"My God, Brother Fengchen, you also think about it, we don't have that much money now, even if we don't buy the materials and props necessary for the exploration of the ruins, it will only be more than 300,000 gold coins, you can't think that that thing only needs more than 300,000 gold coins, you can shoot it directly, right?" Hearing Fengchen's resolute tone, Leng Tomb couldn't help but raise his forehead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I also know it's impossible, but," I understand what Leng Tomb means, and Fengchen himself knows that just with the amount of gold they have left, it is impossible to auction off this local lower-level martial art, Blood Pupil Technique, "Even if I know that we don't have that much money now, I still want that martial art, I don't know why, after listening to the introduction, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, that martial art, I have to get it, and at any cost!"

It's just such a sudden feeling, it seems that this martial art that should have been an unknown life has an inseparable relationship with himself, so that after Fengchen listened to the introduction, he could no longer take his eyes off this blood pupil technique, and there was no reason.

“。。。。。。 Since Brother Fengchen said so, then okay," Hearing Fengchen's unreasonable reason, Leng Tomb was silent for a few seconds, poked his head over and rushed to Wang Ruochen, who was separated by two seats, and said, "Eldest sister, let's talk about it, what should I do?"

"What should I do, what's wrong with you, Leng Tomb!" Wang Ruochen turned his head in some surprise, as if he hadn't noticed the abnormality of Fengchen at all, let alone knew the conversation between Fengchen and Leng Tomb before, thinking that there was something wrong with Leng Tomb again, and said a little impatiently.

"It's not what's wrong with me, it's Brother Fengchen who has something to do!" Leng Tomb said helplessly, and originally wanted to complain a few words, but Wang Ruochen directly regarded the problem as if he had made it himself, thought about it, and gave up considering that the time was not so sufficient.

"Fengchen, Fengchen, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ruochen couldn't help but pay attention to the wind and dust sandwiched between her and the cold tomb.

"I want to auction this martial art!" Feng Chen still didn't deflect his gaze, gritted his teeth, and said.

"Auction this martial art? I thought it was a big deal, I wanted to auction it. What, you want to auction this martial arts ?!!" Before he could react at first, Wang Ruochen finally realized the meaning of Fengchen's words, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It seems that there are really a lot of guests who are interested in this blood pupil technique, this time you can rest assured, this martial art will not be auctioned!" Wang Ruochen's exclamation had to be said to be very loud, and the position was still so far forward, with an exclamation, even if Yan Hong on the stage didn't want to hear it, it was impossible at all. But after all, it is Yan Hong, and he will naturally not be interrupted by Wang Ruochen's sudden exclamation, let alone get angry easily, and a simple sentence will calm the commotion brought by Wang Ruochen. ]

It's just that while the cultivators smiled at Yan Hong's words, Yan Hong's gaze glanced at Fengchen and the group in front of him as if nothing happened, just a momentary glance, but it brought a warning to Fengchen and his group, making his back cold.

"Big sister, you be quiet!" was warned by Yan Hong again, and it was even worse than the previous time, Leng Tomb couldn't help but whisper to Wang Ruochen. For fear that Wang Ruochen would make another fuss without knowing the severity of the matter, it would be unclear whether Yan Hong would continue to endure it at that time! Don't look at Yan Hong who has not spoken now, it is just for fear of affecting the overall atmosphere of the auction.

"Okay!" nodded, Wang Ruochen glanced at Yan Hong a little stupidly: the glance that Yan Hong glanced at just now made her body tremble, and her body was cold. This feeling reminded Wang Ruochen of when he faced Yan Potian, although there were some gaps, but in general, they were very similar.

Lowering his voice, Wang Ruochen continued: "Hey, Fengchen, you're not kidding, do you want to auction this martial art?"

"Hmm!" Fengchen nodded again, and said softly: "I must get this martial art, no matter what means!"

"What kind of evil are you falling for, what's so good about such a martial art?" Wang Ruochen couldn't help but hold his forehead, and his tone was full of helplessness. She is also the same as Leng Tomb, she is not optimistic about this martial art at all, but now Fengchen says that she wants it.

If you have money, then forget it, anyway, no one can control if you have money, but now, "We don't have so much money to auction such a martial art, I can make it clear to you, no matter what, all we can use is the remaining 100,000 gold coins, don't even think about anything else! If 100,000 gold coins can be auctioned, then feel free, if not, I won't give you more gold coins! However, even if we give it to you, it's actually the same as not giving it to you, this martial art will definitely sell more than this price!"

Hearing Wang Ruochen say this, a slight struggle flashed in Fengchen's eyes, and after a few seconds, his eyes returned to the clear wind and dust, and finally shifted his gaze, and this new fixed point was on Leng Tomb's body.

"Leng Tomb, can you remember who is the person who auctioned off this martial art, right?" Feng Chen's eyes looked directly at Leng Tomb, very clear.

Looking at the clarity and clarity in Fengchen's eyes, Leng Tomb didn't know what Fengchen meant, sighed, and said helplessly: "I can indeed remember who it is, but, Brother Fengchen, do you really want to do this? This is not like you!"

If it is Leng Tomb himself, Leng Tomb has no psychological pressure to do this kind of thing at all. But when the matter was put on Fengchen, even Leng Tomb, a bystander, couldn't help but speak out to dissuade him, because doing so was obviously not in line with Fengchen's nature.

There is no pressure for Leng Tomb to do this kind of thing, but Fengchen goes against his nature to do this kind of thing, and the consequences are not big or small. If Fengchen sees it in the end, it will be nothing, at most, Fengchen has made some changes by himself. But if Fengchen didn't see it in the end, and kept this matter in his heart, it would be a little bad.

Many times, the inner demons are bred because of such a trivial matter, and then become a great obstacle to the cultivation of cultivators.

"I can't care so much, although I don't know what will happen after doing this, but I know very well now, if I don't get that martial art, I should regret it for the rest of my life! When the time comes, it's not just as simple as breeding demons!" Fengchen replied without hesitation, and even made Leng Tomb a little surprised by the speed of Fengchen's answer.

Moreover, Fengchen's answer completely made Leng Tomb unable to refute: if you do this, you may have demons, but if you don't do this, you will definitely breed demons. In this way, how to choose, the onlooker of the cold tomb is also clear at a glance.

"Since that's the case, then I won't dissuade you, I'll pay attention to who auctioned this martial art in a while!" Leng Tomb nodded and agreed to Fengchen's request. "However, the person who can buy this kind of thing is probably not simple, and when the time comes, we still need to act on the opportunity, so don't just rush up!" Leng Tomb added.

In this state of Fengchen, Leng Tomb is really afraid that Fengchen will be impulsive, but it will ruin things.

"Don't worry, I'm not that idiot yet, even if it's to get something, I'll be patient!" Fengchen couldn't help but smile.

"It's good if you can think like this, I hope now, when the time comes, the person who auctions this thing will be the kind of guy who is rich but not very strong! When we encounter a cultivator who is too strong, we really won't be able to snatch it up, and we will just make enemies!" At this time, if you can offend people less, you can offend people less, and Aochen is not strong enough to ignore everything.

"Well, it's better not to think so much about it now, maybe no one will shoot this thing at all, and we will shoot it for 100,000 gold coins!" Fengchen also nodded in agreement, and joked.

"You really think too much about this brother, this thing, I'm afraid that the starting price is more than 100,000 gold coins, right?"

And at this time, Yan Hong on the central stage finally announced the starting price of the two hundred and seventy-ninth auction item, the lower-level martial art Blood Pupil Technique: "Below, the two hundred and seventy-ninth auction item, the lower-level martial art Blood Pupil Technique, has officially started the auction, with a starting price of 100,000 gold coins, and each increase shall not be less than 10,000 gold coins!" A sentence came out, and he immediately slapped Leng Tomb's face.

"I'll go, is there any mistake, it turned out to be 100,000 gold coins, do you dare to coincide it again?" Leng Tomb was suddenly excited.

"Haha, it seems that we can still bid a starting price!" Fengchen couldn't help laughing, figured things out, and was no longer as nervous as before, he directly raised the number plate in his hand and said, "I'll give 100,000 gold coins!"

"It seems that there are still guests who like this martial art, it seems that the old man doesn't have to worry too much, at least it won't be auctioned is already a good result! Okay, the seventy-sixth guest bid 100,000 gold coins, I don't know if there are any other guests who are interested in this martial art and are willing to pay a higher price to auction this martial art?" Yan Hong said indifferently.

"Okay, that's the result of shouting this time, and then I don't know who will shoot it back at what price, and the rest will be handed over to you, Leng Tomb!" Feng Chen, who seemed to be satisfied, put the number plate beside him, and said to Leng Tomb.

"Leave it to me!" Leng Tomb replied very competently, and a pair of bright eyes began to glance around: "I want to see how many rich people there are in Yanlun City today, and how many gold coins will they be willing to use to shoot such a useless martial art back as a collection!" There was some indescribable confidence in his tone, and he didn't doubt that he would look away.

It's just that Leng Tomb's words have aroused Feng Chen's dissatisfaction: "Hey, Leng Tomb, you said this, as if you were saying that I was blind!" "No, you belong to a special situation, okay?!" Leng Tomb immediately denied it.

"Really, how do I feel that this is not the case, forget it, don't talk about this now, it is better for you to do a good job for me!" Fengchen said a little unyieldingly, but after thinking about it, he let go of the cold tomb again.

"It's good to know, if you disturb me, it's yourself who will suffer in the end, Brother Fengchen! Hmph!" Seeing that Fengchen didn't continue to speak, Leng Tomb said a little proudly, his tail was about to go to the sky, and it was funny to see Fengchen.

"But then again," Leng Tomb finished his conversation with Fengchen, swept around, and said with a strange expression on his face: "It seems that Brother Fengchen, you have been bidding for half a minute, why hasn't anyone continued to bid?"

The whole room was very quiet, even terrifyingly quiet, no one spoke at all, as if the sound had been completely eliminated. And there was not a single cultivator who asked for the price, and it seemed that this martial art was not attractive to them at all.

"It's really, what's going on, doesn't anyone want this thing at all?" Hearing Leng Tomb say this, Fengchen also paid attention, and was suddenly taken aback, and said with joy in his tone.

"This is really strange, this kind of thing, although it is not used, but it is nothing to spend more than 100,000 gold coins to buy it back and collect it, right? Just now, it was not uncommon to see many rich cultivators, and the things sold were more useless than the other, why didn't anyone stand up now?" Such an anomaly, even Wang Ruochen couldn't help but speak.

However, the others didn't pay for the auction of this martial art, although they thought it was strange, and it was impossible for Leng Tomb and Wang Ruochen to stand up and question the cultivators present loudly, asking them why they didn't auction it?

Even Yan Hong, who had reason to have a position to ask such a question, was standing on the central stage with a breezy appearance at this time, as if he was not very surprised by the too silent scene in front of him.

"It seems that the old man still overestimated this martial art, but it is already rare to have a guest bid for the auction. After waiting for a full minute, seeing that no one was holding up the number plate among the cultivators present, Yan Hong didn't wait any longer, and began to speak: "After so much time, no one among the guests is willing to pay a higher price to auction this martial art. Next, I announce that the two hundred and seventy-ninth lot will be sold for 100,000 gold coins to this guest with the number 77. The voice fell, and it was also completely announced that the ownership of this martial art was completely announced, and it was with the mentality of trying out the dust of the starting price.

"My God, I didn't dream about the cold tomb, did I really shoot it directly like this?" Hearing that this martial art was really photographed by himself like this, Fengchen couldn't believe that it was true, and the expression on his face was extremely rich.

There are excitement, doubts, surprises, and sighs。。。。。。 All kinds of messy emotions appeared one by one on Fengchen's face at this moment, and Fengchen's delicate face was very weird.

"Although I don't know why things turned out like this, since it has been announced that this thing was photographed by us, then there is only this one possibility!" Leng Tomb said with some puzzlement, but a hint of relaxation flashed on his face: "In this way, I don't have to pay attention to who took this thing, let alone think about how to deal with those people!"

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