The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

Manager Zheng saw Yang Yanxi's calm eyes and didn't care at all. The other party took a picture of the Qingxuan Sword and took out precious medicinal materials such as Fire Ganoderma and Ice Grass. His identity was definitely extraordinary, so how could he care about this mere seventh-story building?

Manager Zheng cupped his hands and said, "In this case, I will take my leave."

"Walk slowly."

Zhang Shan sighed when he saw shopkeeper Zheng leaving. It was a loss to exchange thousands of points for hundreds of points.

It’s all that damn Taoist priest with long eyebrows!

Turning to look at Private Room No. 3, the young man was drinking tea and chatting with his fellow disciples.

Zhang Shan frowned. At present, only the Zhenwu Sect dared to fight against the Quanzhen Sect. Compared with Taoist Priest Changmei, Yan Sen was still younger, so he might not be able to protect Yang Yanxi.

When there is no one else who dares to come forward during the quarrel, how can we find more big guys to join us!

His brain was not working very well, and Zhang Shan was so worried that his hair fell out. He was afraid that Taoist Changmei would come over and crush them both to death with Qinggong.

Time passed little by little, and it was her turn to auction her ice grass.

"Everyone, the auction is coming to an end. I believe everyone has got the treasures that they are satisfied with. Now let's start the auction of the finale! The first treasure is the 300-year-old ice grass! You know, during these thirty years, The longest year for ice grass auction is two hundred and fifty years!"

Upon hearing the words "Ice Grass", everyone's breathing became heavier.

"Ice grass grows in extremely cold places. Even if top experts go there, there is no guarantee that they will escape unscathed. This shows how harsh the environment is. Ice grass is extremely cold in nature, and its stem juice is extremely poisonous. It is extremely restrained. Yang things can also help practice and increase one’s skills.”

"The starting price of the ice grass is three thousand taels, and each increase in price shall not be less than five hundred taels!"

"Five thousand taels!" Private room No. 3 went up to two thousand taels. Most of the sects immediately shut up. Who dared to compete with the big boss?

"Six thousand taels!", the second private room took action, it was a woman with a soft voice but a cold temperament.

There was an old man in the fourth private room, "Seven thousand taels!"

Number 2: "Eight thousand taels."

No. 3: "Nine thousand taels!"

Zhang Shan looked at the long-browed Taoist priest who had not moved for a long time. Is this guy feeling uncomfortable and not wanting it? Well, I just don’t want to sell it to him.

A strong young male voice came from Private Room No. 9, "Ten thousand taels!"

Zhang Shan frowned, why did this voice sound familiar?

A gentle young male voice came from Private Room No. 6, "Twelve thousand taels!"

This voice sounds a bit familiar!

Number 2: “Thirteen thousand taels!”

There was a gentle young man in the fifth private room, "Fifteen thousand taels!"

This voice sounded a little familiar.

Is No. 9 wearing a mask? Is No. 5 or No. 6 also wearing a mask?

No. 6 Zhang Shan was also a little helpless about his memory, so he didn't bother to think about it.

Girl No. 10 said: "Sixteen thousand taels!"

"..."

The price has risen from 3,000 to 25,000 taels. It seems that No. 2 really wants this ice grass. Perhaps the technique she cultivates is more suitable.

Number 2: "Twenty-seven thousand taels!"

No. 5: “Thirty thousand taels!”

Number 2: "Thirty-one thousand taels!"

Number 10: "Thirty-three thousand taels!"

Number 2: "Thirty-four thousand taels!"

No. 9: "Forty thousand taels!"

Zhang Shan was so excited that he wanted to slap his thigh. Brother No. 9 is Hao!

No. 5: “Forty-two thousand taels!”

Number 2: "Forty-five thousand taels!"

"..."

"No. 2 bids 65,000 taels. Sixty-five thousand taels for the first time! Sixty-five thousand taels for the second time! Sixty-five thousand taels for the third time! Congratulations to No. 2 for successfully winning the Ice Grass."

Zhang Shan's legs were shaking with excitement. It's worth every penny. It's worth every penny! Rich people really don't regard money as money.

After the transaction on the second day was completed, Ming Shuanglou sent the money directly. Of course, the half-percent commission fee of 3,250 taels, which made Mao extremely heartbroken, was deducted.

The auction was really profitable, and Zhang Shan was very tempted.

Next is the auction of Tianyuan Yangyang Pill, which is more fierce than the competition for Ice Grass. The starting price is ten thousand taels, and each increase in price is no less than one thousand taels.

When the price rose to one hundred thousand taels, Taoist Changmei finally called out the price.

"One hundred and twenty thousand taels!"

It rose directly to 20,000. The venue was quiet for a few seconds, and the silence was immediately broken by boy No. 5.

"One hundred and forty thousand taels!"

The long-browed Taoist priest said: "One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"

Number 3 followed: "One hundred and sixty thousand taels!"

The long-browed Taoist priest said: "One hundred and seventy thousand taels!"

No. 9: "Two hundred thousand taels!"

The venue was quiet for another moment, and the voice of No. 5 rang out again.

"Two hundred and one thousand taels!"

Zhang Shan was dumbfounded. The child had never seen so much money when he was so old! He immediately scolded himself for being such a poor guy. He had no knowledge and was so excited for only tens of thousands taels! No one paid attention to it.

The world of rich people is so inhumane!

The long-browed Taoist priest frowned his signature long white eyebrows, "Two hundred and twenty thousand taels!"

No. 3 didn’t follow.

No. 9 was very calm: "Two hundred and fifty thousand taels!"

Zhang Shan looked at the Taoist Priest with long eyebrows who had a bad look on his face. Has he reached his limit?

The long-browed Taoist priest chased the price: "Two hundred and sixty thousand taels!"

Calm No. 9: "Two hundred and eighty thousand taels!"

There was a threat in Taoist Priest Changmei's tone, "Your Excellency, how about betraying Pindao to save face? For giving this elixir to Pindao, the Quanzhen Sect owes you a favor."

No. 9's gentle voice was a bit joking, "Taoist Priest is already the number one in the martial arts world. This pill is just the icing on the cake for Taoist Priest. Why do you need to compete with us juniors?"

The long-browed Taoist Priest was being targeted one after another, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Pindao naturally does not need this elixir. This elixir has its own uses. If you are willing to give in, Pindao hereby promises that within morality, Pindao can do one thing for you."

Taoist Changmei's first promise actually removed himself. If we only talk about the Quanzhen Sect, then asking the Quanzhen Sect for help involves a force. This actually has many restrictions. Maybe you can do a small favor. Have a meeting to discuss and weigh the pros and cons!

If we only talk about him, it would be much simpler. As the number one person in the Quanzhen sect, it can be a personal grudge or a power struggle, including not only himself, but also the sect behind him. His strength and power are all over the world. Top, such a commitment is very heavy. Morality and all that depends on just one mouth.

It's equivalent to, if you are more shameless, you want to kill your opponent, you don't need to do it yourself, just find a high-sounding reason. If you leave it to the Quanzhen Sect, it can be treated as a business negotiation, and they may lose a little, but not too much. If it were left to Taoist Changmei, just one word from him would be enough.

The purpose of taking the Tianyuan Yang Yang Pill is for profit, and killing the opponent is also for profit. One is still a prototype, and the other is really a real benefit for oneself. Any fool knows which one is better.

But the most important thing is Taoist Priest Changmei's character. If he breaks his word, everything will be in vain.

No. 3 made a sarcastic comment, "Haha, Taoist Master Longmei really dares to praise Haikou!"

No. 9 said nothing, and everyone held their breath, waiting for No. 9's response.

Zhang Shan is also eager to know his choice. Will No. 9 choose to surrender or resist?

After half a minute, No. 9 finally spoke.

"Taoist Changmei is really courageous, I admire you!"

Zhang Shan suddenly became extremely irritable, as if a player he had always been optimistic about was suddenly bribed by the enemy and lost the game. He wanted to go up and beat him awake.