Chapter 562

Chapter 562 banter

Han Yuer's martial spirit is a seed. Although it has not yet hatched, it belongs to the category of plants.

This thing is extremely useful to Han yu'er.

Chen Feng suddenly thought of something and asked ziyue, "ziyue, there is even the power of soul in this kind of thing, which can nourish and even upgrade the soul of Wu. So, is it effective for your existence?"

The purple moon pondered for a moment and said, "there is an effect, but the effect is not very good. It's far from as good as the nourishing effect on Wu soul. You'd better give it to your elder martial sister!"

She knows Chen Feng very well and knows why Chen Feng values this thing so much.

Chen Feng looked at her with a warm smile in his eyes and said, "I've decided to buy this thing. You and the elder martial sister are half and half."

What else does ziyue have to say? Chen Feng has interrupted her and said, "ziyue, stop talking. I have made a decision."

"These days, I haven't been able to get you some drugs to nourish the soul. I know you need this urgently."

"I know what you think. You think this thing will be a waste when it is used on you, but in my opinion, as long as anything works for the spirit that nourishes you and is good for you, it is not a waste when it is used on you."

Purple moon's eyes showed a touch of moving color, staring at Chen Feng blankly, and suddenly asked, "Chen Feng, you are so good to me, what do you say if I like you?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but be happy, and then he bounced her small head: "what are you thinking, little guy? You're not shy!"

Purple moon snorted discontentedly, wrinkled her small nose and said, "what if you knock someone on the head again and make them stupid?"

The two were laughing, when the bidding for the five thousand year old baiguiteng profession had begun in the auction hall outside.

Bidding is very hot, almost from the beginning into the white hot, prices continue to rise.

The starting price of this bottle of juice is 10000 pieces of middle grade spirit stone, and now it has climbed to 24000 pieces of middle grade spirit stone.

Many people have shown interest in this. After all, the heavenly and earthly treasures that can improve the level of martial spirits cannot be too precious.

However, if you are interested, you have to have corresponding strength to bid.

Soon, there were only five people in the hall who kept bidding.

After a cup of tea, the price has climbed to 51000 pieces of Chinese spirit stone.

Three more people quit bidding, and now there are only two people bidding in the auction hall.

One is a fat man in royal clothes, and the other is a housekeeper. Although he is wearing a small hat in green, he is quite dignified. He should be the steward of any big family.

The two kept bidding, and the price rose all the way.

Finally, the fat man in the royal coat shouted again, "60000 pieces of medium-sized spirit stones!"

After hearing the price, the housekeeper's face was also nervous, and his forehead was sweating. He thought for a while, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and finally shouted, "I give up bidding."

As soon as the fat man in royal clothes heard that he gave up, he was very proud, stood up, looked around, and laughed wildly.

He said proudly, "this bottle of white ghost vine juice belongs to me!"

With that, he walked towards the stage.

Suddenly, his feet stopped, because a voice came from a box somewhere: "seventhousand pieces of medium grade spirit stones!"

It was Chen Feng who shouted for the price. He suddenly increased the price by 10000 pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi in order to let the fat man recognize the gap between him and himself and stop raising the price indiscriminately.

As soon as the fat man heard this, he immediately flew into a rage and shouted at Chen Feng's box: "who is not open-minded? Dare to bid with me!"

Chen Feng smiled faintly and didn't have the same general knowledge with him. He could see that this fat man's cultivation was very general.

The fat man in royal clothes scolded, but he had to abide by the rules of the Xie family auction house.

The female auctioneer on the stage has said with a smile, "please continue to bid."

After thinking for a while, the fat man finally gritted his teeth and said, "forget it, I'll give up."

60000 pieces of medium grade spirit stone is the highest price he can offer.

Chen Feng's mouth showed a smile, and his strategy was successful. If he only added a little, maybe the fat man would continue to add.

If it turns into a dispute of will, the price will not know how far it will go.

He directly added 10000 pieces of medium grade spirit stone, which also made the fat man in royal clothes retreat.

It seems that he has a safe bet and holds this bottle of juice in his hand.

The female auctioneer was also very satisfied with the price. She could get a considerable commission from it. She shouted, "is there any further price increase?"

There was no answer in the audience. The female auctioneer had raised her hammer and was ready to knock it down.

At this time, suddenly a lazy, joking voice came out: "my master offered 70000 pieces of medium-sized spirit stone."

Hearing this, Chen Feng frowned immediately. If it was a fair bidding, he was not afraid of anything, but this person only added a medium-sized spirit stone to the price he offered, which was obviously to provoke trouble.

Hearing this sound, he felt a little familiar. When he thought about it, he remembered that it seemed to be the burly follower beside the herbalist Ge Dan.

Chen Feng frowned and continued to offer: "80000 pieces of medium grade spirit stone!"

Sure enough, the other party bid again: "801 medium grade spirit stone."

The loud voice was full of banter, as if it was deliberately teasing Chen Feng.