Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 93 The Gap
The venue was quiet.

"23 middle-grade spirit stones, are there any other bidders?"

Hong Qing's voice fell, but no one raised the price for a while.

Fu Yu clicked his tongue secretly, exchanging a middle-grade spirit stone for 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, a price increase of 200 middle-grade spirit stones would be [-] million low-grade spirit stones.

In the box on the third floor, Ruan Ning frowned.

She came from a good background and worked hard herself. If there is anything that can't compare to others, it is the aptitude of Linggen.

Although Shuang Linggen is considered a rare qualification, it is naturally far from Shan Linggen. She was really pleasantly surprised that she was able to meet the spirit-cleaning grass at this auction today, but it seems that the spirit-cleaning grass is not so good. Handy.

23 middle-grade spirit stones is not something she can't get out. Ever since the old ancestor Yuxiu Zhenjun valued her as a disciple, almost all family resources have been tilted towards her. Over the past ten years, she has accumulated a lot of wealth, but more than 20 Wan Zhongpin Lingshi could almost empty her storage bag.

No, I must get this Spirit Washing Grass!

Ruan Ning gritted his teeth and raised the price: "23 middle-grade spirit stones!"

The person who had bid with Ruan Ning before was silent and seemed to have given up.

Just when everyone thought that the ownership of the spirit-washing grass had been decided, a strange voice came from a box on the fourth floor, and the voice was a bit lazy: "25 middle-grade spirit stones."

Ruan Ning, who had thought that the Spirit Washing Grass was about to get his hands, heard the bidder appearing in the sky. One couldn't hold back, and his consciousness swept over to follow the voice, but was savagely blocked back.

"Well"

Ruan Ning snorted lightly, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Junior Sister Ruan, you-"

This time, the Yuanying elders of the Yaoguang did not come to participate in the auction together. Ruan Ning came with the same sect in the sect. Now that Ruan Ning looked wrong, the sects looked at her worriedly.

Ruan Ning is the descendant of Zongmen Yuxiu Zhenjun. She has been adopted by Zhenjun as a family since childhood. Because of her temperament, Zongmen disciples, whether they know or not, have heard of some of them. So strong.

Ruan Ning ignored the concerns of her fellow senior brothers. She was ruthlessly blocked by her spiritual sense before she could see the convenience. It was unexpected that the other party had a cultivation base higher than her and could carry hundreds of thousands of mid-grade spirit stones with her. , I don't think it's an idle person.

But how could she be willing to let her miss the Spirit Washing Grass so helplessly?

"Ruan Ning, fellow Yaoguang, this Spirit Washing Grass is very meaningful to me, and I would like to ask fellow Daoists to give me some thin noodles."

Unexpectedly, the female nun on the opposite side said this. Sikong Zhao in the box was stunned for a moment. He had just woken up and was not fully awake, but there was a little doubt on his face. He naturally knew about Yaoguang and the others, but Ruan Ning...

He turned his head to look at his fellow disciple beside him, and when he saw the other person shaking his head, he replied in puzzlement, "Who is Ruan Ning, I've never heard of it."

Someone in the audience couldn't help laughing.

Fu Yu curiously asked Donnie Yen who was sitting on the right: "Is Ruan Ning famous?"

Otherwise, where would the confidence come from?

Donnie Yen's expression was a little puzzled, and he shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"you!"

Ruan Ning stared fiercely in the opposite direction, her expression wishing she could pierce the other side through the wall.

Thinking of washing the spirit grass, she suppressed her anger. Although her voice was stiff, she managed to control her tone: "The tutor is the Jade Sleeve True Monarch of Yaoguang Sect."

Hearing the women in the box reporting their inheritance, many people present suddenly realized that they were the disciples of True Monarch Yuxiu.

Although the world of immortality is unusual, women do not have many dogmatic restrictions, but high-level female monks are not common, and Yuanying Zhenjun is even more phoenix water chestnut.

The two female disciples of the same generation in Yaoguang Sect had advanced to Nascent Soul successively, but they caused a sensation and envy other sects. Many people had heard of the names of True Monarch Yuxiu and True Monarch Lingfeng.

In particular, Zhenjun Lingfeng is said to be in the form of an immortal, and everyone who has seen her is fascinated by her peerless beauty.

Ruan Ning moved out the name of the master, thinking that the other party would retreat in spite of difficulties, but he heard the other party's "Oh", and then there was no sound.

The other party's reaction was completely beyond her expectations. Usually, whether it is to report the name of the sect or the master, the other party will always give a little face. Don't the person on the opposite side know that Yaoguangmen is one of the four major sects and is not afraid of offending. Yuan Ying Zhenjun?

Or is it that the other party has nothing to fear, and is really not afraid of offending himself...

Hongqing paused for a while, seeing that no one was making any more quotations, she had to confirm it: "Wash the spirit grass, and offer 25 middle-grade spirit stones once."

Ruan Ning bit her lip, but she really didn't have that many spiritual stones on her body, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on her fellow senior brother.

"Senior brother, may you borrow some spirit stones for me in an emergency?"

Seeing that no one continued to quote, Hong Qing's voice was unhurried: "25 middle-grade spirit stones, is there anyone else to quote?"

"Junior Sister Ruan, the price of 25 middle-grade spirit stones is already too high."

This was a veiled rejection. Ruan Ning's face was even more ugly, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

"25 medium-grade spirit stones have been sold, congratulations to fellow daoists on the fourth floor!"

Hong Qing's voice came, and the dust settled.

Ruan Ning had a dark face, hurriedly slammed the door and walked out.

Leaving a few fellows looking at each other, they had to chase them out.

This auction would make Fu Yu, who originally thought she was relatively wealthy, a little discouraged. Except for the first piece of spiritual tea, the subsequent auction items were all the spiritual stones that she could not afford.

What made her even more aware was that there are still people who spend tens of millions of spirit stones to buy and scramble for a spirit grass. Although it is a treasure that can wash away the spirit roots, it is too expensive... For the first time, Fu Yu realized that poverty has become a problem. limited her imagination.

"Little Junior Sister, what are you thinking?"

Seeing that Fu Yu was a little stunned, Gu Yun asked curiously.

"Ah?" Fu Yu returned to her senses, a little embarrassed: "I just didn't expect the Spirit Washing Grass to appear."

Gu Yun felt the same way, with an undisguised yearning in his tone: "If only I could get a Spirit Washing Grass, my cultivation speed would be much faster."

But thinking of the price of a Spirit Washing Grass, Gu Yun was speechless for a while.

When the group was about to leave the auction venue, Fu Yu's expression changed, and after a pause, he continued to leave the venue with everyone.

In this auction, the ten members of the Qingyun Sect only spent spirit stones when they entered the venue. Although Fu Yu participated in the barter bidding before, everyone just regarded her as having fun and didn't think she could really come up with anything. The equivalent thing that can be seen by the other party.

But Elder Fayi took a fancy to a third-order high-level magic weapon that integrates offense and defense, but he gave up after bidding twice.

Alas, there are too many treasures and too few spirit stones.

This is the biggest feeling of everyone in this auction trip.

Oh, and one more thing, the disciples of the big sect are really arrogant.

(End of this chapter)