OBS Chapter 767: Underworld Immortal Tree
Chapter 767: Underworld Immortal Tree
Chapter 767 The Immortal Tree of the Underworld
“The Star-Changing Sun Sword Grass, the starting price is 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones.”
“The bidding begins!”
After Zhang Jiuzong briefly introduced the sixth-grade sword grass spiritual species, he paused briefly and shouted loudly.
“One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, the starting price is not much lower than ordinary sixth-grade spiritual stones, it seems like a small amount of blood.”
Lu Xuan said secretly in his heart.
However, there is a reason why it is expensive. This Star-changing Sun Sword Grass Spirit Seed is extremely popular, especially among sword cultivators, who all want to take this natural sword into their pockets.
“One hundred and twenty thousand low-grade spiritual stones!”
"One hundred and thirty thousand!"
In a few breaths, the price increased all the way to 160,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
“Two hundred and thirty thousand.”
The number of monks calling out prices has significantly decreased.
“Two hundred and twenty thousand.”
Lu Xuan said softly, his voice neither fast nor slow, and you could feel his confidence in winning.
Hundring two hundred thousand spiritual stones to acquire a sixth-grade spiritual species, even the top species at the same level, is not cost-effective for most monks.
“One hundred and eighty thousand!”
At the later stage of the pill formation, the sword cultivator directly raised the price by 10,000, hoping to scare Lu Xuan away.
A sword cultivator in the late stage of pill formation shouted in a deep voice.
“Two hundred and twenty-five thousand!”
“Two hundred thousand!”
Lu Xuan followed closely and shouted out a more auspicious price.
After calling out the price, the number of monks interested in the Star-shifting Sun-changing Sword Grass Spirit Seed suddenly dropped sharply.
“Twenty-one thousand!”
“One hundred and ninety-five thousand!”
But he underestimated Lu Xuan's determination to obtain this sixth-grade sword grass spirit seed.
Without thinking, Lu Xuan raised the price to 200,000.
The monks present were silent.
After hesitating for a while, the female cultivator’s cold voice sounded again.
Zhang Jiuzong looked around and saw that all the monks were attracted by the spiritual seeds in their hands, smiling.
“The object in Zhang’s hand is a seventh-grade spiritual seed, called the Huangquan Immortal Tree. It is said that it was obtained from the ghosts of Huangquan. It is neither alive nor dead. Only in extreme circumstances will spiritual seeds be condensed.”
"After the spiritual plant matures, it will produce a seventh-grade immortal fruit every once in a while. The immortal fruit has many wonderful uses, which are closely related to the spiritual plant itself and the cultivation process. The specific method needs to be explored by fellow Taoists on their own. "
“The starting price of the Underworld Immortal Tree Spirit Seed is 600,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 10,000.”
“The bidding begins!”
"Seven hundred thousand!"
Lu Xuan took the lead and directly raised the price by 100,000, setting the tone.
There are many monks who want to obtain these seventh-level spiritual seeds. There are True Lord Yuanying and True Lord Jiedan who represent large sects and families.
In less than ten breaths, the price rose to 1.2 million low-grade spiritual stones.
“One million and three hundred thousand!”
A childish voice sounded, and a small figure appeared on the meteorite.
The little man is three feet tall, with pale and tender skin that can be broken by a blow. He should look cute, but instead he sits cross-legged on the bones of thousands of babies. From time to time, gray and black ghost babies climb on his shoulders.
“The True Lord Wanying, the supreme elder of Wanying Sect, I didn’t expect him to come over too.”
“One and a half million spiritual stones, Taoist friend Ten Thousand Infants, if you have so many ghost infants, can you feed them if they bear the fruit of immortality?”
A majestic voice sounded, and a meteorite came in front of everyone. Standing on it was a half-human, half-dragon monk with dense green dragon scales on his neck and cheeks. Standing on the meteorite, he exuded strong invisible pressure.
“So it’s you, the old ghost of the green dragon. Why, your time is coming, and you want to use this immortality fruit to transform into a ghost?”
Zhenjun Wanying sneered, and his words were somewhat mocking to the half-human, half-dragon monk.
“One million six hundred thousand.”
Lu Xuan stood in the corner, still hiding his figure, and increased the price by another hundred thousand.
Unlike these two Nascent Soul Lords, he has the confidence to reveal his true appearance. He can only develop it secretly and obtain the seventh-level spiritual seeds in a low-key manner.
The three people's bidding immediately scared away the other monks from the sect.
Lu Xuan didn't care about anything else. As long as one of the two Nascent Soul Lords raised the price, he would directly raise the price by 100,000 and spend money like water. It seemed that he didn't take the spirit stone seriously at all.
“Two million and one million!”
After the price struggled to climb to two million, he increased the price by another hundred thousand.
“This Taoist friend is so generous, I am willing to bow down to him.”
Wanying Zhenjun said sadly, a hidden spiritual consciousness spread over, but under the restriction and isolation of the little man of the spirit spirit, it never returned.
“Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help!”
Lu Xuan changed his voice and said in a deep voice.