"What, it turned out to be a real evil spirit, and there are as many as three at once! This time the auction is really right!"
"The last time Xuan Jing had a real evil spirit, it happened three years ago. And there is only one, it is still the final item!"
"Old Mian, what kind of real evil are these three true evil spirits?"
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Everyone in the hall was shocked, and then there was an uproar. Many people even stood up, craned their necks and stared at the three vials with wide eyes.
Although only a small part of the cultivators here have cultivated to the late spiritual stage, and only a few people can reach the realm of Dzogchen, it is enough to make everyone crazy.
After all, for a casual cultivator like them, with such a real evil spirit in hand, it can be said that they have a guarantee of a realm spiritualist.
As for how many of them can truly cultivate to the realm of Latter-day Spiritualist Great Perfection, naturally no one will give more consideration at this time.
The existence of the true Dzogchen realm in those hidden halls was even more pleasantly surprised, and they all made the determination to get a real evil spirit.
At this moment, Mian Lao carefully picked up a red vial from a woman's tray, took a deep breath, and opened the lid.
"Puff"!
After the elder slightly irritated the bottom of the bottle with his force, a faint red glow emerged from the bottle, and was slowly walking around the small bottle like a living thing, faintly exuding a hint of hot air.
"There is no need for the old man to say anything about the role of the true evil spirit. These three fire element true evils belong to one of the five element true evils. After being cultivated, they can not only drive the evil energy to protect the body and injure the enemy, but also have a slight influence on the fire attribute spells. With a slight increase, it can be regarded as the most popular and common type of real evil. Three fire yuan real evils are auctioned separately, each with a reserve price of 20,000 Lingshi, and each increase in price shall not be less than one thousand Lingshi. Now the auction will begin. One serving!" After the old man's palm mana was urged again, the small bottle of white light flashed and sucked the ray of red clouds back, and then said calmly.
After saying this, the whole hall fell silent, and for a while, no one spoke easily.
Obviously everyone wants this real evil spirit, but they also know that the person who bids the price at the beginning is impossible to get this real evil spirit.
Sitting in a corner of the hall, Liu Ming looked at these three true evil spirits, and his heart was throbbing.
Although this Fire Yuan Zhensha is not a rare and rare evil, it wins as much as three parts at a time. If he can really win them all, it will be enough to hit the spiritualist realm in the future.
However, this fire-attribute true evil spirit is by no means a good match with the soul bone of its cultivation, and it will not be of much benefit to the strength after being cultivated into the gang energy.
Moreover, given his current wealth, it is possible to bid for a real evil spirit. If he wants to get all three in his hands, I am afraid it is wishful thinking.
If you can only get one copy, it won't help much. And Qian Dong's half-price pledge is limited to one item.
After Liu Ming's heart rolled for a while, he still hesitated.
At this time, someone has finally made a bid.
"Twenty Thousand Spirit Stones"
"Two Thousand Thousand"
"Twenty-three thousand"
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Although there are many people who have a great heart for this true evil spirit, most of the people here are still casual cultivators, and there are few who can have thousands of spiritual stones on their bodies. Although the bids are fierce, the actual bids are actually only a dozen. It's just an individual.
Moreover, many of the voices still have big forces behind them.
"Thirty thousand twenty thousand spiritual stones! Someone from Yue is sure to win this Huo Yuan Zhen, and hopes that other Taoists will give them a good face." A rude voice suddenly raised the price by thousands, and the owner said Standing up from the middle of the main hall, he took off the cloak on his head. It was a fierce man with a scar on his face, and said with a fist to the people around him.
"It turned out to be the Yue Xueshou of Difengtang."
"This is a true late Dzogchen existence, and most people will never dare to offend it."
As soon as he saw the ugly man's face, someone in the hall immediately began to whisper, looking at the ugly man with three-point awe.
Under the ugly big man's gaze, he was also vaguely self-satisfied.
"Thirty-three thousand spiritual stones! Humph, Boss Yue, you want this true evil spirit, don't we want it anymore. If you really want to take it away, naturally it's better to see who has produced more spiritual stones." There is another indifferent one. The voice of a man, but he yelled out the price without hesitation.
"Ghost scholar, it's you. Okay, I'm really afraid that you won't be better than wealth. Thirty-five thousand spiritual stones!" The ugly man heard this and immediately looked at a thin figure in the hall that was shaded by gray light. Said furiously.
"Thirty-six thousand spirit stones," the thin figure said calmly.
"Thirty-seven thousand" even though he knew that the price was a bit high, the ugly man still gritted his teeth after a moment of uncertainty.
"Hey, buy one point of Fire Yuan Zhensha for thirty-seven thousand spirit stones. Daoist Yue is really a big arm, so let it go to Daoist." After the ghost scholar said hehe, he directly gave up the fight.
When the ugly man saw this, even though his teeth were itchy with hatred, he could only stare at him severely. After Mian Lao announced his ownership, he left his seat and went to deliver the goods.
With the high price of this auction, the other two Huo Yuan Zhen Sha also sold high prices of 35,000 and 33,000 respectively.
One of them was taken by this ghost scholar.
After Liu Ming thought about it, he finally didn't join the fight for the three true evil spirits.
In the following time, under the auspices of Mr. Mian, the auction meeting began to bring out some spiritual artifacts and a large number of rare pill and talisman for auction.
Although these things cannot be compared with the value of the previous true evil spirits, the auction price can be affordable by more people, so the fierceness is better than the former.
Among them, Liu Ming also spent thousands of spiritual stones, photographed two kinds of pill and one kind of talisman, but turned a blind eye to those seemingly valuable spiritual weapons.
Half an hour later, when a rare ice sword weapon was shot off, Mian Lao looked at him, holding a silver plate from the hand of the maid behind him, took out a green vial, and poured out one from it. A blood-red pill, and then raised it with one hand and said with a serious face:
"Everyone must be waiting! The following is the auction time of the finale of this conference! The first one is the three blood burning pills made by Master Fan Baizi himself. They have been verified by this residence. At least it can stimulate a person's whole body essence and blood within an hour, so that its mana soars nearly 40% more than normal, and depending on the physical strength of the person taking it, the increase effect and time can also increase the possibility. The only flaw is that There is a period of weakness for a few months afterwards, but as long as you take more tonics, you can return to normal, and there are no other real consequences. This kind of pill can only be refined by Master Fan in the entire Great Profound Kingdom, and Because the materials used are too rare, Master Fan can only refine these three pills within a few years, so each one is extremely rare. According to Master Fan, the three elixirs must be auctioned together, so the reserve price is high. Shi Sanwan, bidding now!"
With the reputation of Fanbaizi, the people in the temple naturally have no doubts about the efficacy of this burning blood pill, and this kind of critical time can be turned back to life-saving pill. Naturally, it is something that countless forces are interested in. Several generals immediately concealed their original colors. The mysterious man started a scramble.
As a result, after several bids, this bottle of Burning Blood Pill was sold at a sky-high price close to fifty thousand spiritual stones, and was taken away by a man with a black mask in a green robe.
As soon as this person took the bottle of elixir, he immediately left the hall and never came back.
Seeing the results of this auction, Liu Ming couldn't help taking a breath, and for the first time had some understanding of the true value of alchemy.
At this time, Mian Lao took out the second finale auction item, which was a square light yellow wooden box with various light silver spiritual patterns all over the surface, which looked very mysterious.
"Hehe, this thing is extremely rare, I don't know who can recognize this thing in the audience?" Veteran Mian held up the wooden box, and after scanning everyone in the hall, he asked with a smile.
This question caused a commotion among the cultivators present, but most of the gazes looking at the wooden box were suspicious, and obviously few people could recognize it.
This thing is familiar, could it be that after a long while in the rumored "Organization Armor", I don't know who hesitated to say.
"Hehe, it turns out that Brother Nan has also come. It's no wonder that Brother Yinan's accomplishments in mechanical art makes it easy to recognize this thing. This is indeed an extremely rare mechanical armor. This armor It is made from thousand-year-old spirit bamboo and hundred-year-old snake tendon. It not only has endless changes, but also can take into account three different functions of protection and increase attack at the same time. There is no proof, I will show you the power of Taoism." After looking at the speaker, Mian Lao said with bright eyes, and then put the wooden box on the table, and after a single hand shot up, a groove appeared out of thin air in the middle.
White light flashed!
A large thumb spar was inserted into the groove.
Then Mian Lao muttered a word, and one finger of one hand pinched the wooden box a little and went away.
With a "poof", the wooden box turned into countless prismatic bamboo fragments and opened, and then vaguely pounced on the old man.
After a creaking sound, Mian Lao suddenly had a shiny yellow armor on his body. The appearance was simple and vaguely composed of bamboo pieces, covering almost all of his body.
At the moment when the bamboo armor was formed, countless silver runes poured out from the bamboo slices, and after dripping and condensing, they formed a very mysterious silver pattern on the front and back of the armor, which was extremely eye-catching.
At this moment, Old Mian's arm moved, and I don't know what mechanism was touched on the armor. The surface of the body flashed, and a faint silver light screen appeared, just to protect the old man in it.