Mr. Mo's face flushed and he raised his hands, "Maybe some of the people here don't know me, but most of them should be familiar with me." Mr. Mo always looked kind and smiling.
"Hey, Mr. Mo, please stop talking nonsense and go straight to the topic. It's not like we have to deal with you once or twice." The voice sounded as if Jin Zhong was the rugged man with beards that Zhao Jiuge had seen before. shouted from below.
"Haha, you are still so impatient after all these years. Well, I won't talk nonsense, but I will tell you some good news. I have temporarily added a final item today that I believe will satisfy everyone." He was interrupted by the rough man. Mr. Mo was not angry when he spoke, "Then let's go straight to today's topic. The first item is the spiritual light mirror, which is priced at two hundred spiritual stones."
Monks usually exchange items or use spirit stones to trade. Small auction houses like this don't have any good stuff, and they are basically mostly monks in the foundation building realm.
Then Mr. Mo's voice sounded again, "The magic mirror of spiritual light is a treasure of the same level. It can resist some spiritual damage. Although it is not particularly powerful, it is very practical." Mr. Mo held a two-foot-long mirror in his hand. , small lines and patterns are carved around the mirror, and the mirror reflects waves of spiritual light.
Looking at the spiritual light mirror held in Mr. Mo's hand, a pot exploded below, and noises were heard everywhere. "The first item today is a treasure, so what is the finale today?"
"It's a defensive weapon. Although it's not very powerful, it's really practical."
"This magic weapon is good, but it is not affordable for those of us who are new to the psychic realm."
For a time, various voices in the venue were talking about it, and everyone was whispering to each other.
"Two hundred and twenty yuan." A clear voice sounded. It was the young man who looked at Mo Ling'er without blinking when he came in. At this time, he was shouting the price triumphantly. Zhao Jiuge looked at the young man with curiosity. Mo Ling'er saw Zhao Jiuge's look, "This young man's name is Xiong Yikang. He is the only son of the Xiong family. His father is in the early stages of spiritual transformation. He has been doting on this only son since he was a child. He is a typical playboy."
Zhao Jiuge nodded slightly and raised his lips slightly, "Oh, so that's it. No wonder we, Ling'er, look down on her." With a teasing look on his face.
"Humph, that's not the case." Mo Ling'er's cheeks were slightly red, she pursed her lips and muttered softly.
"Two hundred and five" a cold voice came from a young man in the crowd. Judging from the family members surrounding him, he was the young master of a small family in Dongyang City.
"Looking at you, you look like a 250-year-old, so why don't you give me 300 yuan?" Xiong Yikang said with a sarcastic look on his face, as if he had something to do with the young man with a cold voice, and his words were disrespectful.
Hearing the insults in the words, the cold and indifferent young man's expression did not show much emotion. "You are a good-for-nothing. Apart from taking advantage of your family's influence to bully others and playing with women every day, what else do you do? Four hundred dollars." Shi, as long as you can add one piece, I will give it to you and I won't argue with you." Although the voice was light, there was no curse word in it.
"You...!" Xiong Yikang gritted his teeth, his face turned blue, and his eyes were full of anger. Although he was angry, he did not have that many spiritual stones to increase the price. His family could not get a thousand spiritual stones a year, and his father loved him. But that didn't mean he was allowed to spend as much as he wanted. He immediately snorted and turned his head away from talking, his chest still rising and falling slightly.
After waiting for a few seconds, Mr. Mo scanned the crowd with his eyes. "Four hundred yuan for the first time, four hundred yuan for the second time, and the spiritual light mirror for the last time. Does anyone else want it? Four hundred spiritual stones are sold, and the spiritual light mirror belongs to us." Master Lin." Seeing that no one continued to increase the price, Mo Lao confirmed the buyer of this spiritual light mirror.
Four hundred spirit stones are not a small amount for these casual cultivators. Except for a few people, everyone around them looked at the cold young man with envy. The cold young man looked even more complacent at the reactions of the people around him. , with his mouth wide open and a faint smile on his face.
Xiong Yikang looked at this scene with a sinister look in his eyes, a heavy snort coming from his nose, his face became even uglier, and his chest became wider.
Seeing others successfully taking photos of the aura mirror, Zhao Jiuge also had a hint of envy in his eyes and looked at others with his lips pursed. After all, he had never come into contact with magic weapons. The only long sword he carried was snatched from Xiao Yu's hand. As for the treasures of the same level, he had never used them before.
"Jiuge, the first few treasures are just average, and there are three more powerful ones at the end. Tell me which one you like, and Uncle Mo will give it to you." Seeing the envy on Zhao Jiuge's face, Mo Lingjie said with a slight smile.
"The second item is a medicinal material. Three-hundred-year-old red and yellow ginseng contains rich spiritual power that can cleanse the marrow and fortify the body. It is a rare medicinal material in the psychic realm. The starting price is one hundred spiritual stones." Mr. Mo smiled seductively. He explained that he was holding something in his hand, a palm-sized ginseng that was brown and yellow in color, almost like a humanoid, with a few ginseng whiskers like beards.
"Two hundred spiritual stones, hehe, don't grab it from me. This is for my apprentice. I hope you can give me some face." At the same time, a pressure of spiritual power spread in the auction house, and many ordinary The faces of the generals looked miserable for a while, and even those with low cultivation levels changed drastically.
Mo Laoman's frowning face was filled with helplessness. He pursed his lips, rolled his eyes and shouted at the old Taoist priest, "Sloppy old Taoist, you are purely using force to solve the problem." The sloppy old Taoist priest chuckled twice without saying much. , an expression showing that I just don’t know what you can do to me. In the end, no one said anything after a while, and the red and yellow ginseng was obtained by a sloppy Taoist priest.
Things were slowly taken down one by one. They were all materials, medicinal materials, etc., but there was nothing that moved Zhao Jiuge. As the auction house slowly entered the second half, something that shocked the whole audience appeared! Although the Soul Gathering Technique and Cultivation Technique are not very advanced, everyone is flocking to them. Although the Gathering Technique determines the length of the cultivation path, ordinary people can access these things, and even the most rubbish techniques are still a treasure.
With the appearance of the Spirit Gathering Technique, the whole scene became a bit uncontrollable, with red eyes shouting the price, and finally one thousand two hundred spirit stones were photographed. Any skill is more valuable than a magic weapon. Zhao Jiuge licked his mouth and thought to himself what level the Sanskrit Music skill belonged to.
As time went by, most of the items were auctioned off. "Haha, there are only three items left today. The last one was added temporarily. You must prepare the spirit stone." Mr. Mo smiled. After saying that, there was an object carrying a rope in his hand, and there was no light in it. "This item is called Wulong tendon, which is made from the tendon of a black dragon. It is a magical weapon that can help and trap enemies.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the Oolong tendon in Mr. Mo's hand with no interest at all, and at the same time he was secretly worried. Although Uncle Mo said that he would give it to him if he saw something he liked, but he had already selected the last three pieces and still didn't like it. He couldn't help but There is anxiety and expectation.
In the end, the Wulongjin Liubai Lingshi was photographed by the gloomy old man. Zhao Jiuge not only felt uncomfortable looking at the skinny and gloomy old man, but also felt uneasy and got goosebumps when he heard the old man's voice just calling out the price.
Then Mr. Mo took another object in his hand. When he saw what Mr. Mo was holding, Zhao Jiuge's eyes widened immediately. He stood up excitedly, opened his mouth slightly, and trembled his lips as if he wanted to say something. He was so excited that he had no words. A look of fondness on his face.
A flag about two or three feet in size. I don’t know what kind of fabric it is made of. It is completely white and has a golden pattern. The flagpole of the small flag can just be held with one hand. Zhao Jiuge liked this flag at the first sight. .
"The Lihuo flag can spew out Lihuo by injecting spiritual energy. The inside of the flag calls itself space. Although the space is not big, its own properties are already close to the range of spiritual weapons." After blinking, Mr. Mo continued to seduce everyone.
"Uncle Mo, I like this magic weapon so much." Zhao Jiuge swallowed his saliva and asked with anticipation. "Haha, Uncle Mo is a man of his word. As long as you like things." Mo Longjie smiled slightly and then whispered softly to Zheng Jie behind him, "Go down and talk to Mr. Mo." "Yes, Patriarch." I owe you a little. Zheng Jie bowed his body and said respectfully, but when he turned around, his eyes were full of jealousy, which quickly disappeared and was well hidden.
Zheng Jie went down to Mr. Mo and whispered something in his ear, then raised Yang's hands, "This Lihuo flag has been taken away. I'm sorry, everyone." The voices in the venue became slightly softer, "By the way, What, finally I caught my eye on something today, why didn't I bid for it and someone else bought it directly!" The sound of the golden bell followed, and the rough old man yelled with a confused face.
Mr. Mo was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, our family master is giving this thing away. The most important thing today is the last one. I guarantee that everyone will be satisfied. If you are not satisfied, I will feel sorry for this sign of our Mo family." Then he explained to the crowd with an apologetic look on his face.
"Hmph, then I'll wait and see what the last item is, it's so mysterious." The bearded old man snorted coldly, and then sat down with a confused look on his face.
"Okay everyone, let's take a look at the last item today. I believe everyone will be absolutely satisfied. It's a good thing, haha." Mr. Mo returned to his red and kind smile and said mysteriously.
When Zheng Jie came up with the magic weapon Lihuo Flag, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but touch it gently with his hands. His eyes were full of joy and curiosity. Looking at the white flag embroidered with gold edges, Zhao Jiuge thought that he should go back and use it as soon as possible. The Blue Spirit Pill broke through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Only the Spiritual Transformation Realm can use treasures. Otherwise, I can't use the Lihuo Flag, which makes me feel itchy.