"Foolish people have too much money."

Zhuzhu was not talking about the monk in Room E, but Dongfang Ling.

He originally wanted to reveal his identity so that other bidders would retreat, but he fell into the trap of the monk in Room E without knowing it.

Just watch, the monk in Room E will definitely raise the price of Ice Spirit Grass to several times higher than the market price, and then give up the auction.

Dongfang Ling was hit by the provocative technique. He was currently competing with the monk in the E-shaped private room. He couldn't see the opponent's purpose at all, and he would definitely bleed out in the end.

However, Zhuzhu didn't have the slightest sympathy for Dongfang Ling in Room No. Ren. Who made him unwilling to compete fairly at the auction? He only wanted to point out his identity to scare away other monks. He was also impulsive, irritable and had no brains.

You deserve to fall into someone else's trap!

The price of the ninth-grade ice spirit grass has been quoted by Dongfang Ling as high-grade spiritual stones as 150,000 yuan.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see the bidding in Room E. He looked at the monk in Room E proudly and said, "Is it possible that the Taoist monk in Room E on the second floor is short of money?"

The monk in Room E smiled and said: "Since Young Master Dongfang is willing to pay 150,000 yuan for the high-grade spiritual stone, it clearly shows that he loves the ninth-grade ice spirit grass very much, and I will not do anything to win people's love.

I won’t continue shooting anymore.”

"What do you mean?"

Dongfang Ling came to his senses and realized that he had been tricked by the monk in Room E.

150,000 high-grade spiritual stones, let alone a ninth-grade ice spiritual grass, could be purchased at this price even for a low-grade innate spiritual grade herb. However, he paid a full 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones for a price that was more than the market price.

A nine-grade spiritual grass.

You can buy three ninth-grade Ice Spirit Grasses at this price.

"You provoked me on purpose, how can this be counted?"

Dongfang Ling didn't want to admit this result and wanted to give up the shot, but Wanbao Pavilion was not a vegetarian. Even if Dongfang Ling had a background, now that he was standing on Wanbao Pavilion's territory, a powerful dragon could not overwhelm a local snake.

What's more, he is still in the Nascent Soul stage and is not yet a strong dragon.

Dongfang Ling had to spend 150,000 high-grade spiritual stones to buy the ninth-grade ice spirit grass.

In Room No. E, Qiao Yu looked helplessly at Su Ruike who looked proud: "Junior Brother Su, this is not what a gentleman would do!"

"I don't want to be a gentleman." Su Ruike didn't care.

"But Dongfang Ling has the entire Dongfang family as his backer, and he is the kind of person who seeks revenge. If you offend him like this, aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you?"

Qiao Yu also wanted to persuade him to restrain himself and not bring trouble to himself and the sect.

Su Ruike was puzzled: "Sister Qiao, why did you choose to practice in the first place?"

Qiao Yu was stunned: "Of course it's to become stronger."

"What's the purpose of becoming stronger? Is it so that you don't have to be controlled by others and don't have to be bullied by others?" Su Ruike's series of rhetorical questions left Qiao Yu speechless.

"Now that we have entered the Nascent Soul stage, why are we still afraid of these second-generation ancestors who bully others? Besides, you and I are both true disciples of the Qiankun Sect. In terms of status, we are no worse than the Young Master Dongfang. This is our Qiankun Sect.

Territory, there is nothing to be afraid of, if he is not stupid, he will not be fooled by me."

Su Ruike sneered, "He has no face if he says it. What are you afraid of?"

Yes, what are you afraid of?

Only then did Qiao Yu realize that since she became the senior sister of the Qiankun Sect, she always looked forward and backward in doing things and always wanted to be perfect.

Not only did he not want to disgrace the lintel of the Qiankun Sect, but he also did not want to make enemies for the sect, so he gradually forgot the original intention of practice, and just wanted to live a life of pleasure and grudges.

Who would have thought that in the end, being constrained by his own fame would make him more tired as he lived longer.

Now it's not as clear as my junior disciples can see and live a free and easy life.

After Qiao Yu figured it out, he no longer worried about offending Dongfang Ling. He felt relaxed: "Junior Brother Su is absolutely right."

When the next two lots were auctioned, the auction house was quite harmonious, and the highest bidder got it.

Six items were put up for auction in a row. Except for the monks in the lobby on the first floor and the monks in several private rooms on the second floor who were bidding, the other monks in the private rooms upstairs did not participate in the bidding.

It can be seen that what they want is the treasures that were presented at the end. These robes, ninth-grade spiritual grass and other things can't get into the eyes of the monks in the private rooms on the third to seventh floors.

The seventh lot was actually ten bottles of wine called Baicao Fruit Wine.

Mr. Chu: "This wine uses one hundred kinds of fifth-grade to eighth-grade spiritual herbs and one hundred kinds of sixth-grade to eighth-grade spiritual fruits. We also take the snow water melted from the ten thousand years of snow on the highest snow peak of Luoxian Mountain, and use dozens of

Brewed through process.

Not only does it have a unique taste, but every bite has a different texture, and it also has the effect of replenishing the spirit and replenishing the spirit.”

After finishing speaking, Mr. Chu picked up one of the pots of wine and poured a glass. He said, "Which fellow Taoist is willing to come up and have a drink? Only after tasting it will you know that I am not exaggerating."

The auction house suddenly fell silent, and the monk in the private room upstairs refused to go downstairs because of his identity.

When the monks in the hall on the first floor were still hesitating whether to step forward, they saw a female monk walking out of the Gui room on the second floor: "I am willing to taste it."

The female editor who walked out of the private room was Zhuzhu herself.

She had promised to search for fine wines all over the world for her master. When she heard that the auction item was spiritual wine, Zhuzhu immediately had the idea to take a picture of it.

Hearing that Mr. Chu invited the monks to taste it again, Zhuzhu also wanted to taste whether the Baicao fruit wine was as good as Mr. Chu said.

Mr. Chu saw that the first person who took the initiative to come up to taste the wine was the female cultivator who had been with the Buddhist cultivators before. He raised his hand and motioned Zhuzhu to come forward: "Then please invite this fellow Taoist to come up to the stage to taste the wine."

Zhuzhu flew to the high platform in the center of the auction house, came to Mr. Chu and accepted the wine from him.

When she first arrived on the stage, Zhuzhu could smell the strong aroma of wine.

But the aroma of this wine was different from the aroma of the spiritual wines that Zhuzhu had drunk before. Not only was the aroma more intense, but just one sniff made her feel much more refreshed.

It can be seen that Mr. Chu said that this wine can benefit the spirit, so he must be right.

Zhuzhu did not drink it down in one gulp, but first looked down at the spirit wine in the cup.

Baicaoguo spirit wine is thicker than ordinary spirit wine and has some light green color. Against the background of the white jade cup, it is as clear as a crystal clear lake.

Zhuzhu then picked it up and took a sip. The wine tasted sweet and refreshing, with a little bit of coldness and spiciness.

After entering the throat, Zhuzhu's throat felt a coolness spreading from the throat to the whole body, and the whole person suddenly felt lighter and more comfortable.

Those spiritual wines turned into rich, pure spiritual energy and replenishing energy. A ray of it swam towards the Dantian, making her cultivation a little bit more visible to the naked eye. A ray of it swam into the sea of ​​consciousness, and was absorbed by the Nascent Soul in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

, the power of the soul has also become stronger.

Don't underestimate this little bit, just throw it away.

If you want to make this kind of progress, Zhuzhu will have to practice hard for at least a few months or even a year or two to make such progress.

And she just took a sip of Baicao Fruit Spirit Wine.

Zhuzhu couldn't wait to drink the remaining half of the cup, and found that the taste of the wine this time was different from the first sip. It was two extremes.

It was no longer sweet and refreshing, but turned into a hot and strong fragrance. The hot air flowed to her limbs and eight channels and body, bringing a numbing and refreshing feeling.

Moreover, her body and soul have made some progress at the same time. Even after months of hard training, there are no side effects. It can indeed be called a treasure among wines.

It is also the best wine Zhuzhu has ever drunk.

If I could take pictures of a few pots for Master and take them back, Master and the old man would definitely be very happy.
Chapter completed!