Ji Taoist

"Welcome to Yuheng Auction House. I am Yun Lang, who is in charge of this auction. I have met all of you fellow Taoists." Yun Lang, the golden elixir monk on the stage, raised his hands, and everyone returned the favor.

"Well, without further ado, although there are many old customers, there are still many new customers. Here I will briefly explain the rules of this auction house."

"First, when bidding, please raise the sign in each Taoist friend's hand and shout out your price;"

"Second, in the auction of all items, each Taoist friend is only allowed to shout three times. After three times, if there is no other highest price, the transaction will be completed. If there is a highest price, it will be regarded as giving up the auction qualification of the item;"

"Third, it is strictly prohibited to do anything that harms the rights and interests of other customers, such as physical violence or physical threats, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Yan Buzhi nodded. He had to say that this auction house was indeed quite formal. The three rules not only protected the order of the auction house but also took into account the buyer's emotions.

Worth learning.

Yan Buzhi nodded, but considering that the owner behind the auction house was Zhenjun Longxuan, he still had to rely on his strength to speak.

“So without further ado, let’s start today’s auction!”

Bang bang!

As the fireworks sounded and ribbons fluttered, the first auction item was officially unveiled.

Yan Buzhi felt that he had gained a lot of experience. He patiently watched the auction process and learned the other party's words.

You may not be able to use it one day.

"Although the previous auction items are good, they are still not interesting." Chen Zhen shook his head.

"There is no other way. We have to take care of the business of the Foundation Establishment Pill Monk. We are basically in the middle and back." Fairy Hua Xuan said with a smile.

Yan Buzhi nodded. Although the Jiju elixirs and spiritual materials auctioned on the stage were good, they were of little use to alchemists like them. It was not impossible to buy or find substitutes.

However, the foundation-building and elixir-building monks who can come to participate are probably of extraordinary ability or have some strength.

Otherwise, the ticket price for the thousand spirit stones is not a small amount.

Even if a Golden Core cultivator is worth four to five hundred thousand spiritual stones, he won't come to support every auction, right? It’s not like people with too much money come here to enjoy the atmosphere, so the auction will still release some news about the lots in advance to create suspense, or spread some rumors.

True or false, isn’t it just to make money?

Yan Buzhi thought of this, and suddenly heard the name of a lot, and his heart suddenly moved.

"The next auction item is a fire dragon with a single horn, quality level four, and the base price is five thousand spiritual stones!"

"The fire dragon has one horn, this is a rare thing!"

"Eh? Is the price of fourth-level spiritual materials so high? It's usually only three or four thousand, right?"

"That's the single horn of the fire dragon, which is even rarer than the inner elixir of the fire dragon riding on a horse."

"Yes, when the fire dragon is about to die, he will definitely activate the innate magic spell 'Dulong' and transform the dragon into a dragon in a final desperate fight. Few people can cut off the single horn under such circumstances."

It turns out that monsters like the fire dragon have a single horn on their head, which is the burst point of the fire-type demonic power in the body. The Dulong technique can only be performed by cutting off the single horn. Moreover, most of the fire dragons started out as demon kings, and a more powerful demon king would not be a problem.

However, even if the fire dragon becomes the Demon King, the quality of this unicorn rarely exceeds level five, and is basically around level four. But precisely because it is rare, the price is on the high side.

Chen Zhen glanced at it and pinched his chin: "That Yunlang didn't use magic to cover up the damage. If you look closely, there are really no cracks at all. The quality is indeed quite high."

"Taking into account the market and quality, if you sell this horn, it will cost you at least 20,000 spiritual stones, and it can go up to 80,000."

It is indeed quite precious.

Yan Buzhi tried calling out the price once, but the price soon rose to over 50,000. Yan Buzhi shook his head and stopped calling out the price.

Although he has money, he can't do it like this.

Besides, it's just a fire spiritual material, so it's not difficult to find a replacement.

The reason why Yan Buzhi values ​​​​the hibiscus wood is because he wants to collect heavenly fire. His current strength is not enough, so he wants to refine a special accumulation tool to hold the heavenly fire, so he is very interested in the properties of the fire contained in the hibiscus wood. The Fire Dragon Unicorn is also a good spiritual material that can be used as an auxiliary material to be refined into accumulation, but if the price is not good, there is no need to take it hard.

After a while.

Yan Buzhi finally waited for the fuso wood that he had longed for!

"Five-turn hibiscus wood, starting price is 30,000 spirit stones, the auction begins!"

Thirty thousand!

Five-turn hibiscus wood!

The price of fifth-level spiritual materials is almost beyond the reach of foundation-building elixir monks. Even golden elixir monks have to consider whether it is worth such a large investment.

After all, the fifth-level spiritual materials are of little use to ordinary monks because they cannot be used.

It can be used, and the factors of value and price must be considered, so there are not many people bidding at the beginning.

Yan Buzhi took a look, and after the price stabilized at 80,000 spirit stones, he shouted out the price of 110,000 spirit stones!

"The bid on No. 88 is 110,000, is there any higher?!" Yun Lang shouted excitedly.

No one around answered.

"One hundred and ten thousand times!"

"Twice one hundred and one hundred thousand!"

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

Yan Buzhi's face darkened.

"Twenty thousand! The bid on the 25th is 120,000, and..."

"140,000!" Yan Buzhi called out the price again, raising the price by 20,000 spirit stones in one go. The monks around him looked sideways.

I saw it was an alchemist, so that was all right.

No wonder he has so much money.

Monk No. 25 shook his head quickly and put down the sign.

"Once in 140,000 times!"

"One hundred and forty thousand twice!"

"One hundred and forty thousand three times!"

"The sale was completed. Congratulations to No. 88 for bidding on the hibiscus wood. Please go to the backstage to settle the bill after the auction!"

Yan Buzhi sighed.

Chen Zhen and Fairy Hua Xuan on the side had strange expressions on their faces: "Do you need that piece of hibiscus wood so much, fellow Taoist?"

"Yes, what's wrong with the hibiscus wood?"

"The problem...it's not a big problem. Fellow Taoist, you will find out when you go to pay the bill." Fairy Hua Xuan said with a strange expression.

Um?

What do you mean, do you two know the inside story?

However, Yan Buzhi couldn't ask openly. When the auction came to the final item, Yan Buzhi saw Fairy Hua Xuan and Chen Zhen shouting next to them, blushing and thick-necked, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, how many spiritual stones do you have? If I don't bring enough, can I dismantle some of them?"

"How much do you want? I agreed in advance that I would like collateral."

Chen Zhen fumbled around among the storage tools, and suddenly took out an immortal storage tool and placed it in front of Yan Buzhi, and said hurriedly: "Tear down my 1 million and 300,000 spiritual stones."

Yan Buzhi rolled his eyes: "Do you really think I have that many?"

"You didn't?"

"have."

Yan Buzhi laughed, put away the immortal tools, took out a large spiritual stone bag and placed it in front of Chen Zhen.

"You can't barter in this shitty place, and you can't borrow spiritual stones. It's so troublesome!" Chen Zhen gritted his teeth.

Chen Zhen took Yan Buzhi's storage bag, stood up and roared: "Two million seven hundred and two hundred and fifty yuan!"