A female cultivator in a red dress walked up slowly, holding a black box in both hands, and stopped behind the old man.
Su Ziyan curiously swept his spiritual sense over there, but when it reached three inches away from the box, it was pushed away by an invisible force and could not get any closer.
Su Ziyan also sensed that there were several spiritual consciousnesses that were releasing spiritual consciousness like him, but like him, they were all pushed away by an invisible force three meters away from the black box.
But this did not make the monks angry, but aroused their greater interest, and they all looked at the box curiously.
Su Ziyan no longer used his spiritual sense to scan the area, but just watched quietly, waiting for the old man to reveal it.
The old man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and seeing that the cultivators around him were all interested, he no longer concealed his incompetence, stretched out his hand, made a hand gesture, and cast a spell on the box, unlocking the restriction, and then opened the lid of the box.
Inside the box, there was an orange, oval-shaped stone lying quietly, but inside it there was a vaguely cicada-like insect sealed.
The old man pointed to the oval stone in the box and said, "It's a gray worm. I don't think everyone knows that gray worms are a kind of precious medicine."
"If you refine it and other herbs into pills, it can increase the chances of a cultivator in the Qi training stage advancing." Seeing that many people's eyes were shining, the old man continued, "One gray bug, the starting price is fifty low-grade spirit stones, and you can start bidding now."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, many cultivators began to raise the price, and soon the price had reached 360 low-grade spirit stones.
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out, "Four hundred low-grade spirit stones!"
The entire auction hall suddenly fell silent, and then another monk began to raise the price, but it was much less than before. Not long after, the same voice was heard again.
After the price was raised to "five hundred spirit stones", no one raised the price for a long time.
Su Ziyan looked at the monk who made the bid and found that he was an old man wearing a gray Taoist robe.
Moreover, his cultivation had already reached the ninth level, yet he was not wearing a mask or a cloak.
Su Ziyan didn't know what he was thinking. Was it because he was strong enough to be fearless, or for some other reason? No one knew, but at this moment his face was full of tension.
The old man who was presiding over the auction called out three times, and after making sure that no one raised the price, he announced that the gray insect belonged to him.
The old man let out a breath and finally relaxed.
The old man who presided over the auction then started the auction of other magical tools and refining materials.
Su Ziyan watched quietly as the monks around him became extremely excited because of the auction of an item.
Although these items are not as valuable as the first one, they are still sought after by these monks.
Su Ziyan didn't do anything because he felt that these were of no use to him.
The items in his storage bag were much better than those here, so he did not take any action. It was boring to sit there, so he simply closed his eyes and rested. The cultivator in the attic who was suspected to be in the Condensation Vortex Stage also rarely took any action.
After a while, the auction of herbs started. Su Ziyan immediately became excited. As the herbs were taken out for auction one by one, Su Ziyan also made a few bids.
Of course, he would choose the herbs that he would need at the current stage or in the future.
It is also a preparation for the future, otherwise it will be a hassle to find herbs when I learn alchemy.
He didn't bid very often, but he would definitely get the herb every time he made a bid. However, it wouldn't be long before the herbs were gone, and he would start auctioning other things.
At this moment, Su Ziyan felt that several spiritual consciousnesses were beginning to notice him.
But Su Ziyan didn't care. Now that he was wearing a cloak and a mask, others could not detect him or recognize him.
So there is no need to be afraid of anything.
Finally, the auction of the finale item began soon.
The old man stood there, smiling and saying slowly, "Dear Taoist friends, the previous items have all been auctioned off. Now we will start auctioning the final treasure."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and three beautiful maids came up holding boxes.
But none of the monks present cared about the three female monks. They all stared at what the maids were holding in their hands.
There are two square boxes and one elongated box, both of which have strong restrictions placed on them.
The old man looked at everyone and said, "Okay, fellow Taoists, now let's start the auction of the first finale item."
He gestured to one of the maids to move forward a little, and then began to make some hand gestures and cast some spells on the box in the maid's hand.
Suddenly the restriction on the box disappeared, the old man gently opened the lid, and a burst of white mist poured out.
When the white mist dissipated, everyone could finally see clearly what was inside the box. It turned out to be three white oval objects.
Su Ziyan was just wondering when a cultivator beside him suddenly said, "Beast eggs!"
Then more monks exclaimed, they did not expect that there would be an auction of animal eggs in this auction.
As many people know, animal eggs are generally difficult to obtain because the mother animal usually guards them nearby.
The old man didn't say much, just quietly watched the people below discuss. After a long while, he slowly said, "Yes, fellow Taoists, these three are beast eggs, and they are live eggs. They are the eggs of a third-level monster black-spotted snake."
"Level 3 demon beasts, everyone knows that level 3 demon beasts are equivalent to cultivators in the Condensation Vortex Stage, so I don't need to tell you how precious they are, everyone knows that. Finally, I believe that you all know the role of beast eggs, so I won't say more. These three beast eggs are sold at the same time, 600 low-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 50 low-grade spirit stones."
The cultivators below were whispering to each other, and after a while some began to bid. Su Ziyan thought about it and finally decided not to bid, although the help of the monster could reduce the pressure during the fight.
However, cultivating a monster requires a lot of resources and enormous energy, so Su Ziyan does not intend to take action.
It would be better for him to use the time he spent training monsters to practice.
In the end, the price of the beast eggs had increased to 1,500 spirit stones, and the person who offered this price was a young female cultivator, whose cultivation had already reached the tenth level of Qi training.
But at this moment, her brows were furrowed, and she looked nervously at the three beast eggs in the box on the table, because the 1,500 spirit stones she offered were already her entire fortune.
If other monks made a move, then she would be helpless. Just like her, the monk who had just bid against her did not make another move either.
Suddenly, a strong voice came from the attic above, "One thousand six hundred spirit stones"
The monks below were also in an uproar, and they all said, "The monk in the Condensation Vortex Stage has finally made a move. This is going to be a good show to watch."
The female cultivator finally looked like she had failed in a duel with others. She sat dejectedly in her seat, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.
The female cultivator was also thinking at this time that it was not only because the other party had more spirit stones than her, but also because the other party's cultivation was higher than hers, so she had no choice but to give up.
Su Ziyan watched the development of the situation coldly.
After a while, another voice finally rang out, "Haha, Fellow Daoist Deng, why are you trying to snatch something from a junior? Are you losing your temper so quickly?"
"Hmph, Hei Laogui, don't make your words sound so nice. I, Deng, don't believe that the fellows present here are not interested in these three beast eggs. I am just throwing out a brick to attract jade, so that you will not be so calm." The powerful voice just now sounded again,
The monk who had just been called the Black Ghost just chuckled and said nothing.
But his silence did not mean that others would not speak. After a while, a seductive woman's voice came from another attic.
"Since Fellow Daoist Deng has said so, I will also play with you for a bit. I will offer you 1,700 Spirit Stones."
Then the Condensation Stage monks in the attic began to snatch things, and the Qi Refining Stage monks wanted to take action, but they were afraid of the oppression from the Condensation Stage monks, so they did not dare to.
After all, once they make a move, they will be targeted by several Ningxuan period monks, and they don't want to be remembered by Ningxuan period monks.
Moreover, he was afraid that he would be in danger of dying once he left this market.
The last three beast eggs were bought by the female cultivator with the seductive voice for 2,300 spirit stones.
When Su Ziyan saw this result, he didn't care much about it. He was not interested in beast eggs.
He didn't want to know who won the bid, he just watched the development of the situation quietly.
After the three beast eggs were traded, the old man on the stage began to speak again, "Dear Taoist friends, let's continue with the auction of the second finale item."
One of the female cultivators came up, and the old man opened the box in the same way. Inside was a weapon fragment, but it was still emitting a faint yellow light.
Everyone looked at him in confusion, then turned to look at the old man.
The old man saw that everyone was looking at him, coughed and said, "Do you wonder why this weapon is still emitting light? Now I will tell you, this is the fragment of a magic weapon, so the light is still shining now."
When everyone heard the word magic weapon, they were all shocked. This was a magic weapon that only cultivators above the Golden Core stage had the power to operate.
Those below the Golden Core stage are simply unable to control it, but now a fragment of a magic weapon has appeared here, and no one knows how this auction found this fragment of the magic weapon.
Su Ziyan just took a quick glance and closed his eyes to rest again.
Because he simply looked down upon the broken fragments of the flying sword magic weapon.
He had plenty of magic weapons in his storage bag, more than one, and they were all intact.
With Ming Daozi's cultivation level, he would not collect any inferior magic weapons, so it was normal for Su Ziyan to look down on the fragments of the magic weapon. He just closed his eyes and rested quietly.
Although Su Ziyan looked down on it, the others were a little crazy. After the old man said that the starting price of this magic weapon fragment was eight hundred spirit stones, the cultivators in the audience fiercely bid for it, and the cultivators in the Condensation Vortex Stage in the attic also rushed to grab it.
At this time, the Qi Condensation cultivators below didn't care whether the cultivation level of the Condensation cultivators above was higher than their own. They just wanted to get the fragment of the magic weapon, while Su Ziyan calmly watched their madness.