Chapter 263 The storm is coming 25

As Mr. Hong finished speaking, the auction house became quiet. Needless to say, the spiritual enhancement pill, not to mention the priceless pill, is definitely a must-have. Eating a spiritual enhancement pill can increase a certain level of cultivation. Of course, how much it increases depends on the quality of the spiritual enhancement pill.

Yang Chen once got the Spirit-Enhanced Pill, the man who claimed to be Rong Qingcheng, Yang Chen accidentally got something she left behind in Qingling Mountains, including such a pill.

After Zhao Hong finished speaking, no one offered. It seemed that there should be no pharmacist who came here today, because it is indeed useless for ordinary people to buy such medicinal materials. Although he was the material for refining this kind of elixir, there was no pharmacist, and everything was empty talk. Just when the atmosphere on the scene was a little cold, Yang Chen found that there was a person bidding in a corner of the auction house.

"Five hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

He shouted out directly. There is actually no need to shout out loud in the auction hall. If you raise a sign, others will know that you have bid. This person shouted out the price, but it was just because it promoted the atmosphere of the auction hall. Yang Chen must be the one from the Red Mansion. Because generally no one bids so loudly. Generally speaking, bidding is a bid. Some auction halls with more complete facilities do not even need to raise a sign. If you enter the price you offer on special equipment, he will come out realistically. In this way, he can better function to protect the privacy of monks.

Needless to say, the big guys in the private room bid in this way. Enter the price they want to pay on the crystal on the table, and the current bidding for the auction items will be displayed on the crystal screen in the lobby.

"Five hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones! Are there any more bids? Are there any more bids? Five hundred and fifty times? There are still more bids? Opportunities must not be missed. If you refine it into the spirit-enhancing pill, your cultivation will be just around the corner. Five hundred and fifty times, twice, everyone... "

However, no one in the audience bids. The price of this spiritual medicine of 5500 is actually available outside, but it may not be that easy to encounter. Zhao Hong feels that the auction of medicinal materials may not be optimistic about today, but it doesn’t matter. These things are all accumulated by the Red Mansions. Please control the price yourself to see if you can make the atmosphere liven up.

"The third of five hundred and fifty spirit stones..."

"Six hundred spirit stones!"

Yang Chen raised the sign in his hand. When Zhao Hong saw someone bid, he was so happy that he cracked open and said loudly;

"Six hundred spirit stones, are there any more, six hundred spirit stones, are there any more, six hundred spirit stones once, are there any more, six hundred spirit stones twice?"

Yang Chen was not in a hurry. He wanted to buy this medicinal material at a price of more than 600. It seemed that the monk who had just bidded wanted to shout, but after seeing Zhao Hong's smiling gesture, most people would only think that it was Zhao Hong's personal habit, but Yang Chen did not believe it too much. Therefore, while welding, he deliberately or unintentionally looked at the monk who was a little far away from him, and there was a smile on his lips. Zhao Hong saw Yang Chen's bidding, so he naturally had to look at Yang Chen. The smile on Yang Chen's face was naturally seen by him. So he didn't ask his own people to increase the price, because if others discovered it, it would damage the reputation of the Red Mansion. Of course, everyone understands this method, but it just doesn't point it out.

"Three times six hundred spirit stones! Okay, this spiritual medicine is returned to fellow Taoist No. 785!"

"Next, the second piece is auctioned off, a long sword, this sword is cut like mud, please see..."

Sigh, a black iron block was separated by a sword. Everyone could see that the monk who was testing the sword did not use spiritual energy, and his cultivation level was not high, so the result was naturally convinced by everyone.

This sword is really as sharp as mud, but after all, it is just an intermediate magic weapon, which is not tempting for a Jindan monk. However, for a foundation-building monk, an intermediate magic weapon is already tempting enough. A weapon with a sword is sometimes equal to a life, so many people are willing to spend a lot of money to purchase weapons.

"This long sword comes from the Zhu family of the weapon refiner in Baiyue City, and the starting price is 600 spirit stones!"

Many monks' eyes were lit up, and the Zhu family had a great reputation, and the weapons they built were also very good. The sword had a slender body, a translucent luster, a flash of cold light, and was extremely sharp, so the foundation-building monks went crazy, and the entire auction hall became a little noisy for a while. Of course, there were not many people who could afford it, but it was still possible to make a fuss.

“Six hundred and five…”

"Seven hundred..."

"Seven hundred and five...eight hundred..."

"A thousand..."

"One thousand five hundred. Is there any more, one thousand five hundred once, this fellow Taoist 1,555, that one thousand six hundred, is there any more?"

"One thousand six hundred times, one thousand six hundred times, one thousand six hundred times, one thousand six hundred five, a fellow Taoist bid, one thousand six hundred five, a weapon with a sword is another life of a monk, so when do you do not take action at this time? One thousand seven hundred, is there any?"
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