Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 562: Joking

Han Yu'er's martial soul is a seed, although it hasn't hatched yet, it belongs to the category of plants.

This thing is extremely useful to Han Yuer.

Chen Feng suddenly thought of something, and asked Ziyue: "Ziyue, there is still soul power in this kind of thing, which can nourish the martial soul and even upgrade it. Then, is there any effect on your existence? ?"

Ziyue pondered for a moment, and said: "There is an effect or there is, but the effect is not great. It is far not as good as the nourishing effect on the spirit. You should use it for your senior sister!"

She knows Chen Feng very well and knows why Chen Feng values ??this thing so much.

Chen Feng looked at her with a warm smile in his eyes, and said: "I have decided to buy this thing. You and the senior sister are half of them."

What else did Ziyue say, Chen Feng had interrupted her, and said, "Ziyue, don't talk about it anymore, I have already made a decision."

"During this period, I haven't been able to get you some nourishing medicine. I know you need this urgently now."

"I understand what you think. You think this stuff will be a little waste when used on you, but in my opinion, as long as anything is useful for nourishing your soul and is good for you, it is not counted when used on you. waste."

Ziyue showed a touch of emotion in her eyes, looked at Chen Feng blankly, and suddenly asked: "Chen Feng, you are so good to me, what do you say if I like you?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel happy, and then he flicked her little head: "What do you think, little guy? No words!"

Ziyue snorted dissatisfiedly, wrinkled her little nose and said: "Knock on someone's head again, what should I do if I knock someone stupid?"

The two were laughing and making a noise. At this time, in the auction hall outside, the bidding for this 5,000-year-old white ghost vine profession had begun.

The bidding is very fierce, almost from the beginning, it has entered a white-hot, and the price has continued to rise.

The starting price of this bottle of juice was 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones, but now it has climbed to 24,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Many people have shown interest in this, after all, the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure that can raise the level of the martial soul can't be overstated.

But interest belongs to interest. If you want to bid, you must have the corresponding strength.

Soon, in the lobby, there were only five people who kept bidding.

After one cup of tea time, the price has risen to 51,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Three more people withdrew from the bidding, and now only two people are bidding in the auction hall.

One is a fat man in brocade clothes, and the other is a steward who looks like a housekeeper. Although he is wearing a small cap in Tsing Yi, he is quite majestic and should be a steward in a big family.

The two kept bidding, and the price kept rising.

Finally, the fat man wearing brocade clothes shouted again: "Sixty thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

After hearing this price, the housekeeper also showed nervousness, his forehead was sweaty, he thought for a while, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally shouted: "I give up bidding."

When the Jinyi fat man heard him give up, he was extremely proud, stood up, looked around, laughed wildly.

He proudly said: "This bottle of white ghost vine juice belongs to me!"

Having said that, he walked towards the stage.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped because of a voice from somewhere in the box: "70,000 middle-grade spirit stones!"

The person who made the bid was Chen Feng. He suddenly increased the price by 10,000 yuan for the middle-grade spirit stone, just to let this fat man recognize the gap between him and himself and stop raising the price indiscriminately.

When the fat man heard this, he immediately furious, and shouted at the box where Chen Feng was in: "Which one is not eye-opening? Dare to bid with Lao Tzu!"

Chen Feng smiled faintly. He did not have the same knowledge as him. He could see that this fat man had a very average cultivation level.

Fat Jinyi scolded, but he had to abide by the rules of the Xie family auction house.

The female auctioneer on the stage said with a grin, "Please continue to bid."

The fat man thought for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I give up."

Sixty thousand middle-grade spirit stones were already the highest price he could offer.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. His strategy was still successful. If he only added a little bit, maybe the fat guy would continue to increase it.

If the time comes to become a dispute of spirit, the price will not know where to increase.

He directly added 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones, which also made this fat man in Jinyi retreat.

It seems that he has secured the victory, holding the bottle of juice in his hand.

The female auctioneer was also very satisfied with the price. She was able to get a considerable commission from it. She asked loudly, "Is there any further price increases?"

No one answered, the female auctioneer had already raised the hammer, ready to knock down.

At this moment, a lazy and playful voice suddenly came out: "My master bid 70,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

Chen Feng frowned when he heard it. If it was a fair bid, he was not afraid of anything, but this man only added a middle-grade spirit stone to the price he offered. This was obviously here to choose.

He heard this voice, and felt a little familiar. When he thought about it, he remembered that this voice seemed to be the burly follower beside Alchemist Ge Dan.

Chen Feng frowned and continued to quote: "80,000 middle-grade spirit stones!"

Sure enough, the other party bid again: "80,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

The loud voice was full of jokes, as if she was deliberately playing with Chen Feng.