Shen Qing was mixed with several monks, and when he saw a group of monks rushing to bid, he was already overjoyed.

At this time, someone directly increased the price of one hundred spirit stones. Shen Qing couldn't help but look at it. When he saw it, his heart jumped slightly. The one who bid was the young man in white.

The young man in white shook the folding fan and showed a calm look, but in front of everyone's eyes, his pride could not be concealed.

"Five hundred and three! Any fellow Taoist raised the price of 100 spirit stones and 530 spirit stones. Is there any price increase? This thing has endless magical uses, and it is really a good treasure to defeat the enemy and save lives. Everyone, it is a rare opportunity..." Zhang Mingquan took this opportunity and started to incite him.

"Five hundred and five! I'll give five hundred and five!"

"Okay! This fellow Taoist bids 55! Five hundred and five already has the opportunity to have the Fire Hell Net, which is no less than the top-grade magic weapon. Fellow Taoist, you have made a profit!" Zhang Mingquan said nicely, but he took retreat to advance, and was inciting a group of monks to increase the price.

Sure enough, a monk immediately said, "Bah, is this cheaper so easy to make? Six hundred, I will pay six hundred spirit stones!"

"Six hundred and two!"

"Six hundred and three!"

"Damn! Six hundred and six! I'm trying my best!"

"Ahem, seven hundred and six..."

"Six hundred...uh, what? It's seven hundred and six? Damn! Will you let people live?"

"Seven hundred and six? It's not far from the price of a top-grade magic weapon. Is this cost-effective?"

"It is hard to say that this thing has the effect of restraining ghosts and ghosts. Tomorrow, you and I will go to the crypt to hunt for treasure. Whether it is cost-effective, please consider it yourself."

A kind of monk under the wooden platform was talking about it. At this time, Zhang Mingquan glanced at the young man in white who had increased the price by one hundred again, and smiled and said, "This friend's big deal, one plus is one hundred spirit stones. Well, it's seven hundred and six. Everyone, is there anyone who has increased the price?"

Zhang Ming laughed at the top, but he was slightly dissatisfied with the young man in white. He was well aware of the method of auctioning. Boiling frogs in warm water is the right way. You have to slowly tempt it to get a better price. In this way, the young man in white would be very scared to get some monks off.

Sure enough, no one spoke out at the wooden stage for a while. The young man in white raised the price too much, and the low-level monks accounted for most of the people here, and the purse was not abundant, so most monks hesitated and fell silent.

"Has no one increased the price? You can take pictures of this item with 760 spirit stones. This kind of good thing is indeed difficult to see. If there is no price increase, just pretend that this item has been sold! Everyone, you must not miss the opportunity, and you will not regret it.

This Zhang Mingquan is not a vegetarian, and he does not express his feelings and speaks with incitement.

"Uh, that's it, I'll give out 770 spirit stones..." A monk shrank and added ten spirit stones.

Someone dared to increase the price! A trace of gloom in the eyes of the young man in white was exposed. He often went to and from shopping malls and naturally knew the way of auctions. He increased the price by 100 twice, just to shoot the Huo Yu.com with a quick knife. He thought that most of the monks here were not very good at cultivation and had no rich spirit stones on them. Unexpectedly, there were still people who were not open to the eyes to bid.

The young man in white glanced at the monk who was bidding with a gloomy face. He knew that there was a beginning. If he wanted to win this treasure that restrained the ghost ghost, he would probably not be able to get it without spending a little.

Sure enough, as soon as the monk paid the price, some monks followed.

"Seven hundred and eight!"

"Eight hundred!"

"Eight hundred and two!"

“Eight, eight hundred and three…”

"Nine Hundred Three!"

"Hiss---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I think the 930 spirit stones are almost the same as the price of the top-grade magic weapon. I can get this Fire Hell Net..." The young man in white said to Zhang Mingquan, but his eyes swept towards the cultivators around him. His eyes flashed, and the threat was revealed.

When Zhang Mingquan saw the young man in white, he asked him directly, and was secretly angry. Isn’t this a forced buying and selling?

However, Zhang Mingquan recognized that the young man in white was the young leader of Baiyun Sect, and had some background. Although he was not worried about offending him, the magic weapon had already been sold at a good price, so he didn't want to cause trouble.

"So it's the Young Master Sun of Baiyun Sect. Well, that's right. If no one raises the price, this Fire Hell Net will belong to you, the Young Master..." Zhang Mingquan said politely, but he didn't say anything to death.

The young man in white smiled, looked around and said aloud: "Everyone, is there anyone else who has increased the price? If no one has increased the price, this item will belong to me!"

The young man in white turned his back on the spot. When his eyes passed, many monks looked wandering and did not dare to look at him. The young master of Baiyun Sect had a golden elixir support behind him, which was not something that could be afforded.

This young man in white surnamed Sun was so arrogant that Zhang Mingquan was unhappy and made Liu Manyun frown slightly.

Zhang Mingquan and Liu Manyun are both disciples of the sect, and the relationship between the sects is complicated and has equal pros and cons. There will be no major conflicts easily, so as not to cause conflicts between the sects, so they will not react excessively.

Just as Zhang Mingquan was about to confirm the ownership of the Fire Hell Network, a sound suddenly rang out.

"One Thousand Spirit Stones!"

There was actually a person who was not afraid of Baiyun Sect. He listened to the sound, but was still a woman. Her voice was soft, sweet, magnetic, and indescribable.

The sound came from quite close to where Shen Qing was. To be precise, it was on the seat in front of him, and it occupied the chair he had once sat on.

The one who made a call for an increase was a female cultivator wearing a black gauze dress. She had a high black hair and a thin veil covering her face, revealing only her dark eyebrows that were suitable for her shades and bright eyes like autumn water.

Shen Qing had actually seen this woman for a long time, and the woman was sitting in the chair he had sat on not long ago. When Shen Qing returned from behind the passage, he saw that the seat was occupied and it was difficult to retrieve it and was too lazy to move, so he stood behind the woman.

The female cultivator in black bid for one thousand spirit stones, which immediately attracted countless attention.

In full view of everyone, the cultivator in black could not sit upright, and his beautiful eyes were as clear as water, and he ignored the gathering of countless eyes.

The Fire Hell Net is a magic weapon that Shen Qing sent to photograph. It was close to her, so naturally I couldn't help but look at her.

The back of the female cultivator in black is extremely graceful and charming. The neck is slender, fair and tender, and the lines of the shoulders are smooth, soft and graceful. The graceful back alone can attract imagination.

Perhaps because it was too close, the female cultivator in black seemed to sense Shen Qing's gaze and suddenly turned around. Shen Qing had no time to withdraw her gaze and immediately met her eyes.

This is a pair of very charming eyes, with slender eyelashes slightly raised, and clear eyes, but these charming eyes are a little cold, staring at Shen Qing, with an obvious bad look.

When the female cultivator in black glared at this, Shen Qing quickly looked away, feeling a little dissatisfied, and couldn't help but mutter: "Why are you glaring at me? You are sitting in mine."

Shen Qing's muttering was extremely small, almost circling in her throat. The female cultivator in black seemed to hear it and glared at him again. However, after she glared at her, she turned her head and ignored Shen Qing.

A medium-grade magic weapon was as high as a thousand spirit stones, almost the same as the top-grade magic weapon. Even the young man in white did not increase the price. However, his face was very ugly, and he stared at the female cultivator in black from afar, with a trace of sinister meaning flashing in his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Mingquan asked three times in a row, but no one increased the price, and the Fire Hell Net was obtained by the female cultivator in black.

The auction continued. Next, various talismans, elixirs, spiritual essences of heaven and earth, and rare minerals appeared one after another. The atmosphere at the scene was extremely warm, and even Shen Qing couldn't help but slapped a fist-sized Yin Ming Stone.

The auction was in full swing and very lively. When Liu Manyun showed off several top-quality magic weapons, it immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the monks, and the bidding sounds rose one after another.

The final auction of talisman treasures attracted even more exclamations.

Shen Qing once learned from "The Basics of Cultivation" that only Jindan monks can refine talisman treasures, and their power can be imagined. Moreover, unlike talismans, talismans can be used multiple times.

At the auction mainly for qi-training monks, the appearance of talisman treasures naturally made the monks crazy! The bidding sound almost stopped, and it climbed to more than 7,000 spiritual stones!

In the end, after a fierce bidding, the mysterious female cultivator in black captured the precious talisman treasure at the cost of nearly ten thousand spirit stones.

Of course, with such a valuable item, the auctioneer was prepared thoroughly and it was impossible to trade it on site. Liu Manyun on the wooden platform said hello to the female cultivator in black to go to the southern passage.

The final talisman treasure was sold at a sky-high price, and the auction ended. The monks also scattered like birds and beasts and left one after another. Some monks also went to the southern passage, including Shen Qing.

Just like when he came before, he waited at the entrance of the passage for a while, and then he went in after the monks in front came out.

As soon as he entered the small hall, Shen Qing couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In the small hall, not only were the two beautiful girls, but Liu Manyun, who was wearing goose yellow shirts, was also there.

When Shen Qingyi came in, the three beauties of all sizes flicked their eyes and looked at him.

The girl in blue smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are here, do you want to exchange for the spirit stone?"

Shen Qing nodded slightly, took out the voucher and handed it over.
Chapter completed!