Anyway, they all showed their faces, and there was nothing to scruple about.

Xu Tian ran to the pharmacy and bought some medicinal herbs, as well as Sanssouci leaves. When he was done, he ran to the auction house to bring his defensive bracelet to auction. One is three defenses, the other is six defenses, which makes the owners of the auction house excited.

The boss was an old man in a green robe and glasses, thin and a bit of an old pedant. He took a magnifying glass, looked at the beads one by one, and couldn't put it down. He was an old scholar who was one of the ten elders of the Cultivators Guild - Yang Jiuling.

Yang Jiuling said excitedly: "9527, these two defensive bracelets were refined by yourself, right?"

"No, it's a family heirloom......"

"Family heirloom, hehe, good craftsmanship. ”

Yang Jiuling smiled, with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "Hey, I really want to buy a defensive bracelet, but I don't have that much money on hand, can you take one off and sell it to me?" ”

Xu Tian still respects this kind of learned person. From his arms, he took out a walnut pendant and handed it to Yang Jiuling. The goods are sold by a fateful person, since Yang Jiuling likes it, this pendant will be given to him. Can it be made into a pendant? Yang Jiuling's eyes widened, he didn't even care about saying thank you or anything, and his whole spirit was put on the walnut pendant.

With such a long period of work, there are more people in the ghost market.

Xu Tian glanced at it and saw Gu Chaoxi, as well as Ren Qingxuan, Zhao Fufeng, Zhao Xiaoliu, Xu Song and others. There were many people dressed in black and embroidered with tiger heads on their chests, and they came to maintain order at the scene. Zhao Fufeng also saw him, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Uchiha Itachi, but he killed Dewey and injured Zhao Mu's people!

Zhao Fufeng muttered something to Zhao Wanliu in a low voice, Zhao Wanliu stared at Xu Tian, and stretched out his index finger to point, which means that you wait. Zhao Wanliu is also wearing black clothes, and the golden dragon with teeth and claws embroidered on his chest is the symbol of the vice captain of the dragon group.

Xu Tiancai didn't take Zhao Wanliu to heart, this was in the Cultivators' Guild, so he didn't believe that he dared to mess around.

Antique shops, is there still Lingyu? There is such a bargain, and it is not taken for nothing.

Xu Tian restrained his breath, mixed in with the crowd, and squeezed into the antique shop. Walking to the place where the spirit jade was put last time, he saw two spirit jade placed there at a glance. His heart had been ecstatic, and he casually picked up a spirit jade, without aura.

He put it down casually, and was about to take the second spirit jade...... Suddenly, his divine sense perceived that someone was staring at him, and this feeling was the same as the last time in the Zheng family's underground boxing arena, the Martial Emperor who hunted down him. Xu Tian pretended not to notice it, and held the second spirit jade in his hand. In an instant, a strong aura surged up, comfortable!

Hmph, did the other party deliberately get a spirit jade to lure him into the bait? Anyway, it was already like this, Xu Tian also let it go, devouring the spirit qi frantically, and only then put down the spirit jade when it was almost over. There were a lot of people around, Xu Tian put down Lingyu casually, and glanced at that person.

It was a tall, lanky middle-aged man standing at the counter with a goatee and a large abacus in his hand. He is not bad-looking, but the bad is in those eyes, which are triangular in shape, with an indescribable cold smell. One of the martial emperors who dared to love and hunted down himself was him.

In an instant, Xu Tian understood everything. He devoured the aura of Lingyu in the store, which made people target him, but the other party was not sure. This time, the antique shop will get another spirit jade and put it there to see if it will lose its aura. Whatever, even if Xu Tian doesn't absorb it, will people let him go? That's impossible!

Xu Tian walked over and said with a smile: "Are you the owner of the antique shop? I have antiques here, I don't know if you can accept them?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Yes, I am the owner of this antique shop, my name is Wei Songzhu, one of the ten elders of the Cultivators Guild. What antiques do you have, let's go inside and talk about them alone?"

"Oops, why did I forget to bring it?" Xu Tian touched his pocket, pretending to be surprised, the fake really can't be faked anymore: "Wait until I bring it over next time, and I'll give you an eye." ”

"Okay, this is my mobile phone number, we can contact you at any time, I'm very interested in your 'antique'. ”

He also deliberately accentuated the word "antique", which means that I am very interested in you. The two of them tacitly agreed, Xu Tian smiled, put the business card in his pocket, and then came out of the antique shop. With such a long amount of work, there are more people in the ghost market.

Suddenly, a person's voice came and said loudly: "Everyone is quiet, quiet, I'll speak." There is another hour before the auction is held, and those who want to enter the auction hall will swipe 5,000 points per person and pay 500,000 in cash. There are also VIP tickets and boxes, which are 20,000 points and 50,000 points respectively, double the cash, welcome to enter. ”

The first time Xu Tian participated in this kind of thing, he was like a dirt bun, brushed 5,000 points, and walked in.

The auction hall is circular, with an auction table in the center. VIP tickets were right under the stage, and they sat around the auction table for a few laps. The further you go, the lower the price becomes, as if you were selling tickets for a concert. The boxes are small cubicles that stretch out diagonally on the second floor, and they are covered by curtains, so you can't see who is inside.

For each lot, there will be a maid who walks past the door of the box. Show the VIPs in each box before walking back to the auction table. The box has the power of being able to see the lots up close. Other people's words can only be watched from a distance. Once the auction is made, payment must be made, otherwise, the Cultivator's Guild will cancel his membership. At the same time, there will be people who will raid the house, and when they will make up enough money, when they will calculate.

Xu Tian came from Han Chuang with 1.8 billion, no longer the poor man before, and spent money to get a box, the number is No. 32. When he walked in, he found that the box was a few square meters in size, with a table, a chair, and tea on the table. Of course, drinking tea costs money, 10,000 yuan a pot. Generally, the people who can come to the box are the gold owners, so they naturally don't care about this little tea money.

With such condescendingness, Xu Tian could see everyone present. Actually, he doesn't need to look at it, it's the same with his divine sense. Gu Chaoxi mixed in the crowd and hid in the corner, just not wanting to attract the attention of others.

After waiting for a while, a cheongsam beauty finally walked up with a microphone in her hand, and said with a smile: "Now, let me introduce the host of this auction, he is Ren Qianxing, the vice president of our Cultivators' Guild, everyone applauds and welcomes." ”