"Sixty thousand spiritual stones." Another monk in black said lazily.
Ning Chen glanced at him and found no trace of him practicing thunder attribute skills.
"Old ghost Zuo, why are you joining in the fun?" the rough monk named Lao Wang said dissatisfied.
The monk in black glanced at Lao Wang and had no intention of explaining at all.
"It seems that this guy doesn't have any deterrent effect." Ning Chen couldn't help but want to laugh. This guy named Lao Wang also said that he wanted everyone to give up the lightning-struck wood to him. If he was grateful, it seemed that everyone didn't
Needing his gratitude is like a slap in the face every minute.
Of course, even if he slaps him in the face, he is actually a late-stage Ning Yuan monk. No one dares to make fun of him openly if he doesn't give him face. At most, he just pretends to disappear.
"Sixty-five thousand spiritual stones!" Lao Wang didn't get the answer, curled his lips and continued to bid.
"Sixty-eight thousand." The skinny old man with a goatee also added some money, but not too much at once.
"Eighty thousand." The monk in black still looked lazy, but when it came to financial resources, he was probably stronger than the monk named Wang and the skinny old man.
The skinny old man glanced at him to confirm the black-clothed monk's determination, then licked his lips and stopped talking.
The monk surnamed Wang had a tangled expression on his face. The price had exceeded his budget. However, the materials for refining weapons with thunder attributes were already scarce. He didn’t have a magical weapon of his own yet. If he missed this piece of lightning-struck wood, God knows what would happen to him.
How long to wait.
"Eighty-five thousand, Brother Zuo, you don't practice thunder-type skills, why are you trying to rob me?" the monk surnamed Wang muttered.
"One hundred thousand." The black-clothed monk added another fifteen thousand without hesitation. However, seeing the ugly look on the monk's face, he still explained, "I have a friend who practices thunder-type skills.
"
Lao Wang is just a casual cultivator. Although his strength is not very good, he is still a late-stage Yuan Ning Yuan cultivator after all, and he cannot offend him to death.
Ning Chen blinked. This monk surnamed Zuo was quite a temperamental person. He was willing to spend a hundred thousand spiritual stones for his friends. This was not a small amount. Even on Earth, there were not many such good friends.
"I told you, Old Ghost Zuo, you have fallen in love with Fairy Ao Qiong, right?" the monk surnamed Wang exclaimed.
The other monks also reacted one after another and looked at the monk in black with strange eyes. It seemed that everyone knew about Fairy Yi Qiong.
As for Ning Chen, of course he didn't know Fairy Yi Qiong, and more importantly, no one explained it to him, so he couldn't even eat melon in peace even if he wanted to.
"What's wrong? Isn't it okay?" the monk in black replied lazily and admitted simply.
"Okay, of course, Fairy Yi Qiong, she is like a fairy from heaven descending to earth. Of course I have no objection to Old Wang, Old Ghost Zuo, you are so awesome." The monk surnamed Wang said dryly.
Ning Chen blinked, feeling that this monk named Wang seemed to have suffered a loss at the hands of Fairy Ao Qiong.
"Hahaha, Fairy Ao Qiong has a beautiful appearance and a fiery personality. Only Zuo Laogui and your lazy temperament can stand her. I think you two are a perfect match." Another monk helped Ning Chen clear up his confusion.
, I finally understand why everyone has this expression after hearing Fairy Ao Qiong’s name.
Isn’t she just a man-in-law?
The name is just too tempting. If she were called Guo Shengnan, Ning Chen guarantees that he would be able to figure out what she looks like.
The monk in black called for 100,000 spirit stones, which is already the price of a complete high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon. However, the monk surnamed Wang obviously did not dare to continue the fight when he heard the name of Fairy Ao Qiong. Besides, even if
Even if they fought, they couldn't compete with the monk in black, so he also stopped.
Seeing this scene, Mo Lan was about to send the lightning strike wood to the monk in black to settle the spiritual stones. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a clear voice broke the peace of the auction, "Twenty thousand spiritual stones.
"
The person who spoke was Ning Chen, who directly raised the offer from 100,000 to 120,000.
In fact, if he wasn't worried about being suspected by other monks, Ning Chen would have wanted to directly bid 200,000 yuan.
The godly Ten Thousand Years Lingyun Wood, in Ning Chen's opinion, is more than a hundred thousand years old. The endless thunder power is wrapped and refined by the aura in the wood's heart, and this aura is secretive and restrained, suppressed by the remaining thunder power.
That's why it shows the quality of Xuan level top grade.
If Ning Chen hadn't practiced the "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sutra" and the "Five Elements Sutra", and was extremely sensitive to the power of thunder and the breath of wood, he might have been concealed.
When the immortal vitality in Jie Mu's heart refines the thunder, I am afraid that a powerful heavenly material and earthly treasure will be born. After a little refinement, it will become a proper earth-level magic weapon, and it will also be very powerful.
That kind of.
Apart from Ning Chen, only the Golden Elixir Ancestor could probably detect this secret aura. Unfortunately, there was no Golden Elixir Ancestor present, so if Ning Chen didn't seize the opportunity to buy it, he himself would not forgive himself.
What is an opportunity? This is an opportunity!
All the monks present looked at Ning Chen.
Ning Chen's identity is no longer a secret. He killed Gu Xianyang, a half-step golden elixir, and offended Fentian Valley and the God of War Sect, but he is still alive and kicking. The monks present will definitely not underestimate him.
The eyes of the monks from the Peng family and the Lingxiao Sect flickered. The monk surnamed Zuo narrowed his eyes and asked pointedly, "Fellow Daoist Ning is also interested in this lightning strike?"
Although there was no need to explain, Ning Chen still raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A purple-gold electric light shone on his fingertips, making a soft crackling sound.
"I have also learned a lightning technique. This piece of lightning strike wood can be used to refine a magic sword."
Everyone looked relieved. Although they were not sure how Ning Chen, who knew how to escape from the earth, could practice a thunder method, just think about it. Asking others about their skills in depth, do you want to make enemies?
He practices thunder-type skills, his cultivation is advanced, and he has no friendship with you, so threats or attempts at friendship are useless. In this case, you can only rely on spiritual stones to speak.
"One hundred and thirty thousand spiritual stones." The monk in black sat up straight and finally became serious.
"One hundred and fifty thousand." Ning Chen said lightly. Lightning attribute materials are rare and precious. Although the price is obviously high, it is still reasonable.
"One hundred and sixty thousand."
"One hundred and eighty thousand." Ning Chen added a lot each time, but it was not a disappointing amount.
He would rather add it slowly than pay a high price all at once. Although this can scare some people away, it may also arouse some people's suspicion.
Come to compete with him. With their sect background, Ning Chen may not be able to compete with him.
The monk in black frowned, the price was far higher than the value of the lightning strike wood.
"Two hundred thousand." The monk in black gave the highest price he could accept.
"Two hundred and one thousand." Ning Chen added without hesitation.