246 Bailing Xu Shencao

246 White Spirit Virtual God Grass

Mr. Duan sneered at Mo Jian, and sat at the front table in the auction hall with two other people.

The seasonal melons and fruits and exquisite pastries have been arranged on it, which is unique to the whole auction hall.

"Those are Mr. Duan, Hu and Hua San in the palace, the three major worshipers of the empire and the three most powerful people in the palace. The Sirius Auction Center has reserved a special seat for them, and no one else has it. Du Miao, who had been in the imperial capital for a period of time, explained in a low voice.

Mo Jian tilted his head slightly, and there was a coldness in his eyes. He had long guessed that Mr. Duan and others would probably come to buy their own cultivation materials. Looking at their aggressive appearance, it is obviously disgusting.

A quarter of an hour later, the auction officially began.

A white-faced, slightly thin middle-aged man walked to the stage slowly. His eyes are like lightning, and his eyes are like a lion. The aura was so great that he just walked normally, and the focus of the whole auction house was on him. This is Wen Baiyue, the boss of the Sirius Auction Center. Few ordinary people in the Three Imperial City have heard of his name, but he is famous among the upper-class practitioners, and even the Emperor Dongyuan respects him.

Intuition tells Mo Jian that this is a dangerous person. The same soul emperor's ninth-order cultivation, but the feeling brought to him is completely different from that of Mr. Duan. As soon as he appeared, the focus of the crowd fell on him. This was not his deliberate display, but his profound and unique way of cultivation, which changed the breath and rhythm of operation in a small range, which was obviously different from the rest of the place, and ordinary people could not detect it at all, which made everyone's focus on him. .

The auction has always been hosted by Wen Baiyue.

Wen Baiyue stood there, followed by two girls in red behind her. Xue Liang's eyes quickly glanced around everyone. When he saw Du Miao, his eyes obviously showed a trace of surprise. Then he opened his mouth to speak.

"Welcome to the auction this month. Wen Baiyue greets you first!" First, he bent down slightly and saluted. Wen Baiyue said, "Most of the friends here and Wen are acquaintances. Wen, a new friend, naturally welcomes him infinitely. As usual, let's use our extra words and extra strength to fight for treasures, and Wen won't talk nonsense!"

Wen Baiyue clapped his hands gently, and a group of girls fished in with disks covered with red cloth in their hands. A total of 11 sets. When they retreated, the two girls in red behind them lifted the red cloth on them, and a cold light came out.

Mo Jian was stunned. In the eleven disks, it turned out to be the sixth-order soul weapon he sold to the Dongyuan Chamber of Commerce not long ago, but the first two were missing.

In the idea of worshipping the moon, Mo Jian's thirteenth sixth-order soul weapon, a four-foot-long cyan sword, glittered all over his body and floated into his hand. He stretched out his finger and made a clear sound, like the sound of a dragon.

Seeing here, in addition to Mo Jian and Du Miao, 74 people in the auction hall exclaimed.

Wen Baiyue said slowly, "This is the most perfect sixth-order soul weapon I have ever seen. Perfect refining method, perfect prohibition and condensation, from top to bottom, you can't find even a little flaw. Its power is even stronger than some seventh-order soul weapons! Wen won't say anything superfluous. A total of 11 sixth-order soul weapons without any flaws will be auctioned together. You must know what eleven perfect sixth-order soul weapons mean if they are obtained by any family. The starting price is 35 billion soul stones, and each price increase is not less than 1 billion soul stones. It depends on who is so cruel!"

As he spoke, Wen Baiyue's meaningful eyes paused on Mo Jian for two seconds. Obviously, he knew that these soul weapons were made by Mo Jian.

Mo Jian was stunned again.

He successively refined 13 sixth-order soul weapons and obtained a total of 23 billion soul stones in the Dongyuan Chamber of Commerce. When these things fell into the Sirius auction center and two pieces were missing, the price actually climbed to 35 billion.

And this is still the reserve price.

"3 billion!"

"3 billion!"

"380 billion!"

More than 90% of the remaining 74 people in the hall are strong soul emperors. And the sixth-order soul weapon in Wen Baiyue's hand is indeed in a perfect situation as he said. Especially if eleven pieces are sold together, even if the Dongyuan royal family gets it, its strength can be improved. For a while, there were many bids, but in just a few minutes, the price came to more than 40 billion.

Mr. Duan and the three did not participate in the bidding. The Dongyuan Chamber of Commerce is one of the industries of the Dongyuan Empire. If the royal family needs it, it will not be transferred to the Sirius Auction Center.

Mo Jian is happy and sad. The soul weapon made by myself is so valuable, which is naturally the cause of great joy. I only got 230 billion, and I felt very uncomfortable.

In the end, eleven soul weapons were picked by the strong soul emperor who claimed to be Niu at a high price of 36 billion yuan. Although Mo Jian did not recognize this person, he also knew that most of them came from the Beast Sect. The four families of beasts, cattle and horses, and the high-level strong man surnamed Niu in the world has never heard of it.

Soon, another jade plate came up, with a foot long, gray-white grass lying in it.

Mo Jian's eyes lit up. This is exactly what he needs, the spiritual treasure of the soul.

When you reach the high level of the soul emperor, you must use these mysterious things nurtured by heaven and earth to refine your soul, otherwise even the ninth-order elixir will be of no use. Because of this, the value of these spiritual things is getting higher and higher. After all, almost all soul emperors need it. Fortunately, there are many kinds of useful spiritual objects. Deep Sea Daze, mountain plains, and many beautiful places will grow out, and even some ninth-order growers will cultivate themselves. Although the success rate is not high, there are many successful examples.

Wen Baiyue said lightly: "The white spirit virtual god grass, the soul refining thing, starts at 2 billion soul stones, and the price increase each time is not less than 200 million!"

"2 billion!"

"2.5 billion!"

"Third billion!"

Almost all the soul emperors in the auction hall began to shout. The reason why the Sirius Auction Center is so famous is that these spiritual treasures will appear in almost every auction, and there is more than one. When a place can meet the needs of many strong soul emperors, it is difficult to think about it.

"3 billion!" Mo Jian finally shouted for the price.

Without thinking about it, Mr. Duan, who had been closing his mouth tightly, said, "Although this white spirit virtual grass is useless, it is not bad to take a picture and put it on his body! Four billion!"

At sight of Mr. Duan participating in the auction, half of the people in an instant closed their mouths and dared not compete with him.

"4 billion!" Mo Jian frowned.

"Fifty billion!" Mr. Duan sneered and looked at Mo Jian with provocative eyes, looking like an old man to see what price you can afford.

Everyone present recognized Mo Jian. Mr. Duan's style, everyone soon understood that this was his revenge for being humiliated by Mo Jian. Although he is very attached to Bai Lingxu Shencao, he can't offend Mr. Duan for it. For a while, the whole auction hall was quiet, and no one participated in the bidding. Everyone's eyes fell on Mr. Mo Jian and Mr. Duan, knowing that this time there must be lively and good.

Mo Jian's eyes flashed and said in a low voice, "512 billion!"

"Fight with me? It has been worshipped by the Dongyuan Empire for more than a thousand years. There is nothing, but hundreds of billions of soul stones have been saved. I'd like to show you who has more soul stones! Six billion!" Mr. Duan snorted coldly.

Mo Jian gritted his teeth secretly. He has 23 billion soul stones, which were previously lost to Du Yipin, but now there are only 22 billion left. These soul stones originally planned to buy soul refining objects for themselves, and also want to treat Qing Zen's spiritual flowers, snow elf shellfish and other things. According to the current situation, it seems difficult.

"Do you want to argue with me?" Mo Jian stared at Mr. Duan coldly.

Mr. Duan laughed and said, "What's there to argue with you? Whoever disputes with Mr. Ben, Mr. Ben will argue with whomever he will. Mo Jian, I'm not aiming at you, hahahaha..."