"Dear fellow Taoists, Ding Chan, is responsible for hosting this auction. All the treasures in this auction are magic weapons of seventh grade or above, so the order of the auction is carried out according to the level. The number of magic weapons this time is more than 1,000, and each piece is a fine product. It will definitely not disappoint you fellow Taoists. Next, we will start the auction of the first magic weapon!"

As Ding Chan finished speaking, a beautiful female cultivator in white brought up a jade box. Please use it to visit this site.

Ding Chan took the jade box, opened the lid, revealing a three-foot-long light blue exquisite spiritual sword.

"The top-level spirit sword of the seventh level is made of the bones of the early stage of the ninth level. It is not only hard, but also has a 20% to 30% increase in water spells. It also has a beautiful appearance and is most suitable for female cultivators. Sisters, don't miss it. If other fellow Taoists present have someone they like, this is a good gift, and they may be able to touch the hearts of the beauty! The base price is 100 billion, and the price increase in this auction must not be less than one billion spirit stones!"

Ding Chan's words were very inflammatory. Many of the early Mahayana female practitioners present suddenly lit up. This was indeed a rare treasure.

And many people are also considering whether they want to buy this treasure back and win the hearts of the beauty!

The bottom price of 100 billion is indeed not expensive. A sixth-level spiritual treasure could be sold for 70 billion, not to mention this seventh-level spiritual sword. Although ordinary innate spiritual treasures are two to three times more expensive than acquired spiritual treasures, the normal price of these seventh-level top-level spiritual swords is close to 200 billion.

"One thousand one hundred billion!"

"One, 20 billion!"[

"One Thousand Thirteen Ten Billions!"

"One Thousand Three Hundred and Five Billions"

"One,400 billion!"

"One,500 billion!"

"One,51 billion!"

The price of this spiritual sword has been rising all the way, and the speed only slowed down after reaching 150 billion. However, there are still many monks who are calling for the price. After all, most Mahayana monks are stuck in the early stage of Mahayana throughout their lives. Only 30% of them can enter the middle stage of Mahayana, and only about 10% of them enter the late stage.

Those who reach the first level of perfection are probably not even one tenth. As for the second level of perfection, there are only ten people in the entire spiritual world now, and as for the third level of perfection, there are those who have achieved success in ascension, and not even one of them can be found in tens of millions of years.

Seeing that the auction scene of the first spiritual sword was so hot, Yi Cheng and Yunzhu both smiled.

"One thousand seven hundred and fifty billion!"

"One,80 billion!"

"One,81 billion!"

"One,82 billion!"

"One,83 billion!"

"One,84 billion!"[

"One,85 billion!"

"One,86 billion!"

"One,87 billion!"

"One,900 billion!"

At this time, only two early-stage Mahayana female practitioners in the hall below were bidding. Both of them were water-based spiritual roots, and this spiritual sword was extremely exquisite, so they always refused to give in to each other, but the increase was not large. After all, the price of 18 million was not far from the actual price!

"Two trillion!"

Just when the two were arguing, a young male cultivator in the No. 7 box once again raised the price by 10 billion.

The two female cultivators below looked at the male cultivators in the box at the same time, and then chose to remain silent.

Two hundred billion is not a small amount for them in the Mahayana period, and there are still many spiritual swords behind them, so there is no need to spend too much money for this.

Seeing that the price stopped at 200 billion yuan, Ding Chan showed a hint of joy at the corner of her mouth. Although the price was not outrageous, it was slightly higher than the market price, and it was not bad.

"Two trillion, the young man in the box No. 7 knows how to be merciful. Two trillion yuan has captured the hearts of the beauty, but it is not a loss at all. Two trillion yuan, this young man bids two trillion yuan, is there any higher one? Two trillion yuan once? It seems that we want to congratulate the young man in the box No. 7 for about winning the favor of a certain beauty, two trillion yuan twice, are there any higher ones?"

"Two thousand one hundred billion!" Ding Chan's voice paused, but a sound came from a sound that once again raised the price by 10 billion.

Yi Cheng was also a little surprised. The sound actually came from the No. 10 box next door, and it was the mouth of Wu Wenpeng.

This guy himself has the mid-stage Mahayana strength and will definitely not use this woman's spiritual sword. Even if he wants to please the woman, he doesn't need to come here to participate in the auction. Yi Cheng originally thought that this guy was here to join in the fun, but he didn't expect that the first treasure would take action.

But no matter what, as long as he is willing to spend the spirit stone as a sucker, he will be willing to make more money.

However, Yi Chengru soon found something wrong, and someone raised the price on the No. 3 box opposite.

"Two two hundred billion!"

I'm so dizzy. These two "brothers" are really interesting and so supportive!

The bidder looks sissy, isn’t it Wu Wencheng sitting opposite him?

Wu Wenpeng's face turned cold, but he didn't say anything. It seemed that such a thing was not unexpected.

"Two three hundred billion!"

"Two four hundred billion!"

"Two five hundred billion!"

"Two six hundred billion!"

"Two seven hundred billion!"

"Two-eight-ten billion!"

"Two nine hundred billion!"

"Three hundred billion!"

"Three thousand one hundred billion!"

Not to mention the people below, Yi Chengdu was a little surprised. These two young masters really didn't regard spirit stones as spirit stones. 310 billion was enough to buy an eighth-level primary magic weapon.

At this time, it would be strange if there were still people who couldn't see that the two of them were fighting. The monks below were asking about the origins of these two young masters!

The No. 3 box was completely silent. At this time, Wu Wencheng was casually chatting with his friends around him, as if the person who had just called for the price was not himself.

"Hmph, announce the result!" Wu Wenpeng snorted coldly and was not angry at all because he spent more spirit stones, but his hatred value rose again for this brother who was against him.

"The young man from the No. 10 box bought this Shuiyun Sword for 310 billion yuan!" Ding Chan didn't even dare to say congratulations. Can this be considered a happy thing? She knew that if others didn't know these two young masters!

I was born from the same roots, so why not be too anxious to meet each other! However, this kind of thing is not something she can interfere with.

The next auction item soon came on stage, and the Shuiyun Sword was also sent to Wu Wenpeng.

When the second treasure was in full swing, a maid walked into Yi Cheng and his box with a jade box.

"Shuiyun Sword!"

Yi Cheng's face turned dark in an instant. Although Wu Wenpeng was the sucker, this guy was not short of spirit stones. He actually bought the things he auctioned to please his wife. Uncle can tolerate his aunt and he can't bear it anymore!

But before Yi Cheng could attack, Wu Wenpeng there did indeed hold his fist at Yunzhu and said, "This water cloud sword is exactly consistent with Fairy Xiao Yun's attributes, and they all have the word "Yun". He wants to give it to Fairy Xiao Yun with the hand of Wu, and ask the fairy to accept it with a smile!"

This is a fucking life!

However, what made Yi Cheng quite pleased was that Yunzhu apologized to Wu Wenpeng: "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for your kindness. Unfortunately, Xiao Yunfu is relieved. I am using the eighth-level magic weapon now!"

After Yunzhu finished speaking, she continued to watch the auction below.

Wu Wenpeng was stunned at first, and then he called the maid back with a little embarrassed look.

However, he was not disappointed. Instead, he felt that this female cultivator was extremely powerful and was his favorite!

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha"

At this time, I don’t know what I was talking about, but several monks in the No. 3 box laughed happily.

Those who are interested naturally noticed this scene. The laughter of Wu Wencheng and others was so coincidental that they were released when Wu Wenpeng felt embarrassed.
Chapter completed!