Journey To Longevity

"The phantom dust needle, a complete set of second-tier medium-grade instruments, has a base price of 700 spirit stones."

After the host showed this set of second-order middle-grade magical artifacts to everyone, he announced the name and reserve price of this set of magical artifacts.

After Zhang Shiping heard the price, the base price was 700 Lingshi, which made his heart beat faster, the price was too low.

But Zhang Shiping also knew that this was just a reserve price. As soon as the host finished quoting the price, the foundation-builder monks in the cubicle bid one after another.

"Eight hundred spirit stones."

"Nine hundred."

"One thousand one hundred spirit stones." Zhang Shiping couldn't sit still after hearing the other foundation-builder cultivators call out one thousand spirit stones, and followed up with a price.

"One thousand three hundred."

"Fifteen hundred."

...

"Twenty-five hundred dollars."

Zhang Shiping originally wanted to continue bidding, but he saw that those foundation-building cultivators didn't intend to stop at all, and immediately called up the price, so he didn't continue to add fuel to the fire.

After reaching more than 2,000 spirit stones, there were more than a dozen foundation cultivators in the cubicle who still called the price up to 3,000 spirit stones at a rate of one or two hundred.

When the price of the Phantom Dust Needle had reached three thousand, there were still five or six people bidding, but the price gradually slowed down, and the host asked loudly to the many Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Is there any fellow daoist who bids. This set of phantom dust needles is from the forging master Hongye Zhenren, and its power is extraordinary. If you fellow daoists want to find such a complete set of mother-in-law needles, it will not be so easy. "

The real person is one of the respectful titles for Jindan monks. Zhang Shiping has also heard of Hongye real person's name. It is rumored that he can forge a fourth-order magic weapon. Forging skills with one hand, he will be regarded as a guest of honor wherever he goes.

This set of phantom dust needles was forged by Daoist Hongye, and it had already been written on the jade slips. The Foundation Establishment cultivators present knew the jade slips, so what the host said did not arouse too much surprise from everyone.

Zhang Shiping looked at the price and thought about it in his heart. He tried to call another price, "Three thousand and one hundred spirit stones."

Originally, the monks in "Jiazi", "Jiaren", "Bingshen" and other compartments kept bidding, chasing after each other. When they heard that another monk joined in, they suddenly stopped.

A monk with a gray mask in the "Jiazi" compartment snorted coldly, "Three thousand one hundred and one spirit stones."

When Zhang Shiping heard that the other party made such an offer, he only pressed himself for a piece of spirit stone. He was also very unhappy, but Zhang Shiping didn't go back directly. After living for more than 30 years, he always thought things over before and after things habitually, and didn't fight for a moment. gas.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping didn't continue to bid and was stopped by himself, the monk with the gray mask couldn't help but feel a little proud.

When the other people heard the price, they stopped tacitly and did not follow up.

The host on the high platform frowned, and immediately opened it again. After waiting for a while, seeing no one bid, he knocked a gong. After waiting for a few breaths, the second gong sounded "boom".

Zhang Shiping in the cubicle tapped his fingers on the table, adjusted his mentality, and was thinking rationally.

This set of Phantom Dust Needles is a second-tier middle-grade product. If you count the complete set and the scarcity of the needle-shaped magic weapon, the current price of 3,101 spirit stones is far below it. the highest price. Zhang Shiping felt that he could bid for this set of phantom dust needles, but he wanted to wait for others to come out first. With so many people present, some people couldn't help it.

If this set of magic tools is sold at this price, Zhang Shiping reckons that Hongyue Tower will not agree, at least they will raise the price up.

As for the monk whose bidding price only lowered one of his spirit stones, Zhang Shiping didn't know if the other party really had such a temperament, or if he did so on purpose.

But no matter what the other party is, if I get on my head, those two people will raise the price because of their emotions, and this kind of thing will inevitably become a joke for everyone present.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Shiping did not continue to bid, and the monks in the two compartments of "Jiaren" and "Bingshen" saw that the third hammer was about to go down.

Bids were quoted for the two rooms at the same time.

"Three thousand two hundred."

"Three thousand three hundred."

"3,300 spirit stones, 3,300 spirit stones, is there any higher one?" The host on the high platform spoke loudly.

"Three thousand three hundred and one yuan." The cultivator who had lowered Zhang Shiping's price just now spoke again.

"Three thousand four hundred."

"Three thousand four hundred and one yuan."

"Three thousand eight hundred."

"Three thousand eight hundred and one yuan."

"You." The monk in the 'Bingshen' compartment was furious, and directly exuded his spiritual consciousness. Zhang Shiping felt the surging spiritual consciousness in the building, showing a cautious expression. There is a late foundation establishment stage, maybe it is a fake alchemy monk.

"You, you, you, if you can't afford it, don't talk." However, the gray masked monk in the 'Jiazi' compartment also burst out a spiritual pressure of the late stage of foundation establishment, and then burst out with comparable spiritual consciousness.

The two collided together in the air, and Zhang Shiping felt a sudden thick feeling in the air. As the two strands of consciousness collided, there were several "bang bang" sounds, and neither of them took advantage of it for a while.

As the two monks 'Jiazi' and 'Bingshen' clashed with each other, neither Zhang Shiping nor the monk in the compartment of 'Jiaren' stopped bidding. Zhang Shiping was apprehensive, fearing that if he had the money to buy this magic weapon, it would be useless.

Moreover, the price of 3,800 yuan for this set of phantom dust needles is also inflated by 100 to 200 spirit stones, so Zhang Shiping wisely chose to give up.

But after the monk in the 'Bingshen' cubicle withdrew his consciousness, like Zhang Shiping, he unexpectedly didn't make another sound, as if he planned to give up this set of phantom dust needles, which surprised Zhang Shiping .

Zhang Shiping originally thought that if the two of them fought, would Hongyuelou come out to stop it.

It's a pity that we can't see this scene, Zhang Shiping feels a little pity in his heart.

"Boom boom boom"

And on the high platform, as the host dropped the wooden hammer for the third time, the gong sounded, which meant that this set of phantom dust needles had been taken down by the cultivators in the 'Jiazi' compartment.

Soon, a maidservant in colorful clothes brought up the brocade box. In the compartment, after the monk with the gray mask paid for the spirit stone, he took out his flying magic weapon and flew down from the compartment in a fair manner. On, slowly fly away from the gate.

Then Zhang Shiping saw that from the compartment, two monks immediately drove the flying magic weapon to follow behind, and quickly flew out of the ninth floor.

One of these two people is the cultivator in the 'Bingshen' compartment with strong spiritual sense from before, and the other one did not make a sound before, and it seems that he is also a cultivator who wants to join in the fun. The cultivation base is extremely confident, and he is sure that he can get a share of the pie.

Zhang Shiping watched the three of them fly out back and forth, but there was no reaction from Hongyuelou.

As long as the monks present don't choose to fight directly in the Red Moon Tower, it will be fine. The host on the high platform did not make a sound, apparently acquiescing to the presence of the Foundation Establishment monks who could leave at any time.

Regarding the practice of the Red Moon Tower, the foundation-building cultivators who have been here several times know that the three who went out have come to participate several times. They are very clear about the rules of the Red Moon Tower, so they left so simply.

And because Zhang Shiping came here for the first time, he was a little surprised by Hongyuelou's approach, but when he thought about it in his mind, he immediately understood Hongyuelou's attitude.

This kind of behemoth with footprints all over Nanzhou, they only auction or trade, as long as they don't really fight in their shop, they don't care about any grievances and grievances of the monks present, and let everyone solve it by themselves.

After the backs of the three disappeared from the field of vision, Zhang Shiping looked away. Now this secret shop auction has just started, and there are several items in it that he is very interested in.

As for those three people, whether they are dead or alive has nothing to do with me.

As time passed, the Hongyuelou took out forty or fifty treasures one after another.

Everyone present didn't care about the matter of the three people before, and this matter has nothing to do with them.

What attracted them now was the treasures present. Zhang Shiping spent 1,400 spirit stones to buy a second-tier low-grade defensive magic weapon and didn't make any more moves.