Xiuxian returned grandma

Chapter 140
As for the auction, the mood wasn't too calm at this time.

"This is Yuan Ling Pill!" An elderly appraiser, wearing white velvet gloves and glasses, carefully appraised it, put it under his nose and smelled it, and almost took Ye Qing out at the end. Yuan Lingdan was swallowed.

After a long time, the appraiser spoke out the appraisal result very slowly but firmly.

"There are a total of ten Yuanling Pills here, are they all real?" The person behind the auction was startled, he looked at the ten Yuanling Pills lined up in front of him, and the lips that spoke A little trembling.

"Yes, that's right." The appraiser nodded, "The ten spirit pills here are all real!"

As soon as the appraiser's words came out, the entire backstage of the auction was shocked——

"My God! I can see so many Yuanling Pills in my life! These ten are all Yuanling Pills!"

"Yuan Ling Pill!"

"Seeing so many primordial spirit pills at once, even if I die now, I will die without regret."

"Being able to identify such a pure Yuanling Pill, my life is not in vain."

The elderly appraiser had tears in his eyes. He looked at the ten Yuanling Pills in front of him, his hands were trembling. Although it was impossible for him to get one, he could take a look in this life. Touching them, or even identifying them in person, would be worthwhile in this life!

Because of Ye Qing's ten Yuan Ling Pills, everyone in the backstage of the auction was in a state of excitement, which was unexpected by everyone, so the process of identifying the authenticity of the Yuan Ling Pills in the backstage of the auction went on for a quarter of an hour. If it is not over, it will only make the people at the front desk of the auction think that the value of the Yuanling Pill is too precious, so we must be more cautious.

"Hmph—" Mo Fan snorted coldly, "Looking at Ye Qing's demeanor, isn't it just ten Yuanling Pills! My master can also refine them, and the purity is not lower than these few !"

"Keep your voice down." Ye Hong reminded him in a low voice, "If you shout out in such a voice, it will be bad if someone hears you. Although I am afraid of trouble, I can't just let him bully me with any trouble, but I can do it myself. It’s always going to be a little harder, you know, I’m the laziest, your master, and besides, I really don’t care about just ten Yuanling Pills, just wait a little longer, the best show is yet to come Woolen cloth!"

"Okay." Mo Fan got a hint from his master and the old man, knowing that his master still has a plan and won't let Ye Qing succeed, he was immediately happy.

Thinking about it, he knows that Master has worked hard for so many days and refined so many pills. Although he doesn't know where Master puts them, but after all, Master is preparing for this underground auction, how could he not give it to him? Leave a backup for yourself?

With Ye Hong's implied guarantee, Mo Fan immediately felt relieved. He sat in his seat, next to Ye Hong, and quietly waited for the next move of the auction.

"Ahem——" After a while, the auctioneer entered the stage by himself. The crowd was full of voices, but when they saw someone coming to the stage, they immediately fell silent.

"I am the holder of the Wannian Ganoderma lucidum. The ten Yuanling Pills that Mr. Ye Qingye took out just now have been appraised, and they are indeed genuine Yuanling Pills. Therefore, I now declare that the Wannian Ganoderma has now been sold. It belongs to Mr. Ye Qingye."

Ye Qing showed a triumphant smile. He looked at Ye Hong with a provocative gaze, "What? Can you afford something more precious than ten Yuanling Pills? Just rely on your cultivation skills ?"

"Why, look down on me?" Ye Hong was still sitting.

"It's not that I look down on you, Ye Hong—" Ye Qing looked at Ye Hong with arrogance, "If you can get ten holy-level cultivation exercises, then I am willing to hand over this Wannian Ganoderma lucidum !"

"Oh my god! Ten holy-level cultivation methods!"

"This—this is, after all, it is the ten books of holy-rank cultivation skills! Ye Hong—can he get it out?"

"..."

Ye Hong looked around, and he could see that no one was optimistic that he would be able to produce ten holy-level cultivation techniques. Mo Fan was a little bit disappointed, but Ye Hong didn't feel this way. He looked at the field again. The person laughed, "I really don't have these ten holy-level practice exercises, and I can't get them out."

In his previous life, he was an immortal in the realm of comprehension. Why do he need so many holy-level cultivation skills?If there is, it is also a fairy-level cultivation method!
"Then if that's the case, I'm going to take this Wannian Ganoderma lucidum away—" Ye Qing looked at Ye Hong with a very rebellious attitude.

"Wait—" Before Ye Qing was happy, Ye Hong immediately stretched out his hand, and he stood up under Ye Qing's unfriendly gaze, "Although I can't get out the ten holy-level cultivation methods, but If Ye Qing can buy this Wannian Ganoderma lucidum with just ten Yuanling Pills, then the ten bottles of Yuanling Pills here are worth less than those ten Yuanling Pills?"

"!" If anyone was startled at this moment, I am afraid that there will be an exclamation mark in capital letters in everyone's heart now, accompanied by a sound of shit.

"Ten—ten bottles—ten bottles of Yuanling Pills!" Some people felt they couldn't breathe. Although these ten bottles of Yuanling Pills could not be theirs in the end, they could see so many Yuanling Pills in this life. , even if you die now, you will have no regrets in this life!

"Can you really come up with ten bottles of Yuanling Pill?" The auctioneer's voice was so excited that he changed his pitch. He looked at Ye Hong with crazy eyes.

"Naturally—" Ye Hong looked at Ye Qing whose face was darkened, and said with a smile, "Not only that, I will also add ten bottles of Spirit Pills on top of the ten bottles of Spirit Pills."

(End of this chapter)