Coming to the hall of the auction pavilion, Lu Wentian's divine sense scanned and found that most of the monks in the hall were cultivators at the peak of the condensate, and a small number of them were high-level cultivators of condensate, as for the mid-level and beginner-level monks of condensate, there was not a single one in the hall.

He just dared to sweep his divine sense in this hall, and in the VIP room on the second floor, he didn't have to think much about it, he knew that they were all monks of the Jindan stage, and there might even be old monsters in the Yuan Infant stage.

Seeing that there were no more empty seats in the hall, Lu Wentian casually chose a position close to him and walked over, and not long after he sat down, a young and beautiful monk went up to the auction table, and said: "Hello everyone, the following auction is hosted by the little woman for everyone, the little woman Song Miaomiao, presumably everyone is no stranger to the little girl, don't talk nonsense, please ask for the first lot." ”

"It's her? This auction turned out to be presided over by her, and it seems that there should be something good in this auction. ”

"The chief auctioneer of the Auction Pavilion?"

"It turned out to be Song Miaomiao?"

As soon as Song Miaomiao's voice fell, a whispered discussion began in the auction hall.

Lu Wentian didn't care about the discussions in the hall, and he wasn't interested in Song Miaomiao's people, he just listened quietly to those casual discussions, the main purpose of his coming to the auction hall was just to pay attention to his Blue Flame Tiger auction, and by the way, he also gave himself a boost of knowledge.

While talking in the hall, the first lot was pushed up, yes, it was pushed, and it was pushed up by the four monks together, although it was covered with a red cloth, but the general outline of the lot could still be seen, this thing was really not small, more than one person tall.

"Everyone, please be quiet, the first lot, star-striped iron, as for the use of star-striped iron, the little woman doesn't need to talk about it, right? However, such a large piece of star-striped iron, the little woman has also seen it for the first time. Song Miaomiao, who was on the auction table, said and pulled down the red cloth covering the star-patterned iron.

"Hiss,,,,,," As the red cloth fell, a gasp suddenly sounded in the hall.

Star-patterned iron, Lu Wentian is no stranger, his best magic weapon flying sword is Feng Tianyu used star-patterned iron to refine for him, it is a rare refining material, the main use is to refine spiritual weapons, of course, it can also be used to refine magic weapons, if when refining magic weapons, mixed with one or two star-patterned iron, then the grade of magic weapons will rise by one order, but few people will use star-patterned iron to refine magic weapons, after all, it is too luxurious.

And such a large piece of star-patterned iron, it is estimated that it will be more than 100 catties even if it is refined into star-patterned iron, and star-patterned fine iron is the main material for refining magic weapons, so the scattered cultivation in the hall will be so shocked.

"Star pattern iron, the starting price is 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and each time the price increases, it must not be less than 100 medium-grade spirit stones. ”

As soon as Song Miaomiao's words fell, a young man's voice on the second floor sounded: "My son, 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing such an offer, the hall that was still discussing in a whisper suddenly fell silent, and the casual cultivators in the hall basically looked at a VIP room on the second floor at the same time.

Damn, is there such a bargain? The starting price is 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and you call 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones for the first time, even if you are determined to win, you can't treat medium-grade spirit stones as spirit stones, right? If you bid slowly, this star-patterned iron will be able to win at most eight or nine thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

For such a bid, it is not surprising that there are only two people in the hall at this moment, Lu Wentian and Song Miaomiao, Lu Wentian has never refined magic weapons since he became a monk, saying that he doesn't care, and it is not surprising that he doesn't care, that person just shouted out 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and Lu Wentian sighed at most, the monks in the Jindan period are all masters with spirit stones!

Song Miaomiao knew the identity of the person who asked for the price, the precious son of the hall master of the Senluo Palace, Nie Xinghai.

For a long time, no one in the hall competed, and Song Miaomiao had to announce the deal.

"The second lot is a ......"

Next, two consecutive lots were directly doubled by Nie Xinghai, originally with the sale of the lots, the atmosphere in the auction pavilion should become more and more enthusiastic, but now, the atmosphere in the auction pavilion is very wrong, and some casual cultivators have begun to get up and leave.

The VIPs on the second floor play like this, they don't have to bargain, they can't afford to provoke, can't we still hide?

"The fourth lot, the best magic weapon, Gathering Soul Ling, the starting price is one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and each time the price increases, it shall not be less than ten medium-grade spirit stones. Although the atmosphere was not right, Song Miaomiao still invited the fourth lot.

This Soul Gathering Ling would not have appeared in this auction, it was deliberately arranged by Song Miaomiao, just to see what Nie Xinghai was going to do, if he still doubled the spirit stone, then this girl would have to terminate the auction, and wanted to make trouble in the auction pavilion, your father is okay, you, it's far behind.

Song Miaomiao's voice fell for a long time, Nie Xinghai didn't ask for a price, the scattered cultivators in the hall began to tentatively bid for the price, and finally Gathering Soul Ling was auctioned away by a casual cultivator at the price of one hundred and eighty medium-grade spirit stones.

Seeing that Nie Xinghai didn't make trouble, Song Miaomiao invited out the next lot, but as soon as the starting price was announced, Nie Xinghai jumped out again, still doubling the original starting price.

At this moment, the casual cultivation in the auction hall directly opened the discussion mode, and the person who asked for the bid obviously wanted to make trouble, of course, this kind of chaos is not something that ordinary people can provoke, at least if you want to cause this kind of trouble, you have to have enough spirit stones.

But well, there should be a good show to watch, the auction pavilion will never let this situation develop, if this is the case, this auction pavilion will not need to be opened in the future, people will come to bid, so why don't you double the price directly, are you an auction pavilion, or a slaughtering pavilion?

However, before Song Miaomiao could get angry first, an old man in sloppy clothes stood up in the hall and shouted and scolded at the VIP room on the second floor: "Little rabbit cub, if this auction is terminated because of your trouble, and Lao Tzu can't bid for what he wants to auction, Lao Tzu will leave the words for you now, and then your father Nie Mad will come in person, and he won't be able to save you!"

After scolding, the old man turned to Song Miaomiao on the auction table again, and said, "Girl, the auction continues, and the old man promises that no one will make trouble again." ”

Song Miaomiao, who was about to go crazy, heard the old man's words, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, senior, now please give out the next lot,,,,,,"

The auction began to continue, and this time Nie Xinghai stopped bidding.

At this time, Nie Xinghai in the VIP room on the second floor, his face was blue and white for a while, he came to the auction pavilion to hit Song Miaomiao's stinky girl's face, don't you think you have a great ability?

Moreover, he had no way to retaliate, or he didn't dare to retaliate, because he had already guessed the identity of the old man, an alternative in the casual cultivation, a sloppy Taoist.

Sloppy Taoist, Yuanying middle-level cultivator, no one knows his real name, only knows that he is a casual cultivator, wearing a shabby Taoist robe that can no longer see what color he wears all the year round, his temper and behavior are extremely strange, and he always carries a broken bowl on his body, he is obviously a senior master, but he likes to beg, it can be said that wherever he goes, he begs wherever he goes.