.The monks downstairs were talking about it. Shen Qing was very sensitive and heard a lot of things clearly. When he heard that a treasure appeared, he felt a little expectant about this auction...

"Everyone, the time has come, and the auction will begin!"

As soon as Wan Liming finished speaking, he clapped his hands. At this time, a beautiful woman was holding a tray of graceful cloth on the wooden platform.

There is a piece of red silk covering the tray, covering the things in the tray. Those with a distance can also be explored by spiritual sense. Those with a distance can only be curious to guess what kind of treasure is placed in the tray?

Of course, since it is going to be auctioned, it will be seen sooner or later. Shen Qing is already far away and is too lazy to spend his spiritual sense to peek.

"Everyone, you have already asked for the first auction item. Let me fight first..." Wan Liming signaled the beautiful woman to uncover the red silk.

As soon as the red silk was opened, everyone looked closely and saw a piece of ore as big as a fist on the tray. The ore was pitch black and inconspicuous. Just a few more glances could make you feel the black ore emit a slight cold air.

"Yin Ming Stone!"

A monk exclaimed, and accompanied by the monk's cry, the hall suddenly made a "buzzing" sound again. The first auction item was the rare Yinming Stone, which was the auction that was a prize.

I'll go birds!

When Shen Qing learned that the first auction item was Yin Mingshi, his face changed and cursed in his heart.

I originally thought that for the first time I participated in such a large auction, I had to experience the process of the auction first, be familiar with the atmosphere, and wait until the things I needed appeared, it would not be too late to bid. I never thought that I had to take action before my butt was hot.

At this time, Wan Liming said in a deep voice: "You have recognized this thing, right? Yes, this thing is the Yinming Stone, which weighs 360 of them from the Nine Nether Abyss. You guys, this Yinming Stone has not appeared in Wan'an City for more than a year. It is a very precious material refining. Well, I don't talk much. The starting price is 5,000 spirit stones, and the minimum price is no less than one hundred spirit stones!"

"I'll come first! Five thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

"Five thousand six hundred spirit stones!"

"Five thousand seven hundred spirit stones!"

"Six thousand, I will produce six thousand spirit stones!"

In the blink of an eye, the Yinming Stone, which has a minimum price of 5,000 spirit stones, has increased by 1,000 spirit stones.

Shen Qing suddenly looked ugly. It seemed that Duobao Pavilion was well versed in auctions. The first auction item produced a rare precious mineral. The name of Yinming Stone was enough to attract the attention of the crowd, and it immediately ignited the enthusiasm of a group of monks. If you want to get it, you may have to pay a price.

Feng Ling, who was standing beside her, was observing Shen Qing's expression in secret. Seeing that Shen Qing's face was unhappy, she was ready to move. So she shouted and asked, "Young Master Shen, do you want to buy this item? My maid can bid for it."

After hearing this, Shen Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, wait a moment..."

In this way, the price of Yinming Stone rose a lot.

"Six thousand eight spirit stones!"

"Seven thousand!"

"Seven thousand three hundred spirit stones..."

"Uh, I'll give out 7,400 spirit stones..."

"Hmph, eight thousand spirit stones!"

At this time, someone directly added eight thousand spirit stones in one of the private rooms on the second floor. Although the real value of the Yin Ming Stone has not yet reached, the monk in the VIP private rooms upstairs made a offer, and a brief quiet suddenly appeared in the hall downstairs.

Just kidding, the characters who can sit in the VIP box are either the Foundation Establishment Cultivator or have a deep background. Ordinary monks really dare not bid with the people upstairs.

Shen Qing looked at the direction of the box bidding, and saw that the sound was the No. 8 box, which was several boxes away from him. He thought that there should be women serving in the box, and it was strange that it was not a woman who bid on behalf of him.

In my mind, Shen Qing couldn't help but glance at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling kept paying attention to Shen Qing. Seeing Shen Qing looking at him with inquisitive look, her mind was very quick: "Mr. Chen, did you want to ask the distinguished guest in the box that didn't ask someone to bid on his behalf?"

Shen Qing nodded.

Feng Ling smiled: "It's not surprising. Some distinguished guests like to bid for their own prices. The reason is that they rely on their own cultivation and want to retreat by themselves."

Feng Ling screamed, and Rou even said slightly, as if she was quite disdainful of the monks in the box. After all, as a person from Duoying Pavilion, Feng Ling naturally did not like that any monks relying on their identity and cultivation to force themselves to buy and sell at auction.

When Shen Qing heard this, Jiao couldn't help but smile bitterly. When the monks in the box were bidding, they consciously or unintentionally emitted a faint pressure, and the warning was quite strong. A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training was no different from an ant in front of the foundation-building cultivator, and he already wanted to give up. Feng Ling said a little sarcastic words, once she gave up, wouldn't she become a member of the idle people?

Feng Ling saw Shen Qing's appearance, and she thought about Lingling, she immediately guessed Shen Qing's concerns and chuckled softly: "Young Master Chen, as long as you want to bid for the Yinming Stone, just don't worry about bidding. After the auction is over, the maid will take another secret passage. By then, no matter how many treasures a fellow Taoist Chen photographed, no one could make any idea.

Feng Ling was very thoughtful, and these words were obviously in Shen Qing's heart. Shen Qing was a little embarrassed about his face, but he still felt a little more at ease.

There is a secret passage to leave, what else can I worry about?

In my mind, the auction of Yinming Stone was still like fire and tea. At this time, the price had risen to 9,800 spirit stones. Although almost no one in the hall asked for the price, there were a few more monks in the VIP room, one of them was in the No. 16 box, next to Shen Qing.

"Ten thousand spirit stones!" The monk in the No. 6 box bid again, his voice was cold and very unkind.

"Ten thousand three hundred spirit stones." The person in Shen Qing's box next to him quoted a new price. He listened to the voice, and he was a woman with a sweet and crisp voice. I don't know if it was the sound of the VIP inside, or the shi girl who helped him quote it?

"Ten thousand eight!" The monk in the No. 6 box clearly felt angry.

"Ten thousand spirit stones." The quotation for the box next door was still slow.

"Tener than 12,500 spirit stones!" At this time, someone in another private room added a price, and it was still a female voice.

I don’t know when this price will end. If you continue, you may not even be able to take pictures if you add 20,000 spirit stones.

Shen Qing pondered for a moment, looked at Feng Ling, and said slowly: "Feng Ling, quote, add two thousand spirit stones..."

Shen Qing was determined to win the Yinming Stone, so he simply added the price to the right place at one time!

"The price of two thousand spirit stones is increased, 14,500!" Feng Ling's voice was crisp and very nice, but the price of two thousand spirit stones at a time made the monks in the hall take a breath. Even the bidding guests in the private room were silent for a moment.

At this time, the main patrol who didn't speak much said at the right time: "The VIP in the No. 15 box has an additional price of 2,000 spirit stones at a time. Can you see the preciousness of Yinming Stone? Is there any price increase? After three breaths, if no one increases the price, the ownership of this Yinming Stone has been decided!"

"Ten forty-eight! Humph! If you add two thousand spirit stones, you will want to get the Yin Ming Stone. It's not that easy!" The person who quoted was the VIP in the No. 8 box, with a hint of unconcealed resentment.

"Add a thousand spirit stones." Shen Qing said to Feng Ling in a faint tone.

"Ten fifteen thousand eight hundred spirit stones." Feng Ling's eyes blew a glimmer, and she immediately reported the price.

"Ten Six Thousand!" said the VIP in the No. 8 box.

"Ten thousand spirit stones." At this time, Shen Qing stopped making a sound and stretched out his index finger. Feng Ling understood what Shen Qing meant and directly added a thousand spirit stones.

Perhaps it was because Shen Qing's momentum of raising prices was too strong. At first, several VIPs who bid for the bid no longer spoke. At present, only Shen Qing and the monk in the No. 8 box were left.

"No. 15, are there many spirit stones? I also added a price of 1,000 spirit stones and 18,000 spirit stones!

"Ten thousand spirit stones!" Feng Ling's crisp and pleasant voice almost stopped and quoted a new price, and it was still an increase of one thousand.

"Twenty thousand!"

"Twenty thousand per thousand!"

"On the 15th, do you have to go against me? Twenty thousand two thousand!"

The monk in the No. 8 box was a little furious and spoke out and threatened directly!

After hearing this, Feng Ling couldn't help but look at Shen Qing. The other party had already threatened her and she had to ask Shen Qing for advice before she could make a quote.

Shen Qing pondered for a moment and signaled Feng Ling to offer. It was already here that everyone had offended him. No matter how worried and afraid he was, it would be useless. At that time, he could only hope that the secret passage in Feng Ling could leave safely.

Seeing that Shen Qing did not hear the threat, Feng Ling responded with a sweet smile and then offered a new price: "Twenty-three thousand spirit stones..."

As soon as the price was issued, the No. 8 box suddenly disappeared. After a while, the VIP in the No. 8 box said gloomyly: "No. 15, it seems that it is determined to win this thing. It is very good, very good, so I gave it to..."

The sound from the No. 8 box showed an unconcealed resentment. Fortunately, the box where Shen Qing was able to block his spiritual sense and investigate. No matter how angry he was, he would have no choice but to deal with Shen Qing for the time being.

When Shen Qing heard this, he felt a little upset, but No. 8 had given up bidding, and the Yinming Stone finally belonged to him.

At this time, Wan Liming waited for three breaths and saw that no one bidding again, he congratulated the No. 15 box. The auction of Yinming Stone was settled.

The auction continued, and next was an eight hundred-year-old Polygonatum auction. This thing was much inferior to the Yinming Stone. However, the monks in the hall below reacted enthusiastically.

There are a lot of Polygonatum in Shenqing Medicine Garden, and the year is not low, so naturally I don’t have much interest.

At this time, the restriction at the door of the box was moved. Before Shen Qing could ask, Feng Ling walked to the door lightly, first looked out of the restriction, and then stretched out the fiber. Soon, a Yinming Stone as big as a fist appeared in the dark grid.!.@

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Chapter completed!