Chapter 33: The End of the Song

Middle-grade spiritual stone—eight thousand yuan!

Bi Luoxian's fluttering words silenced the scene. Even the scholar was stunned for a moment, and then smiled approvingly at a floating pavilion in the sky.

Women should not give way to men, this is how it should be!

That girl is still so fierce...

The next moment, the whole place was in an uproar, which was mixed with Chun Yuxiong's extremely hard-to-hear laughter and Xiang Luming's undisguised roar.

Xiang Luming naturally knows the details of his Luohua Valley better than Xie Ying, who is an outsider, and pays more attention to the Demonic Shadow Sect and the Five Elements Sect, which are both three sects in Nanyue Prefecture.

Although the Five Elements Sect's family is more prosperous than that of the Demonic Shadow Sect, after these years of sitting and eating, it seems to be declining. Based on Xiang Lumen's previous estimates, the Five Elements Sect would never bid for a gold-condensing fortune pill with a high price of spiritual stones.

But now, that crazy woman just did this. How could this not make Xiang Lumen angry and anxious? Annoyed and angry?

It's not that Luohua Valley can't get 8,000 pieces of mid-grade spiritual stones, but who knows if the crazy woman will raise the price again? But thinking about his brother's earnest instructions to him before leaving, and thinking that his nephew was about to form a pill, Xiang Luming could only grit his teeth and persist.

"Mid-grade spiritual stone, eight thousand one hundred yuan!"

"Nine thousand!"

"Nine thousand one hundred dollars!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Leng Ningyu, don't bully others too much!"

"Xiang Lumen, I've bullied you, what can you do to me!?"

But it turned out that Bi Luoxian's real name was Leng Ningyu. The onlookers who were originally dumbfounded by the violent bidding war between the two golden elixir monks saw the two golden elixir masters actually making a noise in public. They couldn't help but react. Although they didn't dare to openly applaud, they were afraid that The world is not in chaos, he is excited and gearing up, as if he has been given blood.

"You two are using this seat as a decoration!"

As the light words passed by, the temperature at the scene suddenly turned cold, and pieces of hexagonal snowflakes fell from the sky!

Everyone present felt that the blood in their bodies was about to freeze. How could they dare to act rashly?

Even the two floating pavilions in the sky were tightly wrapped in snowflakes and appeared to be crumbling.

At this time, the difference between Biluoxian and Xiang Lumen could be seen. Biluoxian's floating pavilion shot out rays of ice soul light, breaking the snow with ice, and each ice soul god light could knock down a snowflake; Xiang Lumen's Outside the floating pavilion, flying flowers flew out, and each flying flower was thrown into a snowflake.

At first glance, Bi Luoxian and Xiang Luming seemed to be equally matched with the scholar, but those who are careful will find that the two floating pavilions are crumbling. It is obvious that they both persevered very hard, but the scholar on the platform was not even touched. Surprised, delighted.

After the snowflakes all over the sky fell, the temperature on site warmed up again.

"It's your first offence. Let's forget it this time. If you mess around again, don't blame me for not predicting what I said!" Obviously the scholar just now just wanted to teach a lesson. Otherwise, with the power of the Yuanying Ancestor, let alone Biluoxian and Xiang If the lumen is gone, the two floating pavilions will be gone! It was not until three breaths later that Bi Luoxian snorted coldly but said nothing; after another breath, Xiang Luming's voice sounded: "Thank you, senior, for showing mercy! I bid fifteen thousand medium-grade spiritual stones. If someone raises the price again, I will also I can only bear the pain and give up my love!”

Xiang Luming's words were obviously addressed to the scholar, but everyone present knew that he was actually speaking to Bi Luoxian.

What's disappointing is that Biluoxian really didn't increase the price; what's exciting is that someone else has increased the price!

"Mid-grade spiritual stone—20,000 yuan!"

As soon as he said it, it was earth-shattering.

Xiang Luming was dumbfounded, Chun Yuxiong was dumbfounded, Lu Chengfeng was dumbfounded, Xiao Mian was dumbfounded, Xie Ying was dumbfounded, even the scholars on the platform were dumbfounded!

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded!

In addition to the person who quoted the price, what is even more surprising is that he is actually a monk sitting quietly in the audience. He has never participated in the auction before, but he made a blockbuster at the last moment.

The scholar was the first to react, but he suspected that the man was raising the price maliciously. However, before the scholar could react, the man stood up and threw a storage bag. The scholar caught it casually and looked inside with his consciousness. He looked at the man solemnly. I saw that the man was wrapped in a black cloak, with an evil ghost mask on his face.

Soon, the scholar's expression changed again, because his powerful consciousness could not penetrate the evil ghost mask.

This can only mean that the evil ghost mask is a genuine Nascent Soul level magic weapon!

"I've given you the spirit stone, give me the elixir!" The man didn't seem to be in awe of the Yuan Ying Ancestor at all. He didn't even show the most basic respect in his words. The scholar was stunned, but he still put the condensed gold in his hand. The Good Fortune Pill was put back into the porcelain bottle, affixed with the sealing talisman, and delivered to the person under the watchful eyes of everyone. The man didn't answer. Instead, he asked the scholar: "I just said that I can't do things like killing people and seizing elixirs in front of you, but is it true?"

"Of course it's true!"

"Okay then! Please, senior, please stay here with all fellow Taoists for a quarter of an hour. I'll take my leave first!" As he said this, before the scholar could answer, the black cloak on the man's body suddenly flashed with light. The scholar's expression changed and he flew into the sky. I saw the black cloak suddenly burst open and turned into a cloud of smoke. When the smoke dissipated, where was the trace of the man? For a moment, everyone was stunned, but the next moment, the scholar who reacted shouted: "If anyone dares to act rashly within a quarter of an hour, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

There were no less than 300 low-level cultivators in the field, and they were afraid to move because of the power of the Yuanying Patriarch. Among the nine floating pavilions in the air, three of them were slightly undulating. But before they could make any move, the scholar snorted coldly, and the three floating pavilions were completely covered with snowflakes.

This time was different from the previous lesson of Biluoxian and Xiang Liuming. The scholar also knew that if he could not calm everyone on the scene with the force of thunder, as long as there was a leader, he would face the siege of 300 cultivators. Although he might not be injured, it would be bad to spread the news. In addition, the scholar was also angry because of the trick that the man had set before he left. Therefore, he froze the three floating pavilions, and even the Jindan masters inside and the floating pavilions fell from the sky.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three landing sounds followed one after another, and the people who were ready to move were frightened and dared not move.

A quarter of an hour later, the scholar descended from the sky, and everyone felt the suffocating pressure around them disappear instantly.

"Since that man dared to plot against me, he must have a perfect plan. Moreover, he has been gone for a quarter of an hour, even ordinary Jindan cultivators can use secret techniques to escape more than a thousand miles away. Everyone, don't waste your efforts!" Seeing everyone's eyes flickering, the scholar shook his head and smiled bitterly, but still tried his best to make them dispel unrealistic fantasies. But now that even the finale item has been taken, his auctioneer's task is also completed. His eyes swept slightly between those floating pavilions, and the scholar's figure gradually disappeared from the spot, leaving only a sigh: "There is nothing in the world, and mediocre people worry about it!"

With the departure of the scholar, most of the people at the scene immediately rushed out of Lingchuan.

This Lingchuan auction ended successfully, and the audience dispersed.

But the aftermath caused by this is far from calming down...