Taiyifang City, Taiyuanfang city. A large auction is being held on the first floor.
A tall, thin, middle-aged man was standing on a four corner platform, surrounded by thousands of wooden chairs. There were many monks standing, and there were elegant rooms upstairs.
Wang Changfeng and Wang Mingjiang sat in the front position, Wang Mingjiang frowned tightly.
The auction has already started for a quarter of an hour, and many good things have appeared, such as complete sets of magic weapons, second-order pills, second-order elixirs and so on.
After taking away a bottle of second-order elixir, the middle-aged man took out a blue porcelain bottle and said in a loud voice: "a bottle of second-order top-grade spirit liquid can strengthen the spirit liquid. This spirit liquid can be taken raw. Monks below the sixth floor of the building base can increase their spirit consciousness by one third. The effect is much better than the nourishing spirit pill. The base price is 1000 spirit stones, and the increase should not be less than 200 each time." Top grade
as soon as the middle-aged man''s voice fell, Wang Mingjiang couldn''t wait to say, "three thousand."
There are not many spirit stones on him, so he can only raise the price as much as possible to scare off other bidders.
"I''ll give you three thousand two."
The stronger the immortal''s divine sense, the more magic weapons he can control, and he can gain a lot of advantage against the enemy.
"Three thousand four."
Wang Mingjiang frowned and said to Wang Changfeng, "Changfeng, how many spirit stones do you have? Lend me everything and I''ll pay you back later. "
Wang Changfeng thought about it and said, "there are more than 300 pieces of spirit stones. If you sell the monster materials, there are 1500 pieces of spirit stones that you can borrow."
"Five thousand."
"Five thousand two!"
"Five thousand four!"
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Wang Mingjiang and Wang Changfeng don''t have five thousand spirit stones. The second-class puppet beast is seriously damaged and has been scrapped. Unless they sell all the magic tools they use, it''s obvious that they don''t lack spirit stones.
Wang Mingjiang clenched his teeth, pondered for a moment, and sighed.
This bottle of Zhuangshen liquid was finally taken away by a nun in a blue dress at a high price of 6000 spirit stones.
Wang Mingjiang''s eyes flashed a bit of cold light quickly. He stayed in the third floor of Zhuji for more than 30 years. In order to cultivate himself, he left his young son behind and didn''t go back home for more than 20 years. He was not reconciled and didn''t want to go back. Wang Changfeng was already in the fifth floor of Zhuji, and his uncle was still in the third floor of Zhuji, which was a shame.
Wang Mingjiang has been stuck in the third floor of the foundation for more than 30 years. Because his divine sense is not strong enough, he wants to improve his skills. Now he can hardly see the hope of breakthrough, so he will not let it go.
"Wang Mingjiang, you can''t do this. If there is a first time, there will be a second time, and eventually you will be dragged into the abyss."
Wang Mingjiang''s heart is struggling. He thinks that he is not a gentleman, nor an evil cultivator who kills innocent people indiscriminately.
He can live without killing people and plundering treasures. However, it will take him seven or eight years to improve his skills. In addition, it has taken him more than 50 years to practice kuishui Sutra. That is to say, he has wasted 50 years to improve his skills. This is a taboo in the field of cultivating immortals. He can''t stand this fact.
"Kill her, zhuangshenye is mine, so I don''t have to change my skill."
When the idea appeared in his mind, it couldn''t go away.
Wang Mingjiang took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He wanted to kill the girl, but he had to plan carefully.
The auction is still going on. Wang Mingjiang''s mind is all about the nuns who auction Zhuang Shenye. Until the end of the auction and the monks leave the venue one after another, he knows that the auction is over.
"Uncle 21, the auction is over. Let''s go!"
Wang Changfeng shook Wang Mingjiang''s shoulder and said.
Wang Mingjiang answered, quietly following the green skirt nun.
Wang Changfeng seems to be aware of something, a frown, did not say anything.
After leaving the auction venue, the green skirt nun went to a teahouse and walked into an elegant room on the second floor.
Wang Mingjiang and Wang Changfeng are sitting on the second floor by the window. Wang Mingjiang''s eyes are fixed on the elegant room where the green skirt nun is.
"Uncle 21, what do you want to do? Don''t do anything stupid
Wang Changfeng reminds us that it''s stupid to kill people under the nose of taiyixian.
"Changfeng, since you call me uncle to help me, you know, I have been staying in the third floor of Zhuji for more than 30 years. Do you know how painful I am?"
Wang Mingjiang looks serious and replies.
Wang Changfeng hesitated, not to mention whether they could succeed. Once he did this, Taiyuanfang city could not stay. He didn''t want to leave Taiyuanfang city. He also wanted to practice in Taiyuanfang city to the ninth floor of Zhuji!
"Changfeng, if you don''t want to help, forget it. I''ll kill this man. I''ve been staying in the third floor of the building foundation for more than 30 years. If I change my skills, I''ve wasted 50 years. I won''t change my skills!"
Wang Mingjiang''s tone was a little heavy, and his eyes were full of firmness.Wang Changfeng looks hesitant. Over the years, he and Wang Mingjiang hunt monsters together and support each other. Although they are uncles and nephews, they are more affectionate than father and son. Wang Mingjiang talks about it all. If he doesn''t help, he can''t face Wang Mingjiang in the future.
"All right! I''ll help you, but only for this one time. Don''t let her find out. "
Wang Changfeng agreed to come down.
Qingskirt nun Xiu built the fourth floor of the foundation. Together, they had a better grasp of it.
Before long, two nuns of Taiyi fairy gate came up and walked into the elegant room where the nun of qingskirt was.
Seeing this scene, Wang Mingjiang and Wang Changfeng looked at each other.
If the disciples of taiyixianmen were with them, they wouldn''t dare to do it.
"Let''s see first. Maybe they''re just chatting over tea."
Wang Mingjiang comforted himself.
"What if they''re with us?"
Wang Mingjiang pondered for a moment, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Zhao Sha, the highest of them is to build four floors of foundation."
He had been dazzled by greed and could not stop halfway.
Wang Changfeng hears the speech and sighs in his heart. Wang Mingjiang is determined to kill and seize the treasure. If he doesn''t help him, Wang Mingjiang will be more or less.
"Forget it, the family doesn''t talk to each other. Help Uncle 21 once!"
Before long, the three women in the green skirt came out of the elegant room. Their faces were full of joy, and they walked downstairs together.
Wang Changfeng stood up and followed him.
"Excuse me, please."
Wang Changfeng''s pace is relatively fast, while quickly moving forward, while shouting.
After hearing this, the three nuns went to the left one after another. The stairway was a little narrow. Wang Changfeng and the green skirt woman passed by. What no one saw was that his left hand dropped and some light white powder was sprinkled on the trouser legs of the green skirt nun.
He walked quickly down the stairs and went straight outside. It seemed that there was something urgent.
Green skirt women three people did not find abnormal, talking and laughing toward the outside.