Chapter 247 Auction

Then, Ling Feng asked about the price of the items he bought in Hanhai Residence? The shopkeeper Zhu Yong smiled and claimed 12,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

In fact, not to mention the price he quoted, although the number of practice items Ling Feng purchased is huge, most of them are general items, and there is no need to use medium-grade spirit stones to settle!

Speaking of which, it’s no wonder that Ling Feng gave him five thousand medium-grade spirit stones in advance. As the shopkeeper, Zhu Yong naturally had to settle with him with medium-grade spirit stones at this moment!

After hearing this, Ling Feng nodded slightly. Although the price offered by the other party was too high, it was not outrageous. He didn't say much, took out a storage bag and threw it to Zhu Yong.

If you have 12,000 medium-grade spirit stones, ordinary golden elixir monks may not be able to get all their belongings. However, for Ling Feng, it is just a drop in the bucket, and it is just a small number!

Afterwards, he didn't look at Zhu Yong with surprise on his face, and greeted Li Ergou who was standing beside him and walked out of Hanhaiju. When he came to the street, Ling Feng looked up at the sun. It was probably only half an hour before noon. So he asked Li Ergou to lead the way and took him directly to the auction venue.

Li Ergou responded happily, and under his leadership, the two walked along the street towards the west of the city. After about half a stick of incense, Li Ergou pointed his hand at the front of the right and smiled at Ling Feng: "Senior, there is the auction venue!"

Ling Feng looked in the direction of his finger. There was a huge courtyard next to the street more than ten feet away in front of him. Four monks stood on both sides of the courtyard gate. Judging from the aura faintly exposed from their bodies, they were all foundation-building monks!

At this moment, many monks came over from other directions one after another, came to the gate of the courtyard, showed a blue token to the four monks, and then walked in directly. I guess these people, like Ling Feng, also came to participate in the auction!

When he arrived at the destination, Li Ergou didn't need to lead the way. Ling Feng took out five more spirit stones and gave them to him, which was a reward.

Li Ergou took five shiny spirit stones with a look of surprise on his face. Today he really lost his fortune. The customer kept his word, but the reward for five medium-grade spirit stones at this moment.

If a small person like him who is at the bottom of Hanhai City can make a fortune every day and earn a few low-grade spirit stones, he will be satisfied. For example, if he earned five medium-grade spirit stones at one time today, it is enough to make him a year's profit. How can he not make him ecstatic and excited!

He put away the five medium-grade spirit stones like a treasure. While Li Ergou thanked him repeatedly, he said heartfelt words to Ling Feng, "Senior, some things are not intended to say at first. Now, seeing that the senior is so righteous, I would like to remind you. Although you have a high level of cultivation, there are many high-level cultivators in Hanhai City. If you buy items with such a large amount, it will definitely attract other people's greed and covetousness, and then it will cause great trouble. After all, it is just one sentence. Senior, don't forget, the Sima City Lord of our Hanhai City is a casual cultivator!"

At the end of the conversation, Li Ergou looked alert and his eyes swept around, fearing that others would hear what he said to Ling Feng.

Then, he saw him bowing to Ling Feng, saying goodbye, and turned around and left.

Ling Feng is very thoughtful and a smart person. How could he not understand the deep meaning of the other person's words? After all, Li Ergou is reminding him to act low-key and beware of the people in Hanhai City's feelings for him.

"Although Li Ergou's name is vulgar, his character is not bad!" Looking at Li Ergou's back as he walked away, Ling Feng smiled slightly, then turned around and strode towards the auction venue.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he didn't say much and took out the blue token given to Zhu Yong. The four monks guarding the gate glanced at him, and one of them nodded, reached out to make a gesture of invitation, and said, "Fellow Taoist, please come in!"

Ling Feng put away the token and walked towards the courtyard. When he stepped into the courtyard, he saw an extremely spacious empty space. In the middle of the venue, a simple high platform was built, and dozens of rows of wooden chairs were neatly placed under the platform, which could accommodate about three or four hundred people.

After looking at the sun, it was almost noon. At this moment, nearly two hundred people had sat upright in the audience, and the wooden chairs in front were all full. Ling Feng walked directly to the last row and chose a chair to lean on and sat down.

About another stick of incense passed, and dozens of people came one after another. At this moment, the seats below the stage were basically full. After a copper bell rang, a "zaza" sound came from Ling Feng's ears. When he turned around, he saw that the gate of the courtyard had been closed.

I think the auction is about to begin!

As expected, a moment later, an old man in white robe walked up to the platform, followed by a group of twenty female cultivators. Each of these female cultivators held a tray in his hands, covering it with red cloth, and could not see clearly the items placed in the tray with his eyes alone.

Everyone has curiosity. Not only Ling Feng, but many monks in the audience used their spiritual sense to observe. However, as soon as their spiritual sense touched the tray, they were all bounced away by an invisible force, unable to penetrate the red cloth to observe the slightest!

"I can't tell that there are still some tricks in this Hanhai City!" Ling Feng knew in his heart that this was the red cloth covered on the tray, and it was very likely that these red cloths themselves were a magic weapon that blocked the cultivators' divine consciousness from observing.

At this time, the old man in white robe cleared his throat, swept his eyes away from everyone below, bowed his hand, and said with a smile: "I am entrusted by the Lord of Sima to host this auction. Friends of Taoism are welcome to come!"

Since he was the host, the opening remarks were inevitable. However, after he said a few words, someone in the audience was impatient and shouted loudly: "Deputy Lord Zong, don't talk less, let's start quickly!"

After being interrupted, the old man named Zong Li was not angry, but still had a smile on his face. He looked at a bearded monk sitting on the far right of the first row below the stage and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Yang, you are still so impatient, okay, I won't say much, now you announce the auction to begin!"

"This is almost the same!" the bearded monk muttered again.

Ling Feng sat behind and heard clearly. He did not dare to scatter his spiritual sense at will to observe the depth of other people's cultivation, so as not to attract the attention of other high-level cultivators. However, based on his eyesight, Ling Feng dared to conclude that the old man named Zong Li on the stage was definitely a Jindan monk. As for the big bearded man who was talking to him, judging from the huge aura that faintly radiated from his body, he was also a Jindan monk!

Speaking of this beard, Ling Feng felt that he was familiar with him. After thinking for a while, he finally remembered that when he participated in the secret shop transaction in Puyang City, the bearded man was also present at the time. Later, he joined forces with many Jindan monks who participated in the transaction and wanted to rob him outside Puyang City. However, the robbery failed, and he suffered some small losses under the attack of hundreds of intermediate talismans!

Humph, when I saw you, I could only escape desperately. Now, if the old thing happens again, whoever robs you will not be sure! Ling Feng snorted coldly, stopped looking at him, and turned his eyes to the high platform.

After the Golden Pill monk named Zongli announced the start of the auction, he made a move from behind him, and walked out of a person with a tray in his hand, and brought the tray to Zongli, uncovering the red cloth on it, but saw three jade bottles placed in the tray.

"Huanglong Pill is the most suitable elixir for the early stage of the Golden Pill. It assists in practice and has excellent efficacy. Each bottle has ten capsules, the minimum price is 300 medium-grade spirit stones. Friends can bid for it!" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience began to bid.

"Three hundred and ten yuan!"

"Three hundred and fifty yuan!"

"I'll pay 380 yuan!"

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The Huanglong Pill has strong medicinal properties and is only suitable for Jindan stage monks. If a monk with low cultivation level takes it rashly, it will not only not improve the effectiveness of cultivating, but will cause great harm to the body. Therefore, the monks who bid for this pill are basically Jindan cultivators sitting in the first row!

Ling Feng was not interested in this, so he watched coldly and looked at the many golden elixir monks who were bidding. He thought in his mind that there were as many as nine Jindan monks participating in this auction, and basically all of them sat in the first row below the stage.

After a fierce auction, the first auction item, three bottles of Huanglong Pill, was sold by a female Jindan cultivator for 1,200 medium-grade spirit stones.

The price is already very high. Zong Li, who was standing on the stage to host the auction, was very happy. After completing the transaction with the Jindan female cultivator, he waved his hand and walked up to the front of him.

The second auction item is a elixir with a temperature of five thousand years. Immediately afterwards, the auction item is either a pill or a spiritual weapon, or an intermediate talisman. Ling Feng was not interested in these things. His purpose in this trip was to obtain a giant flying magic weapon refined by ancient monks.

It is worth mentioning that the intermediate talisman auctioned on the stage was actually the third-level hurricane talisman made by Ling Feng himself. The power of the sealed "Immortal Wind Body" faintly revealed in the talisman paper, which Ling Feng could clearly sense without looking. He was a little surprised that the "Hurricane talisman" he refined for Ruyifang was actually spread to the border of the Western Qin State.

Generally speaking, the price of the third-level talisman is similar to that of the top-grade magic weapon, and it is very popular and is extremely difficult to buy in the market. The properties of magic weapons and magic talismans are different. No matter how good the quality of magic weapons is, it depends on the size of the master's own Taoist practice in order to exert the maximum power of the magic weapon. As for the magic talisman, it is different. Even a cultivator who has a cultivation level of one level of Qi cultivation, he only needs to inject a trace of spiritual power and induced spiritual consciousness to stimulate the maximum power of the magic talisman to defend himself and defeat the enemy!

Therefore, the intermediate-level talismans are very popular among the majority of cultivators, especially those great immortal cultivators and families, who do not lack spirit stones, and they all want to buy some powerful talismans. Once they fight with others, they will also have a killer weapon to protect themselves and save their lives!

As soon as the ten "Hurricane Talisman" refined by Ling Feng appeared, they were immediately contested by many monks in the audience. Not only the foundation-building monks, but also several Jindan monks joined the auction ranks. Therefore, the prices soared all the way, and finally, a Jindan monk used improper means to intimidate the foundation-building monks who were bidding away, and then captured ten "Hurricane Talismans" at the price of 500 medium-grade spirit stones.

Zong Li, who was hosting the auction, was quite dissatisfied and secretly warned the Jindan monk to abide by the rules of the auction, and no such examples!

Unexpectedly, the talisman he refined was so popular and the price was so high. Ling Feng calculated in his mind that the wealth he created for Ruyifang over the years was a huge amount. Compared with the salary he received every month, it was really insignificant!

Damn, it’s no wonder that whenever something happens, Bi Liansheng, the old guy, tries hard to help!

He thought to himself.

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