Chapter 155 (1/2)

Now the situation in the imperial city is turbulent, it is not too much to say that the undercurrent is surging.

Chu Xingyun didn't have a deep understanding of LiuYun royal family. Handing this token to Qin Tianyu is undoubtedly the most convenient way to find out the identity and origin of the old man.

Gu Qingshan also understood this truth. After taking the token, he quickly left here.

At this point, the auction resumed.

The old man returned to his original expression and said with a soft smile: ”I just stopped for a moment. Please forgive me. Now the auction continues. The next item is a fourth level spirit wood, named Prajna spirit grass.”

”Although Ruo spirit grass ranks fourth level, it contains pure vitality and can help martial arts repair hidden injuries. The starting price is 500 spirit stones, and the price increase should not be less than 50 each time!”

The high pitched voice dropped, but the crowd didn't respond much. This kind of spiritual material for treating hidden injuries is rarely needed. They prefer to improve their cultivation or enhance their strength rather than recuperation.

”After waiting all night, I didn't find the precious stone suitable for chopping the sword, but I found the Prajna spirit grass. This trip was not in vain.” Chu Xingyun looks at the Prajna spirit grass on the auction table, and his eyes are full of joy.

Qin Yuyan frowned and said, ”you didn't hurt yourself. Why do you want this wood?”

”I didn't hurt myself, but someone did.” Chu Xingyun's mysterious smile immediately called out: ”a thousand spirit stones!”

”Yes?”

When the crowd heard Chu Xingyun's bidding, their hearts trembled slightly. They sighed that Chu Xingyun's wealth was so amazing that they even dared to bid a thousand spirit stones for an almost useless fourth level spirit wood.

One by one, the martial artists closed their mouths, and there was no intention of bidding. You know, Chu Xingyun could take out the low-level martial arts at will and compete with him. It can be said that there is no hope at all.

”I have three thousand spirit stones.” At this time, a little hoarse voice came from the corner of the auction hall.

All of them were stunned. They looked at the sound source and found that the person who had just raised the price was actually an old man. He was wearing simple linen clothes and a hat. He felt weak all over his body, as if he would die at any time. It was very strange.

Chu Xingyun was also stunned. A thousand spirit stones, such as Prajna lingcao, were the highest price. It was almost impossible for anyone to compete with him.

He looked at the old man in hemp. His eyes had just touched the latter's appearance. The whole person stood up, his pupils were tight, and his breath was short. His heart was filled with horror.

”Are there any more offers?” Seeing no one to increase the price, the old man began to count off, but his eyes looked at Chu Xingyun, hoping to see what action he would have in the future.

Not only he, but many people present were staring at Chu Xingyun. Unfortunately, Chu Xingyun did not seem to have any intention to do so. He was smiling and no longer looked at Prajna lingcao.

”Since no one has raised the price, I declare that Prajna belongs to this friend.” The old man tapped the wooden hammer and immediately ended the auction of Prajna spirit grass and turned to other things.