Gu Yin had read books for several years and had a general understanding of the so-called spiritual weapons. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info spirit weapon is a vessel used to store spiritual power, the shape is strange, mainly depends on the mood of the caster, it is different from the magic weapon, the ability of the high-grade spirit weapon to store spiritual power is almost as strong as the spirit stone, and the storage capacity is much higher than the spirit stone.

Magic weapons can also store spiritual power, but the time is too short, so it is only suitable for auxiliary spells and formations. The most important thing is that the production of spiritual weapons is hundreds of times more difficult than magic weapons, first, the maker of spiritual weapons must be golden and fire twin spiritual roots, and second, there are few production methods left for spiritual weapons that have been handed down in the world, and almost all of them are monopolized by the five major families. This has caused a situation where the spiritual weapons circulating in the Dahua market are extremely rare.

The inability to identify the quality of the spirit weapon auctioned here means that it is likely to be a scrapped product, or it may be that it has hidden its value because of its age.

Soon, several monks began to approach the auction table, observing the artifact from all angles.

"These appraisers are all casters, most of them are fire-based spiritual roots, and some are gold-based. They use their divine sense to detect the flow of spiritual power in this spiritual artifact to estimate its value. Wen Tingyan solved Gu Yin's doubts.

"What do you think of this thing, Senior Brother?" Liu Shun asked.

Wen Tingyan's slender hands played with a strand of Gu Yin's hair, and said mysteriously, "Guess? ”

Gu Yin subconsciously felt that Senior Brother Liu was about to start throwing the knife again, but he didn't, and only listened to Liu Shun say: "Are you so optimistic about this thing?" The Liu family's 7-grade casters didn't see what it could be made, otherwise they wouldn't have sent it to auction. ”

"Tilt, there are some things that you can't listen to." Wen Tingyan turned his ghost face to look at the auction table, and said to Liu Shun.

Liu Shun poured out thoughtfulness, and after a while, he said with emotion: "How much do you know?" In his impression, whether he is three years old, thirteen years old, or twenty-three years old, Wen Tingyan has always been like now, not serious, and knows everything.

Gu Yin also wanted to ask this question.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and the appraisers on the auction table also changed several batches, and the auction finally officially began.

A bell.

Ten tones.

Ten tones.

Ten tones.

Fifty tones.

The silence continued, and Liu Shi just wanted to speak.

Fifty crisp brass bells came from the second floor, just a wall away from the previous fifty.

Continued to be silent, with Gu Yin's cultivation, they all felt the coercion from next door, Wen Tingyan and Liu Shuntian couldn't have felt it, but they didn't react, thinking that they didn't want to expose their identities to cause trouble.

In the end, the next door gave up the bidding, and a spirit weapon of unknown quality was auctioned for thirteen high-grade spirit stones and ten medium-grade spirit stones, and the people who participated in the auction speculated which one was the hand.

It's a pity that they couldn't guess, the three of them waited for the auction to end and were ready to leave, and as soon as they walked to the door, they heard a man's voice coming from next door: "In Li Li, the royal family of Xia Jingzhou, can the three next door admire their faces and meet my son-in-law?" ”

Gu Yin subconsciously glanced at Wen Tingyan, this is really not a gathering of enemies, snatching something that Wang Lihuan fancies, it is very comfortable.

But what Gu Yin didn't expect was that Gu Qi was actually there.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Wen, Senior Brother Liu, who was rude. Ah, you're there too. ”

Wang Lihuan's cold face softened suddenly five points when he saw Wen Tingyan and the others, and the corners of his mouth smiled and greeted him, and said: "Senior brother, I said goodbye in Xianghui Mountain in a hurry a few days ago, but I didn't expect to meet here again today, how about a chance meeting, how about going to the 'Drunkard Pavilion' next door for a drink?" ”

Liu Shuntian also politely replied, after all, he was a disciple of the same sect, but Wen Tingyan didn't react, only to see him facing Wang Lihuan with a ghost face, stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head, and said, "May I ask who you are?" The tone was very polite, as if he was sincerely asking Wang Lihuan's name.

The coldness on Gu Yin's face almost didn't hang up, he almost wanted to laugh, this was too damaging to people! It's so pleasant! She didn't want to drink at the same table with Wang Lihuan, whether it was five years ago or five years later, Wang Lihuan's words and deeds all evoked that unbearable memory. Someday we're going to have to settle a general ledger.

"Senior Brother Wen, this is Wang Lihuan, the son of the royal family and the disciple of Senior Uncle Chao Gefeng Ling." Liu Shun poured a cold face to solve Wen Tingyan's confusion, in his opinion, it is understandable that this first disciple who has never appeared in the sect does not know Wang Lihuan, as for what kind of incense to return to the mountain, Wen Demon wants to pretend to be stupid, and Senior Brother Liu can naturally only give full play to his advantage of 'facial paralysis'.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Wang! I have admired the daimyo for a long time! Wen Tingyan replied exaggeratedly, and the three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Wen Demon always calls himself an elder, under the pretext that he has a bad memory and is busy with cultivation, he can find him for anything in the future, and the smile on Wang Lihuan's face is almost unbearable, this feeling of being inferior all the time has not been experienced in the disciples of Mirror Xuanzong for a long time.

After this trick of stealing people's favor and falling into the ground, Liu Shuntian left as a person who really cared about the recruitment of disciples, and the fake and shoddy Wen Demon Sin pulled Gu Yin back to the Liu family and began to study the strange spiritual weapon.

Even Bai Zhi gave up the benefit of sleeping twenty hours a day, and squatted beside Wen Tingyan excitedly and wagged his tail.

"Ayin, come here." Wen Tingyan motioned for Gu Yin to stand opposite him, and then put the so-called spirit weapon in her hand.

A small and delicate ...... Teacup? Delicate to the size of a knuckle, with unrecognizable characters engraved on it, it looks rather strange.

Wen Tingyan said: "You try to input spiritual power into the teacup. Gu Yin entered the pitiful spiritual power in the dantian according to his words, and the cup was a little bigger than the size of a hair, it was not an illusion, Gu Yin's divine sense detected it.

"This is the artifact?" Gu Yin couldn't help but marvel, she could feel that the spiritual power she had input was intact and preserved, without consumption or loss, which was different from the last time she emitted spiritual power.

"Many high-grade casters, alchemists, and array warlocks in Dahua have a top-level spiritual weapon to store the spiritual power they need but don't have themselves, for example, most of the casters are fire attributes, and when they need metal spiritual power casting, they can store metal spiritual power in the spiritual weapon. This is just a gadget, for you to control the loss of spiritual power, don't be like last time, the cultivation is almost exhausted, it's very dangerous. Wen Tingyan habitually touched Gu Yin's head, originally he planned to find a suitable spiritual weapon for Gu Yin first, and then let her learn to moisturize things, but he didn't expect something to go wrong.

Gu Yin stared at the spiritual weapons in front of him thoughtfully, and said, "Are all spiritual weapons cup-shaped?" ”

"It's all strange, looking at the mood of the foundry, I've seen a night pot-shaped spirit weapon." After Wen Tingyan finished speaking, Gu Yin trembled in disgust.

"Spirit weapons are so rare, wouldn't it be more convenient to use more high-grade spirit stones? And the spiritual power is more refined. Gu Yin raised her own question, and she was struggling with this question from the beginning.

Wen Tingyan handed the small teacup to Gu Yin and motioned her to put it away, and took out a triangular spirit stone out of nowhere, and said, "This is a low-grade spirit stone, you can feel the spiritual power inside." ”

Gu Yin's divine sense swept over, and only then did she understand what Wen Tingyan meant, the spiritual power in the spirit stone had no attributes, and she said, "Understood." ”

"Let's go, I'll send you to Liu Han, the disciples who are running for the election should have a set of troublesome rules to follow." Wen Tingyan took her hand and led her through the garden where she came.