The cannon fodder female supporting role desperately rolls in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 116 Auction IV
"Since big brother needs it, just take it, what kind of spirit stone do you want." Yun Chuchu put the storage bag in front of Su Che.

How ignorant is she to ask for the senior brother Lingshi.

"It's just that the longevity fruit will be given to the elder brother later."

The space is merging, and it is estimated that it will take half a day to complete.

"Take it away, this longevity fruit was bought by the elder brother and his family, and the spirit stone is also his." Su Che threw it back to her.

"Oh."

So she took it.

"Next is the No. 40 four items, a bottle of Wannian Lingrui, about [-] drops, which can be used by any monk without any side effects. After taking it, it will help monks break through their cultivation base and bottlenecks. All fellow Taoists are welcome to actively bid and start bidding. The price is [-] low-grade spirit stones, and each price increase must not be lower than [-] low-grade spirit stones, and the auction begins."

As soon as the old man in purple finished speaking, all the monks in the audience were shocked. The Wannian Lingrui is like a panacea.

It only takes one drop, and a monk in the late stage of Qi training can directly break through to the Foundation Establishment, without the need for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Just for a moment, the bidders were all crazy.

"Fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Sixty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."

……

"100 million low-grade spirit stones."

The bidding sounds ebb and flow.

Even Su Che was eager to try, ready to bid with a look of gearing up.

Wu Hao, who had been sitting and not interested in anything, stood up and came to the window, his eyes fixed on the bottle of Wannian Lingrui.

Eyes are full of excitement.

"300 million low-grade spirit stones." The competition in the private room started, and someone on the tenth floor called for a price.

"350 million low-grade spirit stones." Another private room on the tenth floor.

Ninth floor: "400 million low-grade spirit stones."

Third floor: "450 million low-grade spirit stones."

Tenth floor: "600 million spirit stones."

"Eh, Patriarch Cang Wu has made a move." Su Che looked towards the private room where the voice came out, which was Patriarch Cang Wu's private room.

"Then senior brother, is he still bidding?" Wu Hao asked.

"Hey, Patriarch Cang Wu has bid, so he must win. Patriarch's cultivation has been stuck in the late stage of transformation for a long time. He needs this ten thousand year spiritual milk, but my patriarch also needs it."

Su Che sighed, he was overjoyed too early, he didn't dare to fight with Patriarch Cang Wu, he would be cut off.

After Patriarch Cang Wu bid for the auction, both Su Che and Wu Hao lost interest and sat back to eat the spiritual fruit.

On the contrary, Yun Chuchu watched with relish, and hearing the number of spirit stones made her blood boil.

It is cool to have Lingshi.

It is also a blessing to see this rare scene without Lingshi participating in the auction.

At this time, the auction price has reached 1000 million low-grade spirit stones, and the ancestors on the tenth floor are fighting for it.

The price reached 500 million low-grade spirit stones in an instant.

"2000 million low-grade spirit stones." Cang Wu offered a high price.

"Hmph, brother Cang Wu is really rich and powerful." A voice sounded.

"Brother Tianjian didn't give up too much, hahaha... Old man, we'll see the truth under my hand." Cang Wu turned back unwilling to show weakness, the old man of the sword sect really hated him, for fear that he didn't know it was Cang Wu.

Is he afraid of him? He is afraid of a hammer. Both of them are in the late stage of transformation. If there is a real fight, he may not lose.

What's the matter with the sword cultivator, he's not a vegetarian with supernatural powers, let him chop him with a sword?

"The two of you pinch each other when you meet. It's really unfriendly. Come to the Acacia Sect of the slave family and ask the slave family to calm the anger of the two elder brothers."

A delicate voice sounded, which made people's hearts rippling.

"You old hag, when did your taste become so strong?" An ambiguous male voice sounded.

"Happy old man, it's none of your business, don't meddle in my old lady's business." Hua Qian'er's tone changed, and she said in a vicious voice.

"Hua Qian'er, I'm doing it for your own good. That old boy from Jianzong can be contaminated by you, and he won't kill you with a single blow."

Huan Yue said angrily, this dead woman was a brother and sister with him in the early years, and the two became a couple of dual monks, but the good times didn't last long, and the conflict between the two deepened day by day.

Eventually the two parted ways.

Hua Qian'er ran to build the Hehuan Sect, specifically to seduce the male disciples of his Huanxi Sect, and kicked him after he was hooked.

"It's none of your business, my wife is happy."

"You... are stubborn, and one day you will regret it." Huan Yue gritted her teeth, and the dog bit Lu Dongbin, she didn't know a good heart.

"Seniors, this is the auction of Linglong Pavilion. If you have something to say, you can discuss it in private. Please don't affect everyone's bidding."

The old man in purple was furious when he heard that, the auction venue has become a place where people talk about housework, did they really not pay attention to Linglong Pavilion?
After hearing what the old man in purple said, Huan Yue and Hua Qian'er quickly shut up. They really forgot what this place was and where they ran wild.

Auctions follow.

The old man in purple reminded: "One time for 2000 million low-grade spirit stones."

After he finished speaking, another bid came from the tenth floor: "Two million low-grade spirit stones in 2000."

"Twenty-one million low-grade spirit stones."

"3000 million low-grade spirit stones."

"Thirty-five million low-grade spirit stones."

……

Yun Chuchu's mouth swelled when she heard the price.

"Hey, our Patriarch Cangwu is a bull, and he beats Jianzong every time." Su Che laughed unkindly after hearing the bidding.

If Patriarch Cangwu bids for the Wannian Lingrui, he will definitely be able to advance to the Great Perfection, and the strength of the Wuhua Sect will be strengthened again.

"Brother, do you think Patriarch Cangwu has won so many Patriarchs of Huashen?" Wu Hao asked worriedly.

"Why can't we fight, let's help the ancestor."

"How to help?"

"Hey, come here." Su Che waved to Wu Hao.

"We are like this..."

"Junior Junior Sister just looks at it, so you don't need to participate." Su Che said again.

Yun Chuchu nodded, she really couldn't get involved in such a top-level auction.

She just watched the play quietly.

At this time, the bidding came to 5000 million low-grade spirit stones.

"5000 low-grade spirit stones." Wu Hao pressed the bidder.

"Hey, the person on the fifth floor is bidding again, and he dares to make a move at this level."

"If you don't dare, as long as you have spirit stones, you are a master. If you have spirit stones, who doesn't like Wannian Lingrui? Linglong Pavilion only recognizes spirit stones but not people."

"If I have spirit stones, I'll take pictures too, but unfortunately my spirit stones are only a fraction of others'."

"Hehehe... each other, each other."

Everyone was whispering and looking at their private room.

The ancestors of Huashen on the tenth floor saw Xiao Luoluo coming out to make trouble, but they didn't dare to threaten them. Everyone knew the power of Linglong Pavilion.

When Cang Wu heard that there was an offer in Su Che's private room, he went straight out of the private room to the fifth floor.

He knew what the little ones were going to do.

"6000 million low-grade spirit stones."

Wu Hao: "6000 million low-grade spirit stones."

"Sixty-five million low-grade spirit stones."

Wu Hao: "Sixty-five million low-grade spirit stones."

No matter who asked the price, Wu Hao had 1000 yuan more spirit stones than others, which made those ancestors jump their feet in anger.

(End of this chapter)