Chapter 562 Bidding

"This Heart of Ten Thousand Trees has survived the thunder tribulation, but it is a dead baby, right?"

A cold and cold voice fell from the third floor, and a short sentence made everyone in the building stunned.

The heart of all trees, if you want to become a god-turned, is to overcome the thunder tribulation and transform into a living creature. If you only transform into a body but have no living creatures, then such a heart of all trees is just a dead thing with a body of spiritual power.

Moreover, without the mind of the ten thousand trees and without the control of the spiritual power, it will continue to dissipate with the passage of time.

The value was directly gone.

In an instant, all the enthusiasm of all the monks in the building was extinguished. Looking closely, the jade-colored baby on the tray seemed to be asleep, but under the monk's spiritual consciousness, it was discovered whether there was life or not.

I didn't find out before that it was just that everyone was concerned about the Bo family and did not use their spiritual sense to investigate immediately.

However, this concern does not include the Nascent Soul monks on the third floor. Therefore, although the monks on the third floor are always extremely quiet, although it is lively below.

This heart of all trees without wisdom is just a relatively precious treasure.

Lingmu's ten thousand years of cultivation is extremely useful to the monks who practice wood-based methods. Unfortunately, most of the monks in the Wuxianhai practice water-based methods.

There are also wood-type people, but only a few, and even fewer people who have reached the advanced level.

For example, in the room where Ling Chu is located, except for the magic practiced by Jingyan Zhenren, which is a rare method of spiritual consciousness, Liu Chun and Jingxin Zhenren are all water methods.

For a moment, the atmosphere in Sui'an Building became strangely quiet.

"The Saint said it right. Although this thing has survived the thunder tribulation and transformed into shape, its spiritual wisdom has disappeared in the thunder tribulation. This is why, this thing is not the final auction item. Although my Bo family is a merchant, he is also a Taoist practitioner and will not deliberately deceive you fellow Taoists." Bo Shiyu looked at one of the rooms on the third floor with affectionate eyes, with his eyes as soft as cool as possible. "Although the heart of ten thousand trees has lost its spirituality and has become the Lord of God, this ten thousand years of cultivation is real. Refining it can be worth hundreds of years of hard practice."

After a hundred years of hard work, Bo Shiyu's words are not wrong. Although the Heart of Ten Thousand Woods has ten thousand years of cultivation, if it is refined by a cultivator, it will be consumed during the refining process. In addition, it is not the spiritual power obtained by one's own cultivation, so it takes time to assimilate a little bit. Moreover, the Heart of Ten Thousand Woods has no spiritual intelligence, and the spiritual power is dissipating all the time. It is great to be able to refine a hundred years of hard work.

"Fairy Bo, you probably forgot to say that not all monks can refine the spiritual power of the Heart of Ten Thousand Trees." The cold voice sounded again, as if he was deliberately picking the thorns of Thunder Rain.

Ling Chu heard the cold voice again, frowned slightly, as if he was a little confused, "Fellow Daoist Liu, do you know who this person is?"

Liu Chunzheng withdrew her gaze with a pity. She was a water law monk. No matter how good the heart of Wanmu was, she had no chance of having sex with her. As soon as she came back to her mind, she heard Ling Chu's question, stretched her head and looked at Bo Shiyu, and smiled, "If you can make Bo Shiyu look like this, you are also called the saint. I think it is the saint of Penglai."

"Saint of Penglai?" Ling Chu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Does Fellow Daoist know the name of this Saint of Penglai?"

Seeing that Lingchu was so interested in the Penglai Saint, Zhenren Jingyan looked up slightly.

Liu Chun didn't think much and replied casually, "I have never heard of what my surname is."

Qingyue?

A strange color flashed through Ling Chu's eyes, raised his eyes and chuckled, and did not ask anything else, but turned to the high platform downstairs.

On the high platform, the smile on Bo Shiyu's face rarely changed, "All fellow Taoists are the best in the vast sea. The little girl thought she was the little girl, but you also knew it. I think it was the little girl who took it for granted. The ten thousand years of spiritual power condensed by the heart of thousands of trees all came from spiritual wood. Therefore, this spiritual power is probably only a fellow Taoist who practices wood method can refine one or two."

After saying that, Bo Shiyu spoke directly, "This is already clear. You fellow Taoists might as well think carefully. The starting price of the Heart of Ten Thousand Trees is also one hundred top-grade spirit stones."

Originally, she wanted to say one hundred and fifty, but she had to say that she was so upset by the saint of Penglai. She really angered Bo Shiyu. Whoever said that Qingyue was cold and frosty, and she was not as cold as the person who was there, Bo Shiyu was petty and cunning and eloquent, would she be anxious?

There were not many monks who practiced wood techniques, but they were disturbed by this. For a moment, the auction atmosphere in Sui'an Building was really low.

Ling Chu, who was sitting in the private room, had a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

The Penglai Saint dismantled the table just right, and she was bound to win the heart of thousands of trees.

“One Hundred and Sixty.”

The price of shouting was gradually rising slowly. When it was about 150, Ling Chu finally spoke up and joined the competition.

Ling Chuyi spoke, and all the monks in the family were stunned.

Zhenren Jingxin and Zhenren Jingyan: Elder Chu is so rich!

Liu Chun: It turns out that this fellow Taoist Chu practices wood method.

Not many people are interested in the Heart of Wanmu, and Ling Chu's voice is also very dull, as if he is talking casually, but it does not attract much attention.

However, the monks in the first floor, who were separated from the seats, looked up at the second floor, and then many monks withdrew from the competition.

The auction has just begun. Most of the guests on the second and third floors are coming for the final auction items. In fact, most of the treasures in front are monks who sit apart on the first floor.

These are some unwritten rules. However, there are also cases where monks on the second and third floors take action because they are interested in something in front of them. Most of the time, monks on the first floor with insufficient family resources will not join the competition.

The second and third floors are actually symbols of wealth. They can’t beat each other’s wealth. If it is not necessary, why waste this money?

Therefore, Ling Chuyi spoke with a calm and casual tone, as if he was determined to be able to calm down many casual cultivators on the first floor.

However, there are also those who are not shocked.

"One Hundred and Seventy!"

"One Hundred and Eighty." Ling Chu slowly increased the price again, and her casual tone seemed to be that the 180-year-old spirit stone was not taken seriously by her at all.

"One Hundred and Ninety!"

"two hundred."

The price reached 200, and there were fewer monks competing, leaving only three people competing.

After a while, the Heart of Ten Thousand Woods was finally sold by Ling Chu for 250 top-grade spirit stones. Jingxin Zhenren looked at Ling Chu and saw that his face was calm, as if the 250 top-grade spirit stones were just a small fortune.

But in fact, Ling Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart while maintaining the smile on his face.

Fortunately, the price has not gone up any further.

Her entire family is less than 300 top-grade spirit stones.
Chapter completed!