After three slaps, Qin Lang easily obtained the entrance ticket. Moreover, the people of the Emei Sect who were present already had a deep impression of him. The rest of the Jianghu people of Immortal Peak Temple also had a deep impression of Qin Lang, because Qin Lang had been personally accompanied by Crazy Moon Monk to Immortal Peak Temple.
Those who were familiar with him knew that Crazy Moon Monk was the Grand Supreme Elder of the Emei Sect. His status was no small matter. Those who were personally received by Crazy Moon Monk were all famous figures in the Jianghu world of Pingchuan Province, sect elders, and even sect leaders. As for the sloppy young man in front of them, they didn't know where he came from. For Crazy Moon Monk to personally receive him, it was presumed that his background was not ordinary. However, these Jianghu people didn't know that the reason why Crazy Moon Monk personally received Qin Lang was because he was plotting to obtain the spirit pills on Qin Lang's body. In the eyes of Crazy Moon Monk, Qin Lang was a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Before he slaughtered him, Crazy Moon Monk didn't mind treating him a little better. Crazy Moon Monk had always treated fat sheep that were about to die very well.
The Jianghu people of Pingchuan Province all valued the market trade very much. Therefore, many people came early in the morning, and more people came from all directions. Among the crowd, Qin Lang also saw the people of the Qingcheng Sect. Because Qin Lang had ideas about the Qingcheng Sect, he paid special attention to them. At the same time, he noticed that Daoist Master Shui Jing had also come here.
In the past, Daoist Master Shui Jing was a relatively low-key hermit, a guest official. But recently, he was quite active. This was probably the result of his change in status in the Qingcheng Sect.
There were almost no real hermits in this world. The so-called hermits were actually all waiting for a price to come out into the world. As long as the price was high enough, there was no need for him to continue hiding.
At around nine o 'clock, the market officially began. Emei Sect had sent out two Grand Supreme Elders. Mad Moon Monk was responsible for the order and completeness of the trade, but the person who was in charge of the trade was another person. His name was Xiu Mu, but he was not wearing a monk's robe. He seemed to be a secular martial art practitioner. Although Old Man Xiu Mu was called 'Xiu Mu', he was old but immortal. Just by looking at Mad Moon Monk's obedient attitude towards him, one could tell that this Old Man Xiu Mu was a powerful character.
Without the lengthy speeches that were common at the beginning of secular gatherings, Old Man Xiu Mu directly announced the official start of the trading market place. The trading method in the market was also very simple. Direct auction, and the highest bidder would win. This kind of transaction seemed very monotonous, but Qin Lang soon discovered the mystery behind it. Most of the people here were here to buy things!
There were many buyers and few sellers, so naturally, they could only resort to auctions.
It couldn't be helped. In this day and age, there were fewer and fewer heavenly treasures, and the good things were all treasured by themselves. Who would be willing to sell the truly good things? This kind of behavior was simply the behavior of a prodigal son. Generally speaking, no one was willing to sell treasures that were useful to them, because many things could not be bought with money.
For example, Qin Lang's intention to sell the elixirs, in the eyes of Mad Moon Monk and Old Man Xiu Mu, was completely a prodigal son. However, whether it was the Emei Sect or the rest of the Jianghu, they were all very happy that a prodigal son like Qin Lang had appeared. Although Mad Moon Monk seemed to respect Qin Lang now, he despised Qin Lang's prodigal behavior. As long as they squeezed out all the good things from Qin Lang's hands, Mad Moon Monk and the rest would slowly deal with Qin Lang. When that time came, not only would they take all the treasures from Qin Lang's body, but the money they earned from the auction of the elixirs today would also fall into the hands of Mad Moon Monk and the Emei Sect.
The auction had already begun.
Things began to be auctioned one after another, but these things did not catch Qin Lang's eye, because the quality was too poor. Some medicinal herbs that could not be considered spiritual herbs, some medicinal herbs that could not be considered spiritual medicines, and some spirit stones that were of lower quality … Although the value of these things was not very high, they were basically all bought up, and the price was not cheap. Qin Lang could be considered to have seen the rich people of the Jianghu today. They were not the "forthright" kind of rich, but the "nouveau riche" kind of rich.
Each and every one of the Jianghu people would spend millions, tens of millions, as if they had money that could not be used up. He really did not know where these people got the money from. However, when Qin Lang thought about it carefully, he quickly understood. Temples and Taoist temples hundreds or thousands of years ago were all overflowing with wealth, let alone now. Nowadays, the Jianghu sects had more and more ways to earn money, and some of them even had the support of the country, so it was difficult for them to be short of money.
Since these people were so rich, then Qin Lang decided to earn a lot of money.
According to the arrangement of the Emei Sect, it was now Qin Lang's turn to auction. When they heard that Qin Lang was a "Jianghu unaffiliated person," many people's expressions were disdainful, but their eyes were burning, because everyone suddenly realized that Qin Lang should be a "prodigal," and now, these Jianghu experts loved the appearance of "prodigals." If it was a big sect, it was impossible for them to take out real treasures to auction. Instead, these "Jianghu unaffiliated people" might take out some good things to sell because they were in financial distress or because they did not know how to appreciate treasures.
"I have a Spirit Strengthening Pill that has been passed down from my ancestors, and it is of the highest quality. After consuming it, it can increase one's power by two cycles — the starting price is ten million." Qin Lang came to the side of the auction stage and placed a Spirit Strengthening Pill on it.
It was a genuine Spirit Strengthening Pill. After it was placed on the stage, everyone immediately felt that this Spirit Strengthening Pill was really full of spiritual energy, and its quality was excellent. No wonder it was said that it could increase one's power by two cycles. One had to know that an ordinary Spirit Strengthening Pill could basically increase one's power by one cycle.
"13 million!" Soon, someone made a counteroffer. Just as Qin Lang had expected, these Jianghu heroes were really not short of money.
"15 million!"
"16 million!"
"20 million!"
"…"
In an instant, the price of this Spirit Strengthening Pill skyrocketed by several times.
"50 million!"
Someone from the Qingcheng Sect spoke. The one who made the bid was Immortal Shui Jing, because in his opinion, this Spirit Strengthening Pill was completely worth the price. There were fewer and fewer good Spirit Strengthening Pills, but more and more money. Therefore, even if it was a little expensive now, it was still worth it.
At this point, the price had basically reached the price that everyone was willing to pay. Moreover, the Qingcheng Sect was, after all, an illustrious sect in Pingchuan Province. Everyone felt that there was no need to compete with the Qingcheng Sect, so many people sensibly stopped bidding. These people were all experienced Jianghu people, and they knew when to stop. Otherwise, they would go for wool and come home shorn. Not only would they not be able to take advantage of the situation, they would also get into trouble.
"60 million!"
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