who knows

When the dandy bought the bottle of elixir at a price far exceeding the normal price, the audience started whispering.

Zhong Liqing listened carefully, and several insiders around him were talking in low voices about the identity of this dude - his name was Luo Mengjie, he was in the middle stage of Qi refining, and he was one of the bastard sons of the Prince of Danyang.

Donglin, Zhonglixun's hometown, is the most basic city. The four cities in the southeast, northwest and north guard the center and one city. The five cities are one capital, and Yuandu is the capital of Donglin City; A unit is a county, ten capitals are a county, a county has a prestige, and it is the head of a county; more than a dozen counties form a country, and a hundred countries form a domain. A category that cannot be reached in a lifetime.

Tianhua Kingdom is the most powerful country in its group domain, but Danyang County is only the fifth largest county in Tianhua Kingdom.

Of course, compared to Zhongli Qingming's appearance as a daughter of a small town, this dude's status is extraordinarily noble. He didn't dare to be a domineering, but in this remote small town, he was enough to stand out from the crowd.

Not to mention anything else, the son of the county prince's mansion is quite generous.

I thought that dude was just a whim, hyping up to show off his status as the son of the county king, but when the second bottle of red blood pills just started bidding, he directly called out the price of 330 spirit coins, stunned. The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point - I am afraid that only the emcee on the stage laughed secretly in his heart that this guy has a lot of money, and hoped that he would drive up the price even more.

"330 one." Just as the moment of silence caught everyone off guard, and the master of ceremonies on the stage was about to knock down the hammer, Zhong Liqing suddenly raised her voice and interjected.

And following her shouting price, those monks who were shocked also came to their senses one after another, and began to increase the price little by little.

"330 two."

"330 three."

"..."

Although the price soaring to more than 330 has exceeded the expectations of these monks, and it has exceeded their psychological price, but this pill is a scarce consumable, and the price will increase later, so it is better to raise the price at this time If you fight hard when you are still slow, maybe you can miss a bottle or two, which is not a loss.

If there is a chance, Zhong Liqing really wants to explain to these naive monks what is meant by "Teacher."

Now, she just hopes that the idiot of the prince's family in this county doesn't have so much spare money to be angry with her and snatch the lot she likes, and all the previous efforts will not be wasted.

With this mentality in mind, Zhong Liqing began to make intentions or unintentionally, and the price climbed up bit by bit, like tofu being ground with water, as if to be more patient than anyone else.

The final result was not what she expected, the dandy still won the bid, but it was 330 more spirit coins than the previous 360 spirit coins, reaching [-] spirit coins - this price, if you add [-] spirit coins Coins, you can already buy two bottles of Red Blood Pill at an ordinary elixir firm.

Of course, the efficacy of the medicine is far inferior to that sold by this Imperial Treasure Firm, but the price has never been so ridiculously high.

In the final analysis, it was Naluo Mengjie who made a hindrance and raised the price in vain.

Regardless of whether they are interested in this elixir or not, most of the monks who participated in the auction despise what this guy has done, glaring and resentful, but the dandy is still proud and complacent, sitting in the box and talking nonsense, unaware that he has been beaten by a lot People remember it.

Only Zhong Liqing and the master of ceremonies on the stage showed similar and meaningful smiles—the price of the second bottle of elixir is much higher than the first bottle... and what she cares about is not the mere thirty Spirit coins.

After the elixir auction came to an end, the item brought up by the maid was a silver-ranked magic weapon.

Zhong Liqing doesn't care much about weapons, one is that she doesn't know any martial arts skills at present, and naturally she doesn't have any weapons at her disposal; the other is that the grade of the magic weapon is too low, and she is used to the picky eyes of A Niang's collection. But it doesn't matter at all.

She has no intention of revealing her identity now, so she will not easily conflict with others. If she really encounters a situation where she has to do something, the talismans in the Qiankun bag are the first layer of protection. The treasure of the body is the second level, and at the end there is a hole card to draw a talisman in the void. With her current level of spiritual power in the qi refining stage, the power she exerts is far better than the runes drawn by Xing Zhengshi when she fought against Xing Zhengshi, even a monk in the foundation building stage , In the case of being unprepared, if there is no magic weapon to protect the body, you have to catch the Tao.

With these triple guarantees, not to mention invincible, but life is always safe.

It's just that she doesn't need weapons, but it doesn't mean that other monks don't need them. In order to reduce the competition for future auctions, she doesn't mind joining in the fun and helping the Royal Treasure Firm as a free babysitter.

On one side of her she was still thinking, but on the other side she had already lifted the silk cloth, revealing a thin and narrow sword shining with a faint blue light.

Several gemstones of the same color are inlaid on the hilt of the sword, adding a touch of grace to the sternness; the whole sword exudes a chilly aura, it seems that it is a magic weapon blessed by the power of ice and snow, and The power is not low.

"Silver-level magic weapon, Snow Phantom, infused with the original power of ice and snow with cryolite, can bless [-]% of ice-type spiritual power, starting price - [-] spirit coins." The master of ceremonies finished speaking, the venue was quiet for a moment, Zhong Liqing didn't know Is the asking price of this magic weapon high or low, why these monks didn't respond.

Just when she was wondering, she heard a male voice whose voice almost broke due to excitement shouted: "666 six, six hundred spirit coins!"

"Seven hundred." Immediately followed by a deep and elegant voice.

"Hey, Hu, you're not being kind. For such a silver-level magic weapon with [-]% spiritual power blessing, you actually offered seven hundred?" The venue seemed to wake up from hibernation, and instantly returned to the fiery enthusiasm. Not only did they raise prices one after another, but the familiar monks jokingly jokingly jostled each other—a handsome monk not far from Zhong Liqing’s left. Bidding, while smiling at the gentle and elegant friend beside him.

"Your surname is Huo, but you are a wood spirit root who came to take pictures of this ice magic weapon. Do you still have the face to say that others are not kind?" Go back, "Eight hundred."

"Hey, don't mind me. Although I am a wood spirit root, my Xiaolin is a pure ice spirit root. This magic weapon is quite suitable for her." The handsome monk surnamed Huo smiled, and raised his hand to signal the master of ceremonies, "It's brother Don’t argue with me, eight hundred and ten.”

"Tsk, who is your brother?" The monk surnamed Hu rolled his eyes at the other party angrily, but he didn't raise the price after all. He turned his face away with his hands and whispered, "Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, I know that your family, Xiao Lin , forget righteousness when you see sex, value sex over friends..."

More than 800 spirit coins are already the price of a medium-grade silver-level magic weapon. This snow ghost looks beautiful, but the quality is not high-quality. It is already very good to be able to mention the price of more than 800 spirit coins; They all died down and didn't plan to continue bidding.

The two people here reached a consensus, but someone jumped out there unwilling to be lonely - it's not surprising to say that it was an accident, isn't it the county prince Luo Mengjie who jumped up and down when he was bidding for the pill?

"This sword is not bad. My young master is missing such a sword for decoration." Luo Mengjie laughed loudly in the box, as if afraid that others would not hear him, "Just take a whole, one thousand spirit coins."

"Hey, this guy..." The cultivator surnamed Hu's face darkened, and he was about to roll up his sleeves to fight, but was grabbed by the sleeves by the people around him.

"Shut up! You can offend the county prince's mansion?" The monk surnamed Huo waved his hands at him solemnly, and lowered his voice to persuade, "Don't cause trouble."

"You don't want that sword anymore?" Lao Hu had calmed down, but he was still unwilling.

"It's okay, I'll just look for it later," the monk surnamed Huo shook his head, then lowered his voice even more with a smile, "I won't take advantage of this to buy a broken sword with a thousand spirit coins."

"Hey, that's what you said..." Lao Hu smiled at him, keeping everything in silence.

After listening to their conversation completely, Zhong Liqing slightly curled her lips, lamenting that these two people know the current affairs, but at the same time, she couldn't help laughing at the stupid and rich prince of the county. ——In this auction, the spiritual coins that this fellow invested in are probably worth half of the income, right?

Really big patrons.

With the existence of this shit-stirring stick, the price of the elixir, which could only fluctuate around 330 spirit coins, was abruptly raised. After the auction, among the dozens of lots, only one or two were auctioned off by a few monks who were sure to win, and the rest were collected by the dandy, and the Imperial Treasure Firm also gained an extra profit of thousands of spirit coins.

Afterwards, a few more items were put up for auction one after another, nothing more than magical artifacts and medicines. The quality was good or bad. Among them was the more precious firefly fruit, which had a miraculous effect on washing and strengthening the fire spirit root. The spiritual fruit that fire monks dream of.

According to Zhong Liqing's judgment, the neighbor Miss Xi asked her for the scales, and admitted that she wanted to refine the barrier-breaking pill, so she should have the fire spirit root necessary for alchemy. Unfortunately, although she repeatedly raised the price, she was finally rejected. Luo Mengjie took the picture away.

After that, Xi Yuyan's box was silent.

But Zhong Liqing had a hunch that this Miss Xi would never let it go.

Perhaps Zhong Liqing's prayers were not sincere enough to reach the heavens, so after taking most of the auctions, Luo Mengjie still spared no effort to increase the price, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of spiritual coins, which made Zhong Liqing feel A little bit of pressure, especially when she heard that the auction item she wanted was put on the agenda, and the dude raised the price without thinking - Zhong Liqing felt that it was time for her to make a plan.

The lot after this firefly fruit is a material that she has taken care of - the essence and blood of the Linghua epiphytic python.

The blood of this kind of snake monster is not pure, and it can only be cultivated to the golden core stage if it is exhausted. It will have the medicinal properties of this kind of spiritual plant, not only is it a good material for refining elixir, but also the power of the drawn talismans will increase by nearly [-]% in the talisman ink made with this kind of spiritual blood.

Zhong Lixun left a lot of talismans, but not many materials for making talismans. Now that Zhong Liqing has reached the stage of refining Qi, she naturally wants to try to refine some talismans by herself. Purchasing some materials for drawing talismans must also be on the agenda .

Spiritual blood of monsters is an indispensable raw material for making talisman ink. As a talisman master, she always needs to prepare more.

However, before she raised her hand to participate in the auction, Luo Mengjie couldn't hold back and jumped out, frantically frying a bottle of monster blood that could be won for [-] spirit coins to [-] spirit coins.

She thought, at this moment, she could finally understand Xi Yuyan's feelings at that time - hating all the second generations in the world who burned too much money, especially this one present.

Not only did he have to spend several times the price to get the lot that he was confident he could win, but he might even not get it in the end, all thanks to that dude.

If he had a knife in his hand, Zhong Liqing really wanted to plunge the knife into that guy's chest if he didn't care about the half-step Jindan on the stage and the late foundation establishment next to the dude.

Among the monks present, talisman masters are rare, and those who know the goods are even rarer, so in the end no one competed with Na Luo Mengjie.

Anyway, she couldn't get the spirit blood she wanted. When the third bottle of spirit blood was auctioned off by Na Luo Mengjie at a high price, Zhong Liqing made a decision, and simply stopped being attached to the auction item, and instead participated in the auction of the rich young master. in the price-gouging game.

Even the unwanted auction items became lively, and the price had to be increased several times or even ten times before they would give up.

She could keenly feel which lot Na Luo Mengjie was sure to win, and which one he was just bluffing; when he was more than capable, and when he wanted to retreat.

Therefore, she was wearing down the other party's patience and spirit coins without any trace.

This also made everyone, including this rich young master, pay attention to her, a poor young man who sat in a corner and participated in bidding all the time but got nothing.

Perhaps in the eyes of these people, she is just a fledgling stupefied young man who intentionally competed with this rich young man, playing a childish game without knowing it, but lost in the end.

Poverty itself is a sin.

The auction was coming to an end, and Luo Mengjie was naturally the biggest winner. He received scolding and attention, which satisfied his twisted and humble vanity.

At this time, the master of ceremonies suddenly made a gesture - I saw a few strong men pushing a large cart covered with black cloth from under the stage, the wheels were turning creakingly, and the tinkling metal impact could be heard and low growls.

It seems that this last lot is a living thing.

Seeing that the master of ceremonies frowned after listening to a young servant's whisper, it took a while to pick up his smile again, and his interest was aroused in the audience, and the people who speculated a lot explained: "Dear fellows, the following This lot is an extra harvest today. It already has an owner, and it is not within the scope of our auction. It is just because the owner of this lot suddenly changed, and a large amount of spiritual coins are urgently needed, so we entrust our bank to list this lot. auction."

As he spoke, he motioned for his assistant to open the huge black cover.

The boxy iron cage, each railing is thicker than a human thumb, and the lot that was imprisoned in the big iron cage and tied with heavy iron chains was beyond everyone's expectations.

It was a... girl.

The author has something to say: Huo is not Huo, Huo can't hide ╮(╯_╰)╭

Inserting a love triangle between Lao Hu, Lao Huo and Lao Lin, it can be regarded as a small evil, don't worry about it hahahaha~~

By the way, I stand with Lin Yuzhi and I, Mr. Han, and I will marry Mr. Leng Fourth! ! !