Volume Two, Chapter 122: Four...
Almost all the monks present at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and forming pills is the dream they have. Even though many monks are only in the early or mid-stage stages, the auction will only be once every hundred years, so it is impossible for them to reach the late stage in a hundred years.
The rarer level of Peiyuan Pill is even more than that of Foundation Building Pill. Sects like Luoxia Mountain can only refine three or five pills every year, but there are tens of thousands of cultivators in the Foundation Building stage, and this pill is far from enough to divide.
At this time, the monks below breathed one by one, and there was a red light in their eyes. This Peiyuan Pill is definitely something that can make these monks crazy.
Ten monks wearing the costumes of elders of Longtai Trading Market came to the stage. All of them were in the Dan Killing Stage. Each of them held a jade bottle in their hands, which contained the Peiyuan Pill that the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage had dreamed of.
Some monks even had the idea of robbing, but this also disappeared in a flash, because not to mention that this is Longtai City, even the monks in the field cannot deal with the elixir stage. Even if they really get the Peiyuan Dan and the elixir, so what? Not to mention the elixir stage, or the Nascent Soul stage, life will not be easy if they offend Longtai Trading Company.
In the past, there was a case where a monk in the Nascent Soul stage robbed Longtai merchants and was wanted and killed.
The shopkeeper Long Da was tired and said, "Everyone, there are 10 Peiyuan Dans that have started auctioning below. One is auctioned each time, with a starting price of 200,000 spirit stones. Each increase must not be less than 1,000 spirit stones."
As the shopkeeper Long finished speaking, the offer of the monks also flipped quickly. Almost instantly, the price reached 400,000, and then it slowed down.
"430,000!" After two consecutive failures, Yue Lin has not bought anything yet, so there are enough spirit stones.
"450,000!" Yan Nanfei has not lacked spirit stones since the last secret trial.
"500,000!" Lu Zhan just thought about buying Peiyuan Dan and leaving quickly.
The others were silent. The price of 500,000 is not low. There are 9 left behind. Lu Zhan just got a million-dollar spirit stones, and it is obviously not worth it to bid with him now.
But if Lu Zhan was asked to buy one at such a price, wouldn’t he still have the energy to buy it?
"510,000!" Lianchengbi increased the price!
Yue Lin looked at Lian Chengbi and seemed to sigh that although he was stronger than him, Lian Chengbi was the grandson of the head of the sect after all, and his net worth was above him.
Lu Zhan looked at Lian Chengbi's private room, how could he not understand the intentions of these people?
"550,000!" He added another 40,000.
This time, no one bids again, letting Lu Zhan buy the first shot, and he will lose his biggest competitor, so their bidding will be easier.
"Fifty-five thousand times..." The shopkeeper Long stopped just as he shouted, because the numbers on the light curtain changed again.
"550,000,100!" Look at the number again, 59741 (I will piss you to death)!
There was a boiling rush in the field.
If it was said that the Yanyan Dan was just now because it was scarce, so this person bids with him, but it seems that this is not the case at this moment. He is completely here to find fault. He adds one thousand each time, and it is specifically targeting Lu Zhan and Yue Lin. Is there any grudge?
Everyone couldn't help but wonder who it was?
However, if hundreds of thousands of people in the field are checking with their spiritual sense at this time, they are seeking death. Even if these monks do not fight back, they will find one of the hundreds of thousands of people, but they cannot achieve it with their foundation-building stage cultivation.
Although several elders on the stage saw Yi Cheng's appearance, no one except Mr. Ling knew him.
Mr. Ling did not miss his voice at this time, so as not to become the target of public criticism.
"600,000!"
“600,000,100!”
“610,000!”
“611,000”
"620,000!" Lu Zhan didn't believe that this man had just spent 1.5 million, and how much money he had left now.
“621,000!”
"630,000!"
“631,000!”
"640,000!"
“641,000!”
"650,000!"
“651,000!”
"700,000!"
"700,000!"
"750,000!" Lu Zhan went crazy
“751,000!”
"800,000!"
“800,000 1,000!”
"900,000!"
“900,000,100!”
"1 million!" If you want to buy it, you can, but you have to make some more blood. Lu Zhan has hated this person to the core and wants him to be the sucker!
Silence...or silence!
Lu Zhan was sweating on his forehead. He realized that he had been fooled, and others did not think about buying it at such a high price.
The shopkeeper Long was also very funny at this time, but he didn't show it. He only said, "One million once, one million twice, is there any higher? One million three times, the deal!"
Then an elder saw the jade bottle in his hand walking towards the private room of Cangming Mountain.
Although Lu Zhan was bleeding in his heart, he did not dare to reveal his slightest. He could only smile and take the Peiyuan Pill bought from the millions of spirit stones. He hated the monk No. 59741 in his heart to death.
The second bottle of Peiyuan Dan has also started auctioning, and the price has stopped after it reaches 400,000. Not everyone has the ability to buy Peiyuan Dan for one million.
"400,000,100!" This number that makes people feel chilled appears again. If you don't have to look at the number, it will naturally be 59741 (I'll piss you off to death)!
The field was silent. It was only 400,000. After a moment, when the shopkeeper Long shouted for the first time, Yue Lin said unwillingly: "500,000!"
Even if you want to buy it, you can't let him buy it at such a low price.
"500,000,100!" There was no doubt that the number appeared.
Yue Lin secretly hated him, but his spirit stones were not enough, so he looked at Lian Chengbi.
This time, Lian Chengbi did not lend him the spirit stone, but shouted himself: "600,000!"
If you can buy this price, you won’t continue to shout if you can’t buy it, so as not to make a second Lu Zhan. At the same time, the price is not low, so he doesn’t believe how many spirit stones this monk can have.
“600,000,100!”
Lianchengbi no longer bids, and others also chose to remain silent!
Yi Cheng successfully bought this Peiyuan Dan.
An elder was just about to send it to Yi Cheng, but Old Ling stopped him and said, "I'll go, I know this person!"
The elder looked at Mr. Ling in surprise when he heard this. They were also very interested in this interesting guy.
Mr. Ling did not answer at this time, but just said, "Let's talk about it after the auction is over. Anyway, he is an interesting little guy!"
Seeing Mr. Ling walking towards him, Yi Cheng couldn't continue to sit down, so he stood up and greeted Mr. Ling. At this time, the monks who had been paying attention to him in the field also saw Yi Cheng's appearance clearly.
"It's him, it's him. I'll tell you how to go against me! Damn it, buy it, it's all mine!" Yue Lin cursed in his heart when he saw Yi Cheng's appearance.
"Senior Brother Yue knows him?" Although Yue Lin's voice was very small, Lian Chengbi was next to him and he still heard it.
"He was at Longtai Trading Company that day!" Yue Lin said angrily. Even Cheng Bi heard about this, so he did not hide it.
"Oh, no wonder, but there is no need to worry, such a swagger will die very quickly!" Lian Chengbi said indifferently.
Although Lu Zhan didn't know Yi Cheng, he wrote down Yi Cheng's appearance.
"I said to you, you have offended a lot of people this time!" Mr. Ling said in a voice when he saw Yi Cheng.
"Haha, it's okay!" Yi Cheng didn't care at all.
Chapter completed!