"Fellow Taoist Box No. 10 bids two hundred and ten spiritual stones, will anyone increase the price?" Dong Hongcai looked around and asked loudly.
"I'll increase the price by ten spiritual stones!" A monk in the hall raised his hand and shouted.
"Okay! Two hundred and twenty spiritual stones! And..."
"bite!"
Before Dong Hongcai finished speaking, he saw the light of box No. 10 turn on again, and he immediately changed his words: "The price of box No. 10 has been increased by ten spiritual stones again!"
Bai Qingzhou was bound to win this trip, so as soon as the monks' voices stopped, he immediately knocked down the bell on the table.
When He Zuo and He Li saw Bai Qingzhou finally taking action, they immediately became energetic. He Li ran to the side and asked excitedly: "Brother, do you want to take this secret book?"
"That's right!" Bai Qingzhou nodded and replied.
"Brother, come on!" He Zuo shouted loudly.
And He Li continued to ask: "Senior brother, how many spirit stones do you have?"
"More than six hundred and thirty yuan." Bai Qingzhou replied calmly.
He now knows his wealth best. When he went out to the sect, he brought a total of more than two hundred spiritual stones. In these two months, he spent a total of 100,000 spiritual stones on the purchase of spiritual rice, animal meat, accommodation and other miscellaneous expenses.
He bought fifty or sixty spiritual stones, and then met Wu Haoming. After selling the tin stone, he earned nearly five hundred spiritual stones, so now he owns more than six hundred spiritual stones.
"Is it possible to take a picture of this secret book?" He Li asked tentatively.
"Of course!" Bai Qingzhou affirmed: "Whether it is a secret book or a magic weapon, the price of the yellow-level high-grade level is only about three hundred spiritual stones at most, and the top level is only four hundred spiritual stones. This magic should be
It’s less than four hundred spirit stones!”
"Two hundred and fifty spiritual stones! This fellow Taoist bids two hundred and fifty spiritual stones! I don't know, fellow Taoist in box No. 10..." Dong Hongcai reminded loudly.
"bite!"
Bai Qingzhou seemed to be responding to him and patted the bell again.
He has no scruples about bidding prices. As long as someone calls out the price, he will immediately increase the price, as if he doesn't take the spiritual stone seriously.
The price also got higher and higher with the shouting of several people, and soon it reached 320 spiritual stones.
In the end, it became a bidding contest between Bai Qingzhou and the monk in the box next door, and the monk also shouted out the three hundred and twenty spiritual stones.
"Ding!" Bai Qingzhou took the picture again.
The scene fell silent again, and everyone was waiting for the monk to turn on the light.
After a while, the monk's box lit up again.
"Three hundred and forty spiritual stones!"
Seeing that the man was still bidding, Bai Qingzhou thought for a moment and quickly took a photo of the bell.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
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Take three shots in a row!
"Fellow Taoist Box No. 10 has increased the price by 30 spiritual stones! The price has reached 370 spiritual stones!" Dong Hongcai's hoarse voice spread throughout the venue.
At this moment, the whole place fell into silence, and they began to wait for the light of the box to turn on again.
But as Dong Hongcai counted down, the lights in that box no longer came on.
"Deal!" Dong Hongcai sealed the deal.
...
Not long after, a Wanbao Pavilion monk wearing a light yellow robe knocked on the door of Bai Qingzhou's box, "Senior, this is your [Lingbo Shenfa]."
He was also holding a tray in his hand, and the book with a blue cover was placed on the tray.
Bai Qingzhou picked it up happily and looked at the four words written on the cover. He was very satisfied and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Finally found it..."
"Senior, this item requires three hundred and seventy spiritual stones." The monk from Wanbao Pavilion reminded.
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou waved his hand, and the spirit stones quickly flew out of the [storage bag], flew lightly to the tray, and quickly filled the tray, "Three hundred and seventy spirit stones, just do the math!
"
"Yes!" The monk from Wanbao Pavilion was very serious about his work. He squatted on the ground and began to count carefully.
Bai Qingzhou was not in a hurry, and watched him count the pieces one by one with a smile. Just when he was about to open the book and read it, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Bang bang bang!" The force was rapid and rough.
Hearing the seemingly unkind knock on the door, Bai Qingzhou raised his head in question and looked outside the door. His spiritual energy immediately surged out and he quickly came into contact with the figure outside.
"Foundation-building monk..." He couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The monk from Wanbao Pavilion who was on the ground also heard the knock on the door. He got up suspiciously, walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.
"Uh... congratulations, senior!" the monk from Wanbao Pavilion said in surprise.
At this moment, a middle-aged monk with a pale and gloomy face was standing at the door.
As soon as the door opened, he immediately looked at Bai Qingzhou, who was sitting in the center of the room, and snorted coldly: "Huh! I'm just going to see which brat dares to compete with me for the secret book! It turns out to be your boy!"
Bai Qingzhou's eyes turned cold, he stood up, blocking the figures of He Zuo and He Li, and said in a deep voice: "I took it, what's your advice?!"
The middle-aged monk pointed with his right hand and said with an angry smile: "Good boy! I remember you! You'd better..."
Before he finished speaking, the Wanbao Pavilion monk suddenly shouted, "Best wishes, senior!!"
His loud shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone present to him.
I saw his face was cold and stern, and he said slowly: "I wish you the best
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Senior, I advise you not to commit murder and seize treasures in our Wanbao Pavilion. My Jindan ancestor hates such things the most! If you ruin the reputation of our Wanbao Pavilion, I don’t think my ancestor will let you go...
.”
At the end, the tone was full of threats.
The middle-aged monk's face was livid, he stared at the young monk in front of him, his eyes were burning, and he said angrily: "Who do you think you are! How dare you interfere with my business even if you are a little Qi Lianqiu?!"
"It's not that he dares to take care of your business..." At this time, a charming female voice came from outside the box, and then a voluptuous female cultivator slowly walked out. She shouted coldly: "It's that Wanbao Pavilion dares to take care of your business.
thing!"
Thick spiritual energy floats beside her, it is obvious that she is also a foundation-building monk!
"Huh!" Seeing the female Foundation Establishment cultivator approaching, the middle-aged man's aura suddenly dropped. He opened his mouth, but hesitated. Then he flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.
"Zhu Huang, if this fellow Taoist dies tragically in the wild recently, I will report it to the ancestor. Regardless of whether you did it or not, I will blame the matter on you!" The female cultivator looked at the back of the middle-aged monk and said coldly.
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The sound made the middle-aged monk pause in his tracks, but he did not look back. He moved again and walked towards the door.
After Zhu Huang left, the female cultivator walked into the room and apologized to Bai Qingzhou: "This fellow Taoist made you laugh."
Only then did Bai Qingzhou notice the appearance of the female cultivator. She wore a bright red silk skirt with a very low neckline, revealing her plump breasts. Her face was like a hibiscus, her eyebrows were like willows, and her eyes that were more charming than peach blossoms were very attractive.
She has skin like snow and her black hair is pulled into a high bun. She is such a beautiful woman.
Bai Qingzhou paused, immediately put away his surprised eyes, and said seriously, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me out."
"You're welcome!" The female cultivator looked Bai Qingzhou up and down and said, "It seems that I have never seen my Taoist friend before. What do you call me?"
"It's normal for fellow Taoist to have never seen me before. I just came to Liuyunfang recently. My name is Bai Qingzhou."
"That's it..." The female cultivator nodded slightly, then smiled and said: "My name is Yun Wan, and I am the owner of Wanbao Pavilion in Liuyunfang. Haha, in the future, fellow Taoists can come to Wanbao Pavilion to trade more."
"This is natural." Bai Qingzhou smiled slightly.
Wanbao Pavilion has a guaranteed reputation and is highly rated no matter which city it is in. Many monks use Wanbao Pavilion as their first choice for auction house, and Bai Qingzhou is no exception.
"Fellow Taoist, please watch first, I have something else to do." Yun Wan said goodbye with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist, please hurry up!" Bai Qingzhou handed over his hand again.
At this time, the monk from Wanbao Pavilion who had been nearby suddenly approached her and said a simple sentence in her ear. After listening, Yun Wan waved his hand, and the spirit stone on the ground flew up instantly and landed steadily on her hand.
"I'll take my leave now." After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the box.