As expected, the woman surnamed Wang began to explain. However, there was still a cold "humph" coming from the Yang family's box on the second floor, which was obviously dissatisfied with Wang Yuling.
The woman surnamed Wang didn't take it seriously. She was just a foundation-building monk who was about to expire. He, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, didn't take it seriously.
I saw her moving her lips lightly, and her quiet and slightly seductive voice immediately rippled through the entire auction venue.
"The price increase of this Jin Yan Gang Qi is naturally different from the previous common items.
Two Golden Flame Gang Qi are not only sold individually, but the starting price is 3,000 spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 100 spirit stones.
If the spirit stones are not enough, you can also use the on-site auction of magic elixirs to obtain spirit stones or directly mortgage them, and our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce will estimate the price."
Wang Yuling said to everyone with a smile on her face and a normal expression.
Although this price is far beyond what the Qi-training monks on this floor can afford, there are still some wealthy people.
I only heard a young male voice coming from among the casual cultivators on the first floor:
"Three thousand and five hundred spirit stones, I want them!"
A young man in the lobby on the first floor said with arrogance.
Everyone looked at this young man and saw that the fluctuations in his spiritual power were still in the Qi training stage, and his own cultivation was only at the level of the ninth level of Qi training.
However, there was a strong fire-attributed aura emanating from his body. Presumably this person was practicing fire-attributed exercises, so it would be a good idea to use this golden aura to build the foundation.
Immediately, a big man with a beard laughed and said:
"Whose little brat are you? You want to get this golden energy with 3,500 spirit stones!
I will give you four thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"
After speaking, he glanced arrogantly at the young man who had just spoken. He exuded an aura of aura, and it was obvious that this bearded man was also a Foundation Establishment Master.
This young man was young after all, but his face was already red from suppressing it, and the followers around him kept trying to persuade him.
I saw him throw away the hand held by his entourage, cupped his hand, and then said loudly to the booth:
"I'm offering 4,500 spirit stones. My father is the Master of Spirit Snake on Spirit Snake Island in the South China Sea. I hope you guys can give me some help!"
As soon as everyone heard the name of Master Spirit Snake, there was a commotion in the hall on this floor.
Even Chen Yukun, who was in the box on the second floor, had an ugly look on his face at this time, but within a moment, his expression suddenly returned to normal as if he had made up his mind.
Chen Zhiyu looked at his second grandfather's face and understood that Master Spirit Snake was probably a difficult person to deal with, so he couldn't help but glance at his second uncle.
Chen Shiyun also saw the way his nephew Chen Zhiyu looked at him.
He is not Chen Zhiyu. He has never been out a few times and does not know the reputation of this spiritual snake master.
This Master Spirit Snake is a monk in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion. The place he lives in is called Spirit Snake Island. There are many poisons on the island and his methods are vicious. He is a frightened monk.
Chen Shiyun also saw the resolute look in his second uncle's eyes just now. It was obvious that he wanted to offend this master of the spiritual snake family for his own sake.
He was very touched by his second uncle's behavior, but he could not let his second uncle or even his family fall into crisis because of him.
Today, there are no monks in the Zifu realm in the family, and the strongest one is the ancestor Chen Jinghua who is in the late stage of foundation building. How can I let the family face an ancestor in the Zifu realm for me?
He really wants to build a foundation, longs for the great road, and longs for the extra three years of life out of thin air, but he is not a selfish person.
He cupped his hands slightly, lowered his head, his hesitant face instantly became firm, and said to his second uncle Chen Yukun:
"Second Uncle, I don't want this Jin Yan Gang Qi anymore, I decided to attack the foundation building stage on my own!"
After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Chen Yukun with a determined expression.
Chen Yukun touched his beard habitually, and then suddenly said seriously to Chen Zhiyu's second uncle Chen Shiyun:
"Nonsense! You think foundation building is so easy. You have already tried to build a foundation prematurely once. You should know how difficult it is!"
Seeing that his nephew was so sensible and aware of the stakes, Chen Yukun felt a little relieved.
Then he softened his tone and said:
"Don't worry, although Master Spirit Snake is powerful, my Chen family is not a vegetarian either."
Then he snorted coldly, and then said:
"Shiyun, you are already over sixty years old. If you don't build the foundation, after this opportunity has passed, it will be too late!
Second uncle knows what you are thinking, it’s just that my Chen family does not have an ancestor who is in the Zifu realm, and he is worried that we will steal this golden flame and Master Spirit Snake will come to your door, but have you forgotten the Lion Ancestor?"
Chen Shiyun exclaimed: "The Lion Ancestor is still alive?"
As he spoke, he looked at his second uncle with a dubious expression. He was afraid that his second uncle would deliberately lie to him in order to allow him to build his foundation.
Chen Yukun nodded slightly. But he didn't tell Chen Shiyun that the Lion Clan's condition was not good either.
The reason why he did this was selfish. He almost brought up this child Shiyun, so he certainly had feelings for him. He had built the foundation thanks to his elder brother. He would not leave Chen Shiyun alone no matter what.
Furthermore, Master Spiritual Snake is far away on the South China Sea Islands. It would take more than half a month to reach Wu State even if he uses all his magic and weapons to get here. He may not be willing to stay close to the two golden flames.
Wanli came here to cause trouble for the Chen family, otherwise his old nest might not be able to be saved.
Moreover, in addition to relying on the Lion Clan and the Clan Protector Formation, the Chen family also has a clan member who practices in the Yunwu Sect: Chen Shihan.
This tribesman also has the qualifications of dual spiritual roots. Although he joined the sect, his relationship with the family has never been alienated in the slightest. He is now eighty-five years old and has reached the peak of the fifth level of foundation building. I am afraid that in a few decades he will be
We can build the Purple Mansion.
And no matter what, the Chen family is also an affiliated family of the Yunwu Sect. If the Nanhai monks come to attack and destroy their affiliated family, the Yunwu Sect may not be able to gain a foothold in Wu or even Qingzhou.
Master Spirit Snake is not a fool. He would go to war with the Chen family over such a trivial matter, allowing others to take advantage of it. The answer is of course impossible.
So he spoke directly to stop Chen Shiyun who wanted to continue talking, and said loudly:
"Six thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"
Hearing an energetic voice coming from the private room on the second floor, Wang Yuling smoothed her hair from her temples and said charmingly to the crowd:
"The price in Box No. 6 on the second floor is 6,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Is there any higher price than this?"
"This is the golden energy that can increase the chance of foundation building by 20%!"
Seeing that everyone was stunned for a moment, the woman named Wang continued to speak seductively.
"Six thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones! Whoever increases the price is an enemy of our Spirit Snake Island!"
The young man who spoke before started shouting again.
As for the bearded man, after thinking about it, he chose to remain silent and did not argue with the young man.
At this time, the woman surnamed Wang on the booth had a frosty look on her face and her anger was slightly dissipated. She slowly said:
"Is this young master planning to bully others in my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce and lower the price of my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce?"
When the young master was about to speak again, the attendant next to him grabbed him and then said:
"Fairy, don't blame me. My young master is spoiled and doesn't know the rules of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. Please forgive me!"
His aura also dissipated, and he turned out to be a foundation-building master.
Seeing the momentum of Master Ji Zhu spread out, the woman surnamed Wang immediately shouted: "You are planning to use my Wanbao to suppress others, right?"
Master Ji Zhu said rather frivolously:
"Don't dare! Don't dare!"
The woman surnamed Wang called out "Old Mo". An imposing old man in black clothes appeared on the booth like a ghost.
I saw the Master Foundation Establishment slapping his palm towards the void. The Master Establishment Master who was still arrogant just now fell to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood mixed with some internal organs, and then struggled to speak.
:
"You are the ancestor of Zifu Realm!" He immediately fainted.
The anxious young man hurriedly called "Mr. Lin" "Mr. Lin"
I just heard the old man say something again
"Quiet!"
The young master who was still a little bit crying immediately became quiet.
Although he is arrogant, it does not mean that he is stupid. The aura that the old man inadvertently showed just now is stronger than Mr. Lin, but slightly weaker than his father. No matter how stupid he is, he knows that this old man is an old man in the Purple Mansion Realm.
A monster.
When the old man saw that the venue was quiet, he disappeared from the eyes of everyone like a ghost. However, the aura he inadvertently revealed still pressed hard on everyone's chests.
At this time, the woman surnamed Wang spoke again: "Next, the auction will begin!"
"A fellow Taoist has just made an offer for six thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Is there anything higher than this?
This is a spiritual object that can assist people in building foundations, and two golden flames can increase the chance of success by a full 20%!"
The woman named Wang continued to speak in a seductive tone.
This is another voice coming from the Yang family's box on the second floor:
"I will give you eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"
The Yang family's foundation-building master directly added a full 1,500 low-grade spiritual stones, and it seemed that he was bound to win.
The foundation-building masters and Qi-training monks in the hall on the first floor had given up fighting, and no one spoke again.
The arrogant young man just left the auction house with his injured Foundation Establishment guard.
It’s just destined that someone doesn’t want the Yang family’s foundation-building master to succeed. I only heard a female voice:
"I bid you nine thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"
I saw it was coming from the box of the Huo Family Establishment Master on the second floor.
At this time, in the Yang family's box, the old Master Ji Zhu had an angry look on his face. He smashed the newly replaced century-old pear wood table in anger and spilled the spiritual tea on the ground.
I could only hear the old man from the Yang family scolding fiercely:
"You humble servants of the Huo family, one day I will make you kneel in front of me, and you will have to live or die!"
For a moment, he forgot about the fact that his life was about to end.
I saw him transmitting a message to the real Mo family next door and saying:
"Brother Feiyu, please lend me some spirit stones! When my family successfully builds the foundation tomorrow, I will definitely return the spirit stones as soon as possible!"
The Ming'er mentioned by the real person surnamed Yang is his grandson Yang Congming, one of the nine-level qi cultivators who is most likely to build the foundation of the Yang family, Yang's biological grandson!
Mo Feiyu on the other side was worried. After all, although the two families were in an alliance, the Yang family was no longer strong enough to talk to them on an equal footing. When Old Ghost Yang died, the Yang family's third-level spiritual veins
It will also become the bag of the other four families.
Moreover, one of their tribesmen is in the Yunwu Sect and is about to face Foundation Establishment. When the time comes, the exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill will need to be carefully planned and cost spiritual stones. The auction is only halfway through. If the spiritual stone is lent to him, it will be the finale.
However, their Mo family is not qualified to participate in the competition.
He immediately had an idea and said to the foundation-building monks of the Yang family:
"I also want to help Brother Yang, but I am short of money and don't have any extra spiritual stones. Why don't I give Brother Yang three hundred spiritual stones privately."
When Master Yang Jiji heard the humiliating words from the Mo family, his lungs exploded with anger. He immediately lowered his face and stopped talking to Master Mo.