Han Li sat in a remote corner of the hall, looking coldly at a middle-aged man in a soap robe who was more than a hundred feet away in front of the hall, holding a light yellow spar in his hand, and briefly introduced it.
"Ginger topaz is produced in the great desert in the west of southern Xinjiang. It is only possible to find it in the sand below a thousand feet. The material is extremely hard and can hold a large amount of earth-attribute aura. It is an excellent material for refining earth-attribute magic weapons. The reserve price for this item is 8,000 spirit stones, and the price increase should not be less than 1,000 each time." The monk in charge of the auction was a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk, and his voice was not in a hurry, nor did he add any exaggerated words.
But this is quite normal. If a low-level monk is watched by hundreds of Nascent Soul-level monks at the same time, the huge invisible pressure is enough to take his mind away and make him unable to speak at all.
And Han Li felt it carefully. This person is the peak cultivation base of the mid-stage Nascent Soul. Since no monks of the late-stage Nascent Soul were found at the auction, this person can be said to be the highest cultivation monk in the palace, so he presided over the auction. No one would dare to make trouble wantonly.
And this piece of turmeric, although it is a good material for refining the magic weapon of the earth attribute, but there is no scene of enthusiastic bidding. Only a few three or four people made a few bids, and it was paid 12,000 yuan by an unknown monk. The spirit stone was taken.
The auction of other items below is also going on in a calm manner.
Han Li sat on a chair watching all this, his expression was unusually calm, not surprising.
This auction will last for several days in a row, and the things that are brought out on the first day are naturally impossible to have anything too good. Although these materials are relatively rare compared to ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, as long as they are willing to spend time, they can also be collected outside the auction. Therefore, most people in the temple now except those who really need them, will not fight for them. But at the end of the day, I will still bring out a few good things today, so as to arouse everyone's interest in continuing to participate in the auction on the second day.
With this thought in his heart, Han Li naturally wouldn't put his mind on the auction, but lazily paid attention to the many Nascent Soul monks in the hall. Although these people are only a small part of the top monks of the Great Jin Dynasty, they represent the There are forces of different sizes, regardless of whether they are righteous or evil.
What caught his attention the most were the three big monks with bright foreheads sitting in the middle of the hall.
Of the three monks, one was as skinny as a stick, the other had a fat head and big ears, and the last one had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a long snow-white beard. All three of them were dressed in gray monk robes, bowed their heads and lowered their eyes, looking like eminent monks.
This was the first time Han Li saw a high-ranking monk of the Buddhist sect, so he naturally took a second look. As a result, the oldest-looking old monk sitting in the middle immediately looked in the direction of Han Li. , although his gaze was calm and warm, Han Li couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
This old monk's spiritual sense is so sensitive, Buddhism can keep pace with Taoism and Confucianism in Dajin, it really is a bit of a ghost. Han Li didn't want to cause the opponent's hostility innocently, so he withdrew his consciousness immediately, with a nonchalant look on his face.
After the old monk turned his gaze on Han Li, his expression returned to its original state without changing.
In addition to these monks, there were many other strange-looking monks in the hall. Han Li secretly compared the information he had on the various forces of Dajin cultivators and confirmed them one by one. Try to remember these people, maybe they will be useful in the future.
As each item was taken away, time passed little by little. Just as Han Li expected, some rare treasures finally began to appear near the later stage. The originally calm monks immediately became commotion. .
After a series of fierce competitions for several treasures and amazingly high prices, the atmosphere suddenly became a little heated. After all, for what they need, most Nascent Soul-level monks don't care about spending more spirit stones, otherwise they miss this opportunity and rely on them to collect and search for them, which may not necessarily be a matter of the year of the monkey.
"A piece of black gold weighs three catties and four liang. It is a rare material for refining. The base price is 30,000 spirit stones. The price increase should not be less than 2,000." , at this moment, he held a jade plate in his hand, on which was placed a strange piece of black metal that looked like ink but had a faint golden glow.
Han Li, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly tensed up when he heard these words, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. It was beyond his expectation that the required materials appeared so quickly. He had searched for the material Mo Jin for a long time, but he had been unable to purchase it.
"Thirty-six thousand!"
"forty thousand!"
"Forty-five thousand spirit stones!"
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Mo Jin's reputation is really not small, and there are more people who know the goods. Before Han Li bids, the auctioneers on the stage glanced at them, and someone has already quoted several high prices one after another.
Han Li frowned when he heard this, but he didn't rush to bid. Since this item is bound to be won, it's better to wait until the price reaches the highest point before vying for it.
When this piece of ink gold was called out by an unknown monk for a high price of 60,000 spirit stones, the few people who were still following closely stopped abruptly.
"Sixty-five thousand!" Han Li pointed to the jade badge in front of him, and after a flash of spiritual light, he announced a price.
"Sixty-seven thousand spirit stones!" The man seemed to really need this item, and after hesitating, he outbid Han Li.
"Seventy thousand!" Han Li's voice was emotionless.
This time, the monk who made the bid fell silent. Although Mo Jin is rare, it is a bit high to produce so many spirit stones, so he immediately gave up decisively.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly.
The middle-aged monk who presided over the auction saw that the item was sold for such a high price, and he was very satisfied, but he repeated the price twice as usual, and was about to confirm the success of the auction after asking the third time, when suddenly A cold price increase sounded.
"Seventy-five thousand!"
Han Li and the middle-aged monk who presided over the auction were taken aback, and most of the other monks in the auction room were also surprised.
"Eighty thousand!" Han Li immediately returned to normal, and opened his mouth without thinking.
"Eighty-two!" The old man made another bid calmly, and this man was just like Han Li, as if he was determined to win the item.
This time, not only Han Li's face changed slightly, but the other monks couldn't help but glance over.
I saw where everyone was looking, at the back of the main hall, a monk covered in light black mist sat there quietly, unable to see half of his true face, but from the faintly visible clothes, he seemed to be an old man.
Han Li was puzzled, but he didn't have the intention to spend any more time with the other party. His face sank, and he suddenly said a price that shocked the hearts of all the monks.
"One hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones!"
As soon as this price was exported, all the other monks in the hall showed strange expressions. This amount of spirit stones can buy a good ancient treasure, far exceeding the normal price of ink gold.
After a commotion, many monks couldn't help but glance at Han Li, but Han Li, who had changed his face, was just a yellow-faced monk who looked sickly, so no one would recognize him.
Han Li turned a blind eye to the others, always paying attention to every move of the old man enveloped in black air.
The old man was obviously also taken aback when he heard such a high price. If possible, he would definitely offer a higher price to compete with Han Li for ink gold, but according to his information, there is another more important material that will appear below. If he spends so many spirit stones, he will not If you are sure to take another material firmly, then the loss will be even greater. Besides, seeing the other party raised the price to such a high level in one breath, it is obvious that they will not give up easily.
After some calculations in his mind, the old man finally did not bid any more, so the material finally fell into Han Li's hands. However, in this way, Han Li and the old man naturally attracted the attention of interested people.
But Han Li was fine, he just sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. It seemed that after Mo Jin got his hands, he was no longer interested in other things.
However, the old man bought the rarer material called "Lihuosha" at a high price of more than 200,000 yuan after a fight with a large group of monks who all liked it. hands.
The old man's generous shot naturally attracted even more attention.
This is not to say that in this auction, the old man was the monk who spent the most spirit stones. The high-level ancient treasures that were auctioned at the end, the pills for improving cultivation and other treasures, almost all cost around 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. However, buying a kind of refining material with only more than 200,000 yuan is still reminiscent of Pianpian, which is not something ordinary monks can do.
After the auction ended on the first day, Han Li left the auction house among the monks, but at the exit of Fangshi, the monks of the Yin Luozong had long since disappeared, as if they had given up.
Han Li smiled, and left Fangshi unhurriedly, heading for his residence.
What Han Li didn't know was that the old man with the black air mask left Fangshi, but quietly appeared in an inconspicuous private house somewhere in Jinjing. The old man with the black crown from the Ye family was actually waiting for this person in one of the rooms.
Seeing the old man with the black crown, the one who participated in the auction handed over the bag of "Li Huosha" that he had bought from the auction without saying a word.
"I already know about the matter of 'Mo Jin'. Fellow Daoist Lao Gao came here. I didn't expect that someone would buy this thing at such a high price. Otherwise, Fellow Daoist must bring more spirit stones there. Okay. In Mojin, there will be people exchanging this item in the underground auction in a few days later, otherwise it will be really troublesome. I have already inquired about the exchange materials, and I have prepared them for fellow daoists, and I will trouble fellow daoists to go there Yes." The old man with the black crown took the materials and said with a smile.
"Hey, brother Yun Yi really gave me too many spirit stones at one time, and I'm afraid Gao won't be able to hold it. This time it was just an accident. It stands to reason that the spirit stones prepared in advance are more than enough. I will meet them at the underground trade fair in a few days. In the past." The old man surnamed Gao replied with a dry smile.
"Fellow Daoist Gao is doing things, so I can rest assured. This is the panacea I prepared for fellow Taoist. After this matter is over, the number of panacea will be doubled." The old man with the black crown nodded in satisfaction, and took out a panacea from his storage bag. The jade box was handed to the other party.
"Okay, Fellow Daoist is so trustworthy, I will do my best in the past few days." The old man surnamed Gao inspected the panacea in the box with great joy, nodded in satisfaction, and then took a Sheng Dan from the old man with the black crown. With a storage bag full of spirit stones and a jade slip with information about the materials to be photographed and bought tomorrow, he said goodbye and left.