Chapter 3358: Sky-high price

After the first Rong Ling Pill was successfully condensed, Lu Yi did not stop at the slightest and continued to refine the second one.

Next, the two brothers Bu Qingfeng and Bu Jinglei thoroughly understood what a monster is.

"The second one, the third one, the fourth one..."

"Master is still going on! Wouldn't his mental power be exhausted? How could he be so powerful?"

"It's terrible, this is already the eighth Rong Ling Pill!"

The shock of Bu Jinglei and Bu Qingfeng was constantly refreshed by Lu Yi.

Later, the two of them had gradually become numb, and they were just mechanically calculating the increase in the number of spirit pills.

When the last medicinal material was refined, Rong Ling Pill had already accumulated to 18.

Looking at the eighteen red spirit pills in the space ring, Bu Qingfeng was speechless for a long time, and Bu Jinglei was completely silent.

What do the eighteen red spirit pills show?

This shows that after Lu Yi succeeded in the first pill, he never made any mistakes again!

This rate of success can be described as almost 100%.

What made the two brothers speechless most was that when Lu Yi put away the pill furnace, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "It's a pity, twelve pieces of medicinal materials were wasted, alas!"

With this sigh, the two brothers Qingfeng Jinglei almost fainted.

Sure enough, people are more dead than people, and you have to shop around.

"Master, don't you know what this pill rate means?" Bu Qingfeng still couldn't hold back, wanting to remind Lu Yi.

"Oh? What does it mean?"

"Let's tell you so, don't say you are only a second-rank alchemist now, even if the elders in the alchemy garden take action, they will wake up in dreams if they can have this pill rate!"

"Then they are really wasteful." Lu Yi said lightly.

Hearing this answer, Bu Qingfeng could only smile wryly.

"Master, you can't ignore the difficulty of refining spirit pills just because it's too smooth, let alone a third-rank alchemist, even if a fourth-rank alchemy master makes a shot, the rate of success of the spirit-melting pills will not exceed seven. Sure, do you understand that?"

Lu Yi nodded, seeming to finally understand what Bu Qingfeng was going to say.

But his last sentence was a direct concession Qingfeng was speechless.

"In that case, those twelve pieces of medicinal materials are not a pity. Thank you for comforting me. I feel much better now. I was really distressed just now. After all, they were all bought by Huaxian Lingshi." Lu Yi said At the same time, take out a few Rong Ling Pills to play with.

Seeing that Lu Yi's expression was only slightly satisfied, Bu Qingfeng and Bu Jinglei really wanted to slap themselves twice.

Why do you want to talk about this kind of problem with the enchanting master? Isn't this slapped in the face!

In fact, it cannot be said that Lu Yi talked too much, it was because he did not know what failure was when he refined the first- and second-tier spirit pills.

It can be said that the damage to the twelve pairs of medicinal materials is already Lu Yi's biggest mistake.

And just as Lu Yi finished refining all the Rong Ling Pills, the auction of the pregnant **** grass also happened.

Standing on the auction stage, Deacon Mo took a deep breath and said, “I don’t need to introduce to you too much about the treasures that will be auctioned next. I believe all of you have a deep understanding before this.”

After Deacon Mo had said this, many people were leaving the auction booth on the first floor.

The starting price of Yun Shencao is 100 million, which is a figure that many people can't touch.

Because of this level of treasure, it must be a battle between the gods in the private rooms on the second floor.

To the people on the first floor, they are just spectators.

There is no benefit to staying here other than to suffer.

However, there are still many curious people who want to stay in the auction house to see who will get it.

"Pregnant God Grass is now on auction, with a starting price of 100 million yuan, and each increase in price must not be less than 5 million fairy spirit stones!"

As soon as Deacon Mo's voice fell off, the private room No. 7 started shouting, "One hundred and fifty million!"

Then, the fourth room did his part and immediately said: "200 million."

Before Lu Yi had time to keep up, the other private rooms followed up asking prices: "230 million."

"Two hundred sixty million."

"Two hundred and seventy million."

"Two hundred and ninety million!"

When he heard 290 million, Lu Yi couldn't help but twitch.

Lu Yi was still a little complacent when he had 150 million immortal spirit stones in his hand. Owning so many immortal spirit stones is a small fortune.

But now that he heard the price of the pregnant **** grass, Lu Yi knew how poor he was!

"Two hundred and ninety million just to buy a piece of grass, I really took it." Lu Yi couldn't help but mutter.

Hearing these words, Bu Jinglei said: "The master doesn't have to be embarrassed. It doesn't matter if there is no pregnant **** grass. This time it doesn't work, and then you can find other medicinal materials that can conceive gods and souls."

Lu Yi knew that he had misunderstood the concession that he had just said, and he immediately explained: "It's only two hundred and ninety million. I can still afford it. Besides, such a fairy grass is hard to come by. Anyway, I have to fight for it. Fight."

Bu Jinglei wanted to continue to dissuade Lu Yi with a few words, but Lu Yi had already shouted out: "300 million!"

Many people on the VIP seats that were missed heard the bid for 300 million yuan in the private room three.

"Lu Yi bidding again?"

"Isn't he only 180 million immortal spirit stones? How could he call out the high price of 300 million?"

"When I was bidding on the Yellow Grade Pill Furnace, he clearly had no confidence. What happened this time? Is it possible that he will continue to auction the Juyuan Pill?"

"It should be like this. It is said that Deacon Mo will add a special auction later."

When the discussion on the first floor sounded, many people began to move around again.

They can't participate in the price competition like Yun Shen Cao, but they can't miss the chance to buy treasures like Ju Yuan Dan again.

And the people who surprised Lu Yi shouting were not just the VIP seats on the first floor.

Han Lianyue in the seventh room was also a little surprised.

"What the **** is this Lu Yi doing? Where did he come from the immortal spirit stone competing for the pregnant **** grass?"

"Sister Yue, don't underestimate others, don't forget that they can refine a third-grade Ju Yuan Dan." The young man named Jiang reminded.

"No, it's not that simple. This time we came out to bid for the goddess of pregnancy. It was backed by the power of the sect and family behind. Only when the Hanjiang two families worked together were they eligible to bid. He, Lu Yi, won the bid again. Whose support?"

Hearing what Han Lianyue said, the young man surnamed Jiang was very dissatisfied, and retorted: "Sister Yue, let me remind you again, it's the Jianghan family, not Hanjiang!"

"What if I said it was Hanjiang? Xiaojiangze, are you itching again, do you want sister Yue to loosen it for you?"

"Uh, don't..." Jiang Ze shook his head repeatedly, his tender cheeks full of fear.

"Han Jiang is Han Jiang, just as Yue sister is happy, hehe." Jiang Ze had no bottom line and immediately chose to admit counsel.

Without continuing to quarrel with Jiang Ze, Han Liyue thought carefully and directly raised the price to a prohibitive level.

"400 million!"