Chapter 990 The Curtain Comes to an End

Ying Xuanjian waited for a long time in Box No. 5, but did not hear Beipingchuan’s bid. He knew that Beipingchuan had given up the competition and was desperate for Dayan Xuanjue. Therefore, Ying Xuanjian bid out: “Box No. 5, 80,000 low-grade spiritual stones. .”

Ying Xuanjian is a casual cultivator with no family or sect. It is extremely difficult to improve his strength.

Jueming Dayan Xuanjue, he is still willing to compete,

"Box No. 6, 90,000 low-grade spiritual stones." The strong man from Lieyang Sect made the bid, his voice was domineering.

When they arrived at Box No. 7, Liang Feiyun's body still looked so weak. She only had 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones in her hand.

As a result, the powerful people in the box took turns bidding, and the price rose to 90,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

As a result, Jueming Dayan Xuanjue may fall into the hands of others.

"Young Master, no matter what the result is, we must always work hard. Even if Tianmen and Jueming Dayanxuanjue are not destined to succeed, at least we have tried our best."

The clan elders on the side had sorrowful expressions on their brows. Even though Tianmen was facing a life and death test, God was so unfair. He did not get the God Transformation Pill, and even missed the last fatal Dayan Xuan Jue, which made people feel sad.

Now his only hope is that Jueming Dayan Pill can fall into Suantianmen, otherwise Suantianmen will have no hope of rising unless something unexpected happens, but that is just a fantasy.

"Elder of the clan, please give me 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones!" Liang Feiyun did not hesitate and immediately offered 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Everyone in the audience was silent. A copy of a fourth-grade heaven-level technique that could sell 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones was already considered a heaven-level one. However, there were still strong men from the Alchemy Sect who had not taken action.

With the financial resources of the Dan Sect, once they join the competition, there is no need to guess. There is a 90% chance that the winner of the Jueming Dayan Xuan Jue will fall into the hands of a strong Dan Sect.

Box No. 8 seemed to be empty, and when the auction started, there was no sound of competition.

The strong man from the Alchemy Sect in Box No. 9 raised his head and glanced at the Jue Ming Dayan Xuan Jue in Wang Xingxing's hand, and shouted hoarsely: "Box No. 9, one hundred and ten thousand middle-grade spiritual stones have been produced."

"One hundred and twenty thousand." Evil Lord immediately followed. As for the Jue Ming Dayan Xuan Jue, Evil Lord held the idea that he was bound to win it. The word Jue Ming was just right for the killer to practice.

"hehe."

The strong man from the Alchemy Sect sneered, as if to tell the Evil Lord, if your Shadow Sect wants to compete with my Alchemy Sect for financial resources, you are undoubtedly looking for an insult. Who is better than the Alchemy Sect who is in the elixir industry in a fight for spiritual stones?

"I offer 130,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

As the voice of the powerful Dan Zong fell, Evil Lord suddenly fell silent. He knew that the most indispensable thing for Dan Zong was the spirit stone. If he really wanted to fight with Dan Zong, the fatal Dayan Xuanjue would fall into Dan Zong's hands in the end.

However, for the sake of face, Evil Lord still added fuel to the fire, "Box No. 10 contains 140,000 low-grade spiritual stones. If the price is higher, Box No. 10 will withdraw from the bidding."

After hearing the evil king's words, the strong man from the Alchemy Sect became angry and scolded coldly: "The Shadow Sect really has no bottom line in doing things, so that's fine! I'm not short of spiritual stones, so I'll give you 150,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

After saying this price, the powerful man of Dan Sect still feels a little distressed. The skill that could have been purchased for 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones has been increased to 150,000. It is really abominable.

In box zero, Chen Mo smiled and said, "Jueming Dayan Xuanjue, I didn't expect someone to bid 150,000 low-grade spiritual stones. It's really ridiculous. The current emotional skills are priceless."

Chen Mo is the reincarnation of a strong man and knows that the founder of Jueming Dayan Xuanjue is an old friend.

But that old friend created the fatal Dayan Xuanjue and accidentally went crazy while practicing.

Fallen.

The founder of the method went crazy while practicing, and others who practiced it were not allowed to die suddenly on the spot.

That's why Chen Mo defined Jueming Dayan Xuanzhi as a rubbish technique, and buying it would be harmful and useless.

"Sir, you seem to look down on Jueming Dayan Xuanjue?" Xiyou heard Chen Mofeng Qingyundan's words and felt secretly unhappy. Jueming Dayan Xuanjue was put up for auction at the auction.

Chen Mo did not hesitate to call it rubbish, which puts the auction in a bad place.

"More than looking down on it, it's simply dismissive."

Chen Mo didn't notice the subtle changes in Xiyou. For him, some words were told honestly. Whether Xiyou listened or not, Chen Mo couldn't force too much.

"Young Master, you...!" Xiyou wanted to accuse Chen Mo, but when she thought about her status as just a maid, she felt a little inappropriate, but she was very dissatisfied in her heart. How could someone else spend 140,000 low-grade spiritual stones to buy a technique for you? Just trash in your eyes?

Could it be that you can’t afford the Jueming Dayan Xuanjue!

Suffering from red eye disease?

"Everyone, there are 140,000 low-grade spiritual stones in box number nine. Is there anyone else bidding for the Jue Ming Dayan Xuan Jue?"

Wang Xingxing asked three times, and the Jue Ming Dayan Xuan Jue finally fell into the hands of Dan Zong.

An auction came to an end, and countless monks left the auction one after another. The monks who purchased the treasures went to the backstage of the auction and completed the final transactions before leaving.

The same was true for Chen Mo. He was led by Xiyou to the backstage of the auction. The person who received Chen Mo was Wang Xingxing. Lu Bo was behind Chen Mo. Chen Mo was silent, but his eyes were flirting with Wang Xingxing's maid.

"Senior, your God Transformation Pill has sold a total of 220,000 low-grade spiritual stones. As for the wood and the last God Transformation Pill you bid for, Tianbao Pavilion will not charge any fees."

In order to please Chen Mo, Wang Xingxing waived Chen Mo's handling fee and took out a high-quality storage ring containing 220,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Wang Xingxing handed it to Chen Mo without hesitation.

"Thanks."

Chen Mo was not polite. He took the storage ring and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. There were densely packed spiritual stones in the storage ring, a total of twenty-two low-grade spiritual stones, every detail.

"Chen Mo, it's too wasteful for you to buy the third God Transformation Pill, isn't it?" Lu Bo knew that Chen Mo had bid for the third God Transformation Pill.

He couldn't understand why Chen Mo wanted to take it back. It was 160,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

It's almost as good as the first two God Transformation Pills.

Chen Mo did not answer Lu Bo's words, and handed the God Transformation Pill to Wang Xingxing, "Please give this God Transformation Pill to the owner of Box 7. If she asks about my origin, tell her that there will be someone everywhere in the world. The day we meet.”

"This...!" Wang Xingxing looked up at Chen Mo and saw Chen Mo's calm eyes.

Involuntarily, Wang Xingxing nodded and took the Soul Transformation Pill, "Since it is a matter ordered by senior, Xingxing is obligated to deliver the Soul Transformation Pill to the owner of Box No. 7."

Then Wang Xingxing left the place and went to box No. 7.

Lu Bo frowned, as if he was meeting Chen Mo for the first time, and asked: "You just give away a low-grade elixir worth 170,000 yuan. It's too wasteful. Couldn't she be your old lover?"

Several black lines appeared on Chen Mo's forehead, and he said impatiently: "Lu Bo, I have an important thing for you to do. Go get Zhou Bodong and Mu Fengyang here."

"All right!"

Lu Bo shook his head, feeling very depressed. Chen Mo actually gave more than 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones to others.

Who is the owner of Box No. 7? Does he deserve Chen Mo's attention?