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The price of the pill furnace soared, and it was finally bought by the monks in private room No. 6 for 820 spirit stones, which was already the price of an ordinary high-level magic weapon.

With this good start, the auction scene has been hot since then, and there are almost no missed auctions.

Although the subsequent items are not as advanced as the Pill Stove, they are also guaranteed in terms of quality.

"A mid-grade magic weapon, a flying sword, is of high quality. The starting price is one hundred and fifty spirit stones, and each time the price is increased by at least ten spirit stones."

Lu Ping, who had just put away the big treasure, saw that the flying sword he got from Lin Sheng was displayed on the booth.

In fact, even among the disciples of the sect, in the late stage of the blood refining period, one or two low-level magic weapons are already a prominent figure.

Don't think that Lu Ping is now selling a lot of middle-level magic tools. That's because the ones who are planted in his hands are all the masters of the outer disciples of the sect, or the elites of the cultivator family.

If the middle-level magic weapon is used by some ninth-level blood-refining monks with poor foundation, it is very difficult to drive, and it will run out of mana after a few uses.

Therefore, for the disciples in the blood refining period, the middle-level magic weapon is often a symbol of elites and wealth.

The price of Feijian quickly exceeded 250 spirit stones, but when it reached 270, it slowed down.

In the end, this flying sword was bought by a young monk in the venue for three hundred spirit stones.

This price is within a reasonable range. It can't be used anyway, and it's a hassle to keep it, but it's a worry-free sale.

In the next period of time, the handkerchiefs that Lu Ping auctioned and the flying swords that were used to fly were put up for auction one after another.

The handkerchiefs are mainly defensive, and their creativity is relatively unique, which has attracted the favor of many female monks and romantic male monks.

After starting the auction with 220 spirit stones, the price was quickly driven up. The 300 spirit stones were surpassed within three rounds, and it was only eased after the 400 spirit stones.

Finally, the four hundred and thirty spirit stones were photographed by a female monk in private room No. 11.

Feijian was not so popular, but in the end, it was sold for three hundred and sixty spirit stones.

The spirit stone that was traded was sent to the private room in time by the monks of Duobao Pavilion at Lu Ping's request in advance.

After deducting 5% of the cost, Lu Ping got another thousand spirit stones.

"A talisman made from the tail hair of the three-layered monster silver moon rabbit in the hemolysis period is enough not only for everyone here, but also for a long period of time in the hemolysis period in the future."

"The starting price is three hundred spirit stones, and each time the price is increased by no less than twenty spirit stones."

Director Pang's introduction caught Lu Ping's attention.

Lu Ping's level of making blood-refining talismans has obviously reached a certain level. It is difficult to make breakthroughs in a short period of time. Only by improving the materials used, such as talisman pen, talisman paper, and spiritual ink, can bring about certain changes.

The rabbit fur of the Silver Moon Rabbit has always been the first choice for making rune pens, which is of great help to the success rate of rune refining and the improvement of rune quality.

Although the Yinyue Rabbit made of the talisman only had three layers of hemolysis and was in the early stage of hemolysis, it was enough for Lu Ping to go through the hemolysis stage.

When Lu Ping decided to buy this rune pen, its price had risen from three hundred spirit stones to four hundred spirit stones, and it was still rising.

"Four hundred and thirty spirit stones!" Lu Ping said decisively.

"Four hundred and fifty spirit stones!" An elderly blood-refining cultivator in the audience also took a fancy to this talisman.

"Four hundred and seventy spirit stones!" The monk in the No. 5 private room increased the price.

"Five hundred spirit stones!" Lu Ping said without hesitation.

At this point, there were no more bidders in the audience.

"Five hundred and twenty spirit stones." After a moment of hesitation, the cultivator in private room No. 5 quoted the price, but it was obvious that he was bound to get it without the previous price.

"Five hundred and fifty spirit stones!" Lu Ping chased after the victory.

The monks in the audience have already started to discuss, this is the second highest price in today's auction.

Everyone thought it was not worth it. In fact, such a talisman was a waste for the monks in the blood refining stage, but the monks in the hemolysis stage used it.

The applicable time is too short, so it seems a bit tasteless.

However, if they knew Lu Ping's current level of refining talismans, they would be stunned.

Lu Ping has rarely failed in refining the blood-refining talisman. Almost five layers of refined talismans are high-grade, there are nearly two layers of top-grade ones, and the remaining nearly three layers are middle-low-grade talismans.

With this talisman, Lu Ping is confident that he will be able to raise the success rate of the best talisman to three levels.

The success rate of the third floor sounds like a lot, but with the increasing urgency of the practice, Lu Ping often retreats for several days, and the time for refining the talisman every month is greatly reduced.

That is to say, it is refined once every five or six days, and about ten pieces are made at a time.

"The daoist in the No. 7 private room has already bid 550 spirit stones, is there anything else that needs to be increased?"

"Five hundred and fifty spirit stones once!"

The cultivator in the No. 5 private room did not bid any more, after all, this was already the price of a high-grade magic weapon of mediocre quality.

"Five hundred spirit stones for the second time! Five hundred spirit stones hit three times!"

"Congratulations to the daoist in the No. 7 private room for getting this rune."

The auction continued, and Lu Ping was playing with the rune pen that had just been delivered.

The barrel of the talisman is made of 100-year-old yuzu bamboo. This spiritual material grows slowly and has an excellent function of dredging spiritual energy. The tip of the tip of the silver moon rabbit's tail is extremely round, and the strands of hair show a delicate luster.

The more Lu Ping looked at it, the more he liked it, and his level of talismanism could immediately improve to a level.

At this time, the auction was almost halfway through. Although there was no one item passed in the auction, many monks also had their own income, and the price was not bad, but there was no scene like the pill furnace that made the monks bid frantically.

At this time, a cultivator who was also the chief came up from the side and said something to Mr. Pang.

Just when everyone was speculating about what was going on, Director Pang lifted his spirits and said to the monks in the audience: "In order to repay everyone's support for this pavilion, the pavilion owner of this pavilion and the principals have agreed to put the finale items of this auction. One of them is up for auction ahead of time."

The sudden decision of the Duobao Pavilion was like a stone thrown into the lake, and immediately aroused the enthusiastic support of the monks present. The atmosphere that had fallen back a little suddenly revved up, and the monks' eyes lit up, looking forward to the surprise of the Duobao Pavilion.

Lu Ping also stopped the movement in his hand, waiting for the finale items released in advance by the Duobao Pavilion.

The tray covered with red silk cloth has been opened, and inside is a delicate box made of spiritual wood, with very detailed carvings and decorations.

The spirit preservation box can keep the spiritual power and medicinal power contained in the medicinal herbs, spirit herbs and spirit materials in the box for hundreds of years.

Mr. Pang carefully brought the wooden box, and a purple longan-sized medicinal pill was displayed in front of everyone.

There was a brief cold scene for everyone in the audience, and then a drum noise almost knocked off the roof of the venue.

"Hemolysis Pill!"

"Sure enough, there is an auction of Hemolysis Pill!"

"Hemolysis Pill is only one of the finale items, so what will the other finale items be?"

"..."

Everyone speculated, and at the same time, their faces became serious. The expressions of the powerful monks changed continuously, and the air gradually filled with this dignified aura.

Lu Ping also sat up straight, looking like he was facing a great enemy.