Chapter 247: Immortal Grass and Dragon Scale Armor

"Senior, what does this Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass look like? What is the reserve price for the auction?" In fact, some people couldn't help asking, but because Master Zhihai kept sighing, they didn't dare to interrupt him. However, some people couldn't help asking.

"Okay, I'll take it out for you to see. The starting price of this Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass is 30,000 spiritual stones, and each bid must not be less than 1,000." Master Zhihai seemed to be quite painful.

"Pah!" In a VIP room, someone took off the ghost mask, slapped himself in the face, and then put it on again.

"Brother Wu, why are you slapping yourself?"

"It's okay, my face is congested, it's much better after a slap..."

Then Master Zhihai really opened the jade box and carefully took out a spiritual grass that exuded a strong spiritual energy from the jade box.

"Senior, this Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass seems to be no different from the ordinary mature Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass, except that the spiritual energy is a little richer?" At this time, someone saw the inappropriateness of this spiritual grass and immediately raised a question.

After reading it, Wu Yan also had this question. Because this thousand-year-old Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass was indeed sold by him. He remembered that he seemed to have sold it to a shop called Lingcaotang in a not-too-conspicuous market on the southeastern border of Shen State. Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous shop was actually a branch of Tianxiang Pavilion. It seems that if you want to sell something in the future, you should be more cautious.

When thinking of this, Wu Yan couldn't help but think of the other thousand-year spiritual medicines he sold and the five thousand-year spiritual medicines that he exchanged with the late Jindan cultivator of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for the Ten Thousand Poison Gourd. I don't know if there are any of these nearly ten thousand-year spiritual medicines that have been cultivated into spiritual medicines of immortal grass by chance. If there are, this will be a bit troublesome. Although he had always changed his appearance when he went out, he could not guarantee that someone would find out what he was looking for. At that time, the secret of the furnace of heaven and earth in his hand would be leaked. Even if it could not be leaked, others would suspect that he was carrying something like "immortal green soil", which would still bring him great trouble. He was not cautious enough, Wu Yan secretly blamed himself.

At this time, Master Zhihai smiled complacently and said, "From this point of view, of course you can't see that this spiritual grass has the appearance of a fairy grass. You must use special methods to see it. Everyone, look at it carefully, I will solve your doubts!"

After Master Zhihai finished speaking, he pinched a strange magic formula with one hand, and then flicked it lightly towards the nine-leaf purple sun grass. A stream of pure spiritual power flicked from the magic formula on his finger to the nine petals of the nine-leaf purple sun grass.

In a moment, the nine-leaf purple sun grass actually emitted a dazzling purple light, and above its nine petals, a phantom of an unknown purple beast appeared out of thin air. However, the phantom of the beast was a little faint, and it seemed that it had not yet taken shape. Except for the occasional slight tremor, its body had no other perception. But even so, everyone was also stunned by the scene before their eyes.

This is clearly the spiritual thing that this nine-leaf purple sun grass has produced autonomously under the nourishment of the "Fairy Green Soil"! This nine-leaf purple sun grass is indeed evolving in the direction of a fairy grass. If it continues to be nourished like this, I believe that as long as the purple beast is fully formed and the phantom becomes real, it will be a real fairy grass!

"I'll pay 35,000 spirit stones to buy this Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass. Please sell it to me, Senior Zhihai!"

"You wish! You still want to buy the fairy grass at such a low price? I'll pay 40,000 spirit stones. Senior, sell it to me!"

"45,000! Senior..."

"..."

The scene was in chaos in an instant. Even the VIP rooms 1, 2 and 3, which had been silent, seemed to have completely forgotten other things at this time and joined the bidding frantically.

"Pah! Pah!" In a VIP room, someone took off the ghost mask on his face again, slapped himself twice, and then put it on quickly.

"Brother Wu, you..."

"It's okay, I like to play with a fat face..."

In the end, this thousand-year-old Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass was bought by Zhu Junhao in VIP room 3 at a sky-high price of 110,000 spirit stones. This was a bit beyond Wu Yan's expectations. But thinking about it, Wu Yan felt a bit amused. This is really ironic. I remember that I was in a hurry to sell this Nine-Leaf Purple Sun Grass, and I only sold it for more than 3,000 spiritual stones. I didn't expect that its value would increase by dozens of times after this resale.

Wu Yan now has a mixed feeling in his heart. However, Tan Lang, who had been hiding in his blood palace Dantian, sneered and said, "These country bumpkins actually regard this kind of incongruous and useless dead thing as a treasure. It's really funny. You little braggart, I know you are depressed now, but you don't have to be so depressed. Let me tell you, if this spiritual herb had not been dug out by you, but continued to stay in the medicine garden and cultivated with the five elements spiritual soil, it would have had the hope of evolving into a fairy grass. Now, it is just a waste. Besides, how can a fairy grass be cultivated so easily? It is simply wishful thinking to want to cultivate a fairy grass with your broken pill furnace that has not yet been activated. What's more, you just picked up a big bargain. The dragon scale armor on your body is a real treasure, but it's a pity that none of these rubbish know the value of it and actually sold such a rare treasure as waste. Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Senior Tan Lang, what did you say? Dragon scale armor! You said that the Heavenly Spirit Armor I'm wearing now is made of dragon scales?" Wu Yan was completely shocked by Tan Lang's words at this moment, and couldn't help but asked in surprise.

"Of course, would this king lie to you? This dragon scale armor was made by a powerful human cultivator in the human world who gathered the power of dozens of Divine Transformation cultivators and killed a deep-sea dragon that was about to transcend the tribulation and ascend to heaven. It was made with its dragon skin and dragon scales. It's a pity that later, that powerful human cultivator still fell on the battlefield of the battle between immortals and demons. Since even such a treasure has appeared in the world, it seems that the Tongtian Pagoda was really taken away by that damn guy... Oh, forget it! It's a good deal for you, kid, so just be happy." King Tan Lang immediately said something that Wu Yan found incomprehensible with some sighs and feelings.

However, Wu Yan seemed to be unable to listen to other words at this time. His mind was completely occupied by the dragon scale armor on his body.

Wu Yan couldn't help but turn over his clothes and look inside. At this time, he found that the armor that he had successfully recognized as the owner by dripping blood was indeed extraordinary. But he saw lines of scales like water ripples, densely distributed on the armor. Moreover, waves of sky blue treasure light were floating faintly on the surface of the armor.

While Wu Yan was busy admiring his dragon scale armor, he suddenly felt someone push his arm a few times, and heard Zhu Junyu next to him say: "Brother Wu, there is one thing left. The senior Zen Master Zhihai is going to auction this thing. Is this what you want to buy this time?"

Wu Yan came back to his senses after hearing this, and looked at the auction hall, and saw that Zen Master Zhihai was just unveiling the talisman on the last wooden box, and showed the items in the wooden box to everyone, and then smiled and said: "This ten thousand year blood grass is not mine, but I was entrusted to sell it on behalf of others, so if you want to bid for it, you can bid now. The reserve price of this item is five thousand spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than one hundred."

"Six thousand spirit stones!" Before Zen Master Zhihai finished speaking, Zhu Junyu immediately rushed to bid.

In the world of immortal cultivation, no matter what it is, as long as it can grow naturally to ten thousand years, it is a rare treasure. Although this blood-transforming grass is a poisonous grass, the poison made from it or the poisonous magic weapon refined from it is also extremely powerful.

Therefore, as soon as Zhu Junyu made an offer, someone else followed suit and raised the price to 10,000 spirit stones. Then, one after another, the offer sounded again.

"15,000, this blood-transforming grass, this young master wants it!" At this time, Bai Peng's arrogant and cold voice once again spread throughout the auction hall through the jade talisman.

Everyone was stunned for a while, as if no one had expected that Bai Peng would even want this poisonous thing. However, thinking about the fact that there was a master of poison, the Poison Venerable, beside him, it must be for him to buy this thing, and the others immediately stopped.

"16,000! Humph, what's so great about it? This blood-transforming grass is for me!" Zhu Junyu held the jade talisman to her pink lips and snorted. She seemed angry. She wanted to buy something for Wu Yan, but she didn't expect it to be snatched by so many people.

"Whose stinky girl are you? How dare you snatch something from me? 17,000!" Bai Peng said coldly without giving in.

"Whose stinky rogue are you? How dare you snatch something from me? 18,000!" Zhu Junyu also said without giving in.

"So it's Miss Zhu San, you're so cruel! Humph, I don't want it. Let's see what you can do with this poison. Let's go!" Bai Peng seemed to be stimulated. He snorted angrily and left the scene with his subordinates.

In the end, this ten thousand year old blood-transforming grass was bought by Zhu Junyu at a high price of 18,000 spirit stones. A moment later, the Jindan-stage cultivator appeared again, holding the wooden box on a tray and walked into the VIP room No. 4.

Zhu Junyu immediately took out the spirit stones to pay the fee, and then handed the wooden box to Wu Yan, smiling and saying: "Brother Wu, take it quickly! Hehe, I just gave you so many poisonous spirit materials yesterday, is it not enough for you? You need to buy more."

Wu Yan took the wooden box and immediately put it into the Qingniu bag, rubbing his nose and smiling bitterly: "Fairy Yu, the more of this kind of things I have now, the better. No matter how much, it is not enough for me."

"Well, I know, if I have more in the future, I will definitely give it to you." Zhu Junyu said obediently.