Chapter 479

As soon as shangguanfei's words fell, all the fire monks in the whole meeting hall were boiling. This is the material they dream of.

An Sudong is also in a mood of excitement. The place where the pith of fire appears must be a scorch crow. As long as you find the owner of the pith of fire and ask which relic you got it from, the scorch crow must have hope, and this thing should be photographed anyway.

"1300 high level spirit stones!"

"I'll give you fifteen."

"One thousand eight, don't rob me."

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"Cut, eighteen also want to get the pith of fiery stone, I give two thousand one!"

After the first round of bidding, it grew to 2100 high-level spirit stones. It was an exaggeration. An Su Dong thought that if he didn't offer a high price, he would frighten the enthusiastic friars. The pith of the fiery stone was estimated to be hanging. He raised his hand: "4000 high-level spirit stones!"

The noisy venue was suddenly silent.

No one offered any more, and no one spoke any more. A few friars sitting next to an Sudong looked at him in amazement. Four thousand high-level spirit stones were a huge number, and many friars could not save enough in their lives.

Shangguanfei was also stunned. He was impressed by an Sudong. Just now he photographed the zhenlingdan which nobody liked. It can be said that people are stupid and have a lot of money. But now he is offering a high price for yanhuoshilui. Does a monk in the middle of jiedan have so much money? He doubts.

"Boy, do you have any money, you shout!"

"That's right. I've just taken one, and I need to buy the fiery chalcedony. You're teasing us."

"Boy, there are not so many spirit stones to be punished. Don't think it's better to shout out!"

Soon, the reaction of the friars also ridiculed, no one believed that an Sudong could take out so many spirit stones.

Shangguanfei's face was even more sulky. When he was interrupted, people's excitement would be over. At that time, most of the monks would recover their senses and never sell at a high price.

He made a quiet gesture, and then looked at an Sudong, "this Taoist friend, if you make a disorderly offer and can't bring out such a spirit stone at that time, we will punish you severely. You disturb the order of the meeting place and have a great influence on our auction house and other Taoist friends!"

The harsh abuse and doubt made an Sudong frown. He was not happy. It was only 4000 high-level spirit stones. What he needed most was spirit stones. He said without expression: "since I dare to shout like this, there must be. Anyone who really wants this thing will continue to offer."

Some people gnash their teeth when they say something a little bit flat

"If you yell about the price, we'll yell again, isn't it duohualingshi?"

"What the Taoist friend said is that we won't yell any more. Besides, the price is not low, and it's not worth it no matter how high it is."

As he said this, the crowd glared at an Sudong. They remember this face. If they meet him in the future, they will definitely make trouble for him. This kind of troublemaker is really hateful.

"The first time for 4000 high level spirit stones!"

"The second time of 4000 high level spirit stone!"

"The third time of four thousand high level spirit stone!"

Shangguanfei's indignation is in sharp contrast to the cheerfulness in front of him.

"Deal!"

As soon as shangguanfei's words fell, the friar who collected the money had already flown over. He looked at an Sudong curiously. He wanted to see how this man ended up. He dared to make trouble like this. This was the first time since the auction house was established.

Because he didn't believe that an Sudong could take out so many spirit stones, he didn't even say anything about collecting money. On the contrary, other monks who were ready to watch the play said it for him, and their tone was full of schadenfreude.

"Ha ha, let's pay for it, four thousand high-level spirit stones. Let's have a look at them!"

"Well! What's the big deal? It depends on how you explain this time. The friars who yelled last time were punished penniless and had to work for the auction. I think you are no exception this time! "

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, an Sudong suddenly felt funny. Without saying anything, he threw out a storage bag and fell at the foot of the monk.

Aware of the amazing fluctuation of spiritual power overflowing from the bag, the friar of the foundation period was a little bit blinded. When he opened the bag, his eyes suddenly glared bigger than the copper bell. Finally, after counting, he could not say clearly, "yes, the number is... More... One more, and it's... Back to you... Elder!"

The friars who were laughing were all shut up, and their eyes were full of shock. Who was he? He had such a rich family background that he had never heard of.

An Sudong was very satisfied with the effect and waved, "no, it's a tip for you!"

Just after the words, the friar of the foundation period almost dropped his spirit stone on the ground. He had never seen such a generous friar, even the old monster of the Yuan Dynasty. He could enjoy a medium level spirit stone at most. Let alone the upper level spirit stone, he had never heard of it.

The monks all over the hall opened their mouths wide. This boy, niucha, is not only rich, but also so straightforward. Just now he laughed at others. He was beaten in the face. It's a shame. The monks who are closer to an Sudong dare not look at him, and their faces are full of embarrassment.

Shangguanfei's eyes almost fell out on the stage. At the moment, his head crashed. What's the matter with him? As an auctioneer, he actually looked away.

"Ah ha ha... This Taoist friend is really powerful. With so much wealth in jiedan's middle cultivation, he must be a very powerful monk. He is a model of our generation!"

Shangguanfei's face turned red. The corners of his mouth were numb and his tongue almost knotted, but at least it was round.

The old God ansudong was sitting there, no different from just now.

"Who's this boy, Menglan? He's so valuable, and he's changed his face. He seems to be very careful."

In a wing room on the second floor, an old monster in Yuanying period talks to a woman. The woman is wearing a long purple dress, which is exactly what an Sudong saw in the daytime and is called a thousand year old woman's Yuanying friar by him.

Menglan's woman said with a smile: "giggle, I have some impression of this boy. I met him on the road this afternoon. He also changed his face at that time, but it's not like this. I'm really curious about what he looks like."

The memory of the friars in Yuan infant period is very amazing. When they see an Su Dong in the crowd, they firmly remember his breath.

"Maybe it's a descendant or apprentice of some Taoist friend. It seems that he is really in favor of him." First of all, the old monster of Yuanying period said sadly.

"This child is very powerful. I think his real age is in his early twenties. It's against heaven that he can reach the middle stage of jiedan at this age. Even Dong Feng, under the care of the leader every day, can barely stabilize the early stage of jiedan. This child is not much older than Dong Feng. No matter how much time Dong Feng spends, he can't reach the middle stage of jiedan. After jiedan, it's very difficult to go further, The boy is a monster

Menglan's words are right, and we can see the essence.

"No wonder I'm so favored. My talent is really bad. I'll make a good investigation to see whose disciple or descendant it is, hehe..."

There was a smile on the monk's face.

"Shen Feng, you still have this character. People already have a master. If you still want to rob him, you can give up. Your idea is only theoretical. Even if you try, he won't listen to you."

Menglan naturally knows Shen Feng's plan, but over the years he has found a lot of jiedan friars, none of them succeed. At last, he comes to the conclusion that he wants to find a kind of jiedan friar with adverse talent, but there has never been a qualified candidate. Today, when he suddenly meets the later generation of jiedan, he must have moved his mind.