Yushu coughed and said with a smile: "Today's exchange meeting is mainly for fellow Taoists to exchange resources with each other. Any treasures brought to the stage can be auctioned at will, and we will not charge any commission. It's just that this
It is up to everyone to distinguish the authenticity of the treasures by themselves. The so-called discerning eye, if there is any dissatisfaction, we, the Beihai Monster Clan, will not be responsible."
As soon as he said this, there was another murmur in the audience, and a young man was heard shouting: "It's so wonderful. Everyone exchanges resources and each relies on his or her ability. If someone is not good enough and suffers a loss, he can't blame the host."
superior."
Yushu stood on the stage and glanced at him, then smiled slightly and said: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ji from the Fire Silkworm Sect. In that case, why not let you start the conversation first."
"Haha, it's better to be respectful than to obey!"
The young man laughed loudly and jumped up to the high platform. He cupped his hands to everyone in the audience and said, "Xia Jiran, the second generation disciple of the Huosan Sect, the treasure I brought today is 'Qianyuan Silk'. This thing
It is an excellent material for refining musical instruments like musical instruments. The starting price is eight thousand spirit stones. If there are enough years of 'True Fire Seed' in exchange, Ji will give it priority."
Everyone looked up and saw that the quality of the "Qianyuan Silk" was really good. Some monks who practiced the magical power of Qin Dao were eager to try it, but Liang Yan just glanced at it and showed lack of interest.
To be honest, although the quality of this "Qianyuan Silk" is good, it is of no use to him. Moreover, after he returned from Hades, his net worth has been very different from what it was back then. Some of the treasures in other people's eyes are in his eyes
It's just unremarkable.
For example, at this moment, there are at least three treasures in his storage bag that can replace "Qianyuan Silk", and the quality is much higher than the ones on the stage.
At this time, the square had become active. Many people began to increase their prices, and some people took out other treasures in an attempt to exchange. Not long after, the "Qianyuan Silk" was sold by a monk from Chixiao Mansion for nine thousand yuan.
A spiritual stone and a two-hundred-year-old true fire sesame plant were replaced.
After the first monk's successful transaction, the atmosphere in the venue was instantly ignited. Then monks came on stage one after another, and most of the treasures they brought out were good. However, in Liang Yan's opinion, these things were always a little short of the mark.
, so that he couldn't arouse the slightest interest.
As time passed little by little, more than 30 treasures were successfully traded on the high platform, and none of them failed to be auctioned. Many people got what they wanted, with a look of satisfaction on their faces, and those
The monk who had not gained anything did not show any disappointment on his face, but was even more looking forward to the next treasure.
At this moment, a monk wearing dark green robes stepped onto the high platform. With this person's appearance, the originally noisy atmosphere in the audience suddenly became quiet.
"Reuner Moyun!" Someone in the audience shouted softly.
Speaking of which, although Monk Moyun is a casual cultivator, his cultivation level is actually at the middle stage of the Golden Core. He has a weird temper and is ruthless. He once wiped out a whole family just because of a disagreement, so many cultivators present
At this moment, everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to speak casually for fear of offending this person.
The layman Mo Yun also had no expression on the stage. He only slowly took out a piece of log from his sleeve, put it on the auction table, and said lightly:
"I got this thing from a secret realm after all the hard work. The starting price is 20,000 spiritual stones."
After he said this, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he folded his hands on the stage and closed his eyes to rest.
When everyone in the audience saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other, because no one had seen the thing that layman Mo Yun took out, and no one knew its origin.
These people whispered to each other and asked each other around. In the end, no one could tell the origin of this log. Some curious people couldn't help but let out their spiritual consciousness and wanted to find out on the stage. However, they were stopped by Mo Yun.
The layman waved his sleeves and blocked out all these spiritual consciousnesses.
There was a beautiful cultivator in the audience who couldn't help but frown and said: "Mr. Mo, why don't you introduce the origin of this treasure? Although this piece of wood seems to be full of spiritual energy, we don't know the details, so we can't increase the price at will.
"
"Yes, what is the function of this thing, what kind of magic weapon can it be refined, or is it used as an auxiliary material for what kind of elixir. You have to introduce it. Otherwise, why should we bid for it?" Another middle-aged scribe also said
echoed.
"snort!"
The layman Mo Yun looked at the sky and snorted coldly: "Ignorant young man, please stop making noise! I only sell this treasure to the destined people who know the goods. If you feel it is inappropriate, just shut up!"
The middle-aged scribe was stunned, and his face turned blue and red, feeling very embarrassed. However, due to the power of the layman Mo Yun, he could only laugh twice and keep silent.
At this time, layman Mo Yun scanned the crowd and said calmly: "The origin of this object is absolutely extraordinary. If I were not in urgent need of the spiritual stone, I would not be able to put it up for auction. I will wait here for ten breaths. After ten breaths, if there is still no
If someone makes a bid, the old man will leave immediately."
As soon as he said this, there was a moment of silence in the venue. Everyone was waiting to see if anyone would make a bid.
Ten breaths, nine breaths, three breaths
Seeing that the time was approaching, there was still no one in the field. A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of layman Mo Yun. He shook his head and was about to raise his hand to put away the log when he suddenly heard a young man's voice.
The layman Mo Yun was slightly startled and looked towards the audience. He saw that the bidder was a handsome man in gray clothes, seven feet tall and with long flowing hair.
The person making the bid was naturally Liang Yan, who had never made a move before.
In fact, he couldn't see through the log, let alone its origin. According to his temperament, he didn't originally intend to bid.
However, just now, an old voice came through the telepathy between himself and Xiaojiu. It was the fairy tree spirit in "Taixu Gourd" who spoke.
"My little friend, take a photo of this log. It will be of great use to me."
Liang Yan was slightly stunned. This was the first time that the immortal tree spirit actively contacted him after he left Hell.
When he was in Hades, the old man had made an agreement with himself. If there was a wood-attribute spiritual object that he liked, he must do his best to help him get it.
In exchange, every time he got a wood-attribute spiritual object that met the requirements for the tree spirit, the tree spirit would give him a benefit. However, the tree spirit did not say what the specific benefit was. He only said that it depends on the spirit he brings.
Depends on the value of the thing.
Unexpectedly, at the auction of the Beihai Demon Clan, Liang Yan actually encountered a treasure that made the Immortal Tree Spirit's heart move. Although he didn't know what the use of this object was, since the Immortal Tree Spirit spoke
, and he will not shirk it.
The originally silent square became slightly agitated because of Liang Yan's bid. Many people turned their attention to Liang Yan, seeming to want to see who it was. Could they really see the value of this log?
?
However, when these people saw that Liang Yan was only in the middle stage of Juyuan Realm, they couldn't help but shook their heads secretly. Some people even laughed in a low voice: "I thought he was some senior with extraordinary vision, but it turned out he was just trying his luck.
Stupid boy!"
"Don't say that!" Someone next to him winked and said, "He also wants to compete for the opportunity. Maybe after buying it and splitting it open, he will find a unique secret book hidden in the wood. He really found a treasure!"
"Hahaha, Brother Tan really loves to joke!" Another man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks laughed: "I'm afraid that when he goes back and splits it open, he will find that it is a hollow piece of rotten wood, and all his wealth will be wiped out!"
As soon as he said this, many people around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.
However, layman Mo Yun on the high platform stared at him. Although his aura of the golden elixir realm was not released, an evil aura naturally filled the air, causing those who made fun of him to feel chills running down their spines and subconsciously closed their eyes.
Mouth.
"You juniors, since you don't want to buy it, don't make any noise here. Do you think my method is too gentle?"
The layman Mo Yun's eyes swept over the monks who made taunts one by one, and there was a cold light in his eyes, which made these people stay silent and did not dare to laugh again.
When the venue became quiet again, Master Mo Yun turned his eyes to Liang Yan, and said with a hint of approval in his eyes:
"Junior, you are very knowledgeable. You are lucky this time. I happened to be in urgent need of spiritual stones, so this treasure will be returned."
He wanted to say, "It's yours," but before he finished speaking, another voice sounded from the field:
"Twenty-three thousand spiritual stones, I am also interested in this treasure!"
As soon as this voice came out, the faces of everyone present changed slightly, and they all looked towards the source of the voice.
Liang Yan also frowned slightly. He turned and looked at the other end of the square. However, when he saw the bidder, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
I saw this man wearing a yellow robe, a felt hat, a red face and a long beard. He seemed to have used a secret method to hide his figure just now. Therefore, Liang Yan did not notice him in the square with thousands of people, but at this moment everyone was paying attention
They gathered together, but Liang Yan recognized this person instantly.
This red-faced old man is none other than Zuo Qiu Ren, the Duke of Huang Shi who had a grudge against him!
"It turns out to be this old man!"
Liang Yan was furious when he saw this person.
Ah-Dai was one of the few friends he had, but back then he was hunted down by this old man. He even beat up the mandarin ducks and forcibly abducted Ah-Dai's Taoist companion.
Even I almost died under this old man's Taoism back then. Now that I saw him again, I really had the urge to draw my sword and kill him.
But he finally remembered that he was at the venue, and had already disguised himself with the "Yuanmu Dao" spell. If he couldn't help but take action now, everything would be exposed, and he would obtain the "Marrow Cleansing Glass" in two days.
” and “Golden Phoenix Dew” are greatly disadvantaged.
"I'll let you be happy for a few more days." Liang Yan calmed down, and then thought to himself: "That's not right, why did this old man follow the bid? Did he also see through the origin of this log?"
Liang Yan was very confident in his perception ability. He didn't notice anything special about this log just now. If the fairy tree spirit hadn't spoken, he would never have bid.
But Zuo Qiu Ren actually followed the bidding, and increased the price by three thousand spirit stones at a time. He looked determined to win, which made Liang Yan suspicious.
"No matter what, since the fairy tree spirit has spoken, let's take this thing down first and then talk about it."
Thinking of this, Liang Yan did not hesitate and shouted again:
"Twenty-five thousand spirit stones!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zuo Qiuren's voice: "Twenty-seven thousand spiritual stones!"
Liang Yan was stunned for a moment, then sneered in his heart: "This old man is trying to get in trouble with me!"
He became the leader of an alliance in Hell and was in charge of the Galaxy Palace. The resources in his hands have long exceeded the imagination of ordinary Jindan monks. Now it is easy to describe him as "rich and invincible". Naturally, he will not be afraid of a mere leftist.
Qiu Ren.
"Twenty-nine thousand spirit stones!"
"Thirty thousand!"
"Thirty-three thousand spirit stones!"
There were shouts of bidding, but there were only two bidders, Zuo Qiu Ren and Liang Yan.
At this time, everyone in the square was shocked. The logs that they thought were going to pass the auction were actually raised to such a high price by two people.
This scene also made many monks re-examine the log on the stage, and at the same time secretly wondered whether they had really made a mistake.
However, as the price continues to rise, even those monks who were interested in it have stopped at this moment, completely giving up the idea of fighting, and instead watching from the sidelines with the attitude of watching the excitement.
"Forty-nine thousand spirit stones!"
After Zuo Qiu Ren called out the price, he looked in the direction of Liang Yan, with a frightening cold light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This little friend, you are no more than a cultivator in the Juyuan Realm."
Just for the sake of it, do you really have so much wealth? Don’t just entertain me by not being able to get the spiritual stone when the time comes!”
"Fifty thousand spiritual stones!"
Liang Yan wanted to annoy him. After making the bid, he crossed his legs and said lazily: "What do you care about my cultivation level? Should our exchange meeting be based on spiritual stones or cultivation level?"
"you!"
Seeing his nonchalant look, Zuo Qiu Ren couldn't help but feel angry, and secretly thought: "If you were outside and a blind young man like you fell into my hands, you would definitely feel a life worse than death!"
But this is just a thought, after all, this is not the outside world, but the exchange venue of the Beihai Demon Clan.
Zuo Qiu Ren suppressed his anger, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally shouted out the price that even made him feel pain:
"Fifty-five thousand spirit stones!"
"Fifty-six thousand spiritual stones, plus a 'Bloodlight Demonic Vine'!" Liang Yan took it without hesitation.
As soon as he said this, the face of layman Mo Yun on the high platform immediately changed, and he asked in an almost trembling voice: "Do you really have the 'Bloodlight Demonic Vine' in your hand?"
Liang Yan seemed to have expected this and didn't say much. He just threw up a brocade box in his sleeve.
The layman Mo Yun reached out to take it, scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and said excitedly:
"It is indeed the 'Bloodlight Demonic Vine'! No need to bid! I have made up my mind to sell this thing to you, and I will only charge 30,000 spiritual stones, and I will not take any more!"
