On the auction stage, Li Feier took the tray from the maid and placed it on the auction table in front.
In the tray, a dark green spiritual grass lies quietly on the red silk. The spiritual grass is a mini tree. The dozens of leaves on the small tree have different shapes, like small animals. On it, there are
Slight soul fluctuations.
"Phantom Soul Grass?"
As soon as the spiritual grass came out, someone recognized it, and several exclamations of surprise were heard.
Luo Chen, who was in the private room, was also staring at the spiritual grass with piercing eyes at this time. He had studied the spiritual herbs in this world, so of course he recognized it.
"That's right! It's the Phantom Soul Grass!"
Li Fei'er cast flirtatious glances in several directions, then pointed at the Magic Soul Grass in the tray and introduced:
"Illusion Soul Grass is a special spiritual grass that can quickly restore soul power and heal certain soul wounds! Everyone must know that soul-like spirit grass is extremely rare and precious, and it is difficult to buy it on the market. This Pearl Illusion Soul Grass is mine.
Wanbaozhai spent a lot of effort to get it."
Hearing this, everyone looked at the Phantom Soul Grass on the stage with burning eyes. Every warrior has a soul. Although soul damage is rarely encountered, who doesn't want this precious elixir?
However, in this scorching heat, there was also a sigh:
"It's a good thing! But it's a second-grade elixir, but it's a bit inferior!"
Hearing this, Li Feier slowly raised her head and looked at Private Room No. 65.
"When this guest says this, it must be extraordinary!"
Li Fei'er smiled at the crystal wall of Private Room No. 65, and then continued:
"Although the higher a warrior's cultivation level is, the stronger his soul power will be. However, this Pearl Illusion Soul Grass still has a miraculous effect on the soul wounds of warriors below the True Yuan realm, and even has a certain effect on True Yuan realm warriors!"
"The main role of the Phantom Soul Grass lies in the alchemist. If the alchemist's soul power is exhausted while refining the alchemy, a piece of Phantom Soul Grass can instantly restore the junior alchemist's soul power, which can greatly guarantee the success of the alchemy! Even if
He is an intermediate alchemist and has a certain effect."
"Not bad! It is of some use!"
A voice of agreement came from the No. 65 private room, and then he smiled again: "It just so happened that I was preparing to refine a troublesome potion of elixirs, so this Phantom Soul Grass came just in time! In this case, don't say any more and hurry up.
Let’s get started!”
"Alchemist?"
Hearing this, everyone looked at Private Room No. 65 in awe.
"Hehe! Since this alchemist is in a hurry, let's get started!"
On the auction stage, Li Fei'er made another flirtatious move towards Private Room No. 65, and then announced:
"Second-grade Fantasy Soul Grass, the lowest price is fifteen thousand yuan stones. Each increase in price shall not be less than one hundred yuan stones. The bidding begins!"
"Twenty thousand!"
As soon as Li Fei'er's voice fell, the voice from private room No. 65 came out faintly.
Hearing the sound, the field fell silent, and then the bidding calls came out one after another:
"Twenty-one thousand yuan stones!"
"Twenty-five thousand!"
"Twenty-seven thousand..."
Along with the bidding, the price of Phantom Soul Grass keeps rising.
In the second private room.
Looking at the bidding below, Mr. Yan slowly looked at Luo Chen.
Seeing that Luo Chen was just looking at the Phantom Soul Grass on the auction stage without asking for a price, Mr. Yan suddenly became interested and joked:
"Boy Luo, aren't you here just for this thing? Why haven't you asked for the price yet?"
Luo Chen smacked his lips, looked back at Mr. Yan, and smiled:
"Calling prices now is of no use except a waste of saliva!"
"You can keep your composure!"
Old Yan smiled and pointed at Luo Chen angrily.
Immediately, Old Yan slowly suppressed his smile, looked under his eyes, and said casually:
"Boy Luo! Although this Fantasy Soul Grass is good, it doesn't seem to have much effect on you anymore, right? The fight down there is so fierce, do you insist?"
"I have to!"
Luo Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, pursed his lips and said: "There are relatives in my family whose souls have been injured, and they need this thing to treat them."
"I see!"
Mr. Yan nodded and said no more.
Mu Lingxuan, who was sitting next to her, didn't know what her mentality was. After hearing Luo Chen's words, she sat quietly with a hint of contempt on her lips.
Between Luo Chen and Mu Lingxuan, Mr. Yan did not see Mu Lingxuan's expression, but even if he saw it, he would ignore it. After feeling down for a while, Luo Chen straightened himself up and looked down again.
After such a period of fighting, the bidding at the auction gradually became less frequent, and in the end only three people were left raising their bids.
Of these three people, one is in Private Room No. 65, the other is in Private Room No. 71, and the last one is a man in black robe sitting in the auction house below.
This man in black robe is covered all over in black robe, and his face cannot be seen clearly. The black robe is also a special black robe, which can isolate the soul power! There are many such men in black robe in the auction houses below, all to avoid exposing their identities and causing trouble.
I dressed like this to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"fifty thousand!"
A hoarse voice came from the black robe, and the man in black robe sitting in the crowd remained motionless.
"Fifty-two thousand!"
Private Room No. 65 followed closely behind.
After a while, a slightly hesitant voice came out from Private Room No. 71:
"Fifty thousand...three thousand!"
As if feeling the lack of energy in Private Room No. 71, the man in black robe immediately spoke firmly:
"Sixty-five thousand!"
"Hiss...it was raised by 12,000..."
As soon as the bidding came out, everyone around them looked at the man in black robes. They did not expect that there was such a courageous person sitting underneath.
Li Fei'er, who was on the auction stage, was smiling so brightly that her chest was shaking with excitement. Finally, she hurriedly pressed her chest and said expectantly:
"The guest in black robe bids 65,000, is there anyone else who bids?"
As he spoke, Li Fei'er kept looking at private rooms No. 65 and No. 71 with her beautiful eyes.
Private Room No. 65 seemed to be hesitated by the sudden price increase. After a while, he slowly spoke:
"Sixty-six thousand!"
"whee!"
Seeing that Private Room No. 65 was following her, Li Fei'er was smiling again, and then looked at Private Room No. 71.
At this time, everyone was the same and looked towards Private Room No. 71.
But private room No. 71 was silent, and no sound came out for a long time.
Seeing this, everyone knew that Private Room No. 71 had been abandoned, so they all looked at the man in black robe.
However, while everyone was waiting for the man in black robe to bid, a strange voice suddenly came out:
"Seventy thousand!"
As soon as the voice came out, everyone was stunned, and then turned their heads to look.
After seeing that it was Private Room No. 2 that intervened, everyone was happy again, because the more people fighting for it, the more excitement there would be.
However, some people also expressed doubts at this time: "Huh? I remember that it was Mu Lingxuan in the second private room, right? Why was it a male voice just now?"
"I don't know, maybe it's the students with her, maybe..."
Everyone was talking and speculating about the male voice that just came from No. 2.
In Private Room No. 1!
Shangguan Fei'er also frowned when he heard the voice. As a person gifted with soul power, Shangguan Fei'er has a photographic memory and can distinguish by ear, so of course he knew who the voice belonged to.
However, Shangguan Fei'er didn't expect Luo Chen to be in the second private room.
"What? Do you know this person?"
Next to Shangguan Fei'er, a young man who was somewhat similar to Shangguan Fei'er, wearing dark gold armor and full of iron-blooded aura, looked at Shangguan Fei'er curiously.
"Well! He is one of my students in the outer courtyard!"
Shangguan Fei'er nodded.
"Ordinary students?"
The young man raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "I saw Mr. Yan entering the second private room before. What is his relationship with Mr. Yan?"
"I'm wondering too!"
Shangguan Fei'er shook his head.
But he couldn't figure it out, so Shangguan Fei'er didn't think about it any more. Finally, he glanced at Private Room No. 2 in confusion and then looked away.