phoenix maiden

Chapter 187 The Different Cauldron 1
Feng Jiushang's little disappointment dissipated immediately, well, this Snow Lotus Pill sold for 13 gold coins, plus the original remaining 20 gold coins, it should be enough to buy two ordinary medicine cauldrons!
The auction is still in full swing...

On the gorgeous booth, the middle-level yellow lattice array for transporting treasures was opened again, and a quaint medicine cauldron appeared in people's field of vision.

"Everyone, the alchemy competition is just around the corner, and the medicinal cauldron is naturally an indispensable item. This medicinal cauldron contains endless mysteries. The so-called cauldron in the cauldron is the legendary heavy cauldron. The starting price is [-] gold coins, and the price increases every time." At least five thousand gold coins!"

The charming female auctioneer looked at the audience with bright eyes, her ups and downs in tone were extremely mysterious and endlessly attractive.

Feng Jiushang heard from his master that the medicine tripod belongs to the category of utensils, and utensils are divided into four grids of heaven, earth, black and yellow.

Such a medicinal cauldron can absorb the primordial spirit energy between heaven and earth, refine it to nourish the body, and over time, a sub-cauldron will be bred in the cauldron, and a cauldron will be born in the cauldron, which is the so-called heavy cauldron.

After the child tripod matured, it separated from the mother tripod. It is said that this kind of medicine tripod is strong and highly spiritual. It will never explode when refining alchemy, and the success rate of alchemy will be greatly improved.

However, the one in front of me doesn't look like a high-level mysterious spiritual weapon. It's just a small interspatial ring, and those who have reached this level will get 50 million gold coins.

When fighting Wei Buhui earlier, Wei Buhui summoned the magic-winged snake in the fan with blood, and Feng Jiushang could see that the fan was just a defective product of the elementary Xuange spiritual weapon.

Wei Buhui raised the magic-winged snake in that fan, and he could only maintain the weak aura within it with blood. Over time, the magic-winged snake became a blood sacrificial beast, and naturally yearned for Wei Buhui's blood...

On that day, Feng Jiushang deliberately mischievously guided her...

On the field, the auction fell into a trough again, and people talked a lot, but no one raised the price.

"It turned out to be the legendary heavy tripod, but how to separate it?"

"Difficult, if the separation is not done well, the heavy cauldron will become a pile of debris..."

"That's right, it's easier and easier to just buy an ordinary medicine cauldron... If it's really good, why doesn't the Nalan family keep it for themselves?"

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The head of the Meng family, Meng Ying, didn't know the way of the medicine cauldron either, so he thought that everyone's arguments made sense.

Moreover, Cai Xiang already owns three medicinal cauldrons, each of which is expensive, and they were all bought at Nalan Auction House, and none of them cost less than [-] gold coins.

The head of the Wei family, Wei Qing, doesn't know much about medicine cauldrons either, and the pharmacist hired at a high price is still enjoying himself in Yihong Courtyard...

Forget it, let's wait for the next normal medicine cauldron, let's forget about this weird heavy cauldron!
"Everyone, are you really not interested? Ask again for the last time, has anyone raised the price?"

The female auctioneer shouted coquettishly, with a hint of disappointment in her tone.

If the medicine cauldron was not auctioned off and returned to the warehouse, then one-tenth of the commission she got today would be deducted!

Feng Jiushang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she lazily looked at the medicine cauldron on the stage, saying that she didn't plan to make a move either.

Suddenly, a green rust spot fell off the lowermost edge of the outer wall of the medicine cauldron, and the rust spot was one-third the size of a small fingernail.

The place where it fell off was dark green, and a ray of vicissitudes of life came out, which was easily captured by Feng Jiushang...

"Wait a minute... sixty-five thousand—"

In the VIP seat, a cold and deep voice slowly rose up, exuding extreme laziness.

(End of this chapter)