Just when Fang Qing was about to step onto the stairs, a shout of surprise came from a position behind him, which made Fang Qing look happy. They finally arrived.

"Fourth brother."

Fang Qing turned around and saw three young people standing in the corridor far away from the Jubao Auction House hall. The one calling Fang Qing was Peng Qi, known as the little hooligan. Behind him, several older people were also facing him.

Fang Qing nodded in greeting, he was the protector of the three of them.

Xia Yurou stood pretty under the eaves of the corridor, her white dress rippling slightly, her pretty face as white as jade full of joy. The girl stared at Fang Qing in front of the stairs infatuatedly, she hesitated to speak, her pretty face flushed.

"Hello seniors, eldest brother, second brother, and third sister, when did you arrive?"

Fang Qing moved quickly and walked quickly to the crowd, greeting them with a smile. Meeting old friends in a foreign land was of course a good thing.

"We drove all night and arrived at Luoxia City at dawn. If it weren't for my aunt's urging, who would have been willing to rush like death?"

Peng Qi looked like a little hooligan, with bloodstains on his body and a little embarrassed. It can be imagined that they were not peaceful along the way.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

Xia Yurou's pretty face turned red and she said, the girl glanced at Peng Qi fiercely, "What does 'aunt-in-law urging' mean? I am that kind of person. How can this be unreasonable? Peng Qi is a gangster who really needs to be dealt with."

"Yes, yes, it was all me who urged me, uh, and Sun Zifeng, is that okay?"

Peng Qi was very depressed. This guy seemed to be beaten and oppressed by Xia Yurou a lot. Speaking of it, these three people actually got along quite well. At least there was not much intrigue and intrigue, and the relationship was pretty good.

"You are here just in time. The auction is about to be held. Come with me to rest upstairs first."

Fang Qing glanced at the gathering of monks, and immediately led these old friends up to the second floor and to room No. 6. Fortunately, the room prepared by Jubao Auction House was large enough, otherwise, it might not be able to accommodate so many people.

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Pushing open the door, Fang Qing saw the fat man Ma Duobao approaching Murong Xiu. He didn't know what kind of approach he was trying to make. Miss Murong looked like she should not be approached by strangers. Although she didn't have a pretty face, she had that kind of look on her face.

Her temperament is enough to show her dislike for fat man Ma Duobao.

"Seniors, an old friend from Lingyun City has arrived." Fang Qing said to Murong Jian.

The guardians of the three major families in Lingyun City are still very familiar with Murong Jian, and they have some friendships. It is not easy to gather so many old friends from Lingyun City today, and it is very lively for a while.

"When did sister Yurou arrive?"

Murong Xiu and Xia Yurou were sitting together. The two girls had not seen each other for many days. At this moment, they put aside their thoughts of "love rivals", held hands, and chatted happily.

As for what they are thinking in their hearts, it is difficult to figure out. A woman's mind is as deep as the bottom of the sea. This thing is more complicated and difficult than comprehending the secrets of heaven and earth.

"Seniors and fellow Taoists, welcome to Jubao Auction House. I am Xu Qingyan, the host of this auction. This auction held by our bank has been prepared for a long time. I hope you can gain something.

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A sweet and graceful female voice spread throughout the Jubao Auction House. Everyone looked towards the auction table at the same time and saw a beautiful and graceful lady wearing a red dress standing on the stage.

This woman is about thirty years old, exuding intellectual beauty from head to toe, and her cultivation level is not low, reaching the peak of the martial arts realm.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Jubao Auction House is indeed extraordinary. Even the woman hosting the auction is so beautiful. She is a typical imperial sister. If the fat man doesn't spend a few more money, he will feel sorry for me."

The fat man Ma Duobao stared at Xu Qingyan on the auction stage outside, looking like a pig brother, and almost drooled. This made the two girls in the room despise him.

"This auction has officially begun. The first auction is for elixirs. As we all know, troubled times are coming in the Dongwu Territory. As monks, how can we survive this change if we don't prepare some elixirs?"

"So, I have prepared elixirs of various grades for you. Now I will auction the first elixir - a bottle of Huang-grade top-grade True Yuan elixir, five of them!"

"The light smoke can guarantee that this bottle of elixir has such pure potency and exquisite refining techniques. Looking at the four major dynasties, it will be difficult for you to find anything comparable to it. The starting price is 500,000 taels of silver or five low-grade spirits.

stone."

The beautiful voice of the beautiful host Xu Qingyan spread throughout the auction house, with sweetness and charm in her voice, which was extremely beautiful.

"Real or fake? It's just a top-quality Huang-level True Yuan Dan. No matter how pure the medicine is, how far can it go?"

"Five hundred and one thousand taels."

"Fifty-two thousand taels."

"I would like to see the grade of this elixir, which is five hundred and fifty thousand taels. How about you give it to me first and wait for me to taste it?"

For a time, many low-level monks made bids one after another, hoping to be the first to win the elixir that Xu Qingyan praised so much. The elixir that Jubao Auction House valued so much. Once they miss this first group, the rest will be even more difficult to obtain.

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"I'm just kidding. You're going to take away the top-quality elixir that has been appraised by the appraisers at Jubao Auction House. Isn't it too naive for you to take it away? Five hundred and eighty thousand taels." A master of the sixth level of the Martial Arts Realm said this.

"Yes, the masters at Jubao Auction House have very accurate vision and have never made any mistakes. I believe that Jubao Auction House will not damage its reputation. I want six hundred thousand taels. If you still want to increase the price, please do so.

Right." Another monk at the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm spoke up. Top-grade elixirs are still very precious to these martial arts realm masters.

"This customer bids 600,000 taels of silver. Is there anyone else who wants to bid? The first time is 600,000 taels, the second time is 600,000 taels, and the third time is 600,000 li. The deal was completed. Congratulations to this customer who got the first one.

The best true essence elixir."

The beautiful host Xu Qingyan dropped the golden hammer, marking the end of the auction.

In Room No. 6 on the second floor, Fang Qing looked at the outside world in surprise. He did not expect that the first bottle of Zhenyuan Dan could be sold for a sky-high price of 600,000 taels of silver. It was really beyond his expectation.

"Brother Fang, could you be the one who took out this bottle of True Essence Pill?"

Fatty Ma Duobao was astute and noticed Fang Qing's surprise in an instant, and immediately asked Fang Qing.

Fang Qing smiled and did not answer the guy's question directly. Everyone present knew it well and guessed from Fang Qing's attitude that Fang Qing definitely brought out this bottle of top-grade True Essence Pill.

"I'm telling you, Mr. Fang, what level is your alchemy level at now? Don't tell the old lady, you have reached the top level of Xuanjie. The old lady has a bad heart and can't stand the stimulation."

The old woman Sun Dantong looked at Fang Qing with a smile, and asked tentatively. Everyone in the room was shocked, and their expressions were extremely strange. If this kid really reached the top level of Xuanjie, it would be a big event in the alchemy world of Dongwu Region.

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"Senior thinks too highly of Fang Qing, it's still a little short of that." Fang Qing smiled bitterly. How can it be so easy to achieve the top level of Xuan level?

hiss!

Everyone in the room took a breath of air and were all shocked. They looked at Fang Qing as if they were looking at a monster. What does this mean?

What does it mean to be a little bit behind? In other words, Fang Qing's current alchemy level is extremely close to the top level of the Xuan level. In other words, this kid is now a top level alchemist of the Xuan level?

"F*ck! Boy Fang, you are so unkind. The fat man asked you what level you have reached before, and you didn't tell me whether you were a high-grade alchemist at the Xuan level or not? Damn it, the fat man almost doubted whether you had been raped by some old monster.

Seize the body and live a new life."

The fat man Ma Duobao was shocked. He stood up and swore profusely. He looked incredible. This guy was really shocked by Fang Qing's achievements.

"This brother is a bit rare and strange. What should I call him? Let me meet you. I am Peng Qi. He is Fang Qing's eldest brother."

Peng Qi approached the fat man Ma Duobao with a smile, as if he saw a close friend, and looked familiar.

"Well, Ma Duobao, are you Fang Qing's eldest brother? It doesn't look like that. This level of cultivation is a bit weak."

Fatty Ma Duobao looked at Peng Qi sideways and saw through Peng Qi's cultivation realm at a glance. He was still at the peak of the Tongmai realm, so he teased Peng Qi.

"Damn it! The name Brother Duobao is so exciting. What is the realm of cultivation? Don't you know the name of the former Tiancan Thief Saint?"

Peng Qi looked carefree and braggarted with the fat man Ma Duobao. The two guys had similar personalities and seemed to have a certain affinity for each other.

"Well, that makes sense. I like how awesome my brother is. If we have time to have a drink, let's have a good chat and add up the numbers."

The fat man Ma Duobao looked like he agreed with Peng Qi's words. He glanced at Fang Qing and said to Peng Qi with a pun. Sun Zifeng on the side shook his head. When these two guys come together, it will be really lively in the future.

The God of Destruction and Thieving Saint?

Fang Qing glanced at Peng Qi in surprise. He found this name very unfamiliar. He didn't know where Peng Qi heard it from. Then he looked at Murong Jian's thoughtful look, as if he had remembered something.

He immediately knew that there must be such a person in Fengyun Realm, but he had little experience and did not know the name of the Thief Saint. He would have to ask Peng Qi for advice in the future.

"The following is an auction of a yellow-grade low-grade spiritual weapon long whip. According to the appraisal of our Jubao Auction House, the refining method of this spiritual weapon is unusual and its power cannot be underestimated. The starting price is three million taels of silver and thirty low-grade spiritual stones.

Please bid."

The host Xu Qingyan signaled a maid to hold out a long yellow-grade low-grade spiritual weapon, introduced it to the monks present and quoted a low price.

"Low-grade spiritual weapon? Okay, three and a half million taels."

"Hmph! You have the nerve to buy a spiritual weapon with three and a half million taels of silver? Five million taels." A master at the sixth level of Yuxu Realm said.

"Six million taels." Another master of the fourth level of Yuxu Realm spoke.

"Sixty-five pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, plus two million taels of silver, I want this long whip."

An old man with a yellow face spoke. This person's cultivation level is not low. He is a master at the eighth level of the Yuxu Realm and is already considered a great master.

"I'm kidding. Spiritual weapons are rare, let alone soft weapons that are difficult to refine. How dare you ask? One hundred low-grade spiritual stones, plus five million taels of silver. Anyone who wants to follow the price should ask for it quickly. With such an auction speed, why?

When will the following projects be carried out?”

A master at the peak of Yuxu Realm sneered and immediately despised the monks who had just quoted prices. He had a high level of cultivation and a hot temper. He obviously had a lot of background. He immediately raised the price to a higher level, intending to stop those poor ghosts.

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"Du Juetian, what the hell are you causing trouble? You are a swordsman, what use is this soft whip?"

Another master spoke with dissatisfaction. This man had a strong aura of cultivation, which was no less than that of the peak Yuxu Realm monk called Du Jue Tian, ​​and he spoke immediately.

"Oh? It turns out to be Brother Wu Ming. I haven't seen him for so many years. Brother Wu Ming is quite good at cultivation. I'm happy with it. It's up to you. If you have the ability, just bid for it yourself."

Du Juetian glanced at Wu Ming who had just spoken, looking nonchalant, irritating Wu Ming like this, trying to motivate him to bid.

"Of course I have to bid, one hundred and eighty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones."

Wu Ming spoke nonchalantly, and immediately raised the price to one hundred and eighty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, which was equivalent to eighteen million taels of silver. This was already an astronomical figure.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoists. I also like this spiritual weapon, the long whip. I have two hundred low-grade spiritual stones, plus three hundred taels of silver."

In the distance, a voice came again. Everyone looked quickly and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a rosewood chair in the distance, accompanied by three young people, who looked like monks from some powerful force.

"It turns out to be the leader of the Wuyin Sect, Zhao. No wonder he is so wealthy. That's all. I won't fight for this spiritual weapon."

Du Juetian hesitated slightly, but still did not quote the price again. He immediately nodded to the middle-aged Zhao Sect Master, indicating that he would no longer compete for this low-grade spiritual weapon long whip.

"Two hundred and sixty pieces of low-grade spiritual stones." Another unfamiliar master at the peak of the Yuxu realm spoke.

In this way, many masters of the Yuxu Realm emerged one after another, and even many masters of the Transcendence Realm also participated in the competition for this yellow-level low-grade spiritual energy whip. After just a dozen breaths, the price had skyrocketed to 580 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.
Chapter completed!