The fox was still a little worried, and then thought that it was a big deal to ask his father to come forward, so he put his mind at ease. Yun Qi didn't think too much about it, she had already seen how powerful the bell was that day, and naturally she didn't feel that there was anything to be afraid of.

Everyone was chatting, and the auction officially began. A platform rose in the open space in the middle of the auction hall, and then the old man, nicknamed Prime Minister Turtle, walked up and coughed lightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to all Taoist friends, I am the host of this auction, Gui Mo Yan. There are a total of 34 treasures in this auction, and the auction catalogue has been sent to you by mobile phone, if you have not received them, please contact the waiter to pick them up. ”

Prime Minister Gui glanced around and saw that there was no problem, and said, "Then, now I announce that this auction has officially begun." ”

"The first lot is a fragment of an ancient magic weapon, from a secret place in the East China Sea, the purpose is unknown, the starting price is 5 spirit stones......"

Mu Fan glanced at it, not interested. This thing has long been scrapped, and there is no value in repairing it. But I finally knew what the fox was looking at, and it turned out to be the auction catalog.

The fox consciously handed over the phone and muttered: "Our things are in the end, the fan is ranked in the 32nd auction, and the Zhuyan Dan is divided into two parts, the finale." ”

Mu Fan took the phone and browsed it one by one, shaking his head secretly while watching. What is this? Basically, they are all goods that are only used during the Qi training period, and they have no value at all.

Seeing him shake his head, the fox smiled: "I know you have a high vision, but what good things do you expect from this kind of auction once a month?" There are really good things, most of them are also used for personal use or exchanged with each other, and the probability of being auctioned is not high. ”

I was a little disappointed in my heart, but in the end, I slapped some herbs and prepared to use them for Bai Lingxue's alchemy. Speaking of which, what Mu Fan is most distressed about now is these medicinal materials, which are too few and too few. Many things are either extinct, or they are only produced in very few secret realms, and the output is surprisingly small. As for the present life, it is difficult to buy wild ginseng of the last year, let alone others? The reason why Bai Lingxue's alchemy level was not high before was not only because there was no proper inheritance, but also because there were not enough medicinal materials to practice at all.

The auction proceeded calmly, and the number of bids was not very large, as if it was calm before the eruption of a volcano.

Soon, Prime Minister Gui Cheng cleared his throat and said: "Now, it is the 32nd lot, the ancient magic weapon Wuyue Qiankun Fan, which can transform the attack of Wuyue, is already the grade of a spiritual weapon, and its value is understood by everyone, so Xiao Lao'er will not say more." The starting price is 100 spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 10 spirit stones each time, and the auction starts now! ”

"I'll give out 100 spirit stones. This Wuyue Qiankun fan is my magic weapon, and it was accidentally stolen by a thief. I hope everyone will give Yang a certain face, so don't fight with Zaixia, how about it? Yang thanked me here. As soon as Prime Minister Gui finished speaking, a clear voice came from the box not far away, but there was a bit of threat in his words.

"Yang Daoyou, if Your Excellency disrupts the auction order like this, you can only ask Your Excellency to leave." Prime Minister Gui frowned, and his voice was a little impatient.

The fox chuckled softly: "This guy is really in a hurry, this kind of threat has been used." ”

"Do you want to help him raise the price?" Yun Qi rarely did not dismantle the stage, and her eyes were full of eager light.

"Help!" Bai Lingxue gritted her teeth, and her eyes were also full of excitement. It is rare to see that these three people have the same opinion, and Mu Fan naturally will not dismantle the stage, so he nodded and agreed, making more money, what's the difference? Anyway, that guy has murderous intentions towards himself, and there is no psychological burden to pit him.

The entire auction hall fell silent for a while, and no one bid. However, the prime minister on the stage is not worried at all, your Yang someone's face may not be so valuable......

Sure enough, in less than half a minute, someone in the other box laughed.

"Yang Xiaoer, my son just needs a magic weapon recently, can you give me a face?"

"The surname is Wang, you!"

"Shut up if you don't have money, at the auction floor, talk with money, and my son bids 500 spirit stones."

The fox excitedly introduced: "The one who spoke was a person from the Wang family, named Wang Xinming, and the one surnamed Yang had always been at odds. ”

"His nickname is Yang Xiaoer? Or does he have an older brother? Yun Qi also leaned over and asked.

"With your IQ, Ben Fox can't explain it to you." The fox raised his chin, "Forget it, this fox takes care of the disabled, and his family is his own, but they are the second in their generation in the clan, understand?" ”

"Dead fox."

With Wang Xinming at the beginning, gradually others began to increase the price, and the price soon rose to 800 spirit stones.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monk surnamed Yang couldn't care about anything, so he was ruthless and raised his voice: "1000 spirit stones!" I'll give a thousand! If you dare to raise the price again, we will not die! ”

"Yo, Xiao Er is angry? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my brother will give you this face, don't add it. However, if others want to increase the price, I can't blame me. Wang Xinming accepted it when he saw it, the other party was already red-eyed, although the two didn't look at each other correctly, there was really no need to really make a mortal enmity.

There was silence in the auction hall again. Although this magic weapon is good, the value of a low-grade spiritual weapon is almost like this, and everyone has nothing to increase the price.

Gu Cheng waited for a long time, and when he saw that no one had raised the price, he said: "1000 spirit stones for the first time, this is a rare spirit weapon, don't you have anything to increase the price?" ”

"1000 spirit stones for the second time, friends who are interested, this is the last chance......" Prime Minister Gui Cheng slowed down, his eyes swept towards Mu Fan's box, and he thought to himself, don't these people raise the price?

"1000 Spirit Stone Third ......" Seeing that Mu Fan and they didn't react, Prime Minister Gui Cheng had already raised the auction hammer, but was interrupted by a crisp child's voice.

"1100 spirit stone meow."

Mu Fan turned his head in surprise, only to see that the bell behind him was being held in the arms of the fox, his calves were kicking one by one, and his arms were grabbed by the fox, shaking and shaking, and he made the shape of a lucky cat. Don't think about it, the bell offer must be the fox's ghost idea.

Seeing Mu Fan looking over, the fox tilted his head sideways and said with a smile: "Help you earn more, rest assured, that was not his psychological limit just now, and he can still accept this price." ”

Mu Fan nodded, since the fox said so, he should be somewhat sure.

"Whose kids? This doesn't count! The monk surnamed Yang was furious and shouted.

"1100 spirit stones ...... for the first time" Prime Minister Gui Cheng didn't care, but said unhurriedly.

"You! 1150！ Whose children? Look for yourself! The monk's voice had changed his tone a little.

"1200 meows." The child's voice came out again.

“1300！” There was already a little tremor in the voice of the monk surnamed Yang, which was almost all his net worth.

"Almost, right? Fox, don't mess up......" Bai Lingxue asked with some concern. Judging from the performance of the monk surnamed Yang, this price is basically the limit now. Mu Fan also looked at the fox with an inquiring look in his eyes.

The fox nodded and said, "It's almost, if the price is raised again, that guy should jump off the wall in a hurry." ”

"Can't play meow anymore?" Bell looked up at his little face and asked regretfully, looking unfinished.

"If you play again, you're going to have a real PK ......" the fox spread his hands and replied regretfully.

"Fox, tell me about your grudge with him?" Yun Qi looked like a gossip, squeezed next to the fox, snatched the bell with her hand, and rubbed it around.

"What kind of grievances, that guy is a psychopath, the virtue of the eldest and his second, this girl is not interested." The fox pursed his lips and stared at the stage, waiting for the turtle prime minister to drop the hammer.

"1300 Spirit Stones First ......"

"1300 spirit stones for the second time...... Are there any other Taoists who want to bid? Last chance. ”

"1300 spirit stones for the third time, deal! Congratulations to Yang Daoyou, who successfully photographed this rare spiritual artifact! Prime Minister Gui Cheng's smile was just heard in the ears of the monk surnamed Yang, and it seemed to have a sense of mockery.

"This is a big feud." Mu Fan sighed, although he said this, his tone was flat, and he didn't mean to worry.

"Cut, pretend to be a saint, he's going to kill you that day......" the fox said disdainfully.

"Just him? You can't even beat the bell. Mu Fan chuckled, and Yun Qi next to him nodded approvingly.

"Let's see what price our Zhuyan Pill can sell." Mu Fan turned his gaze back to the auction table, wondering what price those two Zhuyan Pills could be sold?