"Congratulations to Wing 12 for winning this treasure!"
Mu Xingyue clapped her hands, and the maid came again pushing the cart.
"The next thing I prepare for you is a yellow-level Taoist technique!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd sighed.
"Mu Xingyue, your Xingyun Pavilion is getting less and less popular. How come it's just some street stall goods that you can't sell?"
Meng Zhan made fun of him unceremoniously.
At the same time, Sima Tang from the Sima family also showed a disdainful expression.
Seeing that everyone was about to boil, Mu Xingyue quickly lifted the red cloth.
This is a jade slip that is as white as jade and is even cold.
"This technique is called Ice Palm. I believe that all of you have heard of it."
"But this is a complete volume of Taoism!"
"All the mental techniques and laws from the first level to the ninth level are engraved in it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd quickly became quiet.
There were various expressions on everyone's faces, ranging from surprise to regret.
Ice Palm is an ice-attributed Taoist skill. Except for the alien spiritual root monks whose spiritual roots are ice, others cannot practice it if they get it.
"The base price of this item is 200,000 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 10,000 yuan!"
"Now, please start appraising the treasure!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Mu Xingyue finished speaking, someone immediately started calling out the price.
"Twenty-one thousand!"
"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"
Qin Shaoyou was quite surprised that there were actually people competing for this volume of "street stall goods".
In fact, complete Taoism is very rare, especially for casual cultivators.
Although this Ice Palm is not popular, it can still be used as a reference for these monks.
"Ding!"
"Three hundred thousand!"
A deep male voice echoed throughout the audience, and Sima Tang spoke!
The casual cultivators in the hall suddenly lost their voices, as if they had been choked.
Qin Shaoyou was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but have a better impression of the Sima family.
"Ahem!"
"Ding!"
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
"I want this Ice Palm!"
Just when Mu Xingyue thought no one would raise the price, the young master of Muyun Villa also rang the wind chimes.
Huh?
Doesn't this guy look down on this Ice Palm?
Why is he here to join in the fun?
"Mr. Meng, our treasure appraisal conference is not a child's play. Your words and deeds represent the leader of the Meng clan. Please consider it carefully?"
Meng Zhan has a romantic nature and has always gone his own way.
But this is not a place for him to act arbitrarily. Mu Xingyue said this because she was afraid that he would do whatever he wanted.
"snort!"
"Mu Xingyue, do you think that this young master can't even produce a mere 350,000 low-grade spiritual stones?"
"I said, three hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Three hundred and sixty thousand!"
Sima Tang spoke again.
"Four hundred thousand!"
Meng Zhan suddenly added 40,000, obviously determined to take down the Ice Palm.
"Meng Zhan, you didn't increase the price like this!"
Sima Tang was furious. If he hadn't been concerned about the status of the two families, he would have gone forward and strangled the turtle grandson to death.
"I'm happy, can you take care of it?"
"You brat! You're looking for death!"
"Why, you still want to take action?"
Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger, Uncle Mu, who had been hiding in the dark, had to speak out.
"Everyone who comes here is a guest. Please exercise restraint in my Mu family's territory!",
"Don't lose your identity in front of so many fellow Taoists!"
Sure enough, as soon as the old man opened his mouth, Sima Tang sat back in his chair angrily.
He clasped his fist at Uncle Mu, but did not raise the price.
But Meng Zhan looked proud.
There was a lot of quarrel here, but on the other side, Qin Shaoyou was so happy that he smiled crookedly.
This Meng Zhan is indeed a fool. I don't know where his brain went wrong, but he got into trouble with this local vendor.
This makes someone cheaper.
Mu Xingyue patted the proud chest gently and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Does anyone else want to increase the price?"
She asked out of habit.
Sure enough, everyone else lowered their heads silently, not daring to cause Muyun Villa any more displeasure.
"In this case, Master Meng Zhan will take over this Ice Palm!"
The treasure appraisal conference continued, and several good magic weapons were produced one after another.
These were all taken down by the casual cultivators in the hall, and neither Sima Tang nor Meng Zhan took action again.
Qin Shaoyou sat by the window, feeling anxious.
Didn't Pang Guang say that the main medicine for refining the Foundation Building Pill would appear here?
Why is it that the treasure appraisal conference is already halfway through and he still hasn’t gotten what he wants?
And while he was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door behind him.
"Master Immortal, this is your treasure."
The maid came in carrying a plate. In addition to the broken jade mirror, there was also a piece of yellow paper on the plate.
The jade mirror is warm and smooth to the touch.
But that piece of yellow paper is a mortal thing.
Qin Shaoyou took them one by one, and the maid then left the room.
There was only one line of small words written on the yellow paper: Ancient ruins!
Qin Shaoyou frowned slightly, it seemed that this jade mirror came from here.
What kind of clue is this?
After thinking about it, he burned the yellow paper, threw the jade mirror into the storage bag, and then looked towards the hall again.
At this time, the treasure appraisal conference has reached its climax. The treasure appraisal of ordinary objects has ended, and the last three final treasures are about to appear!
Mu Xingyue clapped her hands again, and saw a "bang" crack in the center of the platform, and then a wooden platform rose up from the ground. There was a crystal box placed on the wooden platform, and in this box, there was a crystal that overflowed with light.
Colorful spiritual fruit!
"Everyone, what you are seeing now is the Tianfeng Fruit, a first-grade Xuan-level spiritual fruit!"
“I won’t go into details about the effects of this product. I believe you can make your own judgment!”
"The base price of Tianfeng Fruit is 100,000 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 10,000 yuan!"
"The final treasure appraisal begins now!"
Qin Shaoyou was suddenly shocked, Tianfeng really showed up!
This is one of the three main ingredients needed to refine the Foundation Building Pill!
Following Mu Xingyue's order, the crowd was instantly detonated.
In addition to being used to refine foundation-building pills, Tianfeng Fruit is also a top-quality spiritual fruit that can cleanse marrow and cut hair!
Just taking this product alone can also have a good effect on improving the muscles, bones and blood of the monks!
As soon as Mu Xingyue finished speaking, someone started to quote.
"One hundred and ten thousand!"
"One hundred twenty thousand!"
"One hundred and forty thousand!"
...
"Two hundred thousand!"
Sima Tang quoted again.
He had a gloomy look on his face and stared at Meng Zhan's wing.
The goal of his visit this time was this thing, and what he was most worried about now was that this inconsistent Meng Zhan would come out to cause trouble.
"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"
Obviously, the casual cultivators in the hall did not intend to give up either.
The price of this Tianfeng Fruit soon reached 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
Qin Shaoyou couldn't sit still anymore, so he rang the wind chime decisively.
"Four hundred and one hundred thousand!"
Everyone was a little surprised that the mysterious room No. 12 actually started bidding.
Meng Zhan curled his lips and chuckled, and also walked to the window.