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0210 Killing intent reappears

Leng Lingyi, who was next door, inadvertently glanced at Ling Chen, who was on the stage next to him. He calmly came back to his senses and looked at the platform again.

"I will offer thirty-six thousand spiritual stones————"

"I will give you thirty-seven thousand spiritual stones."

"I will pay 40,000..."

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At this time, the bidding for the Wind-Chasing Spirit Armor has reached an astonishing "45,000 spirit stones". This "45,000 spirit stones" is equivalent to the combined savings of several mortal monks.

The person who made the bid was none other than the guy named "Gu Jian". However, the three ladies Leng Lingyi next to Ling Chen and the scribes and monks in the row in front of the audience still had no movement until now.

Don't they dare to be interested in this Wind-Chasing Spirit Armor? Ling Chen thought in surprise; with their status, unless they don't dare to be interested in this Wind-Chasing Spirit Armor, how could they remain silent?

"Brother Chang, is it possible that you have no interest in this wind-chasing spirit armor?" Gu Jian glanced at the side face of the scribe and monk sitting in the seat in front of him, and then asked with a smile.[

"Haha... My fellow ancient Taoists like it, so you can take the photo. Chang is just here to join in the fun this time. You can show yourselves to your heart's content." The monk dressed as a scribe did not look in the direction of the ancient sword box.

He responded with a smile.

"I just feel that Brother Chang is not moved when he sees this spirit armor. I'm afraid this is the first time... Haha!" Gu Jian said with a smile.

The scribe lowered his head and smiled inappropriately, and gradually became silent.

Gu Jian smiled, and the monk who had lost his scribe's attire bid for it. He had enough capital to overwhelm all the monks present, and bought this powerful defensive weapon that even his middle-level mortal realm cultivation was excited about.

"Senior Peng, is it time to announce the deal???" Gu Jian did not pay attention to the dissatisfied glances of the many monks below, and turned his attention to the old man in gray clothes on the platform, with a arrogant arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay... This fellow Taoist bids 45,000 spirit stones. Is there anything higher?" The old man in gray scanned the audience lightly. Although the more than 40,000 spirit stones offered by Gu Jian were already much higher than the original price,

But it seems that it still falls short of the predicted price.

It is even said that this price has just reached the basic price of the Wind-Chasing Spirit Armor. Therefore, the voice of the old man in gray also became a little slower, wanting to give more people in the audience a chance to think.

"Fifty thousand spiritual stones!" The old man surnamed Li once again raised the quotation wooden sign.

"Hmph... sixty thousand spiritual stones." As if he had expected this scene, Gu Jian then raised the quotation wooden sign.

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"Seventy thousand spirit stones...eighty thousand spirit stones...!"

"One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones." Gu Jian's calm and mocking expression made the old man named Li almost spit out a mouthful of blood. I am afraid that this time, the old man named Li will not be able to produce any more spiritual stones.

"Old guy, there is no spirit stone anymore. If there is no spirit stone, don't be embarrassed here. Humph..." Gu Jian tugged on the white fox fur coat on his body and said mockingly.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones once, one hundred thousand spirit stones twice, one hundred thousand spirit stones three times! Deal! This wind-chasing spirit armor was sold to the Taoist friend in box No. 16 for the price of one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Congratulations." The old man in gray also shouted out the words of the deal quickly and at the right time. Because the price was far beyond the auction house's predicted price, he no longer hesitated and simply made it three times to save trouble.

As the last piece of spiritual armor topped the crowd at an astonishing price of 100,000 spiritual stones, it was purchased by the man named Gu Jian. Many monks who had gained in vain on the guest chairs gradually left.[

The monks who had obtained the treasures had to stay and deal hand-in-hand with the old man in gray who was hosting the auction. At the intersection of the two groups, Ling Chen frowned slightly, and a Qi that he was familiar with flowed from underneath.

issued among the crowd.

"Chichi"

murderous look!

The dark long sword behind Ling Chen trembled slightly on its own. Ling Chen's dark pupils actually smelled strangely the group of cultivators leaving the venue, and several sharp murderous auras shot towards the ancient sword who was sitting in the box and had not yet left.

Dingqing looked down, and just when Ling Chen's eyes fell on the crowd, the heart-stopping murderous intention dissipated as the crowd slowly moved... There was no trace, as if it had never appeared.

Gu Jian, who was in the box opposite, pursed his lips and smiled, as if he could see these strong murderous intentions.

Ling Chen inadvertently glanced at Gu Jian's face across from him, and after seeing that there was always a playful smile on his face, he stopped looking at him.

"Huh? That's..."

Just when Ling Chen turned around and was about to get out of the box to receive the black jade chessboard, he casually glanced outside and discovered an inconspicuous middle-aged monk in the crowd...

It's actually him? Why didn't you see him when you came in earlier? Could it be that he came in later than you?

The back of the middle-aged monk who was walking out among the crowd seemed a bit familiar to Ling Chen. So, he couldn't help but paused and took a closer look at the back of the middle-aged monk who gradually disappeared from sight. However, it was only this last glance.

, but his expression was suddenly one of surprise!

"Chen Zhi!"

While feeling frightened in his heart, the familiar figure slowly disappeared from Ling Chen's sight.

A flash of murderous intent flashed through the dark eyes, and then quickly dissipated. Ling Chen tightened the long sword behind his back and walked slowly down the box————

Compared with Chen Zhi's sudden appearance, redeeming his own black jade chessboard is more important.

Arriving at the platform where the old man in gray stood, Ling Chen found that many monks who had taken pictures of the treasures were lining up beside the platform. The old man in gray and two maids on the platform were busy tapping the spiritual stones and

Deliver treasure.

It was a scene of hand-to-hand trading, but there was an old monster in the psychic realm trading treasures. Naturally, no other unscrupulous cultivators dared to show anything strange at the scene, and they all lined up in a long line honestly.

Waiting for trade items.

Ignoring the monks in front of them, they handed over the spirit stones, collected the treasures, and left one after another. Finally, it was Ling Chen's turn. When Ling Chen was handing the storage bag in his arms to the old man in gray, a tied-up man was one step ahead of Ling Chen and put it in his hand.

The splendid cloth bag was seen in the hands of the old man in gray.

"Uh... this fellow Taoist?" The old man in gray raised his head and looked at Ling Chen and Xiao Xi standing side by side, a hint of surprise flashed in his deep pupils.

"Boss, give us the 'spiritual pill' quickly." Xiao Xi ignored Ling Chen's pale face and urged the old man in gray in front of her.

"Oh, this fellow Taoist is not in a hurry, is he?" After all, the old man in gray is an old monster in the psychic realm who has been in the dark world for many years. He knows the principle of first come, first served. The meaning of the question is directed at Ling Chen, don't

Look at a trivial thing. In their eyes, these trivial things may be the trigger of war between monks.

Ling Chen quietly glanced at Xiao Xi, who looked childish next to him, nodded calmly, and fell silent.

"Haha... In this case, this fellow Taoist will wait for a while until I trade the psychic pill with this fellow Taoist..."

Looking at the completion of the transaction in front of him, he glanced at the psychic pill in Leng Lingyi's jade hand, which was as crystal clear as jade and smelled of a faint fragrance. After smelling it, Ling Chen, who was next to him, suddenly felt that his spiritual power had increased slightly.

.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a third-grade spiritual elixir, and he is indeed worthy of being called a psychic elixir. Only this kind of elixir can increase the chances of monks at the peak of the mortal realm to break through to the true psychic realm.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Ling Chen found that the speechless Leng Lingyi beside him quickly put the psychic pill into his storage bag.

Leng Lingyi's heart suddenly froze as she glanced around, because she saw greedy looks in the eyes of many casual cultivators who had not dispersed around.

After all, the psychic pill is so important that they cannot help but be jealous. Now that the psychic pill is in Leng Lingyi's hands, it is not ruled out that they will use other means to take the psychic pill away from Leng Lingyi's hands.

, this kind of thing is really not uncommon in the underworld.

Even Ling Chen on the side saw some clues, but the matter was of no concern to him, and Ling Chen had no intention of getting involved.

After exchanging a few words with the old man in gray, Ling Chen handed over the spirit stone and received the black jade chessboard.

However, Ling Chen, who turned around and walked towards the lounge, noticed three pretty women on one side of the crowd looking at his clothes.

Came to the three of them.

"What's going on with the three fellow Taoists? If there's nothing else, then let's go." After saying that, Ling Chen didn't seem to want to get into too much trouble with them, so he turned around and headed to the lounge to receive his Soul-Chasing Order.

"Your Excellency, stay!" It was not until Ling Chen took a step that Xiao Xi realized what she had expected from before. With an angry look on her face, she hurriedly called to Ling Chen. When Ling Chen frowned and turned his head, her eyes could not help but dodge slightly.

But thinking about the purpose of the three people's trip, they finally vomited

Sticking out his tongue, he said: "You seem to be a noble man who forgets things a lot. A few days ago, didn't you agree to sell the Soul-Chasing Order to us? This little girl really admires your memory. I only hope that you will not forget the past.

The promise of a few days……————”

"Shocking Soul Chasing Order! I can't help you three... I suddenly feel that it's not worth it anymore, so I won't sell it."

Xiao Xi tactfully said a lot of words, just to make Ling Chen fulfill his promise to sell the Storm Chasing Order to them. However, what made her face slightly shocked was that Ling Chen said a very simple and cold sentence.

The words sent him away.

Since I didn’t know before that the Shocking Soul Chasing Order had such a huge background and details, how else could Ling Chen sell such a precious token and just three hundred spirit stones?

More importantly, these three women obviously knew the astonishing value of the Shocking Soul Chasing Order, but deliberately did not tell themselves and even deceived themselves at a low price. This made Ling Chen feel extremely unhappy. In addition, Xiao Xi

With these dissatisfied words, Ling Chen could already tell that these three people were coming for his Shocking Soul Chasing Order.


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