Wow! The monks were immediately indignant and discussed.

"Damn, which bastard is this?" someone scolded.

"Damn! Most of them are the nurseries invited by the big gates!" some people complained.

"Grass and mud horse, don't you clean up?" and someone unceremoniously wanted to teach the brother in the No. 6 private room on the first floor.

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In the midst of the noise, there was a hoarse sound, and the window of the No. 6 private room on the first floor was pushed open, and a young male cultivator poked his head out, looked around the hall, and shouted: "Master Ma Biao of the Moon Sect, which Taoist friend said just now that he wanted to clean up the master?"

This is a male cultivator with a Chinese character face, with a little stubby beard on the cheeks, and his eyes are facing the sky, looking at everyone in the hall with contempt.

As soon as everyone heard the other party's name, they were collectively dumbfounded, and they didn't dare to come out.

After all, the Mochizuki Sect is the host, and no one wants to touch this mold.

The white-haired monk on the rostrum frowned slightly, and after looking around, he said loudly: "Everyone, please continue to bid, two million medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, two million medium-grade spirit stones for the second time, two million-"

"Two million and one million medium-grade spirit stones. Seeing that no one raised a sign, Chu Tianfeng wanted to take the opportunity to fish in the water.

"Grass mud horse, I want to die for you!" that Ma Biao classmate roared violently, "Two and a half million medium-grade spirit stones!"

Chu Tianfeng also silently greeted Ma Biao's mother in his heart.

"Two million six hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones. Feng Mingxue couldn't stand it, and snorted coldly, which can be regarded as a tribute to Ma Biao.

"Grass mud horse! Three million medium-grade spirit stones. Ma Biao did not relax, adding to an integer every time, like the previous Chu style.

Ahem! Actually, Chu Tianfeng also wanted to smash others with spirit stones like this thing, but he was helpless and shy, and what he smashed out turned into pebbles, cough cough!

"Come on, go on!" Ma Biao ignored the people, leaning over and shouting to the second floor.

Feng Mingxue was furious, raised her hand and wanted to raise the card, but was stopped by Chu Tianfeng.

There's no way, Ma Biao's rhythm is completely a rhythm that is not bad for money, and he really doesn't dare to follow.

"Three million medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, three million medium-grade spirit stones for the second time, and three million medium-grade spirit stones for the third time. The old monk stroked his beard with white flowers under his chin, "Deal, congratulations to Ma Biao Daoist of the Moon Sect, please wait at the West City Gate at that time and get on the boat together." ”

"Thank you, Senior Wu. Ma Biao smiled proudly, and bowed his hand slightly, "Thank you for your love, and I am grateful." ”

Love your mother! Chu Feng and the others rolled their eyes at the same time.

The monks probably had similar thoughts to Chu Feng and the others, and none of them applauded to congratulate Ma Biao.

After a while, the second round of bidding began, and the starting price became three million medium-grade spirit stones.

"Three million medium-grade spirit stones. It was the ghostly voice in the center of the hall that opened the record.

"Three million or 1,000,000 medium-grade spirit stones. Chu Tianfeng's soft voice came out from the private room next door.

"Three and a half million medium-grade spirit stones. Chu Tianfeng did not hesitate to show the Chu style.

Wow! The monks must have tens of thousands of grass and mud horses floating in their hearts at the same time.

Chu Tianfeng smiled proudly, thinking that when the second quota was in hand, he couldn't prevent Ma Biao from killing again: "Four million medium-grade spirit stones!"

Chu Tianfeng once again quietly greeted Ma Biao's mother.

"Haha!" Ma Biao laughed, leaned over and shouted to the second floor, "Come on!

Chu Feng and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes, depression, oh, and a trace of anger.

"Four million medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, four million medium-grade spirit stones for the second time, and four million medium-grade spirit stones for the third time. The old monk nodded to Ma Biao with satisfaction, "Congratulations to Ma Biao of the Moon Sect." ”

"Thank you, Senior Wu. Ma Biao waved his hand, and then retracted into the private room.

Immediately afterwards, the auction for the third place began again, and the starting price became four million medium-grade spirit stones.

"Four million medium-grade spirit stones. The hoarse voice at the front of the hall flew first.

"Four million 1,000,000 medium-grade spirit stones. The soft voice of a private room on the second floor also floated out as scheduled.

"Four and a half million mid-grade spirit stones!" Chu Tianfeng was a little anxious, and another vigorous killing general came out.

Getting closer and closer to five million means getting farther and farther away from Erxian Island, if you don't show some attitude, it is estimated that you will have to wait for another fifty years.

Feng Mingxue also understood the seriousness of the matter, looked at the hall anxiously, and prayed silently in her heart: Don't rush to shoot! Don't rush to shoot!

Maybe it was her prayer that worked, or maybe Chu Tianfeng shocked the monks by raising the price several times, in short, a few minutes later, there was a lot of complaints in the hall, but no one grabbed the picture.

"Four and a half million medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, four and a half million medium-grade spirit stones for the second time, and four and five million medium-grade spirit stones for the third time. The old monk repeated mechanically, "Congratulations to the Taoist friend No. 11 on the second floor, please wait at the West City Gate and board the ship with the various sects." ”

Chu Feng and the others were overjoyed, and quietly stretched out their palms to hit each other, boom!

Soon, a female master of ceremonies walked into the private room with a wooden plate containing jade slips.

Chu Tianfeng paid the spirit stone and put away the jade slip happily.

As soon as the female emcee left, the two couldn't help but hug each other and kiss wildly.

This was followed by an auction for the fourth place.

"Four million six hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones!" When the old monk had just announced the starting price, a person in a corner of the hall was the first to raise the number plate.

"Four million seven hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones!" The soft voice in the private room next door was always so careless.

"Five million medium-grade spirit stones!" Chu Tianfeng snapped again.

Boom! The people in the hall were in an uproar.

"Damn, which bastard is this?"

"Alas, people are stupid and have a lot of money!"

"Grass mud horse, Lao Tzu hasn't opened his mouth until now. ”

"! Lao Tzu borrowed and borrowed to borrow 4.7 million!"

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Chu Tianfeng was a little nervous, like Feng Mingxue, secretly praying in his heart, hoping that a group of uncles and aunts in the hall could let him go and let them visit Erxian Island.

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

"Five million medium-grade spirit stones. The soft voice next door sounded again, not angry, not hurried, not slow.

"Five and a half million medium-grade spirit stones. Chu Tianfeng almost didn't think about it, and basically threw away the net worth of the two.

Yes, the two of them only have 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and after buying the third place, there will only be 5.6 million middle-grade spirit stones left!

Success or failure in this move, the hearts of both of them are raised to their throats.

One, two, three......

One minute, two minutes, three minutes......

The hall was filled with all kinds of dissatisfaction and all kinds of abuse, but there was really no - there - people - grabbed - shot!

"Five and a half million medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, five and a half million medium-grade spirit ......" the old monk finally counted down, "Congratulations to the second layer of the eleventh Daoist." ”

The two of them high-fived each other again and hugged each other tightly.

After paying for the spirit stones, there were only one hundred and one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones left in Chu Tianfeng's ring, and Feng Mingxue was even worse, with less than one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and even the basic cultivation could not be guaranteed.

"Mingxue, I'm sorry, all these years-" Looking at Feng Mingxue's thin shoulders, Chu Tianfeng felt extremely guilty.

Feng Mingxue smiled, put her slender hand on his lips, and said with a smile: "Okay, at least we still have so many lower grade spirit stones, and so much gold." ”

Chu Tianfeng smiled reluctantly and held her in his arms.

The auction outside was still going on, but Chu Feng and the others didn't care, they snuggled up tightly.

There was nowhere to go anyway, so the two stayed in the private room, talking, and occasionally paying attention to the auction.

Without Ma Biao and Chu Tianfeng, the auction would become very harmonious.

Everyone almost didn't bid much, and the five and a half million medium-grade spirit stones created by Chu Tianfeng were kept for several hours.

It's no wonder that 5.5 million medium-grade spirit stones are not acceptable to ordinary monks, and most monks may not be able to earn 5.5 million medium-grade spirit stones in their lifetime.

The soft voice in the private room on the second floor also sounded twice later, grabbing two places.

Ma Biao, the student in the No. 6 private room on the first floor, seemed to have left the venue a long time ago, the window was never opened again, and there was no noise inside.

In the middle of the night, the auction finally ended.

Chu Tianfeng walked out of the private room with Feng Mingxue in his arms, and saw two female cultivators walking out of the private room next door, two beautiful female cultivators.

One of them was older, with a good appearance, convex and backward, exuding a charming charm all over his body, and when he saw her, Chu Tianfeng couldn't help but think of Shui Yao's boba again.

The other female cultivator is younger, with a melon seed face and a more ordinary figure, but she has good looks, on par with Feng Mingxue.

The two female cultivators are not low, the older one is the fifth-layer cultivator of the gods, and the melon-seed-faced female cultivators are the third-level cultivators of the gods.

Seeing Chu Feng and the others, the older female cultivator smiled: "Happy Sect Bifu, I have seen two Taoist friends. Then he pointed to the female cultivator beside him, "This is my junior sister Lin Chuhan." ”

Feng Mingxue frowned slightly when she heard the name of the other party's sect.

Chu Tianfeng didn't care, and nodded to the second daughter in return: "Zhongzhou Lin Zifeng, this is a cheap one." ”

He had heard of the Happy Sect, and knew that the other party lived on a remote island in the open sea, and it was a second-rate sect, advocating double cultivation in the door, and it was a place where the male cultivators of the Blue Moon Star, uh, and scattered cultivators yearn for.

However, because of this, most sects are more exclusive to the Happy Sect, regard it as a crooked and heretical way, and prohibit their disciples from interacting with it.

Chu Tianfeng didn't care about this, on the contrary, he lacked a good impression of those so-called famous and decent people, if he could, he would rather deal with the disciples of the Happy Sect, uh, especially female disciples like Bi Fu, ahem!

"Congratulations to Lin Daoyou for winning two places in a row. Biv still smiled shallowly.

I have to say that her smile is beautiful, and it is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

"I'm sorry, junior-" Chu Tianfeng didn't know what to say, after all, one of those two places was still snatched from the other party.

"Hehe, my junior sister was indeed a little angry just now. Bi Fu saw what Chu Tianfeng meant, covered her mouth and chuckled, "You are all surnamed Lin, and you are really destined." ”

Feng Mingxue really couldn't stand it, and gently pinched Chu Tianfeng's waist.

"That's good, goodbye!" Chu Tianfeng clenched his fists, took Feng Mingxue, and hurriedly walked out of the auction hall.

A crowd of monks poured out, some happy, some lonely, and so on.

The pock-faced male cultivator was also mixed in the crowd, and he looked around, not knowing if he was looking for Chu Feng and the others.