Bai Hong has just come into contact with the buying and selling industry, and has never seen an auction, so he doesn't know the doorway at all. （）

"Then let's sell the things there, and we will soon be able to earn a lot of spirit stones. Bai Hong said again with some excitement.

"That kind of place is not something you can go to if you want to, it's not a real treasure, you can't even enter the threshold, and people like us don't even look at ordinary materials and magic weapons. The woman packed up her things and turned back to explain to Bai Hong.

"I don't have so many high-level magic weapons, it's not good!, and I have even more powerful high-level magic weapons that I haven't taken out!" Bai Hong replied with a pout, looking very unconvinced.

"These high-level magic weapons of yours are indeed good things in the eyes of the foundation building period of the refining period, but in the eyes of the monks of the Yudan stage, they are nothing at all, they are top-level magic weapons, and they will not take a second look. ”

"Top magic weapon!" Bai Hong was slightly surprised, obviously he had never seen such a magic weapon.

"Yes, this high-level magic weapon is even better, a top-level magic weapon. ”

"Since there is such a magic weapon, why don't the big bad guys sell it to me!" Bai Hong crossed his hands on his hips, a little disgusted.

"Your big bad guy senior, maybe I'm afraid that you will be in trouble!" The woman smiled when she saw Bai Hong like this.

"It's just selling things, what's not troublesome about this, as long as you can earn spirit stones. Bai Hong muttered in disbelief.

"Don't believe it, sometimes, it really happens to cause unnecessary trouble. ”

"In this way, low-level magic weapons don't dare to take them out and sell them!" Bai Hong's big eyes blinked back.

"It's not like this, if there is a strong backer, or there is a strong force to support it, then others will worry about it, and they won't dare to do anything at all. ”

……。

Time passed quickly, the sky gradually darkened, pieces of moonstones, the square is no longer dim, the stalls in the field have been occupied, and the later people can only sigh, if they come so early for that day, they will not miss this opportunity.

The number of monks coming to the city is increasing one after another, and some of them have become impatient and tirelessly wander through the stalls at night.

As for Bai Hong, she is not busy, she always has to introduce the magic weapons on the stall to the monks who ask, because in her stall, all the finished talismans and magic weapons are sold, and most of the other stalls are materials, etc., so she will always attract more attention here.

But there are a lot of people who ask, but her high-level magic weapons are always not sold, why is this happening? Because most of the people who would come here to sell things in the early days were some Qi cultivation stage monks, who were shy in their pockets and couldn't afford expensive magic weapons at all, while monks who were interested in buying middle and low-level magic weapons, after seeing these high-level magic weapons, naturally they had no intention of buying them, but the talisman was better to sell.

Not only that, but it seems that the entire business of the square has been ruined by her, because no one sells high-level magic weapons except her.

"Hey, little girl, wake up. ”

In the early morning of the third day, a young man in the early stage of foundation building, passing by Bai Hong's stall, he seemed to have taken a fancy to something on the stall, and shouted to Bai Hong, who was sleeping, this is the first person to ask.

"Oh, what does this fellow Daoist need?" The woman on the side saw that Bai Hong was still asleep, so she asked back.

The young man turned his head to look at the woman, with a strange look in his eyes, and looked back and forth between the woman and Bai Hong a few times, then pointed to a feather fan covered with cyan spirit patterns on the stall, and asked, "How many spirit stones are willing to sell this high-grade feather fan?"

"Oh! Daoist friend said that this Qingling Feather Fan needs five hundred spirit stones!" the woman replied after glancing at what the other party was referring to.

"Five hundred spirit stones! This is too expensive! It must have been left out for a long time and not sold. Without shouting, the young man turned his head to look at the woman, and at this glance, his eyes did not light up, and immediately showed a malicious smile.

Bai Hong was asleep, suddenly woke up by a surprised word, sleepy eyes crawled up, saw the young man in front of him, and heard the other party's words overnight, and saw his annoying look, he was very unhappy.

So, while yawning, he replied dissatisfiedly: "At this price, buy it and take it, don't delay us if you don't buy it." ”

"I said that you little girl, do you look down on our Wang family, and tell me the attributes of the magic device, if it meets my requirements, then I will buy it directly. ”

"Wang Daoyou, stop playing music here, save some thoughts!"

The young man who claimed to be a member of the Wang family had just finished speaking, when suddenly a faint voice came from behind him.

The young man frowned, turned around to look, and saw that it was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, with a cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building.

"It turned out to be Wei Daoyou, what's the matter, Brother Wei wants to take care of Wang's affairs!" The young man recognized the person, and he was not afraid of the other party's cultivation, as if the Wang family behind him was not a small force.

"How can Wei care about your business. The middle-aged man replied.

"In that case, then don't bother me. "The youth are not welcome.

"I'm just here to deliver something, and I'll leave after sending it, and I'll trouble Wang Daoyou to let me go. The middle-aged man seemed to be quite jealous of this person, and said very politely.

The young man stopped talking, took a step towards the woman's stall on one side, and then looked at the female stall owner in front of him explicitly.

"I believe that the two of you also know that the auction will be held in two days! The middle-aged man stepped forward, first hugged Bai Hong and the woman, and then took out two thick gold leafs from his arms and handed them to Bai Hong and the woman on the left and right.

Bai Hong and the two glanced at each other, then reached out and took the gold leaf in front of them.

They glanced at the gold leaf, and saw that there were two silver seals written on the gold leaf.

When the young man on the side saw this thing, his eyes were full of incredulity, and then the woman didn't notice him before he met, so he walked away silently.

He knows this kind of thing very well, he has seen it with his own eyes, and he has touched it with his own hands.

A day ago, he personally took a touch of the same gold leaf in his hand to meet the ancestor of his clan, and only monks above the Yudan period can enjoy this treatment, even if they ask for it during the foundation building period, they can't ask for it.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wei of the Halal Sect left with a lot of disdain in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth snorted softly, so he turned around and continued to look at Bai Hong and the others.