Chapter 1140

Hua Ziling is speechless for a while. She guesses that Shen Lang's family is rich, but she doesn't think this guy can be a local hero to this extent.

The old man in the black robe on the second floor of Yajian was not willing, but he was not a spiritual monk, so it was not worth making another bid.

"300 in case, twice, three times! OK, the Wulong sword belongs to this white Taoist friend. " The girl who presided over the auction announced with a smile on her face.

Shen Lang successfully bought the Wulong sword.

In fact, it's not a loss to spend 3 million five elements spirit stone to buy this middle-class magic weapon flying sword. Shen Lang has the Yin spirit root in his body, which can fully wield the greatest power to this Wulong sword in wartime.

Although he has many magic weapons, only one white green mountain can be used as the best one. Now with this Oolong sword and his pure Yang Sword formula, the combat power should increase a lot.

People sighed for a while, and their eyes more or less stayed on Shen Lang for a moment.

Shen Lang can't keep a low profile. He doesn't care. Even if there are people who don't have long eyes on themselves, they can easily handle it with their own strength.

The auction will continue.

The first treasure stirred up the atmosphere of the auction, and the second treasure was a little common. It was an alchemy furnace named "red flame pill furnace", which had a certain addition to the success rate of refining pills.

Shen Lang doesn't need to make pills for the time being, and feels that the quality of this pill stove is a little low, so there is no bidding.

The basic people who participated in the bidding were alchemists, who finally sold 300000 Lingjing.

The auction lasted for half an hour. There were many kinds of treasures, such as pills, magic weapons and some rare utensils. Shen Lang's eyes are too high, and these things are useless, so he has never tried again.

Except for the first Wulong sword, there is no middle-class magic weapon in the back.

The hostess introduced the auction items on the exhibition stand, and the atmosphere in the hall was also very hot. Many friars bid, and even some friars fight for a treasure.

Until the 11th treasure was sold, the girl said solemnly, "next is the last treasure of this auction, which is also the most precious treasure. It will never let you down!"

As soon as the words came out, the hall became quiet.

Soon, a maid came out from the right side of the booth, holding a blue jade box carefully, and put it in front of the booth.

The girl opened the jade box, and a strange smell of herbs swept the whole auction hall. Just smell it and you will be refreshed!

The jade box contains a milky white ginseng, which is as warm as jade and emits dazzling brilliance and threatening aura.

Shen waves spread so far apart that they could smell the fragrance of herbs from the white ginseng.

The girl explained: "you should all know that Lingshen is the king of all herbs. The last treasure is the 800 year "Zhiyang Lingshen"! This spirit ginseng can be used to make pills or take directly. It can greatly improve the accomplishments of the monks in the foundation period! "

As soon as the words came out, the meeting room exploded.

Eight hundred years of Lingshen, medicinal value is equivalent to two thousand years of ordinary lingcao! This is the dream of the foundation building monks.

With the growth of the year, the medicinal power of the spirit grass doubles. The general spirit grass of millennia has a great effect on the friars in the foundation period, but the spirit grass of millennia is too precious and the price is extremely high.

And the effect of two thousand year spirit grass is five or six times stronger than that of one thousand year spirit grass!

Maybe the monk who has been stuck in the bottleneck of the middle stage of foundation building can break through the later stage of foundation building successfully after taking this zhiyanglingshen.

This kind of thing that can be cultivated directly is more valuable than anything!

"The price of this Zhiyang Lingshen stone starts from 1 million and five elements, and the price increase is no less than 50000 each time. You are welcome to bid." The hostess said with a smile.

"A million!" In the elegant room in the middle of the second floor, a lazy voice came.

The master of the voice is Prince Lei Shuai.

Your Royal Highness has even offered!

All the people in the auction hall were shocked. The monks who were trying to bid seemed to have been thrown a basin of cold water in an instant. They were silent and dare not bid again.

In the elegant room in the middle of the second floor, a guard elder respectfully said: "Your Highness Prince, the effect of this Lingshen should be good. Your accomplishments are just stuck in the bottleneck of the middle stage of foundation building. Maybe you can break through the realm with this spirit ginseng. "

"Well, this auction is a little interesting. The prince didn't come in vain." Lei Shuai laughs.

The hostess was surprised for a moment, then coughed and said: "if no one continues to bid, Lingshen will belong to his royal highness."

There was a strange silence in the meeting room.

Who dares to rob the prince's highness? Isn't that looking for death?

The hostess knew that the ten thousand treasure pavilion was sheltered by Tianlei palace. Since the Prince wanted the ginseng, they could only offer it at the base price.

Originally, Zhiyang Lingshen, which could buy at least 56 million five element Lingshi, can only be sold at a base price of 1 million. The wanbaoge lost a lot, but there is no way. Who let the other side be the prince.

"One hundred in case, two times, three..."

Before the hostess finished speaking, a voice came from the hall on the first floor.

"1.1 million!"

Cried Shen Lang.

The friar took a breath of cold air.

Shit, someone really dares to bid with the prince, isn't he too brave?

"Hello, Shen. Would you die if you kept a low profile? Why bother the prince with a herb? " The flower purple spirit on one side hurriedly preached.

"No, I have to get it." Shen Lang's face was solemn, he explained.

Zhiyang Lingshen is also recorded in the Qianyuan records of emperor Xuandi. On the other hand, it is capable of intensive learning. Most importantly, it is rich in the power of Zhiyang.

Although it's only 800 years old, it's more effective than buying a lot of Tiancai and Dibao.

The hostess was shocked for a moment, and then said: "one 1.1 million! "

"Well?" Seeing that someone dared to bid with him, Lei Shuai's face sank and snorted: "1.2 million!"

"1.5 million!" Shen Lang tit for tat, shouting loudly.

"I, fuck, a bastard, dare to bid with the prince? I'm dying! " Lei Shuai is furious and his face is black like the bottom of a pot.

Seeing that Shen Lang didn't stop to ask for price, Lei Shuai felt insulted.

"Prince, do you want me to warn that bastard?" A guard at the later stage of foundation construction came to ask for instructions.

"Warning? It's too cheap for him. The prince wants him to know what's wrong with me! " Lei Shuai's face was sullen.

Because of the name of the son of emperor Lei, Lei Shuai always calls the wind and the rain in Leicheng on this day. No one dares to oppose him. Over time, he has developed a high character and never allows anyone to offend his authority.

After Shen Lang called out 1.5 million yuan, Lei Shuai didn't ask for another price.

In his eyes, this boy will soon be a dead man!