Chapter 152 This little cotton jacket is really leaky
This top-quality product has all the advantages except its high price.
If Yan Jingjing had a few billion spirit stones, she would definitely bid for it without hesitation.
Even if it is not suitable for the few people present, it can be taken back to China to increase China's foundation.
But she does not have so many spirit stones.
She and Lu Mingxuan spent 10 million of the 130 million low-grade spirit stones dug in the Kunshan secret realm. Later, when she entered the secret place, she left 20 million each for the Tang family and the Lu family.
So now she still has more than 80 million low-grade spirit stones.
Although it sounds like a lot, it really can't be bought for many items at the auction.
In the end, the transaction price of "Eightfold Sword" was 68 million low-grade spirit stones.
Then, some items were auctioned one after another.
Not long after, it was the auction of Qingyun Token.
Before entering the auction house, Yan Jingjing thought that Qingyun Token was the top item.
Because everyone was discussing the Qingyun Secret Realm in the past two days, she thought the auction house was promoting Qingyun Token.
Now think about it, Qingyun Secret Realm is only a secret realm in the Qi Refining Period, and it is being discussed everywhere because there are many low-level monks in Nanhui City.
"The starting price of Qingyun Token is 6 million, and each bid increase must not be less than 100,000."
As soon as the host finished speaking, bidding sounds rang out outside.
"Six million and two hundred thousand."
"Six million and five hundred thousand."
"..."
Listening to the fierce bidding, Yan Jingjing thought to herself: Fortunately, they already have one, otherwise they would be one of them.
In an ordinary private room.
Zheng Qi listened to the price of the Qingyun Token rising continuously, and regretted it in his heart.
If he had known that Xiao Yi did not have the Qingyun Token, he would not have spent spirit stones to hire a casual cultivator to kill him.
Not only did he waste millions of low-grade spirit stones in vain, but he also got nothing.
But if Xiao Yi did not have the Qingyun Token, how did he enter the Qingyun Secret Realm in his previous life?
Yes, Zheng Qi was reborn.
In his previous life, he and Xiao Yi were both casual cultivators with three spiritual roots born in Nanhui City, but the endings were completely different.
In his previous life, Xiao Yi entered the Qingyun Secret Realm, where he not only obtained many resources to successfully build his foundation, but also met noble people.
With the help of the other party, Xiao Yi went to a better city to develop and soon became a Jindan Zhenren.
But he never broke through the foundation-building period until his death.
When he was reborn, his first thought was that he must seize Xiao Yi's opportunity.
Then, he recalled the memory of his previous life. He made more than 20 million spirit stones by doing swindling and trading, and then the first thing he did was to hire a few casual cultivators to kill Xiao Yi, hoping to snatch the Qingyun token in his hand.
Who knew that there was nothing in the other party's storage bag except some daily necessities and a few thousand spirit stones.
Zheng Qi was very unwilling to not get the token from Xiao Yi.
If he couldn't enter the Qingyun Secret Realm, wouldn't he never be able to break through the foundation-building stage like in his previous life?
What was the point of his rebirth?
Later, when he heard that the Qingyun token was being auctioned, he was overjoyed and thought that he must win the token.
But why were there so many people competing for the Qingyun token?
Zheng Qi's face was very ugly, and he wanted to hack all the monks who bid to death to see who dared to compete with him!
In the end, the Qingyun token was sold for 25 million and was bought by a monk in one of the VIP rooms.
Zheng Qi smashed everything in the room on the spot.
Unfortunately, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't change the fact that he didn't win the Qingyun token.
Everything that happened in the other room had nothing to do with Yan Jingjing.
She was watching Chao Chao and Gao Yiyang playing Gobang.
Chaochao was not interested in the auction, so Gao Yiyang volunteered to play Gobang with Chaochao.
Although Chaochao is small, he is very smart.
In this game, both of them almost filled the entire chessboard before the winner was decided.
The winner was Chaochao.
Gao Yiyang covered his head and was shocked: "I can't even beat a one-year-old child at Gobang. Am I really that bad?"
Ma Hao laughed and said, "Yes, yes, you are very bad."
Gao Yiyang wilted when he heard this.
Ma Hao laughed even louder.
Xixi handed a plate of cherries to Gao Yiyang and comforted him, "Uncle Gao, you are not a bad player, it's your brother who is good. Mom lost more when playing Gobang with your brother before."
Yan Jingjing: "..."
Even if you want to comfort Gao Yiyang, don't drag her out for comparison.
This little cotton padded jacket is really leaky!
Gao Yiyang carefully glanced at his sister-in-law's face, and only when he saw that she didn't mind did he take the cherries from Xixi's hand.
"Thank you, Xixi."
Xixi was really so warm. He was so touched that she was willing to stab his sister-in-law in the back just to comfort him!
After Gao Yiyang was defeated, he replaced He Mingshang, the smartest of the four.
The two of them went back and forth, neither giving in.
After Yan Jingjing took a few glances, she turned her attention back to the auction outside.
At this time, Lu Mingxuan had already photographed several relatively rare spiritual plants, all of which Yan Jingjing had checked on the list before.
She has wood-related abilities, and has not yet found any spiritual herbs that cannot be grown.
So when she encounters such a rare one, she naturally has to take a picture of it.
The highlight of the auction was the Qingpeng Egg.
A monster that could advance to the Yuanying period in just two or three hundred years would naturally be popular in such a remote place.
The starting price of the Qingpeng Egg was 40 million, which was 10 million higher than the yellow-level ultimate skill "Yaezha", and each bid could not be less than 1 million.
Xixi looked at the green egg on the stage, and her soft and cute face wrinkled slightly.
Yan Jingjing pinched her little face and asked with a smile: "You are so young, why are you so worried?"
Xixi looked up at her and said seriously: "Mom, let's take a picture of the green pennant eggs, okay?"
"Why does Xixi want to take a picture of the green pennant eggs?"
"Because Xiaoqing is very scared."
Yan Jingjing twitched her lips.
She even gave it a name.
She felt that her daughter had a talent for being a beastmaster. Not everyone can understand the words of all animals and sense their emotions.
"Xixi, Mommy only has 80 million low-grade spirit stones. If the auction price of the Qingpeng Egg is within this, we will bid. If the price exceeds, Mommy can't do anything."
The few spirit herbs that were auctioned before didn't cost much, just over 5 million, which happened to be the spirit stones in the storage bags of the two original owners of the Void Flying Boat.
Xixi nodded: "Yes, I know."
Most of the people bidding for the Qingpeng Egg were VIP rooms. After the price rose to 70 million, only their room and another VIP room were still competing.
When Lu Mingxuan called out a price of 80 million, the other party also stopped. After
the host repeated it three times and no one raised the price, he excitedly announced that the Qingpeng Egg belonged to them.
Suddenly, Yan Jingjing felt that there were several angry or malicious spirits trying to spy on the situation in their private room.
However, after they found that they could not spy on every move in the private room, they quickly withdrew their spirits and behaved themselves.
Among these spirits, there are many Jindan Zhenren and even Yuanying Zhenjun.
Even they can't see through the real situation in the private room. Either the other party has a treasure, or their cultivation is higher than theirs.
If it is the former, it means that the other party has a backstage.
If it is the latter, the other party himself is the backstage.
No matter which one, they can't provoke it easily, otherwise what awaits them is likely to be death.