Wuhuang is above

Chapter 591 Auction 9
Adding a ninth-level spirit grass and an eighth-level spirit grass together, exchanging for an eighth-level spirit beast is already a bit of a loss, but the people of the Tai Chi sect are obviously very interested in this star bull toad, so they added an eighth-level spirit grass again. Ling grass.

"One ninth-level spiritual grass plus two eighth-level spiritual grasses. I wonder if this fellow Taoist on the third floor will increase the price?"

The man on the third floor spoke calmly, without any fluctuations.

"Add two more white stone fruit!"

In the end, Tianxing Niuchan still fell into the hands of the third-level person, Yin Mingzi was still a little unwilling, and asked the third-level person.

"Fellow Daoist, I really need this star bull toad very much. I will exchange it with you for a Yinming Pill, which is worth far more than an eighth-order spirit beast. How about friendship?"

"Yin Mingzi, you've really got your money's worth, you can take out things like Ming Dan, it's ruthless!!"

Yin Mingzi's complexion was a bit uneasy. It took him six months to cultivate one of the Ming Dan, which would be of great benefit to everyone. Normally, he wouldn't mind even three eighth-order spirit beasts. Change.

But this time because of the problem of cultivation, if he can't successfully obtain the Heavenly Star Bull Toad, I'm afraid that all previous efforts in cultivation will be in vain.

A Nether Pill, exchanged for an eighth-order spirit beast, no matter how you say it, the other party will not lose money.

What disappointed him was that the casual cultivator on the third floor still didn't say a word.

Yin Mingzi didn't use restraint to speak, he was sure that the other party must have heard what he said, but he didn't even reply.

Yin Mingzi became a little annoyed, and said loudly: "A mere first-level casual cultivator, don't toast or eat fine wine! I am Yin Mingzi, the elder of Xuanyin Sect, and I am talking to you here now. I advise you to think I wonder if you can still leave here after the auction is over."

This is an aboveboard threat, and the auction will naturally not sit idly by, Lingxi frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of Yin Mingzi.

"Friends of the Xuanyin Sect, think about the consequences before speaking. This is the territory of the Myriad Beast Sect, not your Xuanyin Sect. Please think again!"

Yin Mingzi snorted coldly: "After a while, if there is something your Wanshouzong wants, let's see if you will still say that..."

After speaking, he opened the restraint of his box. In the box, an old man in his seventies sat quietly on a chair, with a sting of an eagle flashing in his eyes.

"Go and see if you can find out the information about the person in that box...you dare to oppose my Xuanyin Sect!"

The tit-for-tat confrontation between several people was just a small episode. After the first group of items detonated a small climax, there was nothing more interesting in the next few groups of exhibits.

Feng Qingyu sat in the box, brewed the spiritual tea planted in the space, and took a sip. The taste was much better than that provided by this auction.

On the side, Xi Yan complained: "I feel like this auction is so boring, there isn't even a decent item."

Feng Qingyu smiled slightly. It was just boring for them. After these few rounds, except for the people on the third floor who didn't make any quotations, those on the first and second floors who were less powerful all called for prices one after another.

Except for some barters, which may not have what the auctioneer wants, there will basically be dozens of people competing for the auction conditions such as spirit crystals and stones, and in the end there are only two or three people left. Let who.

These Mahayana monks broke their heads and wanted to fight for something, but in Feng Qingyu's eyes, it was almost worthless.

Yawning, Feng Qingyu's eyes lit up when she heard the name of the next exhibit, and she sat up straight at the same time.

(End of this chapter)