On the tray is a milky white porcelain bottle. Yuan Zhen introduced:
"This item is Purple Spirit Liquid. It is a treasure used to purify the true energy in the body. I believe that everyone will take pills to break through, resulting in weak true energy, so don't miss this treasure!"
After Yuan Zhen introduced it, there was a heated discussion immediately. They never expected that the first thing was so valuable.
You must know that not everyone is a genius, and in order to make a breakthrough as soon as possible within a limited life, they will choose to take pills.
In this way, there is the problem of empty true energy.
Then with this thing, it can be solved very well.
In the luxurious private room, Lu Ming had no interest in the object because he didn't need it.
Zhu Ningyun is obviously not useful either.
So just look down and start scrambling.
"What's the starting price?"
Someone below immediately couldn't help but ask questions.
Yuan Zhen was very satisfied with the atmosphere and quickly replied, "The starting price is one thousand Low-grade Yuan Stone, and each increase will be no less than one hundred."
"Primordial stones? And so many?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused a heated discussion, but it was mostly criticized.
Because the main currency used by the Zhen Qi Realm is gold and silver, although Low-grade Yuan Stone will be used, not much.
Great Powers disciples are just that, there are many channels to obtain them, but most casual cultivators do not have so many channels to obtain Yuan Stones.
Therefore, the starting price of one thousand Low-grade Yuan Stone is a bit high for them.
However, a few people still had money. One person immediately shouted, "I will pay one thousand one hundred!"
Then, as if a fuse was lit, bids began to be heard continuously:
"One thousand two hundred!"
"One thousand and three!"
The bidding sounds come and go, but Yuan Zhen is so powerful that it can always accurately locate the person bidding.
"Room D-16 bids three thousand two hundred Low-grade Yuan Stone. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
The scene was quiet for a while, and no one made a sound until a few breaths passed, and then Yuan Zhen made the final decision.
"Congratulations to the distinguished customer Room D-16 for winning a bottle of Purple Spirit Liquid. The items will be sent to the transaction later."
"The next thing is the second item."
The beautiful woman brought up another tray. I saw that this item and many subsequent items were of much lower value.
And they are all measured in gold and silver.
It seems that the first thing is specially used to warm up the field.
It wasn't until the twentieth item that a technique appeared.
"This is a Human-grade, peak stage martial arts book called [Immortal Crane Technique]. It is both an internal and mental technique and a light-body technique."
"There are nine levels in total. After mastering it, you will be as light as a swallow and run like the shadow of a crane. In terms of speed, you will absolutely crush most Martial Artist at the same level."
"The starting price is 4,000 Low-grade Yuan Stone, and the price will increase by more than 100 each time."
Regarding this auction item, as soon as Yuan Zhen finished speaking, some Great Powers people had no reaction, while some small forces and some casual cultivators Martial Artist were breathing a little faster.
Human-grade, peak stage Kung Fu, both internal and light skills, is nothing short of a treasure to them.
But when I heard the starting price, I was a little intimidated.
However, some people thought of ways, and some started looking for people to borrow money.
"Junior Brother Liu, how many Low-grade Yuan Stone do you have on you? Lend them to me first. I will return them to you after you return to the martial arts school."
A small martial arts disciple said to the person next to him.
The man shook his head helplessly, "I lived frugally for two years and saved more than five hundred Low-grade Yuan Stone. It's just a drop in the bucket for you."
"Give it to me first, and then I'll borrow some."
There are also people who buy together in partnership and learn together afterwards.
Yuan Zhen deliberately waited for a while before urging for a quote.
"Four thousand one hundred!" someone immediately said.
"Four thousand two hundred!"
"Five thousand six hundred!"
With the round of bidding, the voices are getting rarer and rarer, which means that there are fewer and fewer people who can afford the bid.
However, the price is still rising and has reached 6,900.
Now there are only two or three bidders.
"Eight thousand!"
Finally, Room C-20, a price was shouted out, and no one said anything.
Yuan Zhen After three confirmations, the transaction was completed at this price.
Lu Ming Unexpectedly, a Human-grade, peak stage technique can be sold for a high price of eight thousand Low-grade Yuan Stone outside.
You know, he only has a total of more than 30,000 Low-grade Yuan Stone, which can only buy about three doors.
In other words, if he does not join the sect and relies solely on himself, he may not be able to master Human-grade, peak stage martial arts within a few years.
And many martial arts have Yuan stones that cannot be bought.
Channels are also important.
This is also the reason why many people want to join Great Powers.
"Do you now know how precious martial arts is?"
Gongsun He looked at the expressions of Lu Ming and Zhu Ningyun and said with a smile, "What you have at your fingertips is something outsiders would never dream of."
"The elder is right." The two nodded in agreement.
Then Gongsun He sighed again, "But this is also relative. For those larger forces, we can't even dream of what they have at their fingertips."
"So, when you reach a certain level, you can only rely on yourselves."
"I just hope you don't forget about the sect when the time comes."
When the three of them heard this, they all looked solemn, and Lu Ming said, "Don't worry, elder, no matter how far I go in the future, I will never forget that I am Wuji Sect."
"Me too." Zhu Ningyun and Guan Wuli also said quickly.
"That's good, that's good." Gongsun He felt relieved.
This is the end of a conversation caused by martial arts.
The auction continues below.
This time something Lu Ming was interested in appeared. It was an ancient Stone Slab artifact whose function could not be clearly determined. Lu Ming looked somewhat similar to the one he smashed out of the jar yesterday.
I took it out to compare.
"It seems that these two pieces of Stone Slab are related."
After Guan Wuli and Zhu Ningyun saw the piece Stone Slab underneath exposed, they remembered the piece Lu Ming got yesterday.
Then I saw him comparing.
"If you are interested, take pictures. You may end up with something of immeasurable value, or you may get nothing at all."
Gongsun He also knew what happened yesterday, so he stroked his beard and said.
"Then take pictures."
Lu Ming has made a decision.
The starting price is two thousand Low-grade Yuan Stone. There are only a few people who can afford this thing, and even fewer people who can afford it are interested in it.
So the quotes are a bit sparse.
However, Lu Ming was not in a hurry to speak.
"Room B-6 bids two thousand nine hundred, is there anyone else who bids?"
Yuan Zhen Although he was smiling on the outside, he was not satisfied with the price in his heart. So when he spoke, he deliberately lengthened his words to give people more time to think about it.
Seeing that no one bid again, Lu Ming said, "Three thousand!"
"Room A-Left, the bid is three thousand, is there anyone else who bids?"
When everyone heard the sound, they couldn't help but look up to the top. There were three private rooms there. In order not to make people think that the three private rooms were divided into first, second and third levels, they were named left, middle and right.
So far, this is the first time that three Grade A houses have participated in the auction.
Yuan Zhen shouted three times, but no one bid again. I was about to drop the hammer with disappointment, but Room A-Middle spoke up.
"Three thousand one hundred!"
Everyone looked up again, Yuan Zhen was overjoyed, "Room A-Middle bid three thousand one hundred!"
Lu Ming frowned slightly. He was very familiar with the bidder's voice. It was Nine Heavens Sect Core Disciple Zhou Lie who had been taught a lesson by him yesterday.
"I guess the people at the Nine Heavens Sect are raising prices on purpose."
Guan Wuli also frowned.
Lu Ming naturally thought about it. After thinking about it, his highest psychological price was four thousand. If it exceeded, he would not want it.
So he spoke out first, shouting out the price of 3,500 yuan, and acted as if he was bound to win.
"Room A-Left bids three thousand five thousand!" Yuan Zhen said excitedly.
The guy next door immediately followed up with a price of 3,600.
At this moment, everyone felt that the quotation seemed not to be for goods, but for a battle of emotions.
Anyone with a keen eye knows that the three private rooms above are Zhao Kingdom and three Seventh-Rank Sect, and the bidders are probably Nine Heavens Sect and Wuji Sect.
It is obvious that these two cases are not dealt with.
"It's that kid." Hegemon Saber Li Yishan heard Lu Ming's voice.
"Four thousand." Lu Ming directly shouted the psychological price, no more.
At this time, in the Nine Heavens Sect's private room, Zhou Lie fell into a tangle, "Senior Brother Nie, why don't you add more? I don't have much Yuan Stone left."
In fact, he didn't want to argue, he was just forced.
And he also felt heartbroken. He had spent so many precious stones to buy a broken piece of Stone Slab. If he really got it, he would have to complete several tasks to make up for it.
However, Nie Jianjun ignored his expression and said coldly, "Add."
Zhou Lie had no choice but to grit his teeth and add another hundred.
"Four thousand one hundred, is there any increase in price?"
Yuan Zhen felt happy, as he really had the will and energy to sell the items at a high price.
This is already higher than the market price. Judging from his many years of experience in hosting auctions, it can definitely be higher.
But he was disappointed, Lu Ming never spoke again.