Opposite him is Li Yang of Qingyang Sect.

"Seven taels of silver essence will take at least several years to refine. It is rare. Among the ten final auction items, this is only the sixth one. I don't know what the tenth final auction item is."

"We'll have to wait and see, but by holding an auction of this scale, is it possible that the Wei State has another agenda? To deceive us into participating in the auction, and then do something dirty? In recent years, the five sects of the Wei State have lowered their requirements for recruiting disciples and recruited a large number of disciples.

Disciple, in this situation, it is clear that a war is about to begin. Our Song State is close to the Wei State, and it is very likely that it is the target of the Wei State. If we lose a few monks in the Danjie stage, the invasion of the Wei State will be smoother.

"

Li Shixian looked worried.

Li Yang smiled calmly and said: "Brother Shixian is too worried. If you want to fight, just fight openly. If the Wei State uses the auction to attack us, its reputation will be bad. They should not be so stupid. Of course, we dare

If you come, you will naturally have something to rely on. If the Wei State acts indiscriminately, you may not be able to get rid of it."

He had brought all the treasures of the clan with him, so he was naturally full of confidence.

"That's true, but I still can't figure it out. Why do the five sects of the Wei State hold such a large-scale auction? What are the benefits? Just to attract people? It's just an auction, how many people can it attract? The auction is over, that's not it.

Everyone goes back to his home."

"The answer is about to be revealed, ten thousand."

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The competition for third-level materials was fierce, and this piece of seven-liang silver essence was finally auctioned off by Wang Huashan for a price of 60,000 spiritual stones.

"A third-level low-grade fire attribute demon elixir. This item is a good alchemy material. The base price is three thousand spiritual stones. Each time the price is increased, it cannot be less than one thousand spiritual stones."

Lu Zhanyuan pointed to a red wooden box and said. In the wooden box, there was a red ball the size of an egg.

Third-level monsters are equivalent to monks in the elixir-forming stage. They have already developed a trace of spiritual intelligence and are difficult to kill.

The third-level demon elixir is no less valuable than a five-hundred-year-old elixir.

"What? A third-level demon pill? You are actually willing to take out a third-level low-grade demon pill?"

A surprised man's voice came from a guest room on the third floor.

"To be honest, senior, this demon pill is indeed a third-level pill. However, it takes a lot of time to kill this demon. Most of the demon power in the demon pill is consumed. The quality of this demon pill is not particularly good, but it is used to refine the third-order pill.

There is still no problem with the medicine.”

"I see, that's what I said! It's very difficult to kill third-level demonic beasts. Who would easily sell the third-level demonic elixir? It turns out that it is a demonic elixir that consumes most of the demonic power. It's no problem to use it to make elixirs, but the effect is a little worse.

, it’s good to give it to spirit beasts, I’ll pay you fifteen thousand.”

Although most of the demon power was consumed, it was still a third-level demon elixir. Many monks in the alchemy stage participated in the bidding and bid enthusiastically. In the end, it was bought by a monk in the alchemy stage on the third floor for a high price of 50,000 spiritual stones.

In a private room on the third floor, a tall, thin old man in yellow robe was holding a red wooden box with a red ball in the wooden box.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and he put down the wooden box.

Du Zhanyuan held up a shining silver talisman. The surface of the silver talisman was covered with runes the size of rice grains, emitting an astonishing wave of spiritual energy.

"The eighth final auction item is a third-level low-grade seal seal and Liangyi Tiangang Talisman. This talisman is a defensive talisman. Its defensive power is no worse than the first-level defensive magic weapon. The base price is five thousand spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than two thousand.

."

"Third level defense talisman seal!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes were a little fiery. Speaking of which, he didn't even have a defensive weapon now.

After thinking about it, this third-level defense talisman seal was not something he could bid for.

This Liangyi Tiangang Talisman fetched a high price of 70,000 spiritual stones.

"The skin of a third-level mid-grade fire clam can be used to refine fire-attribute magic weapons. The base price is 10,000 spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 1,000."

Lu Zhanyuan held a wrinkled red animal skin in his hand, and the surface of the red animal skin was covered with a layer of red light.

"The skin of a third-level mid-grade fire attribute monster!"

Wang Changfeng's face was full of envy, his eyes fixed on the animal skin in Lu Zhanyuan's hand.

"Ten thousand!"

"Twelve thousand!"

"Thirteen thousand!"

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"I'll give you 20,000 yuan."

A powerful voice came from a room on the third floor.

Wang Changsheng recognized this voice. This man had just bought the third-level demon elixir, and now he was bidding 30,000 yuan for the third-level animal skin. He was really wealthy.

The competition was fierce, and the animal skin was finally purchased at a high price of 55,000 spiritual stones.

There was only one final auction item left, and the monks present were very curious about what the last final auction item was.

Du Zhanyuan slapped the storage bag, and a ray of yellow light flew out of it.

It was a yellow shield the size of a palm. After Du Zhanyuan hit it with a spell, the size of the yellow shield skyrocketed to a height of about ten feet.

The yellow shield is covered with a layer of yellow light, and a lifelike wolf head is engraved on the surface of the shield, emitting an astonishing wave of spiritual energy.

"The coyote shield, the prototype of a magic weapon, is known to many. The magic weapon is further refined into the natal magic weapon. On top of the natal magic weapon is the prototype of the magic weapon, and then the magic weapon. This coyote shield is made of third-level high-grade jade stone and various

Refined from third-level materials and added

I made a piece of Shutu stone. Shutu is a spiritual creature with the attribute of earth, containing a hint of spirituality. There was an error in the refining process of this treasure, so it was not refined into a magic weapon, but a prototype of the magic weapon. The base price is 50,000 spiritual stones.

Each price increase shall not be less than five thousand."

"What? The prototype of a magic weapon with earth attributes."

There was a sound of surprise coming from a room on the third floor. The door opened and a middle-aged man in a yellow brocade robe came out.

The middle-aged man has a pockmarked face, a short and fat body, a bulging belly like a giant rubber ball, and his eyes narrowed into thin slits.

The pockmarked man flew down to the high platform and reached out to grab the yellow shield.

Du Zhanyuan frowned and said: "Senior, you..."

"roll."

The pockmarked man glared at Du Zhanyuan, and a powerful spiritual pressure rushed out of his body, forcing Du Zhanyuan away.

Du Zhanyuan took a dozen steps back, his face turned pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Huang Mazi, do you want to cause trouble? This is the Kingdom of Wei, not the Kingdom of Chu, and you are not allowed to act arrogantly."

A cold male voice suddenly sounded.

A Confucian scholar in blue shirt with a Chinese character face flew down to the high platform and looked at the pockmarked man with cold eyes.

When the pockmarked man saw the scholar in green shirt, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He smiled, retracted his fleshy palms, and said in a flattering tone: "Fellow Taoist Sun, you are joking. How dare Huang make trouble? Just seeing this

I was excited for a moment because of the prototype of a magic weapon, and fellow Taoists also know that Huang is just a casual cultivator, not as good as you sect cultivators."

Seeing this scene, most of the monks present were stunned.

Both of them are monks in the alchemy stage, so why is the pock-marked man so afraid of the Confucian scholar in blue shirt? The man with pockmarked face had just made sarcastic remarks to Du Zhanyuan, but when he saw the Confucian scholar in blue shirt, he seemed to be a different person, as if he didn't care about his own face at all.

A look of disgust flashed in the eyes of the scholar in blue, and he said calmly: "It depends on when you get excited. Go down and take a picture of this coyote shield before coming back up."

The pockmarked man smiled and flew back to the third floor.

The scholar in green shirt looked at Du Zhanyuan and ordered: "Master Nephew Du, continue."

"Yes, Uncle Sun."
Chapter completed!