The scene was silent for a long time.

As an auctioneer, Yang Dahai was inevitably a little embarrassed in this atmosphere.

Not long after, he sighed softly, and when he was about to announce that the auction had been rejected, a lazy voice rang.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand."

When Yang Dahai heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly raised the auction hammer: "Box No. 21 is 550,000 once, 550,000 twice, 550,000 three times, the deal is done! Congratulations to No. 21 Dao

Brother!"

Yang Dahai's sharp eyes naturally noticed that the sound came from the first box near the door.

That box is exactly number 21.

He was a well-rounded person. He had seen Situ Bo take the initiative to submit to the people in the box before, so he naturally knew that the other person was at least a powerful person in the late stage of integration.

His tone naturally became respectful.

When handing over, Lin Feng happily threw out a storage bag containing 550,000 low-grade spiritual stones, which was just drizzle to him.

Situ Bo and others, who secretly observed this scene, looked at each other and nodded secretly.

"I think it's possible that he is an alchemist, or that he knows an alchemist, otherwise he wouldn't be so enthusiastic about these spiritual herbs."

Situ Bo said in a deep voice.

Of all the items he auctioned this time, spiritual herbs accounted for at least 30%.

In fact, there are still a lot of spiritual herbs in their respective storage bags, but these spiritual herbs can be used to refine some popular elixirs, and the quantity is also considerable. They can wait until they go to Yanxuan Continent to find them.

An alchemist paid enough to help them refine it.

As for the less popular spiritual herbs, or those in relatively small quantities, they all were thrown into this auction.

I believe that in addition to the forces in Xihua City, various forces in other cities also store a lot of spiritual herbs.

They have no way of refining elixirs for things like this, so they can only put them there, and will take action as soon as there is a suitable channel.

"It is possible that although the herb Qingguangcao can refine Qingyundan, the average four-star alchemist's refining efficiency will not even exceed 10%. It is true that the properties of this kind of spiritual grass are relatively cold, and it is

It is used for breakthroughs, so it is relatively restless in nature, unlike ordinary herbs with mild properties. It is difficult to suppress it with the flames controlled by the alchemist alone."

Zhang Xiong sighed softly and said.

They sell these herbs very cheaply.

A finished elixir like Qingyun Pill, even if it is only low-grade, is worth millions of low-grade spiritual stones.

Although the probability of a low-grade Qingyun Pill allowing a peak Nascent Soul monk to break through is only 30%, for many monks, 30% is already a pretty good increase in probability.

Twelve plants cost only 550,000 low-grade spiritual stones, which is really not expensive.

At this moment, Situ Bo was stunned.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Xiong caught a very faint fluctuation of spiritual consciousness and couldn't help but ask.

"That fellow Taoist just came to me and asked me if I could add additional auction items to the auction list. He seems to have something to auction."

Situ Bo asked with a wry smile.

"this……"

Zhang Xiong frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said: "As long as the quantity is not too much and the quality is sufficient, then agree to it and treat it as selling him a favor."

"good."

Situ Bo quickly looked for the imprint of spiritual consciousness that was about to dissipate, and conveyed his meaning, which roughly meant that he should go to the box to get something.

However, Situ Bo was stunned again.

"What happened again?"

Zhang Xiong asked.

"He said...wait a moment."

Situ Bo was a little confused.

Since there is something you want to auction, you can just take it out directly. Why do you say you have to wait a while?

Just when several people were stunned, in the private room, Lin Feng had already taken out the alchemy furnace. Without any preparation, he just sat on the sofa and started refining directly with a flick of his fingertips.

"Brother Lin, do you still know how to make alchemy?"

Qianqian looked surprised.

As a demon clan member, Qianqian certainly knows how difficult it is to make pills.

For ninety-nine point nine percent of the powerful demon clan, learning to make alchemy is even more painful than having them engage in a life-and-death struggle.

Therefore, after discovering that Lin Feng could not only refine weapons, but also refine elixirs, Qianqian became even more curious about Lin Feng.

"I just practice casually for fun."

Lin Feng casually threw all twelve green light grass plants into the alchemy furnace, and then found some auxiliary medicinal materials from the divine water space and threw them all in one after another.

Qianqian's beautiful eyes suddenly widened when she saw this scene.

She finally knew now that Lin Feng didn't know how to make alchemy, but really just did it for fun.

A ray of Earth's Heart Flame ejected from Lin Feng's fingertips and entered the alchemy furnace. After the Earth's Heart Flame appeared, the temperature in the box suddenly increased a lot.

"This flame seems very special."

A trace of fear flashed across Qianqian's expression. The snake clan is originally cold and is most afraid of fire, and Lin Feng's earth core flames are much stronger than ordinary flames. It is normal for Qianqian to feel scared.

While controlling the flame with his spiritual consciousness, Lin Feng formed seals with his hands and began to refine the elixir.

Qianqian stopped talking. She knew very well that she had to concentrate fully when refining alchemy. Although in her opinion, it was impossible for Lin Feng to succeed in refining alchemy this time, she still kept quiet very obediently.

However, suddenly, Lin Feng looked at her and asked: "By the way Qianqian, I heard that you demon clan has very few alchemists, is it true?"

"Gah?"

Qianqian was a little dumbfounded. She glanced at Lin Feng's hand that was still forming seals and the flames that were beating slowly in the alchemy furnace. Her whole body felt bad.

Is it said that an alchemist must maintain absolute concentration when making alchemy?

Why can you still be distracted and chatting with yourself while you are making elixirs?

Isn’t this too ridiculous?

"Qianqian? Qianqian? What's wrong with you? Why are you distracted?"

Lin Feng formed a seal with one hand, waved the other hand in front of Qianqian's eyes, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I……"

Qianqian's mouth twitched, and she felt that her world view had been subverted when she saw Lin Feng's alchemy actions.

"Very few indeed."

Qianqian replied feebly, and at the same time she was also very curious as to why the elixir refining had not failed this time.

"Indeed, I can see that most of your demon races are weak in spiritual consciousness, and refining elixirs relies most on the control of fire by spiritual consciousness, so it is normal that the number is small."

Lin Feng was refining elixirs while chatting with Qian Qian.

During this process, Qianqian would look at the alchemy furnace almost every few seconds, and the thought "Why hasn't the refining failed yet" flashed through her mind.

A quarter of an hour passed quietly.

"That's almost it."

A smile appeared on Lin Feng's lips, and with a wave of his hand, a row of twelve neat jade bottles floated in mid-air.

"What's almost done?"

Qianqian came back to her senses and asked subconsciously.
Chapter completed!