After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

I don’t know how many spiritual stones the third-level spiritual wine I sent before can be used to capture?

The third-order Fierce Yang Wine and the third-order Ice Spirit Wine that were delivered weighed ninety kilograms each, and were estimated to bring in over ten thousand spirit stones.

These two kinds of wine are carefully brewed by selecting the best materials. After brewing, they are buried underground for a period of time, and the spiritual energy is collected and nourished every day using the spirit gathering array. They are considered to be of the highest quality among the third-level spiritual wines.

When the spiritual wine is auctioned, he will have the spiritual stone again.

"Why did you buy Ruyimu?" Song Yuyue asked, playing with a dead tree.

"To make a stand-in doll, I think this piece of wood is relatively thick. I should be able to make two of them. I will give you one." I still have to repay the favor of saving my life.

"Can you make a stand-in puppet?"

Song Yuyue wondered. He began to be curious about Bai Qing's life experience. He could make wine, make stand-in dolls, and draw talismans. The most important thing was that he could feel that the level of Bai Qing's exercises was very high, higher than his own level. Still high.

What exactly is he?

He desperately wanted to know him.

"Of course, there are still a few materials missing."

"Since you want to give me a stand-in doll, I will take care of the remaining materials."

Listening to Song Yuyue's wealthy and somewhat average speech, Bai Qing asked, "Do you have a lot of spirit stones?"

Song Yuyue thought for a moment, "Not much, just a few hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones."

Bai Qing took a deep breath. Hundreds of thousands is still a middle-grade spiritual stone. How about tens of millions of low-grade spiritual stones? This is really a treasure.

"How about being my son? I will be good to you."

"You want to be my father?" Song Yuyue ignored him.

"It's not impossible."

"If you say that again, I will pull out my Frost Moon Sword!"

"Frost Moon Sword?" Bai Qing glanced at Song Yuyue suspiciously. His nickname was Xiaoshuang, which was taken from Qingshuang Tianyu Jingwuchen.

"It has nothing to do with you. I have been called by this name a long time ago." Song Yuyue hurriedly explained.

"Ah."

Bai Qing did not continue to ask. Song Yuyue let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little regretful. Of course, the name was chosen recently. Just tell Bai Qing directly. Why should he hide it? Why did he just lack the courage.

Unaware of Song Yuyue's complicated thoughts, Bai Qing looked at the items on the auction table with interest.

You don’t have to buy it, there are so many good things and it’s good to gain some insights.

After taking pictures of more than a dozen items, I finally arrived at Bai Qing's third-level spiritual wine.

"Three-level top-notch spiritual wines, Liyang Liquor and Bingpo Liquor, are said to be good by those who have tasted them. They are top quality and very rare. A set of ten kilograms of Liyang Liquor has a starting price of five thousand spiritual stones."

Someone brought a beautiful wine jar and opened the lid. The aroma of wine filled the air, and the entire auction house was filled with a fiery atmosphere.

The heads below were shaking and there was a lot of discussion.

"This wine is so overbearing. Take a sip and your blood will boil." This is what the person with low cultivation level said.

"Yes, my spiritual power has accelerated. I want to take a jar of five thousand spiritual stones." This is what the monk said in the late stage of Qi refining.

"This wine is very pure and can assist my cultivation, six thousand spirit stones." This is what the foundation-building monk said.

"Ten thousand spirit stones."

Bai Qing suddenly heard a voice coming from beside him. It turned out to be Song Yuyue bidding.

"What are you taking pictures of? Didn't I sell you a lot of spiritual wine a few days ago?" Bai Qing said.

"Not enough to drink."

"Stop taking pictures. The fourth-level spirit wine will be brewed in a while. It will be better than this."

"Okay." Song Yuyue turned her head and smiled at Bai Qing.

The relationship between the two seems to be getting closer.

Bai Qing thought to himself, this child looks really good and has a nice smile. It would be great if he could be his own son.

In the end, a ten-pound jar of Fiery Sun Wine was sold for fifteen thousand spirit stones.

The prices for the next few sets are also similar.

After the auction of the Liyang Liquor, when the Ice Poultry Liquor was served, the temperature of the entire auction room suddenly dropped sharply, and everyone seemed to be in a world of ice and snow.

"What, what is this, what kind of wine? Why is it so cold?" said a low-level monk in the front row.

"Third-grade top-quality ice soul wine, which can calm the mind, exorcise inner demons, and assist in cultivation. A set of ten kilograms. The starting price is five thousand spiritual stones."

There are also many people who like Bingpo wine, and the auction was quickly sold out.

Slowly, Bai Qing realized something was wrong. The third-level spirit wines he sent for auction, each weighing ninety kilograms, were sold in groups of ten kilograms. How come they were all sold out after only ten auctions.

While I was thinking about this, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a steward in charge of the auction.

"Bai Immortal, in this auction, we have left some spiritual wine in the auction. These spiritual wines are all given to Bai Immortal based on the highest price of the auction. A total of [-] spiritual stones are collected by the Immortal. An integer, two hundred and eighty thousand spiritual stones."

The steward said respectfully.

"Ah, so that's it. Okay, no problem. It doesn't matter who you sell it to." Bai Qing smiled heartily.

"Thank you, Immortal Bai. These are [-] pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones." After saying that, a waiter came over holding a tray with an exquisite storage bag on it.

"Lexian Pavilion is grand. I'll have good things in the future. I'll also look for your auction house."

"Thank you, Immortal Bai. I won't disturb Immortal Bai anymore. I'll take my leave."

"Please."

"Song Yu, I earned a lot of spirit stones." After the steward left, Bai Qing excitedly opened the storage bag and poured out the spirit stones inside. The table was filled with sparkling jewels.

Really rich and charming.

He picked up one and looked at it, put it back, picked up another one, and looked at it for a long time before he calmed down.

He glanced at Song Yuyue and found that Song Yuyue's eyes were a little strange, so he explained: "I'm fine. It's just the first time I've seen so many spirit stones. I'm so excited. I won't steal or rob. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Don't think too much. .”

"I'm not thinking wildly. Do you like spirit stones that much?" Song Yuyue asked.

"It's okay. If there are too many, I won't be interested. Things like spiritual stones are enough."

Bai Qing returned to his former glory and glory, as if the crazy person just now was not him.

Song Yuyue smiled, this person is quite interesting.

After that, the two of them took pictures of a few more items, and some common ones that they could just go to the store to buy. Basically, they had gathered together the materials for the stand-in doll.

Finally, the trip was not in vain. Bai Qing was very happy because he had another way to save his life.

The auction is coming to an end, and the items become rarer and more precious as we go to the back.

The wealthy man next to me seemed not to see the price and took several pictures without feeling any distress at all.

Bai Qing looked envious for a while.

The final highlight is still the ultimate skill, the earth-level low-level skill, the Supreme Qinglian Jue, which is suitable for people with wood spirit roots to practice.

The starting price is one hundred thousand spirit stones.

In the end, it was sold for a sky-high price of more than [-] spirit stones.

Bai Qing had to lament that there was no way for casual cultivators to survive. If he hadn't obtained the technique by chance, he wouldn't have been able to afford a good one.

Bai Qing looked at the rich man next to him. He didn't bid for the wood-type skills. He thought that the level of his own skills was good enough, surpassing the low-level earth-level skills, so he was not interested.