"I see, well, I'll choose the first one!" Gong Moyi made a decision at this time.

"Okay, young man, wait a minute." After the old man said that, he picked up the magic weapons on the counter and identified them one by one.

After a long time, the old man raised his head, looked at Gong Mo Yi and said, "You have three high-grade magic weapons here, seven middle-grade magic weapons, and ten low-grade magic weapons, both offensive and defensive, a total of 27,000 medium-grade spirit stones."

Gong Moyi listened to the old man's words, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then nodded.

"Well, the old man immediately asked someone to send the spirit stone up! Young man, wait a minute. Seeing that Gong Mo nodded, the old man was not verbose, and directly took out a yellow communication talisman, his lips squirmed, as if he had said something.

Although Gong Moyi stood close, he couldn't hear clearly, but he could guess the old man's words, so he must have asked someone to send the spirit stone over.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a young girl to walk in from the outside, holding a jade tray in her hand, and inside was a white Qiankun bag.

As soon as the girl came in, she first looked at Gong Moyi with a smile, and her voice sounded like Yinling: "Childe, there are 27,000 medium-grade spirit stones in here, please smile!"

"Okay." Gong Mo Yi responded, and then checked his divine sense, and after confirming that it was correct, he picked up the Qiankun bag on the tray, dripped blood and recognized the master, and then probed his divine sense into the Qiankun bag.

The space of this Qiankun bag is much larger than the Qiankun bag issued by his own sect, there is enough space of about three cubes, all of which are filled with colorful spirit stones.

Under the sweep of Gong Moyi's divine sense, he quickly calculated the total number of spirit stones, which was exactly 27,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

After confirming that it was correct, Gong Moyi moved his mind again and directly put the Qiankun bag into the savings ring.

Seeing that Gong Moyi accepted the Qiankun bag containing all the spirit stones, the girl retreated.

"Young man, when else do you have?" The old man saw that Gong Moyi had accepted the spirit stone but had no intention of retreating, so he asked.

"I still have an item, how long will it take if it is on consignment?" Gong Moyi looked at the old man with a calm face and asked.

The old man's slightly cloudy old eyes looked at the young man in front of him who had always been neither humble nor arrogant in the face of him, and he didn't mind, and asked in an old voice: "I don't know, what is it?" ”

Gong Mo Yi didn't speak, and as soon as his mind moved, a black bottomless ding as big as a basket appeared in his hand.

When the old man saw Gong Mo Yi take out the bottomless tripod, he was a little puzzled, and then subconsciously released his divine sense and probed towards the bottomless tripod in Gong Mo Yi's hand.

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "What is this?" ”

The body retreated to the back all of a sudden, but the old eyes that were originally cloudy were now wide open.

Just now, when he just lightly touched the tip of his divine consciousness to the black body of the bottomless ding, there was immediately a burst of roaring sounds came into his mind, and then he saw a distorted face rushing towards him, while opening his teeth and claws, while asking for his life.

He strode back in fright, and it was only when he had retreated a certain distance that he felt all the illusions in front of him disappear. Before I knew it, my wrinkled forehead was already covered with sweat.

When Gong Moyi saw the old man and saw the bottomless ding, it was like seeing a ghost, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still subconsciously replied: "This is a magic weapon." ”

"Magic weapon? What magic weapon? The old man asked, still with his eyes wide open.

"Any questions?" Gong Moyi felt that the old man's reaction was not quite right, but he still asked rhetorically.

"You're a devil...... Magic Weapon! The old man exclaimed.

"It's a magic weapon, so what?" Seeing the old man's reaction, the end of the palace felt that something was not quite right, could it be ......

Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor City is very taboo about the magic weapons used by demon cultivators? When I was puzzled, I heard the old man scolding, "Who are you?" Why are there magic weapons? ”

"I'm just an ordinary little monk, is there any problem with getting this thing by chance?" Gong Moyi explained, and at the same time asked the questions in his heart.

"Don't you know that righteous monks are the most taboo against evil things?" This time, the old man directly raised a hand and pointed at Gong Mo Yi with his withered branch-like fingers, and at the same time, an invisible coercion on his body also pressed towards Gong Mo Yi.

Gong Moyi immediately felt this coercion, although he said that he was also in the middle of foundation building, and this coercion was completely blowing on his face, but Gong Moyi still pretended to be pale and shook his head innocently: "The juniors don't know!" ”

"Hmph, it's obviously just a little monk of the fifth order of Qi cultivation, why do you have so many magic weapons, and now you have a magic weapon, and it's still a magic weapon! What kind of person are you kid, don't say that you are an ordinary person, the old man doesn't believe you! ”

Gong Moyi sighed lightly, he really didn't think it through, and once again overlapped the cognition of this life and the previous life.

His eyes were clear and he looked at the old man in front of him: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Humph!" The old man snorted coldly, and then shouted: "Someone! ”

Not long after, more than a dozen people came from the outer robes of the door, all of them were monks above the foundation building period, these monks were all wearing the same black clothes, as soon as they entered the door, they pinched the law at the same time without saying a word!

Suddenly, in the sky above Gong Mo Yi, a little golden light point came out, and in an instant, those light points condensed together with each other, turning into a large net condensed with spiritual power, covering towards Gong Mo Yi!

Seeing this situation, Gong Moyi screamed in his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, the black bottomless tripod as big as a basket entered Gong Moyi's storage ring again, and then pretended to be panicked and shouted: "What are you doing, didn't you say that fighting is not allowed in the Imperial City this day?" Are you trying to break the rules? ”

"Hmph, this rule is only formulated for you foreign cultivators, this bank is an auction house under the name of Aoyue Shanghui, you don't know it, right? In the Heavenly Emperor City, Aoyue occupies an absolute dominance. The old man's voice was so cold that it came to his ears.

In a short time, the big net will be covered on Gong Moyi's body, and Gong Moyi's heart is anxious, what should I do? Just get caught like that, and then be left to someone's disposal? No way! But if he escapes by himself, there is still a Yuan Infant Monk in this Vine Tiger Auction Hall, and if he resists, this Yuan Infant Monk will inevitably take action. (To be continued.) )