"As soon as these ten spiritual medicines came on stage, I think all fellow Taoists understand what is next." Sun Donglin pointed to the tray in the hands of the five young cultivators and smiled loudly.

"Isn't it just the treasure appraisal process? Mr. Sun, let's start. This time, Mr. Li will definitely find good treasures!" A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes said aloud in the seat behind the quiet room where Miao Xiaomiao was.

Sun Donglin on the round platform bowed and said, "Then Sun congratulates the head of Li in advance to return with the treasure." Then he coughed lightly, pointed to the spiritual medicine on the tray beside him and said, "These ten spiritual medicines are divided into five batches for auction, and the starting price of each batch is 80 low-grade spiritual stones. Friends, it depends on your luck!"

As soon as Sun Donglin's words fell, the bidding sounds in the field were heard one after another.

"Brother, are you sure it is the fifth batch?" Liu Cun sent a message again.

Miao Xiaomiao moved her nose and said excitedly: "It's very certain that the spiritual medicine on the right side of the fifth batch is the Sanyang Yuan Flame Grass. If you take a picture, my second furnace of Sanyang Yuan Dan will be able to start refining!"

Now there are many auxiliary materials for Sanyang Yuandan in Miao Xiaomiao's storage space. If you can shoot the Sanyang Yuan Flame Grass and then refine the Sanyang Yuandan, then his alchemy attainments may rise further, which will be of great help to refining the foundation-building pill next.

Soon, the first four batches of spiritual medicine were swept away. When the fifth batch of spiritual medicines started to bid, Liu Cun coughed lightly and reported the number to Xiao Xiu beside him.

Xiao Xiu looked at Mu Qingyun and found that the latter did not mean to stop him. He flipped his palm and took out a token. The token was engraved with three large seal characters "Qianbaofang", and wisps of spiritual light flowed over the font.

After Xiao Xiu wrote the six-inch number above the token with paper instead of pen, Sun Donglin on the round platform was happy and said aloud: "The seniors in the three-story quiet room offered ninety spirit stones. Are there any fellow Taoist who wants to bid?"

As soon as his words fell, the scene was quiet. Sun Donglin was not angry. On the contrary, he was surprised. A predecessor from the Foundation Establishment Realm came to raise the price. It can be foreseen that the auction items will definitely be bid more intensely.

After three sounds, the fifth batch of elixirs were obtained by Miao Xiaomiao. Liu Cun did not go to check out the bill with Xiao Xiu. After all, he was a distinguished guest in the quiet room, so he could enjoy the privilege of checking out after the auction ended.

As Sun Donglin guessed, the price rose steadily from the sixth batch and soon exceeded the 100 spirit stone mark.

At this point, it is impossible to go up any further. After all, the market price of Sanyang Yuan Flame Grass is there.

The second auction item in the treasure appraisal process is some five elements materials. Because this is the territory of the Taishang Sword Sect, there are many cultivators who conceal the cultivation of cultivators, the five elements materials are extremely popular, and the price can almost rise to more than twice the starting price!

This made Miao Xiaomiao secretly amazed. He had not yet considered which kind of natal object to be sacrificed, so he did not need the five elements materials for the time being, so he did not participate in it.

Mu Qingyun was not very interested in these materials. In the Lingzang Palace in the Dayijianque School, only high-quality materials can be listed on the catalog for the disciples to choose from.

But the auction now is the middle-class materials of the first-class products, so I naturally don’t like them.

Some of these materials will be mixed with some human-level materials similar to them. What bidders value is these human-level materials, even medium-level materials, which can be worth a lot of spirit stones.

This is somewhat similar to identifying the Three Yang Yuan Flame Grass from the Five Elements Yuan Qi Grass. For them, they rely solely on luck and eyesight, and of course their sensitivity to breath.

After the materials, Sun Donglin clapped his hands, and a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining walked out of the secret door with a broken sword.

"Fellow Taoists, this long sword is a bit damaged and its spiritual power is still a bit slow, but its power is still comparable to that of the middle-grade magic weapon." Sun Donglin reached out and took out a talisman from his waist, and quietly activated it. He saw a black tiger stepping out from his mouth, and roaring in all directions.

"This is... a second-grade talisman, a tiger-eating talisman!" There are many people with broad vision on the field, and they were shocked when the two-meter-old black tiger appeared.

Sun Donglin pinched the magic trick and said with a smile: "No, it's the tiger-eating talisman, and the Taoist wiseness!"

After saying that, he winked at the monk holding the broken sword. The monk nodded slightly, held the sword in his right hand, pinched the sword with his spare left hand, and then said "Qi!"

The long sword buzzed and a harsh sound of sword chanting sounded. The sound was really unpleasant, as if it was rust, which made the monks under the field frown.

The next moment, the long sword carried the broken spirit light and slashed towards the two black tigers.

The black tiger's eyes were filled with blood, and he raised his head and sucked it with a big mouth. Invisible suction force emerged. In front of this second-grade tiger-eating talisman, cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining were still not enough to see it.

The monk turned pale and his body was about to move towards the tiger's mouth. But at this moment, the sword suddenly shook and actually broke free from the suction force out of thin air and slashed straight towards the neck of the two black tigers!

Before Zhang Erhei's black tiger could escape, it moved its claws and stepped forward to resist. After hearing a sour friction sound, Zhang Erhei's black tiger was swept back by a powerful force.

This scene shocked many monks. They opened their mouths and couldn't calm down for a long time. Even the sound of breathing sounded in the third floor quiet room.

Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed with a flash of inspiration, and then dimmed again, and returned to normal. Xiao Xiu, who was standing beside him, touched his head, not very clear whether Mu Qingyun was interested or not.

After Sun Donglin on the round platform put away the tiger-eating talisman, Xiao Xiu gritted his teeth, pinched the magic formula and condensed a water mirror.

The use of this technique consumes a huge amount of money, so not every auction item is displayed.

"This magic weapon has no name. According to our Qianbaofang Master, its current level is a low-level heavenly level."

"Even if you can gain the upper hand in front of the Tiger-Devouring Talisman, why are you just a low-level heavenly rank?"

"Here's a friend!" Sun Donglin nodded slightly at a young monk on the west side of the round platform with satisfaction, and said to himself: "This boy Sun is really a good person."

Then he grabbed the sword in his hand, stretched out his fingers and tapped it on the sword body. Then he saw a sound of the sword body, and then a mark appeared.

The monks off the field realized that this long sword could only be used for spiritual power and could not be used for physical attacks. But just as the booed sounds were everywhere, the marks on the sword flashed and slowly disappeared!
Chapter completed!