Worried about being seen through, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong smiled wryly, turned around and walked forward with Chang Yuansi. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After walking diagonally for about five or six minutes, the two of them saw a small red lacquered door at the end of the tunnel, and not far from the door was a set of tables and chairs, on which sat a golden-robed monk, sitting leisurely with his eyes closed.

Fang Huairan released a sense of divine sense, and found that the other party turned out to be a monk of the Dan period, and Zhou Tong glanced at each other, and sighed in his heart, the security level of the auction is very high!

But it's right to think about it, if there is no monk in the Dan period, I'm afraid that the shop outside really can't suppress these fellow disciples in the foundation building period.

Sensing that the three people were approaching, the golden-robed monk slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze turned to the three of them, except for Chang Yuansi on the left, he had some impressions, and the other two didn't know each other, but they were wearing the clothes of Tianji Pavilion, and they were all disciples of Tianji Pavilion.

The golden-robed monk spoke, "Each person will pay one hundred spirit stones." ”

There is also this rule, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong looked at Chang Yuansi suspiciously, Chang Yuansi nodded at the two, the two understood that this was the custom, and after handing over the spirit stone happily, the golden-robed monk picked up three from a stack of masks on the table and threw them to the three.

The three of them caught it, and the golden-robed monk spoke again: "This is a magic weapon that isolates the detection of divine sense, after wearing it, it is stimulated, with your foundation building period monk's divine sense, it is impossible to see through the touch of the person behind the mask, bring it with it before you go in, and return it to me after you come out, of course, you have to try to have confidence in your own strength, you can also bring it without it." ”

Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong glanced at each other, there was a hint of relief in their eyes, they were still worried about the safety of the wealth, but they didn't expect that the host of the auction had already solved it.

As for whether the mask can prevent the exploration of the monks of the Dan period, Fang Huairan thinks that it is impossible, no matter how advanced the magic weapon is, it is only a magic weapon, and the gap in rank is there, it is estimated that it is difficult to prevent the monks of the Dan period.

Fang Huairan thought about it for a while, and decided that the auction should not be too high-profile, so as not to be targeted by the monks of the Yudan period, the original plan had to be modified, and if he could not buy it if he saw something useful, he would set a total amount of money that could not attract the attention of the monks of the Yudan.

It's inconvenient to say here, Fang Huairan decided to tell Zhou Tong secretly after he went in.

Soon the three of them activated the mask, Fang Huairan felt that his face was shrouded by a strange fluctuation, and tried to use his divine sense to probe Zhou Tong's mask, but he felt that it was difficult to pass through the mask, and he was always bounced away, it seemed that what the monk of the Yudan period said was true.

The guards of the Yudan period opened the small red lacquer door, and the three of them walked into the room, which was different from the dim and simple of the tunnel, the room was unusually spacious, and the layout was magnificent, with snow-white walls, dark red carpets, chandeliers hanging high, and furniture placed along the walls, all showing the good taste of the owner.

In the center of the room was a square table, with the square table as the center, and hundreds of chairs were sparsely arranged, of which more than 20 chairs were filled with the monks who had arrived first, some closed their eyes to recuperate, some looked up at the ceiling and were distracted, and some chatted with the monks who came with them.

Fang Huairan glanced at what they were wearing, except for the five or six Heavenly Machine Pavilion monks who wore black robes and white robes, the others were all golden-robed Heavenly Machine Pavilion monks.

The three of them walked into the hall, except for a few pairs of eyes, most of them didn't care, Fang Huairan under the mask shook his head and chuckled, pulled Zhou Tong to find a place to sit down, and Chang Yuansi also sat next to him.

As soon as he sat down, Chang Yuansi stared at the square table in the middle and was silent, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong were also relatively restrained when they first arrived here, Fang Huairan remembered his analysis just now, and used Chinese to transmit the voice, and quietly told Zhou Tong that the mask might not be able to prevent the monks of the Yudan period from probing, and the auction should be more low-key.

Zhou Tong heard Fang Huairan's transmission, and looked up at him in amazement, Fang Huairan shook his head gently, Zhou Tong nodded, signaling that he understood.

After that, the two stopped talking, waiting for the auction to start, Zhou Tong followed the appearance of those people, closed his eyes and recuperated, while Fang Huairan quietly observed the monks present, unlike the patrol mission and the bloody night, the number of monks here in the last three stages of the foundation building junior high school is basically the same.

Time slipped by slowly as Fang Huairan observed these monks of the same rank with great interest, and in more than an hour, more than forty monks arrived one after another, and there were nearly a hundred monks in the hall at this time, and the specifications of this auction were not small.

As the sound of footsteps approached, a thin monk in a golden robe walked to the table in the middle of the field and coughed softly, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong also looked at this golden-robed monk, tall, thin, with no mask on his face, a sparse beard, and a fake Dan period of cultivation, seeing him looking at everyone with a smile, he should be the host of this auction.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, the tall and thin monk clasped his fists and said loudly: "Welcome all Taoist friends to the auction of our store, there are both new friends and old friends among you, new friends may not know me, I will introduce myself."

In the next Tianji Pavilion Lu Kaikang, today I will preside over this auction, in the next here first thank you new and old friends for your support, I will not say much kind words, and now we will start today's auction.

The rules of this auction are the same as in the past, first by the shop to auction some things, and then all the Taoist friends come up to auction or trade freely, whether the Taoist friends are auctioning spirit stones or bartering, the store does not care.

But the auction rules of the store old friends may know, new friends may not know, so I will explain the next first: the store will call out a spirit stone reserve price for its own auction items, and then everyone will increase the price, and the highest price will win.

If you don't have enough spirit stones, you can also use items as collateral, of course, the items have to be what I think is okay, and then I will evaluate them according to the market conditions and make a value for spirit stones. ”

With a wave of his left hand, a bracelet floated above the square table, and before the tall monk could continue his movements, he heard someone among the monks sitting below exclaiming, "Storage bracelet!"

The tall and thin monk smiled slightly: "This Taoist friend is well-informed, this is indeed a storage bracelet, this is our ancestor's storage magic weapon, even if it is the entire Dongyang Realm, there are not many, today he just has something to auction, so he personally came to sit down, and by the way, he lent the storage bracelet to the auction for use, which is also to open everyone's eyes." ”

After that, a magic trick hit the storage bracelet, and I saw a flash of light, and a fiery red flying sword more than ten centimeters long fell on the table, and the thin monk introduced in a loud voice: "Fire Spirit Sword, Fire Attribute Top Rank Magic Weapon,......"

At the beginning of the auction, it was a top-level magic weapon, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong were a little surprised, the monks present were not all monks in the late stage of foundation building, and there were many monks in the early and middle stage of foundation building, not necessarily they could afford it.

The Fire Spirit Sword was said to be a rare treasure by the tall and thin monk, and even Fang Huairan couldn't help but want to pay for it, it seems that this host's mouth and kung fu are really not bad.

When the introduction was almost over, the tall and thin monk paused and announced, "The reserve price of this Fire Spirit Sword is one thousand spirit stones, fellow Daoists, please bid." ”

As soon as the words fell, three or four anxious monks immediately began to bid, and after a while, this fire spirit sword was called to fifteen hundred spirit stones, and at this price, the number of bidders began to decrease, and the last female cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building took this fire spirit sword into her pocket at the price of one thousand seven.

Seeing that the Fire Spirit Sword was auctioned at a good price, the smile on the face of the tall monk became brighter and brighter, and he took out the second auction item passionately, and introduced: "The second auction item in this store is the Imperial Fan, the top-level magic weapon of the wind attribute, which can be used no matter what attribute the main cultivation method is, and the wind blade released is dense and ruthless, and it is also very powerful among the top-level magic weapons......"

The second auction item is still a top-level magic weapon, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong both showed a lack of interest, no matter how powerful the top-level magic weapon is, it is not as good as the natal flying sword of the two, and it can't catch up with the rune treasure.

Chang Yuansi was a little interested in this royal fan, but after the price was offered twice, he gave up, perhaps because he felt that the price was higher than his psychological expectations.

Next, two more attack magic weapons were auctioned, but they were not top-level magic weapons, Fang Huairan and Zhou Tong were even less interested, until the fifth auction item started, and the two of them were a little interested, because this auction item was a green inner armor.

"Green rattan armor, half-body inner armor, defensive ability comparable to top-level magic weapons, no need to inject mana, adjustable size, starting price of 10,000 spirit stones. ”

As soon as the thin monk's voice fell, he casually took out a high-level magic weapon flying sword, and stabbed the flying sword at the inner armor suspended in mid-air, and after the green armor was dented, it blocked the flying sword.

The tall and thin monk put away the flying sword and controlled the green armor to slowly rotate in the air, showing everyone the place where the inner armor was stabbed just now.

I saw that there was no other trace of the stabbed place except for a faint white spot, which obviously blocked the attack of the high-level flying sword.

"Everyone has seen it, the high-level magic weapon flying sword hit with all its might, the green vine armor was unscathed, and the test of the top-level magic weapon was not done, after all, even if it can be prevented, it will be damaged, the inner armor itself is a means of pressing the bottom of the box, and no one will use him to resist the attack of the top-level magic weapon, this experiment can prove the quality of this inner armor, and everyone will start bidding below. The tall and thin monk's voice rang out again.

"Eleven thousand spirit stones!"

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones!"

……

After a while, the price was speculated to 28,000 spirit stones, and Fang Huairan couldn't help but whisper to Zhou Tong: "There are so many rich people!"

It wasn't until someone shouted 30,000 spirit stones that the others stopped following the price, and this price was no longer something that ordinary foundation building period monks could afford.

Fang Huairan was also a little moved by this inner armor, and asked Zhou Tong with his eyes, although Zhou Tong didn't see Fang Huairan's gaze, but guessed that he was tempted, nodded, Fang Huairan suppressed his voice and shouted: "Thirty-two thousand spirit stones!"

"Thirty-three thousand spirit stones!" The Heavenly Machine Pavilion monk who had bid for thirty thousand spirit stones just now gritted his teeth and quoted the price, and at the same time turned his head to look at Fang Huairan, and he couldn't see the expression inside through the mask, but Fang Huairan remembered a sentence he had read before: If eyes can kill people, then I am afraid that he has been dead several times now.

Fang Huairan rolled his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Thirty-five thousand spirit stones!"