Rise of Qinglian

Opposite him is Li Yang from Qingyang Sect.

"It will take at least several years to refine the seven taels of silver essence. It is rare. The ten finale auction items are now the sixth one. I don't know what the tenth finale auction item is."

"We'll just wait and see, but is Wei Guo holding an auction of this scale for another purpose? To trick us into participating in the auction, and then do something wrong? Over the years, the five sects of Wei State have lowered the requirements for accepting apprentices and recruited a large number of disciples. Disciple, in this situation, it is clear that we are about to go to war. Our country of Song is next to the country of Wei, and it is very likely that it is the target of Wei. If we lose a few monks in the alchemy stage, the invasion of Wei will be smoother. "

Li Shixian looked worried.

Li Yang smiled indifferently, and said: "Brother Shixian is too worried, if you want to fight, you should fight in an upright manner. If Wei Guo uses the auction to play against us, the reputation will be bad. They should not be so stupid. Of course, we dare Come, it is natural to have something to rely on, if Wei Guo acts recklessly, it may not be good to ask for it."

He brought all the treasures of Zhenzong with him, so he was naturally full of confidence.

"That's true, but I still can't figure it out. Why are the five sects of Wei holding such a large-scale auction? What's the benefit? It's just to attract people? It's just an auction, how many people can it attract? The auction is over, isn't it? Everyone go home."

"The answer is about to be revealed, ten thousand."

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The competition for third-order materials was fierce, and this piece of seven-two-weight silver essence was finally auctioned off by Wang Huashan at a price of 60,000 spirit stones.

"The low-grade fire-attribute demon pill of the third rank is a high-quality alchemy material. The base price is 3,000 spirit stones. Every time the price increases, it must not be less than 1,000 spirit stones."

Lu Zhanyuan pointed to a red wooden box and said, inside the wooden box was a red ball the size of an egg.

Tier 3 monsters are equivalent to monks in the alchemy stage, they have already developed a trace of spiritual wisdom, and it is very difficult to kill them.

The value of a third-order demon pill is no worse than a five-hundred-year-old panacea.

"What? A third-rank demon pill? You guys are willing to take out a third-rank low-rank demon pill?"

A man's voice full of surprise came from a guest room on the third floor.

"To tell you the truth, this demon pill is indeed a third-order pill, but it took a lot of time to kill this demon, and more than half of the demon power in the demon pill was consumed. The quality of this demon pill is not particularly good, but it is used to refine the third-order pill. The medicine is still fine."

"So that's what the old man said! Tier 3 monsters are hard to kill. Who would easily sell a Tier 3 demon pill? It turns out that the demon pill consumes more than half of the demon power. It is no problem to use it for alchemy, but the effect is a little worse. , it’s not bad to give it to spirit beasts, the old man will pay 15,000.”

Although more than half of the demon power was consumed, it was a third-tier demon pill after all. Many core formation monks participated in the auction and bid enthusiastically. Finally, at a high price of 50,000 spirit stones, it was taken by a core formation monk on the third floor.

In a private room on the third floor, a tall and thin old man in yellow robes was holding a red wooden box with a red ball inside.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and he put down the wooden box.

Du Zhanyuan held up a gleaming silver talisman. The surface of the silver talisman was covered with runes the size of rice grains, exuding an astonishing wave of aura.

"The eighth auction item is the finale, a low-grade third-rank talisman seal and two celestial stellar talismans. This talisman is a defensive talisman, and its defense power is no worse than that of a first-order defensive magic weapon. The base price is 5,000 spirit stones, and each increase should not be less than 2,000." .”

"Third-tier defensive talisman!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes were a little fiery. Speaking of which, he doesn't even have a defensive magic weapon.

He also thought about this third-tier defensive talisman, it was not something he could bid for.

This Liangyi Tiangang Talisman fetched a high price of 70,000 Lingshi.

"One piece of animal skin of a third-grade middle-grade flame fire clam can be used to refine a fire-attribute magic weapon. The base price is 10,000 spirit stones, and the price increase should not be less than 1,000 each time."

Lu Zhanyuan held a crumpled red animal skin in his hand, and the surface of the red animal skin was covered with a layer of red light.

"The skin of a third-tier middle-grade fire-attribute monster!"

Wang Changfeng was full of envy, and his eyes were fixed on the animal skin in Lu Zhanyuan's hand.

"Ten thousand!"

"twelve thousand!"

"Thirteen thousand!"

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"The old man paid 20,000 yuan."

A moderate voice came from a guest room on the third floor.

Wang Changsheng recognized the voice. This person just bought the third-tier demon pill, and now he bids 30,000 for the third-tier animal skin. He is really rich and powerful.

The competition was fierce, and finally the animal skin was auctioned at a high price of 55,000 Lingshi.

Only the final auction item was left, and the monks present were very curious as to what the final auction item was.

Du Zhanyuan patted the storage bag, and a yellow light flew out from it.

It was a yellow shield the size of a palm. After Du Zhanyuan hit it with a formula, the size of the yellow shield skyrocketed to about ten feet high.

The whole body of the yellow shield is covered with a layer of yellow light, and a lifelike wolf's head is engraved on the surface of the shield, exuding an astonishing wave of aura.

"The coyote shield in the prototype form of the magic weapon is known by many. The further refinement of the magic weapon is the natal magic weapon. On top of the natal magic weapon is the prototype of the magic weapon, and then the magic weapon. This coyote shield is made of third-grade top-grade jade stone and a variety of It is refined from third-order materials, and a piece of Shutu stone is added. Shutu is a heaven and earth spiritual object with an earth attribute, which contains a trace of spirituality. There was a mistake in the refining process of this treasure, so it was not refined into a magic weapon, but The prototype of the magic weapon has a base price of 50,000 spirit stones, and each price increase should not be less than 5,000."

"What? The prototype of the magic weapon of the earth attribute."

There was a sound of surprise and surprise from a certain guest room on the third floor. The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a yellow brocade robe came out.

The middle-aged man was full of pockmarks, short and fat, with a bulging belly, like a huge ball, and his eyes were narrowed into a thin slit.

The pock-marked man flew down onto the high platform and reached out to grab the yellow shield.

Du Zhanyuan frowned, and said, "Senior, you..."

"roll."

The pockmarked man glared at Du Zhanyuan, and a powerful spiritual pressure rushed out of him, rushing towards Du Zhanyuan.

Du Zhanyuan retreated more than ten steps, his face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Jute, do you want to make trouble? This is the state of Wei, not the state of Chu. You are not allowed to be presumptuous."

A cold male voice suddenly sounded.

A Confucian student in green shirt with a square face flew down to the high platform, looking at the pockmarked man with cold eyes.

When the pock-marked man saw the green-clothed scholar, like a mouse seeing a cat, he smiled embarrassingly, withdrew his fleshy palm, and said in a flattering tone: "Sun Daoyou joked, how dare Huang make trouble, just seeing this The rudimentary form of a magic weapon, I was excited for a while, fellow Taoists also know that Huang is just a casual cultivator, not comparable to you sect cultivators."

Seeing this scene, most of the monks present were dumbfounded.

Both of them are monks at the alchemy stage, why is the pockmarked man so afraid of the green-clothed scholar? The man with the pockmarked face had just spoken coldly to Du Zhanyuan, but when he saw the green-clothed Confucian scholar, he seemed like a different person, as if he didn't care about his face at all.

A look of disgust flashed in the eyes of the green-clothed scholar, and he said calmly: "It depends on when you get excited, go down, take a picture of this hyena shield and come up."

The pock-marked man smiled awkwardly and flew back to the third floor.

The Confucian scholar in green shirt looked at Du Zhanyuan and ordered: "Nephew Du, continue."

"Yes, Uncle Sun."

"The coyote shield, the prototype of the magic weapon, has a base price of 50,000 yuan, and each time the price increases, it must not be less than 5,000 yuan."