In fact, Ye Chengfeng guessed the beginning, but failed to guess the ending.

As early as when the Red Sun Pill was specially refined for the ancient martial arts exchange conference.

He already knew that this kind of pill refined with spiritual medicine for ancient warriors would definitely be very popular.

Even the Red Sun Pill is diluted after a lot of dilution.

At the same time, Yangyuan grass only consumed a mere plant and refined more than 100 Red Yang Pills.

But spiritual medicine is spiritual medicine after all.

Moreover, Ye Chengfeng added a large number of precious medicinal materials to the Yangyuan grass, and the magical effect of the Huanglong Cauldron.

So where is the effect of the final elixir that is comparable to that of ordinary ancient martial arts elixirs?

However, what Ye Chengfeng never expected was that the popularity of the Chiyang Pill was completely beyond his expectations.

In fact, someone is willing to buy it forty million yuan per piece.

If you raise the price slightly, it will be 50 million yuan, or someone will want 60 million yuan per piece, right?

There is also the Wuxuan Pill that costs 100 million yuan.

If the Chiyang Pill is best-selling, then the Wuxuan Pill will definitely be even best-selling.

These ancient martial arts sects are all good people.

As long as they can improve their strength, just money is not just something outside of them?

Just like him, Ye Chengfeng himself.

If there is a great spiritual medicine, even if it sells one billion or even one hundred billion, he will try every means to buy it.

After all, there are very few cultivation resources these days.

If you miss it once, you may never be able to touch it again.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but pretend to reach out and snatch it in his arms.

Then, he took out the ten magic weapon bracelets again, chuckled and placed them on the street stall, and said to the woman in white gauze: "Fairy, I think you have misunderstood! I just said that I would like to come first and then to order, but I just had this kind of magic weapon."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but lit a cigarette.

After taking a deep breath, he continued: "After all, although the effect of magic bracelets is the same, the material and color are different. Only in accordance with order can the person who talks about buying first have more opportunities to choose."

As he said that, he pointed to the Chiyang Pill and continued: "There are no differences in materials and colors for these Chiyang Pills, so no matter who says to buy first and then, there is no need to choose."

"Who said no?"

The sloppy and white-haired old man suddenly laughed and said, "I see that some of your Red Sun Pills are slightly larger, while others are slightly smaller."

"I can say, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but give him a blank look, which made everyone laugh.

"No matter what your reason is! Anyway, I was the first to say that I would be fully covered."

The woman in white veil hummed, and her voice became colder.

"Good things are always the ones who are at the highest price. Who will cover them all with you?"

The young man in the ancient sword sect is quite proud.

Then, he gently patted Ye Chengfeng on the shoulder with a feather fan and said with a smile: "Little brother, listen to me, I guarantee you make a lot of money!"

"How about this, let's have a small auction."

Ye Chengfeng smiled wickedly: "Because the goods are very limited, I believe many people here want to buy it! Let's just buy it one by one, and the higher the price will be!"

He now understood something.

That is, the strength of those ancient martial artists is actually very slow to improve.

Maybe some people can take a few years to improve their level.

Therefore, it is obviously extraordinary that this Red Sun Pill, which can improve at least one level by eating one.

"Finish! My ancient sword sect is money."

The young man in gorgeous clothes nodded.

"Boy, you will regret it."

The woman with white veil's full chest rose and fell for a while, and then she nodded with gritted teeth.

"Fairy, I'm timid, don't threaten me."

Ye Chengfeng suddenly laughed and said, "If I am afraid, I will close the stall and run away. No one of you can buy it."

"Bai Lingsha! Will you die if you are not scared?"

When the young man in the ancient sword sect heard this, he immediately glared fiercely: "Be careful that you will become a public enemy in Yanyu Pavilion!"

"that is!"

Many ancient martial artists agreed.

"Photo! Take a photo!"

Bai Lingsha ignored the young man in the gorgeous clothes and just kept urging Ye Chengfeng.

"Sell magic bracelets first, and after selling them, you will auction the pills."

Ye Chengfeng smiled wickedly.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I want it all."

The young man in the Chinese clothing grabbed the ten magic bracelets and threw out a card directly.

"readily!"

Ye Chengfeng laughed loudly and asked Lin Ziwei to transfer the money, earning nearly 200 million yuan.

After that, when the young man in China and Bai Lingsha and his party thought that Ye Chengfeng was about to start auctioning pills, Ye Chengfeng reached into his clothes and took them out.

Then, he took out a large handful of magic bracelets.

"How many of these... are there?"

The young man in the gorgeous clothes couldn't help but gasp.

"Not too many, the last thirty."

Ye Chengfeng said lightly.

But it caused a lot of exclamations on the spot.

"I'm sure there is no?"

The young man in the ancient sword sect in a somewhat uncertain way, tentatively: "If there isn't, I'll buy it for you, and then you have to auction the pills quickly."

"Whether there are or not, I have this batch of Yanyu Pavilion bags!"

Bai Lingsha suddenly said.

"It's OK."

The young man in the Chinese dress shrugged: "Only the girls like this thing."

"What are you saying?"

Zi Ling beside Bai Lingsha was very dissatisfied.

"I didn't say anything, please pay quickly. After that, let the little brother start taking pictures of the pills."

The young man in gorgeous clothes sneered slightly.

"Take it!"

Zi Ling handed out a card, which soon caused Ye Chengfeng's account to surge by nearly 600 million yuan.

It made Lin Ziwei stunned.

After all, Ye Chengfeng got more than one billion in just two hours!

It can make money even more money than the Supreme Alliance collects street stall rent!

And in fact, Ye Chengfeng's elixir has not started to be photographed yet.

Based on Lin Ziwei's understanding of Ye Chengfeng, this guy must have a lot of elixirs.

So, it is estimated that Ye Chengfeng’s ancient martial arts exchange conference will probably earn more than 5 billion!

"Okay, the books are sold out, the magic weapons are sold out, and the last pill is left."

After arriving at the account, Ye Chengfeng clapped his hands and said, "Start now, the auction of the first Red Sun Pill is at a minimum price of 20 million yuan. Each price increase starts from one million yuan, and there is no cap on the upper limit."

"Thirty million!"

Bai Lingsha said without thinking.

"Three thousand five million!"

The humanity of the Fengyi School.
To be continued...