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Liang Xiao, who was sitting in the distance, closed his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart, obviously no longer planning to bid for the auction.

The sound of the wooden hammer is finalized.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chen, the meridian squeezing pill belongs to you." Jing Yun announced to Chen Mo with a slight note of his head.

Chen Mo responded with a faint smile. He naturally planned to take a picture of this pill. Recently, he had vaguely felt the Taoist aggregate of the middle level of the heavenly level. Perhaps when it hit, this meridian quenching pill could be helpful.

In the middle of the field, a woman in red took out a dark green human-shaped crystal the size of a palm from a square wooden box on the booth, and surrounded it with these five golden spells, emitting rays of light.

The woman swayed her graceful body and showed it to the surroundings one by one.

Jing Yunyan said: "This auction item is called Cuiyou Puppet, and it blends with the owner's bloodline, and it looks like it has copied itself. Unfortunately, during the refining process, an accident occurred. It can only stay in the initial stage, so it has limited functions, but the owner will not suffer any losses. It can replace the real body at a critical moment, which is equivalent to having one more life. The auction price starts with thirty spirit stones."

"Haha, it's just a defective product, there's nothing to buy." Yuan Haocang said.

"Forty spirit stones." A person who looked like a casual cultivator shouted.

Such defective products may be disdainful to some wealthy people, but there are also many casual cultivators in the field who are short of money and have paid attention to this.

"Fifty." Without waiting for the former to sit down, Yan Powu, the swordsman on the side, shouted out the price.

Seeing him holding a long knife and staring at the man, if you dare to raise the price again, believe it or not, I will slash you with one knife.

The man was tactful and sat back timidly.

For these casual cultivators, they are not as rich as those of the major sects, but their reputations are not inferior to ordinary people.

"Eighty Spirit Stones." There are always people who are not afraid, like Chen Mo who has not woken up, raised his hand and shouted.

"Oh. Brother, what's the use of this thing?" Yuan Haocang asked.

After stretching, Chen Mo said lightly: "This auction is not more lively, it's too boring."

Yan Powu cast an angry look, grabbed a fist-sized cloth bag on his waist with his palm, thinking that there were ninety-eight spirit stones. If he continued to bid like this, he would definitely not be able to beat him, but the Cuiyou puppet could save his life, it was a good thing.

"Damn, ninety-seven spirit stones." Yan Powu shouted. How can a real man fall behind if he doesn't do anything, and he will leave one for his wife.

Suddenly, the audience was stunned and everyone was stunned. Even Jing Yun frowned. Chen Mo almost didn't breathe in one breath. Ninety-seven, is there anyone who shouted like this in the auction bidding? Is it not in line with the rules?

Yuan Haocang took a breath and said indignantly: "Oh, a country bumpkin dares to compete with Brother Mo." While saying that, he was about to get up to bid.

Before he got up, Chen Mo pulled him back, shook his head at him, and signaled not to bid again. In his opinion, although he did not compliment Yan Powu's character, he also knew that he could have this kind of cultivation. It would be difficult to be sure along the way.

I still vaguely remember that I had never been belittled by others in my past, but by chance, my life was better.

"Haha... Girl, why don't you put the hammer on the hammer soon? No one dares to bid for it." Yan Powu urged.

The woman in red looked at Jing Yun beside her. Seeing her nodding in agreement, she just made a sound of knocking and the wooden hammer was finalized.

"Haha..." Yan Powu laughed heartily, and jumped over several occasions and landed in the center of the field.

The sudden movement caused the guards to hurriedly pull out the sword in the sheath and surrounded him. Seeing Jing Yun stopping him with a look, he retreated.

Yan Powu, who was so happy that he couldn't stop his excitement, couldn't hide his excitement. He took out the cloth bag from his waist, took out a spirit stone and stuffed it in front of his chest, threw it over, and reached out to take the Cuiyou puppet without saying a word, and walked out of the field with a smile.

"Deacon Jing, isn't this a coincidence?" the woman in red asked in a daze.

"Forget it." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jing Yun's mouth.

The scene gradually returned to normal, and at this time, two guards brought a wooden box that was one foot wide and placed on the booth.

When the wooden box was opened, wisps of light emitted, and something as big as a soybean floated out of it, and the light illuminated the surroundings.

"What is this?"

"Is this the Star Crystal?" The scene was full of discussion.

Jing Yun glanced at the obsessed people around him and said lightly: "This auction item is called the Star Crystal. This crystal comes from the sky outside the sky and is taken from Orion formed by the stars. It was originally the edges and corners of the star on the long sword in the hunter's hand. Three hundred years ago, it fell from the sky into the Great Flame Realm. After landing, it was slightly the size of a fist. After three hundred years, only this crystal was less than two taels of left."

"Star Crystal, is it?" Yuan Haocang said with his pupils wide and he said in a flash.

Chen Mo frowned slightly. Could this be what Yuan Haocang said, useful to him?

"What exactly does this thing do?" someone in the field asked.

Jing Yun continued to say: "This star crystal is taken from the Orion sword blade, and is protected by the ancient gods. It also has strong lethality. After grinding it into powder, take one percent of it and injecting it into the weapon, it can greatly increase the lethality of the weapon."

"A significant increase?" Yuan Haocang couldn't wait. After dealing with the weapon mecha for so many years, he had heard of this star crystal. If it could be integrated into his armor and weapons, wouldn't it be like a fish in water?

He couldn't help but ask, "What's the auction price? Tell me quickly?"

"Yes, announce it quickly."

There were urging sounds all around. There were many people present using weapons, including swords and hidden weapons. Even the thunderstorm in Chen Mo's hands could be able to exert unexpected power.

"Gee..." The woman in red looked at the anxious people around her, covered her lips and sneered: "Deacon Jing, the effect is good, please announce it quickly."

Jing Yun moved a little and sat down on the flower wheel, saying to the foreword: "The auction price starts at 500 spirit stones."

"Five hundred spirit stones?"

In an instant, the air was deflated, the price was too high!

"Six hundred spirit stones." Shen Tu Mengting waved to signal in one of the fields.

"Seven hundred." Unfairly, someone shouted at the price.

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Yuan Haocang rubbed his palms, sweat was already overflowing in his palms. It was just because the price was too high, and it was really difficult to speak for a while. At this time, looking at the people who were constantly raising prices, he was anxious and turned around to look at Chen Mo beside him.

He smiled and said, "Brother Mo, this star crystal is a good thing. When I take a photo and divide it into you, it will be like a tiger's wings when it is injected into your thunderstorm."

Chen Mo smiled slightly, looked at his obsessed eyes, and guessed seven or eight points, and said, "I still have some spirit stones here. If you want to buy them, just call for the price."

"Haha, Brother Mo, you are my reborn parents." Yuan Haocang was ecstatic and raised his hand and said, "One thousand five hundred spirit stones."

I'll let you go, are you my prince?

Chen Mo almost breathed in front of his chest and passed out.

However, this price shout did have a big effect, and there was no movement at the scene in an instant.

"Damn, I think who can still be as good as me." Yuan Haocang looked determined to win, and now he is confident.

"Brother Cang, are you buying this price too high?" Chen Mo reminded him as if he was bleeding. That was all hard-earned money.

Looking around in a daze, Yuan Haocang replied, "Haha, it's not high or high."

The sound of the wooden hammer falling was finalized.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yuan, this star crystal is yours." Jing Yunyan said.

"Haha..." Yuan Haocang laughed loudly.

After another three moments, several more collections were photographed, one of which was captured by Shen Yu of Qinghua Sect with 700 spirit stones, and a Tianliu Sword was captured by Li Shengshu of the Eight Desert Sword Sect with 900 spirit stones...

With another wooden hammer sound finalized, a group of hidden weapons, Baye Needles were shot by Qingshui Yahe from Yinkui Gate with 600 spirit stones.

At this point, fifteen collections were sold, with a transaction volume of tens of thousands of spirit stones. As the deacon of Taidian Auction House, Jing Yun made a fortune.

But her face always maintained a sweet smile as always, without too much surprise, as if these were as expected by her, perhaps the proceeds from the auction were just a number for her.

With the sound of the hammer being finalized, someone sent auction items to the booth in the center of the venue. Seeing that the person coming was holding this object, the object was blocked by a layer of black cloth and gently placed on the booth.

The woman in red gently lifted the covered black veil. A purple Ganoderma lucidum-like medicinal material was placed in a transparent triangle. It had roots and the roots looked like a cervical vertebrae. And the purple Ganoderma lucidum, looking closely, looked like a dragon head.

Jing Yun introduced: "This auction item is an eight-grade spiritual medicine called Qinglong Jialan. It is one of the rare medicinal materials among the treasures of heaven and earth. It can be used in combination with other medicinal materials, or grind it into powder and directly used. It has excellent effects on tempering the meridian body, cleaning the marrow and purifying the veins."

Jing Yun continued with a piece of brocade between his fingers: "However, it is three parts poisonous. If you take it in large quantities, the toxins will remain in the body and cause damage. Taking it in small amounts in installments can only absorb the three successful effects. Therefore, it is recommended that the winners can refine pills according to the one-prescription distributed in this picture. At that time, not only can all the toxins be eliminated, but also can play the nine successful effects, cleanse the meridians and flesh, and make people feel refreshed."

For a moment, the conversation started to sound again on the field. Things are good things, but if they are alchemy... there are not many alchemists sitting there. But the three holy realms are different. Usually, special alchemy rooms are equipped in the sect. Even so, it is really difficult to find if you can master the eighth-grade alchemy properly.

"What a pity, if Master is here, I'm probably still sure." Chen Mo shook his head. Although he is an alchemist, with his current strength, it is already good to be able to refine the sixth-grade pill alone.

Eighth-grade pill? Now I can only shake my head helplessly.

The discussion gradually dissipated, and the field became quiet for a moment.
Chapter completed!