Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 316 Photographing the Black Stick

"Three hundred and eighty-five thousand."

The middle-aged man quoted the price reluctantly. If it wasn't for the son of the family, he would not have bought such a blackened wooden stick. I don't know if it will be useful for his son.

"Three hundred and ninety thousand." Mo Han continued to quote without any pressure.

"Three hundred and ninety-five thousand." Stop reporting, the middle-aged man prayed in his heart.

"[-]"

It's a pity that things backfired. The middle-aged man was angry and finally gave up. It's impossible not to give up. He listened to the other party's tone, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all. He came to participate in the auction today, and he didn't bring many spirit stones, and it wasn't because he fought hard. But people, but there is something he wants more behind.

The other party is just a customer of the ordinary box on the second floor, does it mean that the other party's status is not high?He might be able to get the black stick without using the spirit stone.

The more the middle-aged man thought about it, the more he felt it.

It is commonplace to rob houses in the cultivation world, and he has no psychological burden at all to rob things.

"One time for [-], two times for [-], three times for [-]." No one bid again, Zhang Qishan hit the hammer heavily in his hand, and he said with a smile: "Congratulations to Room [-] on the second floor for winning this item. "

Soon the waiter brought the black wooden stick to the box where they were. After the transaction was completed and the waiter was sent away, everyone gathered around Mo Han and looked at the black wooden stick in his hand. It indeed exuded a strong sense of vitality. force.

"Xiao Han, what exactly is this?" Jian Qingling looked at the thing, but she couldn't see anything except the strong aura.

"I don't know, but I can feel something from this wooden stick." Mo Han paused at this point, and after thinking about it, he said, "It should be desire." He couldn't tell the specifics.

"Okay, since I don't know for the time being, let's put it away first, and I will study it later when I have a chance, and it's all gone." Jun Shiyu took the lead to return to his previous seat, and continued to listen to the auction below.

Everyone also sat back to their previous positions and listened to the host's introduction downstairs. Only Mo Han was studying in the corner with a black wooden stick in his hand.

He didn't dare to try to absorb the rich aura in the black stick now, because he still had a day's medicinal bath.

Thinking about trying to absorb it into the crystal nucleus?But he was afraid that after doing that, it would affect the absorption of spiritual power in the future.

He also thought about trying to see if he could recognize the Lord first, but this thought only passed in his mind for a moment, and he was shelved because he was worried that there would be a big reaction.

"Senior, the vermillion fruit you need has been auctioned off."

Mo Han, who was in deep thought, was brought back to his mind by Wang Tanyu's loud voice. He flipped his hand, put the wooden stick into the storage ring, stood up and walked to the window.

The host is introducing an irregular red-orange fruit to everyone. The fruit is only as big as a spade.

The vermilion fruit itself has attracted the attention of monks, and now the host has talked about its benefits again, making people flock to it even more.

Hearing the host's introduction, Jun Shiyu was also surprised. The vermilion fruits that can be encountered in the market now are generally tens or hundreds of years old, and it is difficult to come across more than two hundred years old. I didn't expect that this time it would appear [-]-year-old vermillion fruit.

"The higher the growth period of Zhu Guo, the higher the cultivation base will be after taking it. I didn't expect that this Zhu Guo turned out to be a [-]-year-old Zhu Guo. Brother Mu, you must take pictures this time. If you are worried I don’t have enough spirit stones on me, so I can lend them to you, this vermilion fruit can at least allow one of you to reach the foundation building stage from the qi training stage.” As for how many layers to reach the foundation building stage, it depends on the aptitude of the person taking it .

After hearing Jun Shiyu's words, Mu Ziteng immediately turned his head to look at his wife. He was moved, but he didn't know whether his wife would give up the spirit stone. Look at the monks below, the competition is very high.

Jian Qingling didn't look at Mu Ziteng at all at this time, she stared at Zhu Guo on the stage with bright eyes, since she gave her son a wooden stick, it's only fair that the girl should have a fruit anyway.

She originally planned that if it was too expensive, she would not participate in the auction, but after hearing Jun Shiyu's words, she didn't think so.

Jian Qingling patted her thigh cruelly, and said, "Shoot, you don't need to borrow spirit stones from Brother Jun. Judging from the previous auction situation, the consumption level of people here is not very high, and the price of Zhu Guo should not be much higher." What's more. It's just from the Qi training period to the foundation building period, there shouldn't be many monks competing.

In fact, Jian Qingling is not very sure, after all, who doesn't have a few beloved juniors?
Hearing her words, the corner of Jun Shiyu's mouth twitched slightly. Xiaoling didn't know much about the cultivation world, so he probably didn't know how passionate the monks were for the growth of their cultivation base.

However, what she said is also reasonable. Judging from the consumption level of this medium-sized city, it is indeed not high. How could this kind of chamber of commerce auction [-]-year-old vermillion fruit here?He really can't figure it out.

"Okay, just say so if you need it." Jun Shiyu still didn't tell Jian Qingling what would happen later, lest she start feeling sorry for Lingshi now and quit the competition early.

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a voice transmission to Muziteng, "Brother Mu, if Xiao Ling feels sorry for the Lingshi later, you can go up and make an offer. You can get the Lingshi from me first."

Mu Ziteng froze for a moment, then nodded.

How did Brother Jun know that Little Lingzi would feel sorry for Lingshi?
Soon there was a cry from downstairs, and the price was increased by thousands and thousands. When the shout was [-], the shout in the lobby on the first floor weakened, and only two or three people were shouting. price.

The people in the box upstairs always think of themselves as superior, and they have to wait until the last moment to do anything. Jian Qingling and the others are not in a hurry. Look at the people in the lobby on the first floor, they shouted so hard, what happened in the end, as long as they spoke upstairs, Their previous quotations were all in vain, and all of them were wasted saliva.

"The second box on the third floor offers [-] low-grade spirit stones, one time."

"[-]."

"The price for Box No. [-] on the third floor is [-]."

"[-]"

Every time the price is quoted upstairs, Zhang Qishan will repeat it loudly to remind everyone.

Afterwards, the monks in the two rooms on the third floor competed and competed, and the others almost took out the melon seeds and kowtowed them. It didn't matter to them.

It wasn't until Box No. [-] on the third floor shouted [-] yuan that Box No. [-] fell silent.

Jian Qingling only spoke after the host tapped the small hammer once and saw that no one else made a sound.

"Seventy-three thousand."

After Jian Qingling uttered his voice, no matter whether it was the lobby on the first floor or the private room upstairs, everyone looked at the second floor together. Who exactly is there?Why are they again?

(End of this chapter)