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Chapter 110 Auction (4)

At this time, the bidding was already increased by 100 low-grade spirit stones. The monks present looked at each other and all looked shocked. Mo Wentian, who was sitting in the VIP Room No. 25, was overjoyed. He did not expect that he would get such a high price, which was far beyond his expectations.

Zhao Zhengyang remained silent. After all, he was auctioning the alchemy furnace for Jia Sidao and there was no room for maneuver. Moreover, the spirit stones in the storage bag made him unable to bid. He sighed and gave up the competition for the alchemy furnace.

After hearing that the real person weighed the pros and cons, he decided to give up. He had a vague feeling that the price of the purple gold toad furnace should be more than 1,300 low-grade spirit stones, and the real person of the Qiankun Sect is also an alchemist. Although the level of alchemy is not very good, when encountering such a treasure, how can you not be moved, so as not to get entangled when waiting for his offer. It would be better to give up early to seek peace and tranquility.

Zhang Haiyun felt a little sad in his heart, but it was worth it as long as the Purple Gold Toad Furnace was auctioned. At this time, he couldn't help but feel proud and laughed: "Fellow Taoists, if no one bids, the Purple Gold Toad Furnace will belong to this sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Liehuo Zhenren came from the VIP Room No. 1: "Who said no one bids? I bid for 1,500 low-grade spirit stones, do you have something to say?"

Zhang Haiyun's face changed. Liehuo Zhenren had a high level of cultivation and a bad temper. Even the Golden Snake Zhenren Miao Sanjiang was afraid of this person, but he could not offend him. He immediately said, "Since Liehuo Zhenren has taken a fancy to this thing, there is nothing to say."

Liehuo Zhenren laughed and was about to speak, but someone said in the VIP room No. 2 next door: "I have something to say. With the alchemy technique of Liehuo Laogui, it is not worthy of the purple gold toad furnace. It is better to let me auction it and give it to my husband's disciple to become the elixir king. With his third-level alchemist, he will not insult this thing."

The person who spoke was Fen Tian Zhenren. As soon as he said this, he immediately aroused the anger of Fen Tian Zhenren and shouted: "Far, Old Monster Fen Tian, ​​what do you mean is that my alchemy technique is not as good as your disciple? It's simply fart, it's stinking!"

The Fen Tian Zhenren seemed to hear something ridiculous, and laughed disdainfully: "Old Gui Liehuo, your poor alchemy technique is famous in Yunzhou, and you are still complacent. It is really ridiculous. Have you forgotten why the True Man Guiyun left the Qiankun Sect back then?"

The real person of Liehuo seemed to have his scars been uncovered and roared: "Don't say it, that's just an accident?"

Fen Tian Zhenren laughed and said to himself: "Twenty years ago, I remembered that you and Zhiren Guiyun became Taoist companions, but not long after, Zhiren Guiyun became pregnant. She asked you to refine a third-level spiritual fetal pill and use the spiritual energy of the pill to give birth to the fetus so that the child can easily have spiritual roots after birth. It was originally a good thing, but who knows what shit elixir you have refined? As a result, after Zhiren Guiyun took it, he directly aborted the fetus. She was sad and lost all her thoughts, so she left the Qiankun Gate and disappeared from now on."

He told this secret word by word. When Liehuo Zhenren heard it, he felt his heart was cut by a knife and heartbroken. He roared angrily: "Old Monster Fen Tian, ​​you are talking nonsense and slandering people. The pill recipe of the spiritual fetal pill was given by the senior brother of the leader. How could I make a mistake? Guiyuan's miscarriage is another reason, and it is definitely not a problem with the spiritual pill."

"This is the case, what's the use of quibbling?" Fen Tian Zhenren snorted coldly and said, "The so-called famous swords are matched with heroes, good swords are given to heroes, and such treasures as purple gold toad furnaces should naturally belong to my apprentice to become the Dan King."

Having said this, he whispered to the audience: "Zheng Yu Zhenren, the purple-gold toad furnace, Xuantian Sword, and the price of 1,700 low-grade spirit stones."

Everyone understood that Liehuo Zhenren was wrongly refining the spiritual fetal pill in his early years, which led to a miscarriage of the fetus and thus lost his Taoist companion. However, he not only did not regret it, but instead became more addicted to the alchemy, as if he wanted to prove to the world that he was not at fault. With such an idea, then the auction of the purple gold toad furnace would definitely not be missed.

The beloved disciple of Fen Tian Zhenren Cheng Danwang is also an outstanding figure in the Xuantian Sword Sect. He is already a third-level alchemist at a young age. It is said that he has touched the bottleneck of the fourth-level alchemist. This person's surname is Cheng and often claims to be the Danwang. Therefore, not many people remember his real name. They are respectfully called Danwang. With his alchemy level, he does not insult the name of Danwang.

With the favor of the Fentian Zhenren for the King of Dan, the Purple Gold Toad Furnace is naturally his must-have. In addition, the two of them were originally mortal enemies, so they would definitely not give in to each other's Purple Gold Toad Furnace, and a good show will be about to happen.

As expected, when the Fentian Zhenren reported a high price of 1,700 low-grade spirit stones, the Liehuo Zhenren was not willing to be outdone and shouted loudly: "Zheyu Zhenren, Qiankun Sect bid for 1,900 low-grade spirit stones."

"Xuantian Sword Sect, 2,100 Low-grade Spirit Stones!"

"Qiankun Gate, 2,300 low-grade spirit stones!"

"Xuantian Sword Sect, 2,500 Low-grade Spirit Stones!"

“…”

The auction price is rising steadily, and everyone present is stunned. Only Mo Wentian is overjoyed. As the saying goes, bees and clams fight, the fisherman gains profit. The more desperate the two of them auction this item, the more beneficial it will be to him.

In just under a short time, the purple gold toad furnace had been raised to a high price of 3,300 low-grade spirit stones. Usually, such a price is enough to buy two low-grade magic weapons alchemy furnaces. The two of them fought for it endlessly, and it obviously turned into a fighting spirit, as if neither of them had been convinced and insisted on overcoming the other party on the spirit stones.

The Liehuo Zhenren was about to offer a low-grade spirit stone of 3,500 yuan, but the disciple next to him said timidly: "People also think twice, the purple gold toad furnace is already a sky-high price!"

Liehuo Zhenren hesitated a little, but at this moment, the voice of Fen Tian Zhenren came: "Liehuo Old Ghost, what? Is there no spirit stones anymore? Why don't you borrow some from me?"

Hearing this, Liehuo Zhenren was furious and said loudly: "Fuck, how could I have no spirit stones? Jieyu Zhenren, Purple Gold Toad Furnace, I bid for 4,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Four thousand low-grade spirit stones? What a shocking thing? The flying swords of ordinary low-grade magic weapons are enough to buy eight, and even six kinds of spiritual medicines for refining foundation-building pills can collect more than one portion. Many cultivators in the early stage of foundation-building may not be worth 4,000 low-grade spirit stones, but Liehuo Zhenren quoted such a sky-high price.

The true man of Fen Tian laughed and said, "Although the fiery old ghost alchemy is poor, there is no shortage of spirit stones. I have no intention of competing with you. I might as well tell you the truth. Half a month ago, my beloved disciple Cheng Dan King had already obtained the fire turtle flame spit furnace, which is also a very good low-grade magic weapon. In this way, the purple gold toad furnace will return to the Qiankun Sect!"

"What? Old Monster Fentian? You..." Liehuo Zhenren suddenly realized that the Fentian had no intention of auctioning the alchemy furnace, but he just wanted to raise the price and make Qiankun Sect suffer a big loss. Such an obvious intention was not noticed. In an instant, the excitement of Liehuo Zhenren's auctioning the purple gold toad furnace was gone for a moment, and only deep regret was left.

The four thousand low-grade spirit stones were almost all his spiritual stones savings, but now they have already quoted the price in front of everyone, so they naturally cannot repay themselves. Liehuo Zhenren roared angrily: "Old Monster Burning Heaven, I will record what happened today for now, and there will be rewards in the future!"

The true man Fen Tian laughed and felt extremely happy. A figure suddenly flashed through his mind, light and slim, and extremely graceful. But when he remembered the last time he saw her, his cheeks that were completely blood-colored and his eyes that were not bright, his heart hurt like a knife, and he also felt endless hatred for the true man Liehuo.

The two fought to the death and finally set the price of the Purple Gold Toad Furnace to 4,000 low-grade spirit stones. Mo Wentian and Jieyu Zhenren were all happy with such an unexpected result.

Even if the 4,000 low-grade spirit stones were deducted from 20% of the reward for the Six Path Alliance, Mo Wentian had 3,340 low-grade spirit stones and auctioned the Purple Gold Toad Furnace, it was just his temporary intention, but he did not expect such a rich harvest.

Zhenren Jieyu was also very happy. It was just a low-grade magic weapon that received a reward of 660 yuan, which was a completely unexpected result.
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