Chapter 114 Luo Zhen

A monk in the audience said with bright eyes: "Mo Baili, are you willing to trade You Tan Dan?"

Mo Baili smiled arrogantly: "Of course! I think I can successfully build the foundation without using the Foundation Establishment Pill. It's just a Youtan Pill. Why would I be reluctant to part with it? If you need it, Fellow Daoist Huang, feel free to bid. The minimum price is one thousand spirit stones."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk surnamed Huang shouted directly: "Two thousand spiritual stones!"

Although he tried to raise the price to scare others away, some people didn't buy it. Another male cultivator snorted: "Two thousand two."

The monk surnamed Huang looked a little ugly: "Two thousand and five thousand."

The male cultivator who was bidding against him didn't care and continued to increase the price: "Two thousand seven."

Liu Qinghuan shook his head. Although he was jealous, but with his few spiritual stones and no wealth to compete with these people, he couldn't help but sigh that he was really poor.

The two of them raised the price all the way to 4,500, which made the people around them speechless. The elixir required for You Tan Dan is extremely rare and difficult to refine, so it is basically in a priceless state on the market. Although four thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones is a bit high, who knows if there will be that shop after passing this village.

Mo Baili smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Fellow Daoist Huang offered four and a half thousand, will Daoist Xu add more?"

The male repairman who paid the price had a pale face and his lips tightly closed.

Mo Baili said: "Okay, are there any other fellow Taoists who want to add more? I'll count to three, and no one raises the price. This You Tan Dan belongs to Fellow Daoist Huang. Three, two, one!"

The two quickly handed over the spirit stones, and the atmosphere at the trade fair became very lively because of the appearance of You Tan Dan. After that, Mo Baili's spirit sword was sold for a high price of one thousand spirit stones.

One by one, the monks walked up to the stage and took out their belongings to be auctioned one by one. Some of them fetched high prices, while others failed to sell.

At this time, a female cultivator in pink clothes walked up to the stage. She was extremely beautiful. Although the pink dress on her body did not reveal any skin, it was extremely tight, making her even more graceful and graceful.

As soon as she came on stage, there was a buzz of discussion below.

"Wow, this is Luo Zhen, the most beautiful woman in Feiyue Tower!"

"Didn't you say that Feiyue Tower and Xingyue Palace are hostile? Why are there people from Feiyue Tower here?"

"Who knows. But probably because it's Luo Zhen, who can refuse her?"

Regarding the following discussion, Luo Zhen seemed not to have heard it. She took out three boxes and placed them on the table. Then she opened one of them and took out a palm-sized piece of ore and said: "Ice Soul Stone, a second-grade spiritual ore." , the best ore for making ice-based spiritual swords, can also be melted into sword cultivators’ swords to improve their quality, with a base price of one thousand spiritual stones.”

Yun Zheng, who had been sitting lazily on the chair, suddenly sat up straight and looked at the ore in Luo Zhen's hand.

At this time, someone had already started bidding: "One thousand spiritual stones."

"One thousand and one."

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Liu Qinghuan glanced at Yunzheng and found that he sat back lazily.

The bidding for this ice soul stone was not fierce. When the bidding reached one thousand and five, the field seemed to have cooled down, and Yun Zheng lazily shouted: "One thousand and six."

The previous bidder hesitated and gave up bidding, so Yun Zheng used 1,600 low-grade spiritual stones to put the ice soul stone into his bag and continued to sit down lazily.

Luo Zhen opened the second box again, but this time she took out a book: "The remains of the long-distance teleportation circle, there are five pages. The base price is five thousand spiritual stones."

When Yun Zheng heard the words "Long Distance Teleportation Formation", he had already sat upright with a "huh". He looked at the book with bright eyes, and then frowned at Luo Zhen.

There was also an uproar in the hall. Long-distance teleportation formations have not appeared for many years, and the few current long-distance teleportation formations still exist only in the four major sects.

"Five thousand spiritual stones!" Someone shouted: "This thing is just a broken copy but it actually costs five thousand spiritual stones?"

"Don't scream if you don't understand." Someone retorted to him: "The long-distance teleportation circle is extremely difficult to find in the current world of immortality even if it is a broken copy. Hey, I came to the right place today! I saw it Something that has been lost for more than tens of thousands of years!”

"Yeah, I don't know where Luo Zhen got it from. Unfortunately, I don't know the formation, so it's useless to buy it."

Everyone was only busy discussing, but no one bid, so Luo Zhen said impatiently: "Is anyone bidding?"

"I'll come out! Five thousand spirit stones." Yun Zheng stood up and said.

Someone finally recognized him: "Isn't this Yunzheng from Ziwei Sword Pavilion? I heard that he is from the Yuncheng family, so it would be a good idea to buy this book."

Luo Zhen looked at him and found that he had also bought the last piece of ore from her. She glanced at the audience and saw that no one was bidding anymore, so she nodded and said, "Okay, this book is yours."

Yun Zheng went up to the stage, poured out fifty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag, and handed them to Luo Zhen.

Yun Zheng's face remained calm, but from the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but turn up, Liu Qinghuan knew that he was in an extremely happy mood.

At this time, Luo Zhen opened the last box and took out a black translucent bag the size of a fist. She said in a clear voice: "Sword bag..."

As soon as these two words came out, the whole hall was shocked!

"Sword pouch? Did I hear correctly?"

"Ah, I think I heard it wrong too. Did she say sword pouch?"

Luo Zhen on the stage finally smiled. She was so gorgeous that all the male cultivators were dumbfounded.

"Yes, I'm talking about the sword pouch." Luo Zhen said.

Someone shouted: "Junior sister Luo, I remember you are not a sword cultivator, right? Where have you been walking around and you have harvested so many top-quality things?"

Luo Zhen laughed, ignored the man, and continued: "I don't know what materials the sword pouch is made of. It may have been around for too long, and a lot of the spirituality of this sword pouch has been lost, but with the spirit grass spirit When the medicine is placed in it and warmed, it should be able to restore its original spirituality."

She paused and glanced at the audience before continuing: "I have no use for keeping this thing, otherwise I wouldn't put it up for auction. I believe you all know the function of the sword pouch, it is a special pouch for Wenyang Jianwan , can cultivate the spirituality of the flying sword and increase the power of the sword pill at a low price of 20,000 spirit stones!

"Twenty thousand spirit stones! Even if the sword bag is damaged, the price is definitely cheap." A male cultivator said, and then wailed: "Ah, I want it so much! But I don't have that many spirit stones. Junior Sister Luo, Can I owe it first and pay it back to you later when I collect the spiritual stones? Or I can pay it off with other things."

Luo Zhen flatly refused: "No! I just want the spirit stone."

There was a sigh in the audience. The sword pouch is what every sword cultivator wants. If you refine it yourself, you may not be able to do it even if you spend 20,000 spirit stones unless your cultivation reaches the foundation building stage.

Some people are already borrowing spiritual stones from people around them. Luo Zhen did not rush and stood on the stage leisurely.

Yun Zheng, with a dark complexion, called to Liu Qinghuan: "How many spirit stones do you have on your body?"

Liu Qinghuan took out his storage bag and handed it to him: "Take it, I don't have anything to buy anyway."

In his storage bag were more than 3,000 spiritual stones that he sold for spiritual power pills before leaving home. Later, he obtained the storage bags of Yao Yuanbing and Ma Chong in the underground palace, which together contained more than 3,000 spiritual stones.

Yun Zheng's face relaxed a little, and it seemed that he had collected enough. He took out all the spirit stones and put them in a bag, returned Liu Qinghuan's storage bag to him, then stood up and said: "I will pay 20,000 spirit stones. "

You guys, do you think I will add more updates if you reward me with 2,000? Am I such an unscrupulous person... I really am!

You are trying to drain me dry...