Martial arts: In the desert, learn from the Seven Monsters

Chapter 111 Appearing in the middle

"It's strange. Could it be that the male and female flying thieves ran away ahead of time, and they didn't come up by themselves and misjudged the wrong person?"

While looking at the dazzling array of medicinal herbs and poisonous weeds, Guo Jing couldn't help thinking.

The turnover of various auction items is very hot all the way.

Not long after, one-third of the entire auction process has passed.

Seeing that the scene was almost hot, the old man Peng Mu immediately coughed twice, stretched out his hand, and brought up an auction item.

"Ahem, the next auction item is a long beard grass, which is 150 years old."

The old man still introduced it as usual.

However, when he said this time, the audience suddenly boiled up.

"Long beard grass? Isn't that one of the herbs that the legendary Manggu vermilion clam likes?"

"That's right, I heard that that thing once lured the Manggu vermilion clam from the dark green swamp, but the person who lured it out was not skilled enough, and in the end accidentally let it go again."

"And it's 150 years old, so it can be said to be an extremely powerful one-sword herb."

Immediately, discussions started under the stage.

And the second floor, which was standing still, finally started to move this time.

There were slight noises in three or four rooms.

Peng Mu smiled and said, "Although the old man has captured the Manggu Zhu clam, but since that thing is a toad-like beast after all, I believe this long beard grass must be quite attractive to it."

"This thing needs at least 150 years of equivalent medicinal herbs, or more than 100 years of precious medicinal herbs."

Peng Mu made a conclusion on this.

On the one hand, he admitted the value of the item, and on the other hand, he also stated the price.

"Equal herb for 150 years!"

"Precious medicinal herb over 100 years old!"

As soon as these two things came out, many people present could not help but gasp.

The market price of these things can't be called extremely valuable, but for the major poison sects, they are really precious things.It can be said that laymen don't care, but experts attach great importance to it.

For these two kinds of herbs that are more than 100 years old, it is already a great fortune to have one or two of these two kinds of medicinal herbs in an ordinary poison sect.

As for whether one can have the courage to exchange half of one's net worth for a chance to meet Manggu Zhuha, that is for the beholder to see benevolence and the wise to see wisdom.

Guo Jing heard the price and looked at the contents of the box on his body with a wry smile.

Five or six pieces are all herbs from the 60s and [-]s, and even throwing them all out is not enough for this one item.

After the price made everyone present silent for a while, then a certain sect in the audience tried to say,
"I produce 150-year-old Bai Minguo!"

After speaking, the man took out a wooden box, and then everyone asked about the inexplicable fragrance coming from the wooden box.

From a distance, Peng Mu glanced and nodded.

It was affirmed by Peng Mu.

But soon, the man was not happy for a second, and the rest of the people saw him as a young bird, and then began to follow suit.

"I have one too!"

"I'll make one too!"

"Isn't it just a 150-year-old medicinal herb? I have 160-year-old herbs!"

Countless sects in the audience began to dispute.

But people with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the number of people is much smaller than before. I am afraid that only three-fifths of the sects are trying to bid, and there are many small sects who want to fight for luck.

Almost trying to sell all his wealth.

Seeing the fierce situation in front of him, Qian Yishan felt a little moved in his heart, and his face showed an expression of eagerness to try.

Seeing this, Guo Jing smiled and asked,

"Why, Boss Qian is also planning to take his hand?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Yishan smiled and said,

"Brother Guo can see it. That's right, Mr. Qian really wants to try it. After all, everyone in the Poison Sect, I heard the name of Manggu Vermilion Clam King of Hundred Poisons, who can't be tempted?"

"I still have some treasures that have been passed down from the bottom of the box in my family. I want to try it."

Guo Jing laughed, so he stopped talking.

He looked at the herbs in his hand, and felt a little stretched.

Seeing Guo Jing's excited but embarrassed look, Ling Xiaowan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said, "Well, we didn't lie to you yesterday, didn't we? If you take back these scraps of iron, don't take them out to be ashamed."

Lan Jian also covered his mouth when he heard the sound.

Guo Jing was annoyed, so he didn't look at the mocking faces of the two.

He touched the jade bottle in his arms, and thought viciously, let the two of you laugh for a while.

Just when Qian Yishan was about to give it a try, the price of the herb, as the first treasure related to the Manggu vermilion clam, had risen like a tall building.

In the blink of an eye, the 190-year mark has been broken.

This is already a very high price.

If we can make a breakthrough and reach the year 200, then even very common medicinal herbs will have a very obvious improvement in efficacy. At least, the effect of making medicinal herbs will be much greater.

However, at this moment, a sound suddenly came from a certain room on the second floor that had not heard a sound for a long time.

"Come here, give me a price, I don't want to quote a 200-year-old herb!"

This sound was not loud, but it suppressed the many noisy voices in the audience at once.

Everyone's eyes turned to somewhere upstairs, and the words stopped immediately.

"200 years!"

Peng Mu's expression suddenly became a little exciting.

"This VIP friend on the second floor, is what you said true, do you really need 200-year-old medicinal herbs?"

In his opinion, this herb would not be sold for 200 years in normal times, but now it is only because of the soaring price of the manggu vermilion clam.

For the sake of unnecessary trouble, it is necessary for him to ask in advance to avoid misunderstanding.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't seem to care at all, and he waved his hand to express his affirmation on the spot.

With such an expression, the expressions of everyone present must have changed.

Qian Yishan said in surprise, "Which sect is so arrogant, it must be a sect other than Dali, otherwise it would be impossible to have such strong capital resources."

As soon as his 200-year price came out, there was no objection to it, and they all gave up.

In the end, this item was sent to the top without any accident.

"Tsk tsk, it's really tough. These things cost such a lot of money. Seeing that I have been waiting in Dali for a long time, I will not be able to see the world."

Seeing this, a sharp laughter came from a certain room.

As soon as Guo Jing heard it, he recognized that it was the voice of the young master of the Three Immortals Sect.

He glanced at the source of the sound, and saw that it was in the center of the right side of the second floor.

It turned out that the old boy stayed there, and he still had time to harass himself on the second floor. It seemed that he had to give him a long memory.

Guo Jing couldn't help thinking.

(End of this chapter)