Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 233 This wave is in the atmosphere

Song Changsheng quickly refined the ring and obtained some basic information.

The ring is called [Breaking the Void Ring], and it is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. When worn close to the body, it can gather spiritual energy and increase the speed of cultivation. In critical moments, it can release a shock wave, which can break free from restraints or cause a knockback effect.

"I see, it's a pretty good treasure." Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little happy. No one would dislike the many treasures in his hand. Even if he didn't use it, he could use it to fill the family's treasury or give it to his clan members in the future.

Then he picked up the old man's storage bag and checked it out. The other man's net worth was not very rich. In addition to two second-level magic weapons, he also had less than 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

To Song Changsheng, these were nothing but better than nothing, but a waist card inside caught his attention.

"Deacon of the Haoran Alliance?" Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the Daqi cultivation world has a vast territory and many forces, Song Changsheng went out of his way to understand it, so he didn't say everything clearly, but he knew most of the forces. .

He even heard about the big forces in some surrounding countries.

But there is no "Haoran Alliance" among them.

The monks in the late stage of foundation building were just deacons. I think the power of this "Haoran Alliance" should be quite large, but such a power should not be unknown.

"Two sects are fighting, and beasts are invading. At the beginning of the chaos, all kinds of monsters and monsters appear..." Song Changsheng felt a haze in his heart, and at the same time there was a sense of urgency. In troubled times, the Song family wanted to protect themselves. , only strong strength.

But the Song family obviously does not have such strength now.

"Old man, you must succeed." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

Now, all the hopes of the Song family are pinned on Song Xianming...

Three days passed by in the blink of an eye, because Song Changsheng used thunderous means to deter those with evil intentions. Although more and more people arrived in the past few days, they seemed extraordinarily calm.

The Luoshui River was surging, and the sky was like a wash. Early in the morning, the monks in the city gathered together at the Song Auction House. There were more than two thousand people, and they were rubbing shoulders.

These are either local monks in Lingzhou, casual cultivators from several surrounding states, or representatives from major forces who have lost their ancestral foundations in the beast tide.

The ingredients are very complex, so Song Changsheng did not dare to take it lightly.

The guardian formation has already been activated, and the [Black Starship] has also been launched, ready for use at any time.

Song Changsheng himself even personally visited the auction house just in case.

Fortunately, the previous intimidation was very effective. The scene was in order, and no blind people took the opportunity to cause chaos, which made Song family feel relieved.

Like other auction houses, Song Changsheng also differentiated the participants according to their different identities and financial resources. Those who are foundation-building monks or those with a background of Zifu monks and strong financial resources will have someone to guide them to sit in the box on the second floor. .

The remaining monks, who have neither strength nor background, nor very strong financial resources, can only sit on the first floor. Fortunately, the venue is large enough, and it is not too crowded with nearly two thousand people.

After statistics, there were more than twenty foundation-building monks who came to participate in the auction this time. Even though Song Changsheng had been prepared for it, this number of people also made him feel a lot of pressure and he did not dare to relax at all.

Compared to Song Changsheng, there is another person who is under greater pressure, and that is the auctioneer Song Lujuan who is hosting the auction.

Song Lujuan had already reached the perfection of qi training at the age of thirty-five. At this age, having such a level of cultivation was already very good in the Song family, but she was not taken seriously in the family.

Because she has no special skills and her fighting ability is not outstanding, she didn't even make it into the top twenty in the last family competition.

But because of this, she came down to take care of the family business when she was young. It has been more than ten years now. She has also been appreciated by the great elder with her own abilities and promoted to the family deacon.

Song Changsheng also discovered her by accident. After inspection, he found that she not only had an outstanding appearance and temperament, but also had a good eloquence, so he appointed her as the auctioneer of this auction against all objections.

If it is completed well, when Song Luzhou's [Foundation Building Pill] is successfully refined, she will definitely have a share.

Whether it was for her own career or to repay Song Changsheng's trust in her, there would be no mistakes in her hands in this auction.

Taking a deep breath, Song Lujuan slowly opened the door and walked towards her place.

The moment she appeared, everyone's eyes were focused on her, and for a moment, she felt great pressure.

She has never been stared at by so many eyes, not to mention there are so many foundation-building monks among them.

Stabilizing her somewhat shaken mind, she bowed around her and said loudly: "Thank you to all the seniors and comrades for participating in this auction. My little girl is the auctioneer. Song Lujuan, I am honored to host this auction." , I hope it can bring good luck to everyone.”

The standard opening remarks received few reactions from the crowd, and it was a bit cold for a while.

Thinking about it, Song Lujuan was not an eye-catching beauty, and she was not a well-known auctioneer. It was reasonable for everyone to have such a reaction.

Song Lujuan didn't take it seriously either. She clapped her hands and a Song clan member wearing a Chinese dress brought a wooden box. She looked around with her eyes and said loudly: "This is the first auction item in this auction." Grade, a second-grade high-grade [Sword Pill]!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was originally like a pool of stagnant water was instantly ignited, and the scene became noisy. Without other reasons, the [Sword Pills] that appeared on the market were too rare, let alone the second-level high-grade ones.

Its cost is high and its refining is extremely difficult. Currently, no one in the Daqi cultivation world can refine it. It has always been in a marketable and priceless state. Many people want one but cannot get it.

If it were just rare, it wouldn't ignite everyone's enthusiasm.

The most important point is that the power of [Sword Pill] is linked to its grade. The second-grade high-grade means that every time it is activated, it is equivalent to a full blow of a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, and it is not limited to the user's cultivation level.

Therefore, it is an excellent choice whether it is used for self-defense or as a gift to future generations.

There are many people present, but there are no more than five people who have reached the late stage of foundation building. As long as the rest are photographed, their strength will be qualitatively improved.

Although monks whose cultivation exceeds the late stage of Foundation Establishment cannot be used, who doesn’t have a few juniors they love?

Therefore, as soon as Song Luju finished speaking, many monks began to gear up and plan to compete with others.

Although everyone's enthusiasm had been ignited, Song Lujuan did not rush to let everyone bid. Instead, he took out the [Sword Pill] and prepared to demonstrate it.

As soon as she input a little bit of spiritual power, the "metal ball" the size of a pigeon egg instantly turned into a sword light and rushed out. Since she had no clear target, she controlled the slender flying sword transformed into "Sword Ball" to circle around everyone. It flew around in a circle and then returned to her hand, spinning around her fingertips like a ribbon.

This move was undoubtedly very rude, but instead of being dissatisfied, everyone burst into even stronger enthusiasm when they saw the flying sword at Song Luju's fingertips.

Because when the flying sword flew over their heads, everyone deeply felt the strong sword intent contained in it, even the late-stage foundation-building monks were frightened.

Many monks who had no intention of participating in the auction became keenly interested in it.

This scene fell in Song Lujuan's eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This was the effect she wanted!

But the expression on the other person's face was not very good, and that was the monk surnamed Zhang who came for this [Sword Pill] from the beginning.

Because the other party's actions have invisibly increased his number of competitors.

Looking at the storage bag in his arms, he looked at the old man next to him and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, I will take this [Sword Pill] no matter what, and please help me."

The old man nodded and said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, please do as you please." Mr. Zhang immediately looked at him with gratitude.

Seeing that his emotions were almost aroused, Song Lujuan also spoke at the right time: "The base price of this treasure is 5,000 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 500 yuan. Please bid on it, fellow Taoists."

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from the second floor: "Ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Thirteen thousand." Someone was not willing to be outdone.

Everyone came and went, and the price soon soared to 35,000 low-grade spiritual stones. This was no longer a small sum, and there were far fewer bidders.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the monk surnamed Zhang immediately added 40,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Perhaps feeling his determination to win, several competitors unanimously gave up and continued to increase prices.

After successfully shooting [Sword Pill], the monk surnamed Zhang was overjoyed and immediately rushed to the backstage to deliver the shot.

But no one was paying attention to him at this time, because Song Lujuan had already invited the second auction item, which was a bottle of the second-level top grade [Heavenly Tempering Pill].

Compared to the [Sword Pill], its value was much lower, but many monks still bid on it, and the deal was finally sold for two thousand spiritual stones.

As time went by, each auction item was auctioned, and Song Lujuan became more and more skillful.

Soon, the first day of auction ended successfully, with a total of thirty-five treasures auctioned.

The second day was even more popular than the first day, and the materials taken from the great demon Yin Yue were sold at high prices far exceeding expectations.

The [Shenglong Pill], which can assist the foundation-building monks to break through their own bottlenecks, also triggered a crazy scramble by everyone. There were three pills in total, and the transaction price of each pill was around 20,000 spirit stones. The old man surnamed Qi also got one as he wished. grain.

The two consecutive days of auctions brought everyone's enthusiasm to a peak and made everyone full of expectations for the last day's auction.

Because none of the three spiritual weapons that Song released the news about has appeared yet.

This is the goal of many foundation-building monks coming here.

The night passed in an instant, and the last auction went on as scheduled.

Song Lujuan released a king bomb at the beginning.

"This is a low-grade spiritual weapon [water-fixing flag]. It can be used offensively or defensively. It can control rivers, lakes and seas. There is no reserve price. Please feel free to bid."

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately made impatient bids. In less than a quarter of an hour, they climbed several steps, and finally fell into the hands of a foundation-building casual cultivator with 40,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Although many monks missed it, they were not upset. After all, according to the news released before, there were two more items in the future.

As everyone knows, the owners of those two pieces have already been decided, and no matter how many spiritual stones they have, they can only look forward to it and sigh.

The last auction items were mainly the vacant mineral veins and spiritual veins in Lingzhou, of which the Song family accounted for the majority, and the rest were sent by Wu Lingzong, Wang family and others.

These spiritual veins also caused a fierce competition, and they were all photographed soon.

At this time, Song Lujuan took out another low-grade spiritual weapon, the [Mountain Splitting Ax].

After a fierce competition, the price soared to 45,000 spiritual stones, and only two people were still bidding.

One of them is the Xu family of Bianzhou. The Xu family is not weak in strength. There are six foundation-building monks in the clan, and their background cannot be underestimated. Therefore, the other party's bid is very confident, as if they are willing to give up the offer.

The other party was a foundation-building monk who wrapped himself tightly in a black robe. Every time Xu made a bid, he would quickly follow up, and each time he would be much higher, which made Elder Xu want to kill someone.

"Fifty thousand spirit stones!" Elder Xu gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. Damn it, this elder is fighting with you!

But the man in black robe just leaned back, crossed his legs and said casually: "Fifty-five thousand."

Five thousand spirit stones were added at once, as if he was not talking about spirit stones, but just a number.

Elder Xu was so angry that he slapped the table. This is a wealthy businessman who came out of nowhere. This price has already exceeded the price of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"Hmph, I'm offering you 60,000 low-grade spiritual stones. If you have the ability, come with me!" Elder Xu's eyes were red, and he wanted to tear the other person alive.

I originally thought that this price could scare the other party away, but unexpectedly the other party just said lightly: "Seventy thousand."

Mrs. Xu was so stunned that she almost kicked the table.

Fortunately, the tribesmen around him stopped him in time.

He was not a fool. After calming down, he realized something was wrong.

In the past, we have seen many auctions using "trust" to maliciously raise prices.

Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "Since you like it so much, I will give it to you!"

He thought he had seen through Song's trick and deliberately stopped bidding.

Originally, he thought the other person would be shocked or regretful, but unexpectedly, the other person laughed loudly and went to the backstage to deliver.

The joy revealed in the laughter did not seem to be fake.

"Is it possible that I have made a mistake?" Elder Xu had some doubts about his judgment for a moment.

Song Changsheng, who was watching the whole scene on the third floor, smiled slightly. You thought I was on the second floor, but actually I was in the atmosphere this time. It’s just that Song Lutong’s acting skills were a little too subpar, but fortunately it didn’t hurt.

Immediately afterwards, Song Changsheng asked Song Changan to repeat his old trick and take down the last low-grade spiritual weapon [Juntian Sword].

It has to be said that Song Changan's acting skills are much more delicate than Song Lutong's, and he did not arouse others' suspicion at all.

At this point, the auction ended successfully and everyone returned happily.

Song Changsheng couldn't wait to hold a family meeting to count the harvest...

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(End of this chapter)