Ten thousand year spirit grass, finally came.

Mo Yishu looks at Chu Jingfeng. She wants to see if Chu Jingfeng will be so calm when she sees the sky high price of the ten thousand year spirit grass.

"800000!"

Finally, someone made a bid.

The bidder is directly the Tianzi room.

The sky room is almost full of baby to old monsters.

The bidders of this ten thousand year spirit grass must be monks in sky and earth rooms.

The friars in the auction hall will hardly participate in the competition.

After all, not everyone can participate in millions of spirit stones.

Those friars still know themselves. They almost come here to join the fun and witness the grand birth of the ten thousand year spirit grass.

It's not a vain trip to Luoyuan city.

"A million!"

There are price increases again.

And directly added to a million!

A million spirit stones, even friars in the period of transforming God, may not be able to get together.

"1.1 million!"

The auction continues.

Mo Yishu sighed: "looking at the posture, I'm afraid the price will break through the sky."

There is a sour taste in the tone.

Chu Jing said: "certainly not less than two million."

"Don't you feel heartache?"

Mo Yishu asked.

You know, when Chu Jingfeng took out the ten thousand year spirit grass, he only sold 500000, but now it has exceeded one million. Chu Jingfeng can be said to have lost a lot.

Chu Jing said, "what's the pain? I said that as long as one thing can be changed for what I want, the price doesn't matter. If I want to lose, I used to exchange sword dust for Xiong Kuan's broken mirror Dan square. Isn't it also a loss?"

Mo Yishu thought so.

Moreover, Chu Jingfeng used the ten thousand year spirit grass to exchange for a jade hairpin, which was originally given to her.

"Two million!"

Finally, the price of Wannian spirit grass exceeded 2 million.

At this time, few people have increased the price.

Because the price of 2 million yuan is already a little high. If Tianming grass is not necessary, there is no need to compete again.

Two million spirit stones can be used in other places in exchange for other cultivation resources.

At least, it's more worthwhile than the ghost grass on this day.

Therefore, almost all monks competing for Tianming grass must use Tianming grass in some way.

Finally, the price reached 2.3 million.

No one increased the price.

This has broken through the sky and is the most expensive thing so far.

"2.4 million!"

However, seeing that the auctioneer was about to announce that he could live, a sound sounded up.

"I'll go and add it!"

"Is this man crazy?"

"That's why people have to make the last move."

The monks talked about it.

In a room with a sky name, song Tianyun's face sank and looked at room No. 1.

He paid 2.3 million just now, and there came 2.4 million.

It doesn't annoy him.

"Grandpa, do you still add it?"

Song Yulong asked.

Song Tianyun's face was dark and uncertain, hesitating.

A moment later, he made up his mind!

At the same time, in dizi room 1.

Mo Yishu widened his eyes: "Chu Daoyou, are you crazy? How dare you bid? "

She really doesn't understand why Chu Jingfeng wants to increase the price.

If Chu Jingfeng buys back half a million things he sold at a price of more than two million, isn't he crazy? What is it?

At this time, song Tianyun increased the price.

"Two and a half million!"

Song Yulong's voice came out.

Chu Jingfeng chose to stop.

He said with a smile, "I just want to try whether the price of netherworld grass can break through 2.5 million this day."

“……”

Mo Yishu looked at Chu Jingfeng strangely.

I don't know what's in this guy's head.

After Chu Jingfeng stopped raising the price, the final price was fixed at 2.5 million.

Everyone is confused. What's the situation?

Why didn't the man add it again?

Didn't he say that he was sure to win the ghost grass on this day? Why didn't he increase the price only once?

Isn't that funny?

Song Tianyun was obviously aware of this, and his face was a little ugly.

Although there were more than 200000 spirit stones, it was nothing to him.

But this feeling of being teased made him very unhappy.

"Find out who is in room 1."

Song Tianyun said coldly.

"Yes, master."

A deified friar nodded and left the room.

"Congratulations to the elder of Tianzi room 3 for taking this ten thousand year spirit grass."

The auctioneer announced with a smile.

Tianming grass is owned by their auction house. The higher the price, the higher his commission.

At the price of 2.5 million, he can get at least a commission of 10000 spirit stones.

This is already a lot of spirit stones.

After all, a Yuan Ying friar can only earn more than a thousand spirit stones a month.

The Tianming grass auction ended, and many people thought that the auction would end in the future.

However, the auctioneer did not mean to leave, but smiled: "everyone, the next thing to be auctioned is a special thing in this auction. Our auction will only be responsible for auction, and we can't guarantee its authenticity! This thing is the map of the lost top! "

"What?"

"The map of the lost top!"

"How is that possible! How can there be a map on the lost top? "

"Bullshit, how can there be a map after the lost top has been opened for such a long time? I've never heard of a map on the top of the lost land before! "

Many people know it's impossible, but they still stand up suddenly.

Those who stand up are all those who want to enter the top of the lost.

If there is a map on the top of the lost and you get it, it will be easier and more powerful in the top of the lost.

Even Chu Jingfeng came to the window and frowned at the bottom.

"Fairy Mo, there is a map at the top of the lost land?"

Chu Jingfeng asked.

Mo Yishu said, "I don't know, but after all, the lost top has been opened many times. Many people have gone in. Maybe someone did draw the map inside sometime."

Chu Jingfeng couldn't help nodding.

This is not impossible.

The auctioneer continued: "as I said, I don't know whether this map is true or false, and I haven't been to the top of the lost. Our auction house is only responsible for auction, not for identifying the authenticity of this time. Whether to auction or not depends on your own choice."

After a pause, the auctioneer said, "the starting price is 300000 Lingshi."

The auction house was quiet for a while, and then there was an uproar.

I don't know whether a map is true or false, but it's still so expensive. Isn't that cheating?

Who dares to shoot?

Sure enough, dozens of seconds passed, and there was no bid.

After all, 200000 yuan is a valuable spiritual stone for a Yuan Ying friar.

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