Chapter 502: The Service of the Great Dao Spirit

The teller glanced at Xiao Wu, and saw that he couldn't see the depth of cultivation, so he said lightly: "Even if you have 10 million spirit stones, you can't pay the storage fee of my Great Dao Sect! ”

"Storage fee?" Xiao Wuyi frowned, and then said, "Didn't you say that the world's cultivators not only do not charge storage fees, but also pay interest?"

The teller rolled his eyes, looked at Xiao Wu impatiently, and said disdainfully: "It's good there, you go there and save it! If you store it there, don't participate in the auction of our Great Dao Sect!"

Xiao Wu was unhappy for a while, NND! was despised by the Zhuji monk again!

However, not only did he not feel unhappy in his heart, but handed out the storage bag and said, "Save millions of spirit stones, I want to go to the auction house." ”

The teller monk took the storage bag, and his consciousness swept through it, only to throw it back again.

Xiao Wu was stunned, what's the matter?

But when he saw that the monk was unhappy, he said, "All of them are low-level spirit stones, can you let me count them for you?"

...... "Xiao Wu is all lost, this is special! It's really amazing! If you open a monk spirit practice in Dao City, you will properly run your family into no business!"

Xiao Wu smiled more and more happily, and the teller was depressed for a while. Why do you have a bad attitude? Isn't it to see that you are so angry that you can't do anything about me? You smile so happily that I don't have a sense of accomplishment at all!

But he saw Xiao Wu take out a storage bag again and said, "These are all medium-grade spirit stones, do you bother to count them?"

The monk took it, his consciousness swept it, and then he threw it aside, and said indifferently, "Name." ”

"Xiao Ape. Xiao Wu replied.

After a while, the monk threw out a token and shouted, "Next!"

Xiao Wu hurriedly caught it, and then said suspiciously: "Daoyou...... What if I lose it?"

The spirit cards sent out by the monks of the Tibetan Sect have the seal of the monk's divine sense, and there is also a recipe as a password. What are you? Throw over a token with the words "One million spirit stones" written on it. And then what?

The teller glanced at Xiao Wu with the eyes of looking at the dirt buns, and said in an irritated voice: "Why do you want us to pay if you lose it?" Next!"

Xiao Wu was happy in his heart, this service is really not to say! I just made the service industry of Lingxing into a management department, and you have not gone out of business, it is really a bad fork!

Thinking about it, Xiao Wu walked towards the second floor.

There is a formation at the entrance of the second floor, but it is used by the monk to cover his figure, which is also considerate.

But before Xiao Wu entered, he heard a monk's voice, and said without emotion: "There are not many spirit stones, so you are not allowed to enter." ”

Xiao Wu asked, "Then how is it too much?"

The voice said: "Millions of spirit stones, take the token in Lingxing and come back." ”

Xiao Wu took out his token, and saw a divine sense swept in the formation, which should be checking the token. After a moment, the consciousness receded, "Let's go inside." ”

Xiao Wu walked into the formation, demonstrating a set of simple tricks inside, Xiao Wu played the same way, and a formation brilliance landed on his body, and then he walked towards the auction inside.

Xiao Wu also understood why this Great Dao Sect could still survive by making Lingxing look like this, people were not service industries in the first place, they were originally relevant departments.

There is only one auction house in the entire Dao City, and if you want to auction it, you have to store spirit stones, and you have to pay a storage fee for storing spirit stones. But people have a monopoly!

Xiao Wu sat in the seat in the last row, not because he was low-key, but because the guest with a million spirit stones was only worthy of sitting in this last position. It is said that five million spirit stones can sit in the front, and tens of millions can go to the box above.

Xiao Wu sat there quietly observing, and a lazy Yuanying monk on the auction table was talking like a dream. What was auctioned there was a piece of monster horn, and there were not many bidders below, but there was no unsuccessful auction.

After that, there were three pills that were said to have been obtained from the ancient Xiudong Mansion, and most of the medicinal effects were dissipated, but they were used for research well, and they were bought after seven or eight times of the same shouting.

Pieces are not common goods, but they are not absolute treasures. So some people in this auction house are looking for good things, while some people are purely here to pick up leaks.

Xiao Wu was bored and was about to leave, but he heard the old fairy say in his mind: "This thing is good, buy it." ”

Xiao Wu saw that there was a pure white jade bottle on the stage, the jade bottle was almost a foot high, the neck was slender, and the jade looked extremely delicate, but he couldn't feel too much aura.

I heard the Yuanying monk say lazily: "One white jade bottle, loose cultivation consignment." It was obtained from the ancient immortal cave mansion, and the specific effect is unknown, and no one has been able to open it so far. Legend ......"

As he spoke, the man actually sneered, obviously making him feel quite embarrassed by the words, but he insisted: "Legend has it that there is an elixir of creation in it, which can make people rise out of the ground and become immortals." ”

Xiao Wu asked in his mind, "Do you think there is really an elixir here?" He didn't quite believe this statement.

As a result, the voice of the Yuan Infant Monk above sounded again: "The starting price, 500,000 spirit stones." ”

The monks below were not calm, but there was a lot of laughter. Someone shouted directly: "Whose elixir is worth 500,000 spirit stones?"

The Yuanying monk knocked on the table, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Don't make any noise! The owner of this treasure still has a request, the purchaser must be Yuanying Xiu, and he must promise him to explore the treasure again." ”

The monk talked more, but this time it was much more solemn. The elixir of 500,000 spirit stones, it is estimated that no one dares to eat this thing.

The old immortal over there said to Xiao Wu: "There is no elixir in there, it is estimated that there is nothing." ”

Xiao Wu said strangely: "Then this thing is still worth 500,000 spirit stones?"

The old fairy's voice was a little lonely, but he still said indifferently: "Forget it, don't buy it if you don't want to, buy it back and it's a souvenir for an old friend." ”

"!!" A flash of lightning flashed in Xiao Wu's head. The word made him shout at once: "500,000 spirit stones, I'll go and explore the treasure with him." ”

All the monks looked sideways, and the lazy auctioneer said again: "Are there any other bidders? A price increase must not be less than 10,000 spirit stones." ”

No one knows what this thing is for, but since someone is excitedly raising the price, there are naturally people grabbing it at this moment. So someone immediately asked for 550,000 yuan, Xiao Wu's heart moved, but he stopped bidding.

But in the end, the price of that thing was shouted, and it was finally stopped when it was shouted 800,000 spirit stones. The lazy monk shouted twice, and saw that no one had raised the price and was ready to drop the hammer.

Xiao Wu shouted again: "One million." ”

This shout once again attracted the attention of countless monks, but this time no one followed the price. Just now, everyone has repeatedly confirmed that no one can open this bottle. Although I'm interested, it's not something that can be used directly, and it's a bit ridiculous to really expect an elixir to have it in it.

Xiao Wu took a picture of the bottle, and didn't stay any longer, and a small cultivator came next to him to take him to the side to hand it over. When Xiao Wu confirmed that the bottle was correct and really grasped in his hand, he confirmed again, "Is this a fetish?"

The old immortal said in his mind: "This is the thunder bottle of the robbing god!"

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Is it the God of Thunder Tribulation?"

The old fairy sighed abruptly, "The artifact is covered with dust, and now this thunder bottle is also a souvenir." ”