There is no future for menial disciples? I draw talismans to achieve immortality

Glancing at the people in the audience, Ye Shanhu smiled faintly and said, "Fellow Daoists, the bidding will begin now. The starting price for this Foundation Establishment Pill is 800 spirit stones."

"Eight hundred, so low."

“This is just the starting price.”

"This foundation-building pill will definitely fetch a high price."

The starting price of 800 yuan is not high to be honest.

The cost price of a foundation-building pill is one thousand spirit stones, not counting the alchemist's labor costs.

Of course, the cost price is one thing. If you actually sell it, one Foundation Establishment Pill will sell for at least three thousand spirit stones.

If it were at an auction, with so many people here, the price would definitely be driven higher.

There will be no possibility of the Foundation Establishment Pill being unsold. It doesn't matter what the starting price is. Even if it is set at a spirit stone, it will still be sold at the required price.

"That's right, the reserve price is 800 spirit stones. Fellow Daoists, please make your bid."

"I'll give you a thousand dollars."

As soon as Ye Shanhu finished speaking, a young man who had reached the great perfection of Qi training made an offer.

This young man looks like a second-generation immortal, with some wealth.

His cultivation had already reached the Great Perfection, and it was obvious that he was buying the Foundation Establishment Pill for himself.

"I'll give you 1,100 yuan."

An octogenarian old man spoke. This old man was also a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the foundation building stage.

For an old man like this, there is basically no hope for him to build a foundation in this lifetime, so he is probably buying foundation-building pills for his younger generations.

One thousand spirit stones is not a small number. It can empty the life savings of a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of foundation building, or even the property of several generations of a small family.

It was obvious at first glance that this old man came from a small family, otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed a Qi-refining cultivator to bid for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"I'll give you one thousand two hundred dollars."

Soon, a middle-aged monk made an offer.

The old man opened his mouth but didn't make another bid, probably because he had no money left.

"I'll give you 1,300."

The young second-generation immortal continued to bid.

"One thousand and five."

At this time, a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage spoke up.

As soon as the Foundation Establishment cultivator made an offer, those cultivators in the Qi Refining stage no longer dared to speak.

Even the young second-generation immortal lowered his head and dared not bid again.

"Sixteen thousand."

The foundation-building monks in the box began to participate in the auction.

"One thousand and seven."

"One thousand and eight."

"two thousand."

"Two thousand and five."

"I'll give you three thousand..."

Next, it is the home court of the foundation-building cultivators.

The price of that foundation-building pill was quickly driven up to three thousand spirit stones.

Those who bid at this time are basically foundation-building cultivators.

Some were in the private rooms, while others were sitting in the venue.

Xu Changshou drank tea and watched quietly without participating in the auction.

There are three Foundation Establishment Pills in total. Xu Changshou plans to bid for the next one, but he will definitely not bid for the first one.

This is the first item to be auctioned at the Wanbao Pavilion Auction. If this item is sold at a good price, it will be a good start.

Business people tend to be superstitious and attach more importance to the first auction item.

If you bid for the Foundation Establishment Pill yourself and don’t plan to pay for it, there’s no need to bid for the first one.

"Three thousand and five."

"four thousand."

"Four thousand three hundred."

"I'll give you 5,000 spirit stones."

Soon, the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill was driven up to five thousand spirit stones.

This price is already very high. At an ordinary auction, a Foundation Establishment Pill would cost about this price.

After the price reached 5,000 spirit stones, fewer people offered bids.

There are not many foundation-building cultivators who can take out five thousand spirit stones, and even fewer who can take out five thousand spirit stones and are willing to buy foundation-building pills for the younger generations in their family.

However, there are so many people coming today that there are always some exceptions.

A middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then said, "I'll offer five thousand one hundred spirit stones."

"Hehehe, I'll give you five thousand two."

A woman's voice was heard in the box.

"Five thousand three." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and bid again.

"Five thousand four."

The woman's voice sounded again.

The middle-aged man looked a little unhappy, shook his head slightly, and stopped participating in the competition.

"I'll give you five thousand six."

A powerful voice was heard in a private room.

After the price was given, the woman hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Five thousand seven."

At this time, only these two people were still bidding.

"Five thousand eight."

The powerful voice sounded again. After he made the bid, no one spoke for a long time, and the woman fell silent.

"The Daoist friend in Box 48 has offered 5,800. Is there a higher price? If not, this Foundation Establishment Pill will belong to Box 48."

Ye Shanhu spoke with a smile.

She was quite satisfied with the price. She had originally expected it to fetch five thousand, but the result exceeded her expectations.

"Five thousand eight per time."

"Five thousand eight hundred and two times."

"Five thousand eighty-three..."

"and many more."

In box number three, a faint voice suddenly came: "I'll give you 6,000 yuan."

Hearing this voice, Xu Changshou's heart moved slightly and asked, "Who is in box number three?"

The top ten boxes in Wanbao Pavilion all have names and are either related to Wanbao Pavilion or are occupied by prominent figures.

Xu Changshou came to keep order, so it was normal for him to be given Box No. 1. Li Linhao and others were given Box No. 2 because of his grandfather.

"Box number three belongs to someone from the Hehuan Sect. He's quite an important figure, and he's the shopkeeper of the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, Zhou Heshuo." Wu Xin introduced with a smile.

"The owner of the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion?"

Xu Changshou's eyelids twitched.

As the saying goes, competitors are enemies. Longfeng Pavilion and Wanbao Pavilion are competitors. Moreover, after the merger of Wanbao Pavilion and Danxia Pavilion, many customers of Longfeng Pavilion were taken away.

At this time, Zhou Heshuo came to the auction, and I’m afraid he has bad intentions.

Wu Xin continued to introduce: "This Zhou Heshuo's cultivation is in the late foundation building stage. His cultivation is not top-notch, but he has a background. His father is a Jindan cultivator."

"Ah."

Xu Changshou nodded slightly and memorized Zhou Heshuo's identity information.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there is an unwritten rule that the direct descendants of Jindan cultivators are not to be killed.

If a conflict occurs, it is okay to teach someone a lesson, but never to kill them.

Otherwise, the golden elixir behind him will definitely take action against you personally.

"What a familiar voice! It's Shopkeeper Zhou."

"Oh my god, Manager Zhou from the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion is here."

"Interesting, so interesting."

"This Shopkeeper Zhou is not to be trifled with."

Many people in the crowd looked towards Box Number Three with fear.

After Zhou Heshuo made his bid, no one else made a second bid.

Ye Shanhu frowned slightly. She thought that Shopkeeper Zhou might cause trouble, but she didn't expect that he would bid for the first auction item.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye, I bought this Foundation Establishment Pill for my beloved grandson. I have no ill intentions." Zhou Heshuo reminded Ye Shanhu as if he knew what she was thinking.

"Ok!"

Ye Shanhu nodded. "Brother Zhou offered six thousand. Is there a higher price?"