmu was actually auctioned for 50,000 spirit stones.
After that deep voice, the auction house fell into silence again.
Everyone held their breath, and an invisible contest began.
"Fifty-five thousand spiritual stones",
The rough and violent voice sounded again,
No one knows who the owner of that rough voice is, they only know that the rough voice comes from somewhere private.
Strong men and big bosses are the ones who cannot be messed with.
The expressions on everyone's faces began to change, and the auction turned into a showdown of strength.
After hearing three consecutive quotes,
The ancient elf looked at Ding Xiaoyi. She didn't understand why Ding Xiaoyi wanted to take a picture of that useless cang tree.
Xue Ningshang was also puzzled.
She always thought that Ding Xiaoyi was interested in the mysterious buyer, but she never thought that Ding Xiaoyi would be interested in a piece of cang wood.
"Fifty-five thousand spiritual stones, is there any higher bid?"
???????????????Jia Zhengjing's wretched expression began to become serious,
Fifty-five thousand spiritual stones were beyond his control. Although he would get a huge commission for hosting this auction, this commission was a hot deal.
"Sixty thousand",
As soon as Jia Zhengzheng finished speaking, the deep voice sounded again,
From the deep voice, it could be heard that the buyer was not too troubled and his tone was calm.
"Oh my god, sixty thousand spiritual stones."
After the deep voice sounded, there was a burst of excitement in the auction room.
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All the buyers looked at her with dismay, and they couldn't hide the shocked expressions on their faces.
Sixty thousand spiritual stones are not 60,000 gold coins. A thousand gold coins cannot buy one spiritual stone. Who doesn’t know this truth?
But the mysterious buyer had deep pockets and quoted a price of 60,000 yuan without hesitation.
This price can crush almost all the buyers in the entire auction venue.
Who has such a rich fortune?
Not to mention 60,000, there are only a handful of buyers with 10,000 spiritual stones.
"Forget it, I'd better give up",
Ding Xiaoyi knew that this fairy marrow tree would pass him by, and he couldn't help but feel regretful.
The fairy marrow wood contains a drop of fairy marrow, which is fairy blood.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to take a picture of the fairy pith tree on impulse, but he was short of money.
"You should have given up a long time ago. It's just a piece of blue wood. I'll ask Master who was stupid enough to pay such a high price to buy that blue tree."
Although the ancient elf is innocent, she also has a gossipy heart, and she is also very curious about the mysterious buyer.
After the deep voice announced the sixty thousand spirit stones, the rough voice never sounded again.
In the end, the green wood was finally won by the buyer with a deep voice.
Ding Xiaoyi also knew that the deep voice was in the private room at Tianzi No. 8, but he did not know the true identity of its buyer.