Chapter Twenty-Six: It turned out to be just a medium-grade magic weapon

"What are you talking about those things, the sword you auctioned is not a Shenhuang sword!"

"That's right. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" The crowd was in a hurry.

"Since the birth of the Shenhuang Sword, it has encountered countless enemies, and all of them have been beheaded under the sword. When it was first refined, it already possessed the quality of the ultimate magic weapon. Later, five more masters were changed, and many precious raw materials were added to refine together, and its quality almost rose to the level of quasi-immortal artifact......" The auctioneer didn't pay attention to everyone in the audience, and still talked about himself. And the noise of the audience is much quieter.

"Its last owner is my Gu Yan Kingdom's great power Bihai True Monarch, but unfortunately, 35,000 years ago, Bihai True Monarch fell, and the Shenhuang Sword disappeared with it."

"However, this Minghuang sword weapon is made of imitation of the Shenhuang sword, using red meteorite iron and marble as raw materials, and is made by Li Songyang, a famous refining master in Qingzhou, uh, that is, the contemptible ancestor father. As long as it is given enough time to conceive and smelt, it may not have that glimmer of life and break through to the top-grade level! It is really a rare divine weapon, and it can still be used even if it is cultivated to the Jindan stage. If the magic weapon can break through to the top grade, then even the old monster will be red-eyed! ”

Everyone in the audience moved. A medium-grade magic weapon is rare for a monk in the foundation building period. In the low-level periods, such as the Qi Induction Period and the Qi Training Period, the monks usually only use magic weapons, which are not the same as magic weapons. Among the foundation building period monks present, there were still some people who were still using top-grade magic weapons, and they didn't even have a low-grade magic weapon. Now that I see a medium-grade magic sword about to be auctioned, how can I not be greedy?

Moreover, the auctioneer did not boast about himself, this Li Songyang and Li Zhenren were famous in the entire Qingzhou. Li Dazhen learned to refine weapons at the age of nine, and now two hundred and thirty years have passed, and he is already a great monk in the Jindan period. Now that he is willing to refine a magic weapon for the juniors in the foundation building period, how can it not be surprising?

Even if this sword weapon is not made by a real person, it doesn't matter if the disciples draw a scoop according to the gourd, and then the real person puts on a name. The mid-grade grade is not fake, the lines and light on this sword weapon are even more dazzling, and the Li family, as a refining family, is still trustworthy in its craftsmanship.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue was gradually warm, the auctioneer took the opportunity to start bidding: "One hundred medium-grade spirit stones will be auctioned, and the price will be increased by at least ten spirit stones each time, start!" ”

"Two hundred medium-grade spirit stones!" As soon as the words fell, someone directly doubled the price.

However, this price did not scare others, and the market price of only two hundred medium-grade spirit stones was still too small compared to the market price of a medium-grade magic weapon.

"Two hundred and fifty dollars!" "Two hundred and eighty pieces!" "Three hundred!" The auction hall was full of people, and many people raised their offer boards.

"Why don't you bid?" Tang Zhu saw that Di Yuan was unmoved, and asked quietly.

"That Minghuang sword weapon sounds good, but in fact, it can't be Master Li's work at all. I think this magic weapon is just a superficial bluff, and most of it was done by the auctioneer himself. ”

"Oh? Isn't this deceiving the monks? Looking at the auction hall that was still crowded, Tang Zhu was puzzled.

"Deception? It's not cheating. On the contrary, this Li Mu is only a mid-stage foundation building monk, and he can refine a medium-grade magic weapon, which is really incredible. Probably stole his grandfather's sword fetus, otherwise it would have been really amazing. ”

Di Yuan had been paying attention to the black-robed young man, and found that he had just shrugged his shoulders and did not bid, so he couldn't help but laugh dumbly. This young man is not a rich master at first glance, and it is estimated that he can only relax his hand after the auction of the pills.

In fact, Di Yuan still wanted to miss something. In fact, the young man in black does not need to come to the auction house in person. He could directly hand over the pill to the auction house for valuation, and then leave directly with the spirit stone. Or if you have to auction, you can also pay 20% of the auction hall and send the Qi Nourishing Pill directly to the auction table, and you don't have to show up at all.

And Tang Zhu had already considered these situations, but he had already considered them, but he was not worried at all. Part of the reason why the young man in black chose to come in person was because he was worried about what would happen to the auction process, or because he wanted to see what was suitable for him. And the more important reason is because of the abstinence from old age.

When the old man cultivated a protagonist, he almost didn't get anything, but fortunately, this protagonist was barely obedient. Naturally, the plan of pretending to be old and slapping the face can be staged.

This pill auction is a kind of invisible pretense. At such an important moment, how could the protagonist not be present? If the Child of Destiny is not at the scene of the pretending, the entire luck that should have been lowered will be lost a lot. Because of this, it is impossible for the elder to allow the host to leave early.

The crowd in the auction hall began to thin out, and the price of the magic weapon began to slowly move higher.

"Six hundred and seventy medium-grade spirit stones, are there any higher ones?" Li Mu asked twice on stage.