Zhengxian Road

Chapter 73
Thousands of spiritual stones are just a number in the current auction venue for three drops of Wannian spiritual milk.

After all, who doesn't envy the heaven and earth spirits that can increase people's lifespan.

Those immortal cultivators who have no hope of golden elixir in the late stage of foundation establishment naturally want to increase their lifespan in order to be able to achieve the golden elixir avenue in the last time.

And those junior and middle stage cultivators who have not reached the later stage also want to be able to plan ahead and make plans early.

After the auction price of "Wannian Lingrui" reached an astonishing [-] spirit stones, many people also gave up bidding. Even Cui Ning withdrew from the auction with a wry smile after bidding three times.

His idea is very simple, his primary goal is to break through the mid-term, as for the "Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk" and the Fu family's "Wind Gang Stone", they must be left behind.

Therefore, after Cui Ning thought about it for a moment, he stopped participating.

Even with such caution, Cui Ning noticed several malicious eyes probing outside his stone hall.

Regarding this, Cui Ning also sneered, with the idea of ​​"If people don't offend me, I won't offend others".

If someone really set their minds on him, he wouldn't mind using his magical powers to gain some "interest" from these people.

When the bidding price broke through [-] spirit stones, there were not many monks who were able to bid at the auction site.

In the end, only three people were still fighting for the final battle.

When an old and unusual voice hoarsely shouted out the sky-high price of [-] spirit stones, the other two voices participating in the auction also stopped abruptly.

Seeing such a price, Cui Ning could only touch his nose, planning to seek that "Ten Thousand Years Essence Milk" again in the future.

As for the next plan, it is natural to fight for the last panacea with all your heart and soul.

While all the cultivators were still immersed in the extremely hot auction just now, the old man in green robe just rightly held a dusty short blade and started the next auction.

It is the natal magic weapon that Master Mu previously advertised.

After the old man showed a little bit of the powerful supernatural power of the short blade, a new round of fierce competition began in the hall.

At this time, Cui Ning was thinking about his own belongings, and seemed to have no interest in the talisman outside.

As a result, the short blade was also auctioned off by a strange female cultivator at the price of more than 1 spirit stones.

Finally, the auction of the last item of the auction is about to begin.

The old man in green robe didn't say anything this time, he just took out a wooden box from the storage bracelet on his body, and there was only a crystal clear panacea quietly inside.

"Zhu Yuan Pill!"

"It turned out to be Zhuyuan Pill!"

"This is Qidan who broke through the bottleneck in the early stage!"

Many monks in the stone hall high in the sky are now beaming with joy and excitement.

When Cui Ning heard the extremely noisy discussions in the hall at this time, he was also surprised.

This time it can be regarded as the right time, "Zhuyuan Pill" belongs to the foundation cultivator, especially the dream of the cultivator who is about to enter the middle stage at the peak of the early stage.

There are no strict requirements of course, you only need to swallow the panacea, and then retreat for a month to successfully enter the middle stage.

While he was meditating, the auction price of the "Building Yuan Pill" skyrocketed all the way to [-] spirit stones.

It seems that in this auction, [-] spiritual stones was a watershed, and [-]% of the cultivators who participated in the auction were quickly swept down.

However, since the "Building Yuan Pill" has much less effect on late-stage monks, this bid is far less intense than the previous two.

And just when everyone thought that this "Zhuyuan Pill" was about to be photographed with [-] spirit stones.

"Ten thousand and two hundred spirit stones."

A very flat voice suddenly spoke.

As soon as this strange voice appeared, all the monks in the hall were startled, and then became lively.

It seems that even with such a high price, the owner of this "Zhuyuan Pill" is still unknown.

The eyes of many monks also followed the strange voice and looked at another stone hall.

In the stone hall, Cui Ning leaned on the stone chair with a calm face.

"Ten thousand and four hundred yuan."

The original voice that bid [-] spirit stones said in surprise.

"Ten thousand and four hundred yuan."

Cui Ning also raised the price accordingly.

"Ten thousand and four hundred yuan."

It was the same person from before, after Cui Ning made an offer, he hesitated for a moment before speaking again.

"Ten thousand and eleven thousand yuan."

Cui Ning wanted to end this slow price increase directly.

And the monks in the other stone halls couldn't help but gasped.

Even for "Zhu Yuan Pill", this price is a bit too crazy.

"5000 yuan? Fellow Daoist, do you have so many spirit stones? I'm afraid it wasn't on purpose!"

The monk who had been bidding with Cui Ning suddenly asked questions.

But after waiting for a while, there was no sound coming from the stone palace where Cui Ning was.

"After the bidding is over, the old man will personally hand over the treasure. But before that, please continue the bidding with the two fellow Taoists."

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Mu changed the subject.

"Since fellow daoist Mu also thinks so, then I will stop bidding and see if this fellow daoist can really come up with [-] spirit stones."

The person who raised the question earlier really stopped bidding after some cynicism.

Seeing this, the old man in green robe immediately announced that this "Building Yuan Pill" belonged to Cui Ning.

Then the old man surnamed Mu called a female cultivator, and flew towards the stone hall where Cui Ning was with a beam of escape light.

When the old man entered the stone hall where Cui Ning was with the special prohibition token from the auction, he looked at Cui Ning with a veil on his face, then cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to fellow daoist for taking the treasure. Fellow daoist should pay off the spirit stone. If there is collateral, our bank will also evaluate the value and discount the spirit stone to fellow daoist."

The old man surnamed Mu had a nice expression on his face.

"There are indeed some pledges here, please identify them."

Cui Ning did not squint, and then took out a large brocade box that had been prepared a long time ago from the storage bag, and said with a smile.

As an old man in green robe, he has seen too many treasures, so he didn't care, so he opened the brocade box.

I saw a thick pile of talismans lying quietly in the brocade box, and the old man knew what they were just by sweeping his eyes.

"A high-level talisman!"

The old man took a deep breath, and finally looked away from the contents of the box, but looked at Cui Ning with a strange expression.

"I don't know how much these cost?"

After hearing the words, the old man inspected the talismans in the box again, and then said with certainty:

"These high-level talismans are all well-made objects, and they can be converted into a thousand spirit stones."

"The price is very fair, so naturally I have no objection. If that's the case, then please accept all these things, master. It should be enough to meet the price offered by the old man."

After Cui Ning stretched out his hand towards the storage bag, he saw fourteen streamers flying out, and they were all exactly the same big brocade box.

After the old man in green robe checked all these jade boxes, the strange look on his face became more and more intense.

"Are they all high-level talismans? Or are they different types." He raised his head, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Why doesn't your alliance accept these talismans?" Cui Ning chuckled lightly.

"Fellow Daoist is really joking."

The old man in green robe just laughed when he saw this, and couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

Although the old man in green robe was very curious, he didn't say anything more. He immediately handed over the treasure and the collateral, and then returned to the auction stage.

When the other monks in the stone hall saw the old man surnamed Mu coming out, they also became curious, wondering whether the "Zhuyuan Pill" was really traded successfully.

"Fellow daoists, don't be curious. The things have been handed over smoothly. This auction can be regarded as over."

The old man in green robe didn't say much about Cui Ning at all, and immediately announced the end of the auction.

(End of this chapter)