Urban Perspective Little Doctor

"Then Pavilion Master, do we still auction the remaining herbs?" The old man surnamed He looked at Pavilion Master Zhang with a heavy sigh, and couldn't help asking.

Just now, when Pang Feng quickly photographed Xuanhuangcao, Pavilion Master Zhang ordered that all the herbs related to Zhujidan should be stopped from auction, and they were ready to be sold to Pang Feng in private.

Because, in the entire auction, apart from Pang Feng's need to build Jidan materials, no one else would waste this money. Therefore, Pavilion Master Zhang wanted to stop the auction and sell it to Pang Feng Renqing.

"I won't shoot anymore, because Pang Feng was filmed at a low price anyway, it would be better to sell it to him privately." When Pavilion Master Zhang said this, he hadn't got rid of the matter of the coagulation pill, and he regretted it at the beginning. Buying all Pang Feng's Pills for Condensing Pulse, at this time, Jubao Pavilion will definitely make a lot of money.

Now that it's too late to say anything, it's better to take one step at a time and tie Pang Feng's relationship more firmly.

It seems that although the Ningmai Pill cannot be sold at a high price in Songjiang City, he and the Jubao Pavilion of the other four cities were divided into two pieces each, and they couldn't help selling the favors and rewarded the appreciation of the headquarters.

If Pang Feng can represent the Jubao Pavilion to participate in the Five Cities Meeting and get the leader, he will also have a chance to enter the Seven Kingdoms.

One thing that many people don't know is that Jubao Pavilion is in the five cities, all branches, but the headquarters is in the mysterious seven kingdoms.

Pavilion Master Zhang's goal is to enter the Seven Kingdoms, so he does not care about Pang Feng at all costs. After all, Pang Feng is an opportunity for him to enter the Seven Kingdoms.

"Pavilion Master, then I will go down first." The old man surnamed He felt that he had nothing to do on his own, so it was better to clean up first, and wait until the auction was over and give the herbs directly to Pang Feng.

Pavilion Master Zhang waved his hand to let the old man He go down, and then he watched the auction stage again to see how much revenue he could bring to Jubao Pavilion today.

Standing on the stage at the moment, Hong Ying couldn't help but feel a little tired. There are only a few of the 121 lots left, but the rest of the lots are extremely treasured, and she dare not relax.

"The lot below is the third from the bottom. Maybe many people dream of it. However, the price is a bit high. I don't know if it will be obtained by the strong man in the end." Hong Ying looked at the many monks in the audience. After a few hours, some people were already tired, and she wanted to bring the atmosphere up.

Sure enough, after hearing what Hong Ying said, the monks in the audience couldn't help being excited because they heard the third one from the bottom. Generally, when the last three pieces are counted, they are the top treasures and the heaviest drama.

"What? Don't lose your appetite, hurry up and auction it!"

"Right! The last three, let's see what the treasures of this year's Jubao Pavilion are?!"

Sure enough, there were only three pieces left, and everyone was excited. They naturally knew that they were the last three treasures at the bottom of the box.

In the private room, everyone's state is also different. After Pang Feng heard it, he couldn't help but become interested.

Just now, dozens of lots were auctioned, and there was no material to build a Jidan. Pang Feng couldn't help feeling a little depressed. He wanted to collect a few more, but he cut off his idea.

However, after hearing the discussion from everyone in the audience, Pang Feng fought hard. If he knew that these were the last three pieces of the bottom of the Jubao Pavilion, they were definitely not ordinary treasures.

If he meets what he needs, Pang Feng will definitely not give up. Ten million spirit stones can crush everyone here. I am afraid that the city lord can't fight him.

In the private room No.1, the city owner also became interested. He came to participate in the auction for the last three auctions, and now it is time for him to make a move.

Can't help but, Huang Batian, Zhang Zhen, and Ye Nantian are gearing up to make a move.

For them, ordinary things are simply insignificant, and only the last three things are worth their shots.

Zhang Zhen got one of the previous two pulse coagulation pills, and a second-rate family patriarch got one, but to them, it didn’t hurt at all. After all, it was something that broke through the coagulation period, and the last three, It is what the monks need during the coagulation phase.

"Hurry up!"

"Stop the ink! Come on!"

"..."

Seeing everyone's excitement, Hong Ying couldn't help but smile and said to everyone: "The third-to-last lot is called Wanzong Destruction. It is a supernatural power! Starting price, One million spiritual stones!"

Hong Ying didn't talk nonsense, because the four words of high-level supernatural power were enough for people to fight for it.

Supernatural powers, like magic weapons, are naturally divided into upper-middle-lower and top-class supernatural powers. Today's supernatural powers are top grade supernatural powers.

Supernatural powers are inherently scarce, and high-grade supernatural powers are even rarer. Monks generally use low-grade, or middle-grade, high-grade supernatural powers, except for coincidence, they can't get them at all.

Of course, like the city lord, pavilion lord Zhang and the others, each of them mastered a supernatural power. But there are no monks who dislike supernatural powers, after all, they don't have enough skills.

Like the Lihuo Golden Eye that Pang Feng had cultivated before, it was an ordinary supernatural power, at best a middle-grade supernatural power. Although Pang Feng had a copper inheritance, there were not many inheritances he could obtain.

The yin and yang three bodies should be a supernatural power, but he also holds this one firmly. Therefore, when he heard this magical power, he immediately became interested.

"The starting price is one million spirit stones, and the auction will begin now!" Seeing that everyone was already interested, Hong Ying started the auction directly.

"One hundred and one hundred thousand!"

"1.2 million!"

"..."

"Two million!" Soon, the major families had reached the high price of two million before they started bidding. Looking at it this way, everyone wanted to get this magical power.

"Three million!" At this moment, Zhang Zhen in the Yellow Letter No. 1 private room called out, and there were three million Lingshi.

When Zhang Zhen's voice sounded, everyone couldn't help but stunned. They did not expect to increase by one million. You know, this is not a small number. Those small families do not dare to increase.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhang Zhen couldn't help but laugh in the private room at this moment. If he had this magical power, his strength would definitely increase by 30%. At that time, even the city lord would be able to fight.

At this time, the gorgeous woman was still lying on his body, looking in ecstasy. Of course, feeling that no one was fighting, Zhang Zhen couldn't help feeling a little agitated, and tightly held the woman's chest.

"Three and five million!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Huang Batian's voice came from the Xuanzi No. 1 private room.

After Zhang Zhen heard this voice, he couldn't help feeling nervous!