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After saying that, the group jumped to the roofs on both sides of the street and fled in a row. In a short while, they disappeared.

"Niece Jingyun, uncle, you are frightened by inappropriate defense." An old man with a white beard led a group of more than ten people down the air and said with concern.

Judging from his outfit, he should be a person with status in the Qinghua Sect.

Jing Yun pointed his head and said, "Uncle Shentu is out. Please arrange for the followers to heal the wounds. Jing Yun thanked him here in advance."

"Brother Mo, I'm ready."

After some busy work, Yuan Haocang walked over wearing mysterious armor. He twisted his squeaking armor and asked, "Hey, where is the person?"

Chen Mo was helpless. It seemed that he was wearing slow clothes, so he really wanted to change this.

"Thank you for your help today." A sound like a spring water passing through the stone came, and Jing Yun sat down on the flower wheel and was already in front of Chen Mo.

"Uh, hehe, girl, don't thank you." Chen Mo replied calmly: "It's just that someone is stepping on the road."

Jing Yun smiled with a smile on the corner of his lips, and gently tapped a piece of dark green jade as big as a nail under his fingertips. The flower wheel then turned around and entered the Martial Arts Sect Pavilion under the guidance of the visitor.

Chen Mo laughed and walked towards the street market.

The next morning, the Martial Arts Sect Pavilion gathered practitioners from all over the world. The Taidian Auction was held here, which attracted a lot of people. At this time, the entire building was like an iron pot of boiling water on a flame, which was boiling.

Chen Mo, who was hungover all night, wanted to sleep a little longer, but was pulled out by Yuan Haocang early. At this time, the huge venue was a world of difference from the lively hall. Before people entered, they seemed very quiet.

Now that I have not yet had a sleepiness, each person and the turtle are slept hard.

"Young Master Chen is so elegant."

A charming sound came from afar, awakening the sleeping man and turtle.

"Jingyun?"

Chen Mo rubbed his confused eyes and saw that Jing Yun was still sitting on the flower wheel in the center of the venue, but his expression was a world of difference compared to the dullness of yesterday.

Seeing her charming smile on the corner of her mouth, she obviously painted her with some deliberate makeup. Her thin lips were like cherry red, and her jade face seemed to be peach blossoms. She was originally a girl in her early twenties. She dressed like a mature young woman.

That's right, it's her, but why did it look like two people when I first met yesterday?

"Deacon Jing laughed." Chen Mo stood up and clasped his fists and said.

"Haha, yesterday was too hasty and I couldn't thank the young master for his help. I met him here by chance today. I believe that the young master also needs something. I wonder if I can give Jing Yun a chance to thank you?" Jing Yun's sweet smile on the corner of his lips made people reluctant to refuse.

But as the chairman of Tai Dian, he had a long understanding of this Heavenly Dao Conference. Chen Mo successfully entered the top ten, and the Heavenly Dao was supported by the Tianlei Dao. In the future, he had the opportunity to become a Saint-level emperor.

If you can get to know such a person, the benefits are far greater than the disadvantages.

Looking at Jing Yun who was so merciless, Chen Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, too lazy to think too much. As the saying goes, no matter how profitable you don’t have to get up early, let alone the person in front of him is a person living in the business world, with ears and eyes. No matter how unrealistic a woman is, she has been influenced by the influence, and she has changed her taste.

"If this is the case, there is something that I really want to bother Deacon Jing."

"Oh, Mr. Chen, but it's okay."

Chen Mo walked to her, looked at Jing Yun sitting on the flower wheel, and leaned down and a faint fragrance of plum blossoms floated over.

Looking at her beautiful eyes, she said, "I have some low-grade spirit stones here, can I exchange them for medium-grade ones?"

"Haha..." Jing Yun sneered, covering his lips and sneered, and then continued, "What do I think is it? How many spirit stones do you have?"

"Not many, only nine thousand low-grade spirit stones." Chen Mo said with a straightening of his waist.

"Nine thousand?" Jing Yun was stunned for a moment. Then he called a woman in red from behind and continued to say, "According to the market equivalent, every ten low-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade spirit stone. Can the young master agree?"

"Then thank Deacon Jing. I have some demon cores of different levels and some treasures of heaven and earth. Please help me exchange them together. Why don't you help me evaluate them to see how much it is?" Chen Mo was too lazy to be polite to her, so he simply cleared the storage ring once, and took out the things from the storage ring while saying that.

"Young Master Chen doesn't need it." Jing Yun stopped him, and said to the woman behind him with a drunken smile on his lips: "Take Mr. Chen to the account room to exchange. Except for the nine thousand low-grade spirit stones that were exchanged, the other things were folded into one hundred medium-grade spirit stones."

"This...isn't it?"

Chen Mo asked, "You must know that the miscellaneous things in your hands are worth only a dozen medium-grade spirit stones, and exchange them for one hundred. Haha, there is a little more."

"The auction is about to begin, so there is no need to argue." Jing Yun said calmly, with the feeling that he could not be rejected.

"Then I'll thank you."

Chen Mo no longer refused, bowed and thanked him, and followed the woman in red toward the tent.

The crowds of people surging outside the hall began to enter the venue and pour in. The venue could only accommodate thousands of people. Now, it is an exception to add tables and chairs, and the number of people being accommodated has doubled.

When Chen Mo comes back, the auction has already begun.

"Hey, brothers," Yuan Haocang greeted in the crowd.

Bang.

After a final say, Chen Mo also sat next to Yuan Haocang and looked over. He saw a middle-aged man in the seat, holding his fists and smiling implicitly at the surroundings.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhang from Fengyue Sect, the sixth-grade Wudan belongs to you." Jing Yun still announced with a charming smile.

Immediately, on the exhibition stand, a woman in a fiery red tight robe swung her charming figure, and a brocade box shining with a green jade light was held on her jade palm. Judging from the appearance, the structure of this brocade box was not ordinary.

Seeing her open the brocade box, rays of silver-white light emitted from it. A pill was stored inside, with a round appearance, covering a layer of halo around her body, as if she was alive. The woman showed it and looked at Jing Yun beside her.

"Everyone, this auction item is called Mai Que Pill. As the name suggests, the user is of great help to temper the body and meridians. This pill is temporarily determined to be without grade. The so-called Mai Wu does not refer to the most common pill, but because of its characteristics, it cannot determine its grade because its main material is only a rare portion." Jing Yun introduced.

"What kind of elixir can't be determined, what kind of materials are they taking?" asked one of the people in the crowd.

I saw Jing Yun take the vein squeezing pill, look at it with a beautiful eyes, and continue with a smile on his lips, "The main ingredient of this elixir is divided into two parts. One is taken from the Aicora Mountain, the peak of the Mid-Han Nine-Leaf Cold Chicken Zhi, and the other is taken from the flame-melting grass growing in the Burning Mountains of Active Volcanoes, plus hundreds of special ingredients. It was made by four seventh-grade alchemists after twenty-seven days. There is no second in this elixir."

Chen Mo frowned slightly. As an alchemist, the harder it is to come from, the more effective the pill is. As we all know, things are precious because they are rare. There is basically no one to visit where the two materials are taken. It is already rare to say that they can get these medicinal materials, let alone they have their essence to refine them into pills.

"Tell me about the starting price."

"Yes, let's talk about it."

Most of the practitioners on the scene were, so they were naturally very interested in this meridian stimulation pill. There were constant urging sounds, and everyone was eager to try it.

Seeing the constant urging of the scene, Jing Yun's sweet smile appeared even brighter.

"The auction price of this elixir starts from fifty spirit stones," Jing Yunyan said.

Fifty pieces, compared to most people on the scene, this is not a small number, and the scene instantly became much quieter. However, some people were still a little impatient.

"One hundred." Sure enough, Ouyang Tuo of Qinghua Sect doubled his mouth.

One sentence attracted a lot of secret curses. There were many practitioners coming from all over the place to participate in the competition, but there were not many who could have such financial resources. At this time, they could only sigh and sit down.

"Two hundred." Yan Chuge of the Witchcraft Sect looked like he was determined to win, and the bidding price was doubled.

In an instant, the scene became completely quiet and everyone patroled the sound. Even a little shy of touching the bag was not enough to make a price. The disciples from the Holy Land were indeed generous enough to take action.

Shortly after the opening, someone had already made a tactful choice to leave.

"Damn it, show off your wealth." Yuan Haocang was dissatisfied and then stood up and shouted, "Three hundred spirit stones."

Chen Mo, who was standing aside, smiled. If we talk about this financial power, the Tianji Sect could also rank on the mainland, not to mention that Yuan Haocang and Li Shengshu fought and bet on him to win, and he would make a lot of money in one go.

"Three hundred spirit stones at a time."

The woman in red robe standing behind Jing Yun, with the same charming smile, had already held the wooden hammer and raised it in the air.

The scene was quiet and everyone was holding their breath.

"Three hundred second time."

"Five hundred spirit stones." Liang Xiao of Shengming Sect broke the silence.

It immediately caused a boiling sound in the field and constant discussion.

"Five hundred spirit stones, is this man crazy?"

"This pill cannot determine the grade. There is only one in the world, and it is worth this price."

Jing Yun looked very satisfied. After several bids for fifty spirit stones, it doubled ten times, as if she had expected it, with an intoxicating smile on the corners of her lips.

"But someone else has an increase in the price?" The woman holding the wooden hammer raised the wooden hammer and was about to finalize the hammer.

"One Thousand Spirit Stones."

Yuan Haocang trembled and turned around to look. That's right, it was either someone else who called out the bidding price, or Chen Mo beside him.

Xiao Ba felt so uncomfortable when he yawned. He rubbed Chen Mo and then fell asleep again.

"Brother, you... won't be awake, right?" Yuan Haocang asked in a daze.

Chen Mo's lips curled up and responded with a confident smile, saying, "Do you think I haven't woken up?"

"Haha..." Yuan Hao laughed loudly, sure he was really interested, and felt relieved. He stood up and shouted at the stage: "Let's get the hammer, I think no one has increased the price, haha..."
Chapter completed!