Rise of Qinglian

After Wang Mingzhan returned to his seat, Lin Huaigang took out a blue boat the size of a palm. With a light shake, the blue boat flew out and grew to three or four feet long.

"The top-grade flying spirit weapon Qingyuezhou has a base price of two hundred spirit stones, and each price increase should not be less than twenty spirit stones."

It is very difficult to refine the flying spirit weapon, and it is more precious than the defensive spirit weapon. It is the most commonly used means of transportation for monks in the Qi refining period.

"Two hundred and thirty!"

"Two hundred and fifty!"

"Two hundred and seven!"

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After raising the price seven or eight times, this Qingyue boat was auctioned off by a cultivating family in the private room upstairs at a high price of five hundred spirit stones.

Lin Huaigang coughed lightly, and with a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "I've kept fellow daoists waiting for a long time, the auction of the finale treasure will be held next."

He took out a red wooden box from the storage bag, and took out two gleaming red talisman seals from it. The surface of the talisman seals was covered with red spots, like a meteor shower.

"The second-order low-grade spirit talisman Meteor Fire Rain Talisman is comparable to a full-strength attack by a monk on the third floor of foundation building. Meteor Fire Rain is a large-scale attack spell with extremely powerful power. The base price is two hundred spirit stones. Each time the price is increased, it cannot be less than Twenty dollars."

As soon as the words fell, a man's voice came from a private room on the second floor: "Two hundred."

"Two hundred and thirty!"

"Two hundred and fifty!"

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These two Meteor Fire Rain Talismans were finally sold at a price of 700 spirit stones.

Lin Huaigang was very satisfied with the price, and took out the second finale auction item, two emerald green wine jugs, lifted the lid of one of the wine jugs, and a strong strange fragrance wafted out.

Wang Changsheng's position was relatively forward, smelling a strong aroma of wine, he felt refreshed.

"Two jugs of Violet spirit wine. This spirit wine is brewed with a variety of second-order spirit medicines. It can only be drunk after two years in the cellar. When monks in the foundation building period drink this wine, it will have the effect of improving mana. The base price is two hundred spirit stones. , each price increase should not be less than twenty spirit stones."

"Two hundred and twenty spirit stones!"

"Two hundred and four!"

"Two hundred and six!"

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After more than a dozen price increases, two jugs of purple spirit wine were auctioned off by a VIP upstairs at the price of 700 spirit stones.

Wang Changsheng was a little strange. He found that Sixth Uncle seldom opened his mouth to bid. Could it be that he was waiting for Ziyu Lingshui?

Lin Huaigang took out the third finale auction item, a cyan scroll. With a flick of his wrist, the cyan scroll flew out of his hand, and a spell hit it.

The cyan scroll unfolded in mid-air, and in the painting was an eagle soaring high. The painting of the eagle was vivid.

"The eagle map, a low-grade flying instrument, flies extremely fast. The base price is two hundred spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than thirty spirit stones."

"Two hundred and thirty!"

"Two hundred and six!"

"three hundred!"

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The final price of this eagle picture was 570 yuan of spirit stones, which was auctioned off by the distinguished guests upstairs.

Three finale auction items have already been auctioned, and the monks present all wanted to know if the next auction item would be a spiritual object to assist foundation establishment, and looked at Lin Huaigang expectantly.

Under the watchful eyes of all the monks, Lin Huaigang took out a blue brocade box that was about ten feet long and one foot wide. Inside were four gleaming blue daggers, the four blue daggers were of the same length.

"A complete set of flying swords Qingyang sword, each is a low-grade magic weapon, refined from the century-old Qingyang Lingzhu, four flying swords are sacrificed at the same time, the power is huge, the base price is 300 spirit stones, and the price cannot be increased each time. Less than fifty spirit stones."

"three hundred!"

"three hundred fifty!"

"Four hundred!"

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This set of Qingyang Feijian was finally auctioned off by someone upstairs at a sky-high price of 1,200 spirit stones.

After taking off this set of flying swords, Lin Huaigang took three steps back and stepped aside.

As soon as the door of a private room on the second floor was opened, Lin Yuxin came out, touched the floor with her foot, flew up, and landed firmly on the circular stone platform.

"The final auction item, I will auction it."

As Lin Yuxin said, she patted the storage bag on her waist with her jade hand, and a blue light flew out of it, which turned out to be a blue wooden box.

A look of excitement flashed across Chen Hu's eyes, and he fixed on Lin Yuxin.

All the monks present showed excited expressions on their faces, and looked at Lin Yuxin with fiery eyes.

Lin Yuxin took out five cyan porcelain bottles from the wooden box, and said loudly: "Five bottles of Ziyu Lingshui, Ziyu Lingshui is the spiritual liquid prepared by our second-rank alchemist of Zixiaomen, and most of the foundation-building monks of Zixiaomen I have taken purple jade spirit water, of course, this is diluted purple jade spirit water, if it is not diluted purple jade spirit water, I will not put it up for auction, five bottles of purple jade spirit water will be auctioned separately, each bottle of purple jade spirit water The base price of Jade Spirit Water is 300 spirit stones, and every time the price increases, it must not be less than 100 spirit stones."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Hu stood up and said excitedly, "I will offer a thousand spirit stones."

"A thousand and one!"

"One thousand and two!"

"One thousand and three!"

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The voice of bidding is endless. As early as three months before the auction, the Lin family sent people to publicize everywhere. There are quite a few Xiuxian families participating in the auction, and there are a few wealthy casual cultivators. .

Chen Hu gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Three thousand."

In order to buy a bottle of Ziyu Lingshui, he did not hesitate to spend most of his net worth.

"Three thousand two!"

"Three thousand three!"

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The price climbed steadily, and it didn't take long for the price to reach 4,000.

The competition for the five bottles of Ziyu Lingshui was extremely fierce, and Wang Mingzhan also called for bids, but he failed to auction off the next bottle of Ziyu Lingshui.

Five bottles of Ziyu Lingshui were sold at prices of 5500, 4700, 6000, 52002 and 6500 respectively, and Chen Hu didn't get a single bottle.

As a casual cultivator, after deducting the daily expenses and the loss of hunting monsters, he only accumulated 4,000 spirit stones. This was pieced together by Lu Erniang and a few companions. Even so, he still couldn't buy it. For the next bottle of purple jade spirit water, the financial resources of the Xiuxian family are not comparable to that of Chen Hu, a casual cultivator.

When the last bottle of Ziyu Lingshui was taken away, Chen Hu slumped on the chair, his face full of frustration, as if he had lost his soul.

The man who was almost sixty years old was full of grievances and couldn't help crying in public.

He worked from dawn to dusk, stayed in the mountains all year round hunting monsters, almost died in the mouth of monsters several times, isn't it just to go further on the fairy road?

But now, among the five bottles of purple jade spirit water, he failed to auction off the next one.

At the age of sixty, the difficulty of building a foundation will increase, which is common sense in the world of cultivating immortals.

Chen Hu was really not reconciled, but he was powerless to change. The reality is so cruel. He put his life on the line and only reached the ninth level of Qi refining when he was almost sixty. The next bottle of purple jade spirit water.

The members of the Xiuxian family do business in a safe and stable manner, and receive a large amount of Lingshi every year.

At this moment, Chen Hu felt a little resentful towards those cultivating families. If they hadn't driven up the price, he would definitely be able to buy a bottle of Ziyu Lingshui.

A tall and thin old man in yellow robe came out of a private room on the second floor, flew up, and landed firmly on the circular stone platform.

He cupped his hands at everyone and said with a smile: "This is the end of this auction. Thank you for coming to this auction. Half a year later, Yuxin and Zhao Daoyou from Zixiaomen held a double cultivation ceremony and became a couple of double cultivation , if you are free, you can come to our Lin family to have a glass of wedding wine, our Lin family welcomes you."

The auction ended, and all the monks left one after another.