Youth must come early, how can it be youthful? Chapter 72 Brass Inner Armor
After sending away his boss, Bai Qingzhou returned to his ordinary life of looking after a store.
The only difference from before was that he began to go to the Beast Forest to hunt monsters from time to time, about once every ten days on average, and he was very active.
He looks exactly like a casual cultivator who specializes in hunting monsters.
Gradually, many regular customers came to know about Bai Qingzhou's death-seeking behavior, and most of them came over to make fun of him, but there were not as many mocking voices as there were when he opened the animal butcher shop.
After all, anyone who dares to venture into the monster forest is considered a brave person and will not make fun of them casually.
After three months passed, Bai Qingzhou became richer and richer, slowly accumulating hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones.
On this day, Wanbao Pavilion’s annual large-scale auction arrived.
Bai Qingzhou took out all the spiritual stones that he had saved for more than three months today and arrived at the auction site early.
Because he came early this time, the situation where the foundation-building monk blocked the door did not happen last time, and he quickly entered the hall.
After coming in and looking around, Bai Qingzhou actually found an acquaintance. He chuckled and walked towards that person.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao! What a coincidence that you are here too?" Bai Qingzhou was the first to say hello.
"Hey, Shopkeeper Bai, are you so free today? You don't have to guard the shop?" A monk with a fierce face turned around and said with a smile.
This person was none other than Zhao Di. He was the first casual cultivator that Lao Luo brought him to that day, and he was also a late-stage Qi-refining cultivator who specialized in hunting [Mei Yue Deer].
After running the animal butcher shop for more than half a year, Bai Qingzhou had frequent contact with him and was now very familiar with him.
Bai Qingzhou sat down next to him and said with a smile: "Lao Luo is here to help the store, so I won't be needed. I will definitely come over to join in the fun of today's annual auction."
He said he was just joining in the fun, but in fact Bai Qingzhou had saved a lot of spiritual stones, and he came here just to buy some good things at the auction.
"That's it..." Zhao Di nodded, then lowered his head and said mysteriously: "By the way, I heard that this auction will include Xuan-level skills, I don't know if it is true or not..."
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou nodded lightly. He had been dealing with various monks all day long, so naturally he had heard about it.
This news spread early in the city, causing everyone to talk about it.
After all, a Xuan-level skill can be considered a heavyweight item.
"Don't think about it, fellow Daoist Zhao, the Xuan-level quality technique may require hunting hundreds of monsters..." Bai Qingzhou laughed softly.
"I definitely don't have any hope..." Zhao Di responded with a smile, "I just don't know which sect will buy it."
"yes..."
The two began to communicate in low voices, waiting for the auction to officially begin.
While waiting, Bai Qingzhou also saw many people he knew, not only various shopkeepers in Fangshi, but also various monks he had seen in the Fangshi arena competition before.
Entering the hall one after another.
In a short time, this usually spacious hall was filled to capacity.
Soon, the auction will officially begin.
An old monk with white hair and beard walked onto the podium.
"Welcome fellow Taoists to attend Wanbao Pavilion's annual large-scale auction. This auction has been prepared for a long time. There are one hundred and ninety-two auction items alone, and..." The old monk looked around and deliberately sold
After a while, he continued: "The final item this time is a technique specially sent by a foundation-building senior! The grade is Xuan-level low-grade!"
The old monk's words immediately caused a burst of discussion in the audience.
It turned out that the rumored Xuan-level low-level skills were indeed true, which made many casual cultivators feel that they had come to the right place and could open their eyes.
"Without further ado, let's start today's large-scale auction!" The old monk waved to the backstage curtain.
A female monk suddenly appeared from behind the curtain. She carefully held a piece of clothing and walked forward slowly.
Seeing this item, Bai Qingzhou couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. He didn't expect that the first item of the day would make him throb.
"Today's first auction item, [Brass inner armor]!" The old monk pointed to the light yellow inner armor and continued: "The grade is yellow-level medium-grade, with good defensive capabilities. After testing, it can
Resisted many yellow-level high-grade spell attacks!"
Bai Qingzhou's eyes lit up. Daiba had told him about this item in the sect that day. It was said to be a very good defensive weapon. However, because he could not afford to redeem it with merit points at the time, he could only exchange some later.
Talisman.
I never expected to see it at the auction today.
"The starting price is twenty yuan for low-grade spiritual stones!" the old monk said calmly.
"twenty one."
Someone immediately made a sound from below.
"Twenty-three dollars."
"twenty four."
Many casual cultivators started bidding.
Prices keep increasing.
Bai Qingzhou saw the opportunity and shouted, "Thirty yuan!"
The scene fell silent for a moment, but not for a moment.
"thirty-one!"
"Thirty-two!"
After hearing the words, Bai Qingzhou was composed and said nothing.
"This fellow Taoist offers thirty-two pieces of low-grade spiritual stones! Is there any other fellow Taoist who wants to bid?" the old monk asked.
"First time!" The old monk picked up a small hammer and tapped the table gently.
At this time, Bai Qingzhou immediately said: "Thirty-five yuan!"
Suddenly the price was raised to thirty-five yuan.
After Bai Qingzhou spoke up, the venue fell silent again.
"Thirty-five yuan! Is there anyone else who wants to bid?" the old monk shouted.
"first!"
"the second time!"
"the third time!"
"Deal!" The old monk hammered down the deal.
"Congratulations, Shopkeeper Bai!" Zhao Di on the side immediately congratulated.
Bai Qingzhou was also quite excited and said with a smile: "Lucky lucky!"
After the first item is auctioned, the auction will continue.
All kinds of items are constantly being offered up by Zhike.
Moreover, Bai Qingzhou also discovered that there were not only dozens or hundreds of auction items at the auction, but also some charms worth more than ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.
Bai Qingzhou saw some rare talismans and bid at random, and actually bought a lot of talismans.
Not long after.
The deposit of more than 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones was spent on less than half.
Even Zhao Di on the side also bought a yellow-level mid-grade weapon.
As the auction continued, the monks in the box on the second floor also began to bid, which temporarily pushed the atmosphere of the auction to a climax.
The endless supply of auction items opened Bai Qingzhou's eyes and he carefully watched the old monk's performance on the podium.
"Okay, this is the one hundred and fifty-eighth item, this is a flying magic weapon..." the old monk suddenly introduced mysteriously.
Then a knowledgeable guest came up to the podium holding a small piece of paper.
After the old monk took it, he said calmly: "[Immortal Wind Sculpture], a yellow-level mid-grade flying magic weapon, the starting price is fifty yuan for low-grade spiritual stones..."
"hiss..."
As soon as the old monk finished speaking, there was a gasping sound from below.
"No way! Just a yellow-level mid-grade magic weapon, and the base price can be as low as fifty yuan for a low-grade spiritual stone?" A monk immediately asked sarcastically.
"That's right! What's the function of this?"
Generally speaking, yellow-level mid-grade magic weapons are generally sold in the price range of thirty to fifty yuan. Unexpectedly, the starting price of this yellow-level mid-grade flying magic weapon reached fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.
As if he could predict everyone's reaction, the old monk was not in a hurry and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, please be patient. The price of this flying magic weapon at fifty spiritual stones makes sense."
The old monk paused and continued: "The [Immortal Wind Sculpture] was made by a golden elixir refiner. Originally, he wanted to forge a yellow-level high-grade flying magic weapon, but due to a mistake in the forging technique, it was made.
It is slightly damaged and the speed is slightly reduced, but the other functions are not affected. It is still faster than many yellow-level mid-grade magic weapons. Therefore, after our decision at Wanbao Pavilion, this object is priced at fifty yuan for low-grade spiritual stones.
"
The old monk's words silenced the scene, but then many voices began to be heard.
"Tch...a magical weapon that failed to be forged is put up for auction. Is this still Wanbao Pavilion?"
"If the forging fails, can it still be sold? Isn't this cheating a fool?"
"Hahaha whoever sells it is a big injustice..."
After hearing everyone's words, the old monk's expression remained unchanged and he didn't refute at all. He just said lightly: "Start bidding now."
But due to the old monk's previous words and the ridiculing voices of several casual cultivators, no one actually bid for the moment.
The venue fell into an atmosphere of silence.
"If no fellow Taoist bids, then this item will be lost..." the old monk said calmly.
But the words are not yet finished...
"Fifty-one!" A bidding sound immediately came from the audience.
Everyone's eyes also looked over.
"Uh... isn't this the shopkeeper Bai from Xuanyangmen?"
"Yes, that's him. I've been to his shop before to buy animal meat..."
Someone immediately recognized Bai Qingzhou.
Seeing someone bidding, the old monk's eyes flashed with joy and he said: "Fellow Taoist No. 39 bids fifty-one yuan! Is there any other Taoist priest who bids?"
"Shopkeeper Bai seems to be a very smart person. Why did he spend so many spiritual stones to buy a broken flying magic weapon..."
"Yes, isn't this a flaw in your brain? A broken magic weapon won't last long if you buy it back. It will break down within a few months at most..."
"Hey, just call others stupid. When he opened the Monster Butcher Shop, how many people in the market called him stupid? Now look at how much he earns in a day!"
And just when everyone was talking about it...
"I'll pay fifty-two yuan!" a voice came out.
Bai Qingzhou, who was originally confident, couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He didn't expect that someone else would bid.
He immediately looked towards the source of the sound.
I discovered that the man was actually the monk who had been clamoring that whoever bought it was the wronged one from the very beginning!
It turns out that this person also wants to win...
Sensing Bai Qingzhou's gaze, he bowed his hands to him with a gentle smile.
"Hmph!" Bai Qingzhou looked away, gritted his teeth, and immediately raised his hand and said, "Fifty-five yuan!"
"Fifty-six!" There were also monks in the field following the price.
Not only that monk, but also other monks made bids.
Bai Qingzhou was unwilling to give up. As his cultivation level improved, he felt that [Feiyun Lingzhi] was getting slower and slower, and the speed could not match his own running speed. Changing the flying magic weapon had been a long-awaited idea in his heart.
At this time, when I see a flying magic weapon that suits my heart, I will definitely not let it go.
He kept following the price...
The price soon reached eighty spiritual stones.
The increase in price also forced two casual cultivators to withdraw their bids.
Only the monk was still bidding with Bai Qingzhou at the beginning.
Generally, a high-grade yellow-level magic weapon costs more than 120 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, and a medium-grade yellow-level magic weapon costs less than 100 yuan at most. If it is any higher, the gain will outweigh the loss.
Bai Qingzhou calculated the spiritual stones on hand. After excluding the thirty-five low-grade spiritual stones he had just used to purchase the [Brass Inner Armor] and the expenses for some spells, he only had eighty-five pieces left in his hand at this time.
A spiritual stone.
Looking at the magic weapon, Bai Qingzhou thought for a while and said in a deep voice:
"I'll give you eighty-five low-grade spiritual stones!"