Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The master of Qibao Zhai clicked the secret and unlocked the many seals of the long and narrow jade box, and then opened it carefully, revealing the true appearance of the inherited spiritual treasure Qinghong Bow!

A chilling air suddenly enveloped the entire Qibao Zhai!

The eyes of everyone upstairs and downstairs were focused on Qinghong Gong.

Everyone saw that the whole body of this bow was flowing with cyan brilliance, and it was still in the category of a first-class bow and arrow weapon, but the aura contained in it even amazed the old Jindan monster in Tianzihao Yajian!

Ye Ling took a closer look and found that the bowstring of the Qinghong Bow was very strange, as if it was integrated with the Qinghong Bow. It was not like some high-grade or even top-grade bow and arrow instruments, where the bowstring was made of dragon tendons.

Among the monks downstairs, someone questioned: "Guizhai's inherited spiritual treasure, the Qinghong Bow, only has a bow and no arrows. Is it possible that there are so many rare treasures in Guizhai that it is not worthy of a few pots of spiritual arrows?"

The master of Qibao Zhai laughed loudly: "The Qinghong Bow is the most important treasure of this Zhai, and it naturally has its magical uses. Please pay attention!"

While speaking, the master of Qibao Palace held the Qinghong Bow in his hand and poured mana into it. Suddenly, green light flowed through the entire Qinghong Bow. The brilliance on the bow string flashed, and a long green arrow condensed out!

"The Green Rainbow Bow has such a wonderful effect!"

"It is indeed an inherited spiritual treasure, and it lives up to its reputation!"

The eyes of everyone looking at Qing Hong Gong became more and more intense.

Young Master Wu turned around and glanced warily at the monk in the moon-white satin gown in the elegant room of Huangzihao. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "These two Tiandan Immortal Sect disciples each bought fourth-level and fifth-level top-quality magic weapons. I’ve spent tens of thousands of spiritual stones, and I’m afraid I don’t have much left, haha! Or do you have some foresight? Do you have any spare money to bid for this treasure with me?”

The more Young Master Wu thought about it, the more proud he became, especially when he saw the face of the peach-clad woman next to Ye Ling clearly looking worried about gains and losses, which made him even happier.

At this time, the master of Qibao Zhai said loudly: "Everyone has seen that this inherited spirit treasure Qinghong Bow, although it only has the power of a first-class magic weapon now, as long as it is properly injected with spirit and tempered with spirit stones, it can be used forever. Advanced, you can even reach the seventh or eighth level of the best golden elixir stage magic weapon!"

The master of Qibao Zhai mainly told it to the two golden elixir old monsters in Tianzihao and Dizihao Yajian upstairs. After all, the top-quality magic weapons in the golden elixir stage are rarer than those in the foundation building stage, and this Qinghong bow has a body It is not difficult for the old monster to refine and advance the inherited spiritual treasure to the seventh level or above.

Master Wu couldn't wait to ask: "Master, what's the starting price of the Qinghong Bow? I'll wait for the bid!"

"The starting price is 80,000 spirit stones! The one with the highest bid will win." The master of Qibao Zhai said with a smile. As long as he can afford the price, he will sell it to anyone. If there are more bidders, he can often sell more spirit stones. .

The monks downstairs were in an uproar. Although they were prepared in advance, inheriting the spiritual treasure would definitely not be cheap, but it still exceeded their expectations.

Master Wu's face changed. He didn't have so many spiritual stones on his body. He hurried upstairs and borrowed money from a familiar monk based on the reputation of Wuji Fu Village on North Street.

In the Huangzihao elegant room, Yuzhu also frowned slightly and shook his head repeatedly: "It's too expensive! The starting price is only 80,000 spirit stones. Alas! It's a pity that 30,000 spirit stones bought the fire-patterned glazed lamp, and I didn't have the energy to bid for it. ”

Ye Ling nodded silently, without saying a word, looking around at the private rooms and the monks downstairs, waiting for their bids.

The old monsters from the Tianzi Yajian and the Dihao Yajian were silent for a moment. Finally, the old monster from the Dihao brand couldn't hold back his anger and shouted loudly: "I'm offering 85,000 spiritual stones!"

"Tianzihao, ninety thousand!"

In the private room of Tian Zi Hao, a low and indifferent voice came, followed by the price of Di Zi Hao, which was obviously an open challenge.

"One hundred thousand!" The old Jindan monster with the Dizi name said angrily, wishing he could kick open the wall and fight with the monks of the same level who competed with him with the Tianzi name.

"One hundred thousand!" Tianzihao's deep voice remained calm and calm, as if in his opinion, an inherited spiritual treasure like Qinghong Bow was worth it no matter how expensive it was.

Mr. Wu Shaodong, who was borrowing spiritual stones from everywhere, became more and more frightened as he listened. Every time there was an outcry from Tianzihao and Dizihao, his heart trembled.

When the old man with a local name called out 120,000 spirit stones, Master Wu Shaodong looked ashen and gave up completely. Even if someone he knew was willing to lend it to him, he couldn't afford to pay it back.

Young Master Wu had no choice but to comfort himself: "I will never compete with Senior Jin Dan for financial resources! Firstly, I can't compare with you, and secondly, I can avoid offending others. Wuji Fuzhuang still has to continue to operate, and we can't provoke such people. Strong people. I can't afford to offend anyone in Tianzihao or Dizihao. I'll just give it to them."

Even he couldn't participate in the bidding, not to mention the monks downstairs. Twenty of them bundled together couldn't collect so many spiritual stones. They just stayed to watch the fun. I wish I could have Tianzihao and Dizihao upstairs. The two golden elixir old monsters started fighting, and then their wish was granted.

In the elegant room of Tianzihao, the low and cold voice still made a calm bid: "Tianzihao, 130,000 spiritual stones."

The old man with a local name couldn't stop being angry. He smashed the table with his fist and said angrily: "I, Xuan Yushan Ji Lun, if you dare to fight with Ji to the end, please reward me with your name!"

The eyes of the monks upstairs and downstairs were all focused on the swordsman in blue who was named Tian Yajian. He looked younger than Ji Lun, the old weirdo, but the spiritual pressure he exuded was much stronger than Ji Lun. point.

"I am the elder of the Immortal Sect of the Golden Pavilion, Zheng Gaoyang." The sword cultivator in Qingyi with Tianzi name said indifferently.

The owner of Qibao Zhai was very happy and tried to make peace. He said with a smile: "It is an honor for the two Jindan Daoists to visit us! According to the rules of Tiandan City, private fighting is not allowed. Please calm down and don't hurt the harmony for the treasure. The highest bidder always wins at the auction. I will only sell to the highest bidder."

The old monster Ji Lun of Dizi suppressed his anger. In order to save face in front of a group of juniors and not to bring shame to the reputation of Xuanyu Mountain, he had to endure the pain and continue bidding: "Well, I bid 140,000 spirit stones! Zheng Laoer from Jinge Xianmen, if you have the ability, you can increase it! I want to see if you are willing to pay a high price."

"150,000!" Sword cultivator Zheng Gaoyang said very straightforwardly. As an elder of Jinge Xianmen, he naturally knows the goods.

Even Yuzhu in the Huangzi private room exclaimed: "I think this sword cultivator elder of the Jin Ge Xianmen is probably a master of refining. He dares to bid so hard, which means that the inherited spiritual treasure Qinghong Bow is definitely worth this price."

Ye Ling nodded and agreed.

The face of Ji Lun, the Jindan old monster of the Dizi private room, became extremely ferocious and terrifying. After several attempts of patience, he finally held back and stopped bidding.

The owner of Qibao Pavilion said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ji, don't you want to add a little? Good! This owner announces that the last treasure of this auction, Qinghong Bow, belongs to..."

Just then, a cold voice interrupted him and said coldly: "I bid 200,000!"

Everyone was shocked. This cold voice was so familiar! They turned around and looked at the young cultivator in the Huangzi private room wearing a moon-white satin long gown.

"Oh my god! Two hundred thousand spirit stones! Is this kid crazy? He's talking nonsense?"

"A mere second-level cultivator has two hundred thousand spirit stones. I don't believe it! Unless he is the son of a certain immortal family."

The second-generation disciples of Tiandan Xianmen downstairs all looked up at their fellow senior brother in the moon-white satin gown in the Huangzi No. 1 private room! They didn't come back to their senses for a long time. Even Zhou Minghui, the sixth son of the Zhou family, a descendant of the great immortal family in the capital of Wu State, might not have two hundred thousand spirit stones on him.

"What's the name of this fellow brother? He's so generous, he must be someone famous!"

"He's traveling with Senior Sister Liang Yuzhu, he must be from the lineage of Elder Liu of Dongzhu Lingshan, we can ask him when we go back, maybe he's really the eldest son of a certain immortal cultivation family."

"Yes, yes, after the auction is over, we have to go up and congratulate him, and get as close to this senior brother as possible!"

The most shocked person is Liang Yuzhu beside Ye Ling, she never thought that Junior Brother Ye was so rich, it seems that he is serious, he really has a lot of money!

Yuzhu quietly sent a telepathic message: "Junior brother, where did you get so many spirit stones? According to the tradition of our Dongzhu Lingshan, Master only advocates that only the strong can own the natural treasures. How many people did you rob?"

Ye Ling smiled calmly and said: "Junior brother went down the mountain to gain experience recently. He went on a long journey and was almost taken in as a puppet by a newly established sect. Junior brother simply robbed half of their sect!"

Yuzhu took a breath of cold air. Seeing that his junior brother was unwilling to elaborate, he did not ask more.

Ji Lun, the old monster in the Dizi elegant room, was angry about losing to Elder Zheng of the Jin Ge Xianmen of the Tianzi. When he heard that the Huangzi called out an incredible 200,000 spirit stones, Ji Lun was also stunned, and then he was ecstatic. He couldn't help but sneered at the Tianzi next door: "Zheng Laoer, listen to him, 200,000 spirit stones! Tsk tsk, this is like a connoisseur, Zheng Laoer, you take it! What? No spirit stones? Hahaha!"