"Husband, you have quite a few magic tools with three Spirit Refinements, as well as the Leng Clan's ancestral Cold Moon Sword with six Spirit Refinements. Shouldn't you know more about Spirit Refinements than me?" Xiang Ru was a little puzzled.
So the Cold Moon Sword was refined six times? No wonder before Leng Xing died, he had to send Leng Yue back no matter what … This sword was indeed the Leng Clan's heirloom!
I really don't know what the elders of the Leng Clan are thinking. How much do they dote on him to give such a flying sword to Leng Xing to use? They simply can't unleash its power!
Fan Xian's mind flashed, and he laughed out loud, "Aren't I just testing you?"
"Husband is really …" This is all common sense, what's there to test? "Nian Ru said with a gentle smile. leaf
Ye Fan listened to the group of people shouting prices. The first magic tool had already been shouted to eighty-nine stones.
How could such a defensive magic tool cost eighty-nine Great Desolate Stones? Why did such a defensive magic tool cost eighty-nine Great Desolate Stones? Not exactly how many Great Desolate Stones were there? "A-Jiao, how many stones do you have on you?" Ye Fan pretended to ask casually.
Ru Jiao picked up her storage bag, looked around, and said, "Husband, I have about four thousand stones here." leaf
Ru Jiao picked up her storage bag and looked inside. She said, "Husband, I have about four thousand stones here."
"How could that be? Husband, count it yourself. I haven't used this Great Desolate Stone for a few years."
"How could that be? Husband, count it yourself. I haven't used this Great Desolate Stone for a few years." Xiang Ru said.
"How could that be? Husband, count it yourself. I haven't used this Great Desolate Stone for a few years."
Sure enough, this stone was just a unit. When it came to paying for the stone, there should be a way to cut it. leaf
Fan Xian estimated that in his pocket, there were more than a hundred Great Desolate Stones of similar size, which meant that there should be at least twenty thousand stones! He was indeed a rich second generation, so rich that he was overflowing with oil!
At this time, the first magic tool had already been taken away by a Mortal Core cultivator, and the second one was being auctioned on the stage.
"Let's first congratulate the Fellow Immortal who obtained the first treasure. Next, everyone, please take a look at the second good item today." The old man on the stage smiled as he removed a piece of red cloth, revealing a white jade porcelain bottle.
The old man said, "Fellow Immortals, this is a bottle of Foundation Strengthening Pills made by the famous itinerant cultivator, Daoist Tian Hua. There are ten pills in total.
There is no need to elaborate on the uses of this pill. Any Cultivator in the Qi Condensation or Foundation Establishment stage can use this pill to rapidly advance, no matter how poor their natural talent is. Most importantly, the pill will not harm the body, and its medicinal properties are incomparably gentle.
Although this pill was refined very quickly, because the ingredients for this pill were not easy to find, there were not many of them.
Ten pills per bottle. Foundation Strengthening Pill, starting price … one stone! "
When Ye Fan heard this information, he immediately became excited. This was what he wanted! Most of his women were currently at the Body Refinement and Spirit Condensation stages. If they had this pill, they might even be able to quickly rush to the Awakening Realm!
In other words, it could allow women to quickly enter the Foundation Building stage!
However, Ye Fan discovered that the group of cultivators present didn't seem to be very interested in this bottle of pills …
"Nine stones..."
"Nine stones and five points..."
"Ten stones..." leaf
That's right... In the Ancient Immortal Spirit World, it wasn't difficult for a cultivator to reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
In particular, none of the cultivators who were able to come here were lower than the Foundation Establishment stage.
Therefore, this bottle of pills might be very attractive to the people on the surface, but to the cultivators underground, it was nothing more than a common item.
"Twelve stones!" leaf
Seeing that no one was shouting, Ye Fan quickly called out a price.
This time, the scene quieted down, and no one raised the price. Many cultivators turned around to look, and Xiang Ru also curiously looked at Ye Fan.
"Haha …" The lowest grade of pills are indeed bought by the lowest grade of people … "The Eastern Emperor Sect's Ming Rui sneered.
"This kind of little thing that is used for passing the stage is actually willing to pay twelve stones. What a fool …" Another one said.
Many Other cultivators also laughed out loud. Although Leng Xing's family background was extraordinary, everyone knew that he was a piece of trash. The Cold Light Sect would not offend other sects for his sake.
"This is truly a disgrace to our Cold Light Sect, hmph!" Sitting on the other side, Qi Bin and the other disciples of the Cold Light Sect had darkened expressions.
Han Yuntao sighed, indicating for his junior brothers not to say anything. reading
Ru Jiao was a little puzzled, "Husband, you already have quite a few elixirs similar to the Foundation Strengthening Pill, why do you still want to buy it?" leaf
Fan Xian thought to himself, of course it's to stock up for my family. It's rare for me to come here, so of course I'll buy a little more!
As for the others looking down on him, Ye Fan didn't care at all. He didn't know these guys.
"Hehe, congratulations to the young master of the Leng Clan for obtaining this pill." The old man on the stage was smiling without any intention of belittling him.
Very quickly, the third item was another magic tool, but this time it was a sword.
"Everyone, this' Feather Light Sword 'has been refined four times. It is the best flying sword that our Treasure Heaven Pavilion has obtained recently. There should be no need for this old man to explain its value.
Starting price... Two hundred stones!
As soon as this sword appeared, the eyes of everyone present lit up. To this group of cultivators, a flying sword that had been refined four times was already enough to significantly increase the combat strength of most of them!
"Three hundred stones!"
"Four hundred!"
"Four hundred and fifty!"
With this, the group of people present started to fight like crazy, and the price quickly soared to "one thousand stones"!
The eyes of the disciples of the Cold Light Sect also lit up. Other than Han Yuntao, the others didn't have flying swords that had been refined three times or more.
On the other hand, Ye Fan was not interested in this thing. He had too many swords, and one or two good swords wouldn't affect him much. It was more cost-effective to buy cultivation resources that could "subsidize the family".
"Two thousand stones!" At this moment, the Eastern Emperor Sect's Ming Rui also joined the battle. After all, he was the great-grandson of the Eastern Emperor, so he was also rich and overbearing.
Two thousand stones would require about ten heavy Great Desolate Stones, which was enough for many cultivators to cultivate for a long time. Some of those with weak cultivations began to retreat.
Qi Bin, who was following beside Han Yuntao, asked for Han Yuntao's opinion, then raised his sign and said, "Two thousand one!"
"Humph!" Two thousand five hundred! "Ming Rui immediately shouted.
Qi Bin gritted his teeth, "Two thousand six hundred!"
Ming Rui sneered, "If you have the ability, then add five hundred stones to the ground! Without the Great Desolate Stone, why are you fighting with this young master!? Three thousand stones!
"Qi Bin's face flushed red. He had saved a lot of money and finally managed to gather a pile of Great Desolate Stones. He had come here for this flying sword that had been refined four times, but in the end, he had met a nouveau riche like Ming Rui.
"Three thousand one hundred stones!" Han Yuntao calmly raised his sign.
"Eldest Senior Brother!" Qi Bin said in a low voice, "I …" I don't have that much … "
Han Yuntao smiled and said, "It's fine. As a fellow disciple, Senior Brother will bear a portion of it for you …"
Qi Bin's eyes turned red. He was so moved that he almost cried.
At this moment, Ming Rui saw that Han Yuntao had charged out again. His anger from before had not dissipated, and this time, it was not a battle of cultivation, but a battle of wealth. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Four thousand!"
The moment this price was raised, the entire audience went into an uproar. Four thousand, that was twenty pieces of Great Desolate Stone!
Even some of the elders of the Four Major Sects wouldn't be able to take out that much!
The Great Desolate Stone was a precious resource that could not be reproduced. After all, the sword could be refined by a Spirit Refiner. This price had already somewhat exceeded the value of the sword.
Qi Bin sat down with a face full of unwillingness and loneliness. Although he was unwilling to part with it, the price was already too high for him to bear.
Han Yuntao, on the other hand, frowned and looked at Ye Fan, who was on the other side, and said, "Junior Brother Xingchen …" Can you help me pay a thousand stones? When we return to the sect, I will return it to you. "
"Eldest Senior Brother!" "This is …" Qi Bin and the other disciples were so moved that they wanted to cry. Han Yuntao actually went to borrow the Great Desolate Stone from the Cold Star for him? And he had to pay a thousand stones!?
Leng Xing was a famous rich second generation. Other than his cultivation base being trash, his entire body was filled with treasures. A thousand stones, of course, was a small matter.
The other buyers and cultivators present were also impressed by Han Yuntao's character.
After all, the Exquisite Pavilion only asked for a high price. If a few people were willing to spend money together, it would be fine.
Most of the cultivators felt that Leng Xing would definitely give them face. After all, Han Yuntao had already spoken in public, and it wasn't like he was taking it, but borrowing it.
Moreover, Ming Rui had mocked Leng Xing so much just now. If he could take this sword from Ming Rui's hands now, it would be equivalent to venting his anger!
To Leng Xing, this was a deal that would definitely be profitable. Helping him vent his anger, he could also gain the favor of a fellow sect member and gain a favor.
Therefore, Ming Rui was already gnashing his teeth, wishing that he could stop this kind of behavior.
However, no one expected that this Young Master Leng would actually smile harmlessly and say two words, "I won't lend it to you."
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