Mind Cultivation Record

"This object should have appeared at the auction of Tianzi Field!" Holding the inconspicuous piece of animal skin, Xi Zongjun said solemnly: "It's just that the monk who consigned this object insisted on putting it on the ground. This is the auction for you to see this thing!"

Nothing was said, but just the words "should have appeared at the Tianzihao auction" made most people look forward to what Xi Zongjun had in his hands.

That means that the thing in Xi Zongjun's hand is a spiritual material from the Nascent Soul realm!

This idea flashed through the minds of many monks, and everyone felt relieved. Imagine that except Xi Zongjun, there are all Jindan monks or foundation-building monks here. It is normal for everyone not to know the spiritual materials of the Nascent Soul realm. If they do, it will be the opposite. Abnormal!

"I dare to ask Senior Xi, what is this thing? I dare you, this thing seems to be the skin of some kind of spiritual beast, but if you want to reach the realm of Yuanying, this piece of skin must have been sealed for thousands of years. ? It’s actually a ten thousand year animal skin! ?”

Xi Zongjun smiled and said nothing when he heard this. It was not until everyone's appetite was whetted that he nodded calmly, apparently acknowledging the other party's speculation.

For a moment, the scene was almost crazy.

"Everyone! Be quiet!"

After pouring a trace of Nascent Soul's pressure into his voice and conveying it, the auction scene, which was originally a little out of control, immediately became silent, and Xi Zongjun nodded with satisfaction.

"Although this thing is a thousand-year-old animal hide, it has some flaws. It seems that this piece of animal skin has been squeezed or suffered fatal blows, so there are many wrinkles inside the animal skin, but this will not affect the skin. The quality is high, but I want to remind everyone that this is the skin of a fire beast. If you want to refine armor, there may be something wrong with it!"

Xi Zongjun's words made everyone's enthusiasm suddenly drop. It's okay to have some flaws in the quality. After all, Xi Zongjun said that it would not affect the quality. As the leader of the famous sect, Xi Zongjun must have the confidence to say this. What really dampened everyone's enthusiasm was that this piece of animal skin was produced from a fire beast, and the fire beast itself is a low-level spiritual beast. Apart from fire control and fire protection, it has almost no special skills, let alone skin strength. A melee monster known for its thick flesh, its fur can be used to make some auxiliary magic weapons, but it may be used to make armor, but it may not be worth the gain.

It must be explained that the so-called ten thousand year animal skin means that the animal skin has been preserved for more than ten thousand years since its birth, but it does not mean that the animal skin is produced from a spiritual beast that has survived for ten thousand years.

Otherwise, even an ordinary wild boar would become a spirit after living for ten thousand years, and it would not be easily captured by monks. What's more, low-level spiritual beasts like the Fire Beast can survive for only three to five hundred years at most, and they can survive for a thousand years. It can even be said that there are no spiritual beasts or monsters in this world that can naturally survive for ten thousand years!

However, just when most people regained their composure, and even Xiao Mian himself felt that the market for animal skins was a bit sluggish, Bai Jintang suddenly opened his eyes wide, stood up, and then saw him opening the window that had been closed. Lean out half your body.

The scene was already quiet, but Bai Jintang's movements made almost everyone look in his direction. Not everyone knew the eldest son of the Bai family, but word spread, and soon everyone knew the identity of the young man in white.

White clothes and golden crowns, the royal palace of the Bai family!

Even Xiao Mian, listening to the whispers around him and looking at Bai Jintang standing by the window, couldn't figure out the movements of the eldest son of the Bai family.

"Senior Xi, are you sure that this skin is indeed the skin of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Beast?" Bai Jintang didn't care at all about the people's comments and asked Xi Zongjun. Xi Zongjun seemed to have been prepared and nodded at Bai Jintang. He nodded and replied meaningfully: "This is not what Mr. Xi said, but the auctioneer's decision!"

The auctioneer Xi Zongjun mentioned is naturally the force behind the Tianmen Auction. To put it bluntly, they are the managers of Wanzong City - the three major religions!

"Okay! The Bai family wants this fire beast's ten thousand-year-old skin! Make an offer!"

"Mr. Bai is indeed very heroic. If my son has half the achievements of Jintang, Xi will burn incense for you!" After complimenting Bai Jintang in a polite way, Xi Zongjun made an unambiguous quote: "Wan The New Year's Fire Beast Skin is priced at 10,000 yuan!"

"Fifty thousand souls, I, Bai Jintang, want it!"

As soon as Xi Zongjun finished speaking, before everyone could complain about the sky-high starting price, Bai Jintang's voice came one after another, leaving everyone unable to react in time.

What kind of trouble is this?

The base price of 10,000 yuan for Zhongling was already the highest bid at this Dizi field auction, even exceeding the transaction price of some of the lots. Bai Jintang directly quoted the price of 50,000 yuan for Zhongling as soon as he opened his mouth, which was enough to kill one in an instant. Most of the items are on sale.

wrong!

Is Bai Jintang a prodigal?

That can only mean that this fire beast's ten thousand year old skin may have some secrets!

While everyone was thinking wildly, on the other side of the private room far away from Bai Jintang, a window quietly opened, revealing another handsome figure.

"Brother Bai is really brave! Kong must accept it! It's just that this thing is of great importance. Whether it is for you to refine elixirs or for me to refine weapons, it is a treasure. Please forgive Kong for being rude!" The man was gentle and nearly three years old. At the age of ten, wearing a green shirt and a square scarf on his head, he already had the demeanor of a scholar. Then he saw him arching his hands towards Bai Jintang, turning to Xi Zongjun and saying: "Senior Xi, I'll bid you 51,000 yuan for this thing!"

"So it's Kong Yuanren, one of the Five Elements of Confucianism? What? You came out of seclusion? Wait! You have also formed a golden elixir!?" Xi Zongjun's face suddenly became solemn. From his words, everyone knew that the blue-shirted scholar was Kong Yuanren, who ranked first among the Five Elements of Confucianism. What's more surprising is that after Bai Jintang and Hong Lianhua, Kong Yuanren also successfully formed a golden elixir and became a golden elixir cultivator. Before Kong Yuanren could say anything, Bai Jintang smiled casually: "So Brother Kong has also formed a pill, no wonder..., no wonder! It's just that Jintang is determined to get this thing, the middle-grade spirit stone - 80,000!"

"81,000!"

"One hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

"..., one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

Only Bai Jintang and Kong Yuanren were bidding one after another at the scene. The difference was that Bai Jintang's bidding sounded one after another. As long as Kong Yuanren made a new bid, he immediately added fiercely, as if he couldn't wait for the auction to end; Kong Yuanren was much more cautious, and he had to think carefully about each bid until Xi Zongjun reminded him to bid a slightly higher bid than Bai Jintang. Obviously, he was deliberately delaying time.

Everyone at the scene was smart, and naturally guessed immediately that Kong Yuanren might not have many spirit stones with him, and was waiting for others to come to help.

This made everyone doubt the value of the animal skin again. You know, the current bid is as high as 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones. Isn't this the highest?

One hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones, this is the price of an ordinary primary magic weapon. Even if the inconspicuous ten thousand year old animal skin can be used to refine armor, it is at most a primary defense magic weapon. Why bother to chase after the trivial?

Obviously, what Bai Jintang and Kong Yuanren are fighting for is not as simple as a primary defense magic weapon!

"Fifteen thousand middle-grade spirit stones!" After ruthlessly reporting this sky-high price that even he himself would tremble at, Bai Jintang did not even look at Kong Yuanren opposite him, but looked directly at Xi Zongjun who was also a little dazed and urged: "Senior Xi, is there a higher bid than mine?"

"This..."

Xi Zongjun found it difficult to answer. If he stood in Xi Zongjun's position, he naturally hoped that the transaction price of this animal skin would be as high as possible. Therefore, he had deliberately slowed down the auction process before, hoping that Kong Yuanren could hold on until support; but now Bai Jintang was clearly forcing the palace, and if he was not careful, he might be in trouble!

Just when Xi Zongjun was in a dilemma, two figures rushed in almost at the same time, one towards Bai Jintang and the other towards Kong Yuanren.

One was Bai Yushan, the actual ruler of the Bai family, known as Mr. Bai Da; the other was Wenlan, the second disciple of the scholar, the external manager of the Confucian family!

"Brother Wenlan, why are you running to the Dizi field instead of bidding for the 'Jiubao Lingshan' in the Tianzi field?" Mr. Bai Da was thin, and was completely different from Mr. Bai Er, who appeared in Lingchuan Market and bid for a box of Ninglu grass. As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Lan on the other side laughed and said, "Brother Bai, let's bid the same price!"

"Haha..., the two little guys are a little naive. Facing this kind of ten thousand year old spiritual object, the bidding price is only a mere 150,000 middle-grade spiritual stones. No wonder Senior Xi has been reluctant to take action!" He glanced at Xi Zongjun with a double meaning. As a Jindan cultivator, Mr. Bai did not seem to be afraid of Xi Zongjun, the Yuanying ancestor. Then he heard Mr. Bai brazenly say, "Since the opponent is you, Brother Wenlan, I don't want to play any psychological warfare. I will bid 300,000 middle-grade spiritual stones. , what do you think, Brother Wenlan?"

"Brother Bai is indeed rich and powerful! May I ask Senior Xi, can you let me see this piece of ten thousand year old animal skin first?"

"This..., it is not allowed, but if it is Fellow Daoist Wenlan..." As he said this, Xi Zongjun's eyes swept to Mr. Bai opposite him. After the latter nodded, Xi Zongjun smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Wenlan, please take a look!"

"Thank you!"

While speaking, the piece of ten thousand year old animal skin had already reached Wenlan's hand. After a moment, Wenlan sent the piece of ten thousand year old animal skin back, but his eyebrows were tightened and relaxed from time to time.

"Brother Bai! Although this item is precious, it seems that the weight is not enough. I am afraid it will be difficult to refine it into what you imagined..."

"Brother Wenlan, even if what you said is true, do you think I will give up this item?"

"..., that's right! I am not without selfishness. In this case, let's follow the rules and the highest bidder wins! Middle-grade spirit stone, 400,000 yuan!"

Ever since the two Jindan cultivators arrived, the brains of the people at the scene seemed to be insufficient. Why is the price still rising by hundreds of thousands?

You know, that is not a low-grade spirit stone, but a middle-grade spirit stone!