A few days later, there was a news from the Nine Immortals City, saying that there would be a large-scale auction after January, and all the auctions were magic weapons of more than seven grades, which were said to be jointly organized by several refining masters, with a number of more than a thousand, and Meng Hui, a ninth-order senior refiner of the psychic trading house, also took out dozens of treasures to participate.

Although it is impossible for every piece to be a nine-rank high-level, this master's handwriting is extraordinary, and not everyone can use the ninth-order magic weapon.

The average early Mahayana monk can only use the seven-grade magic weapon, although the attack and defense effect of the eight-grade magic weapon is better, but the spiritual power consumed is greater, a Mahayana early monk, using the eight-grade magic weapon may be exhausted in half an hour or a quarter of an hour, and the opponent uses the seven-grade magic weapon or is still alive, this difference comes out.

Therefore, using the most suitable treasure is the king, and the level of each refiner in the same level magic weapon is different, so it will naturally produce different grades.

It is also a seventh-order magic weapon, and there is not much difference between the primary and advanced and even the top level of divine consciousness and spiritual power, but there is a big difference in power, so the seventh- and eighth-order magic weapons created by Master Meng Hui must be the best of the best, just for the name of Master Meng Hui, there are no less than thousands of Mahayana monks who are ready to participate.

There are not many ninth-order refiners in the entire spirit realm, and after the fall of Lu Qianren, there was originally no one in the immortal realm, and the highest one was the same eighth-order top level as Miao Jiu, while Yi Cheng was the only one in the immortal realm, and even dozens of interfaces nearby might be just that.

Yi Cheng is also a ninth-order junior refiner now, and a ninth-order senior like Meng Hui may not be able to find one even if there are hundreds or thousands of interfaces.

And the Jiupin material does not mean that you can have it, so the Jiupin treasure will be so cherished.

As for a guy like Yi Cheng who is not short of spirit stone materials, it is estimated that there are few in the entire spirit world.

Nineth-order alchemists, but they are even rarer treasures than nine-rank alchemists, nine-rank alchemists, I'm afraid there are always one or two in each interface, even if the refined pills are not good, but they don't want refiners to be so scarce.

And this time, there are so many magic weapons, all of them are above the seventh order, it is said that there are not many junior and intermediate levels, and most of them are high-level and top-level, so there are no less than tens of thousands of people who come to participate.

During the preparation time for this auction, Yi Cheng was pestered by Meng Hui to live in the branch of the psychic trading house, almost never leaving for a moment, and he didn't even have the opportunity to meet Yi Cheng's wife.

According to Meng Hui's shrewdness, how could he not see the relationship between Yi Cheng and Yunzhu, but this old guy only has refining weapons in his eyes, and he can still take care of Yi Cheng's blood and qi Fang Gang.

However, Yi Cheng has a loss, and the gain is not small, and in the exchange with Meng Hui, what Yi Cheng originally pondered by himself has gradually been confirmed.

Among the refiners he has come into contact with, that is, Miao Jiu has the highest level, but it is only the top of the eighth order, although there is a half-immortal level master who has never met, but it is difficult to fully comprehend it just by looking at the experience, and if he wants to understand it, Yi Cheng himself does not know how long it will take to ponder the Dao.

But with this genuine ninth-order senior refiner, Yi Cheng naturally asked him for advice unceremoniously.

And Yi Cheng did not hesitate at all, although he did not completely hand over Lu Qianren's refining experience to Meng Hui, but he used Lu Qianren's theories and skills to communicate with Meng Hui at any time, and only nodded his head as if he were pounding garlic, and threw himself to the ground for the five bodies that Yi Cheng admired, and almost called him a master.

Finally, when the time came in January, Yi Chengcai slipped out of the opportunity to participate in the auction.

Because the people who came to participate in this auction were all Mahayana monks, and at most some people brought some juniors to come to see for a long time, so the venue of 30,000 people only sat seven, seven, eight or eight, but dozens of boxes had already been booked.

As the real owner of this auction, Yi Cheng naturally got a box early.

It's just that because the recent auctions are too frequent, the better venues have been filled, although this auction is the highest level in the recent period, but it has been announced that the auction will not be suspended for its relocation, so the boxes in this place are a little simple, and there is no formation to isolate the divine sense, because here are some small auctions during the merger period on weekdays.

Therefore, sitting in the box can only show some identity, and cannot serve the purpose of hiding identity.

Yi Cheng naturally wouldn't buy his own things to play in this auction, as for Meng Hui's things, even if he wanted to, he didn't have to go so hard to compete with others to buy them, so he just came to see the excitement, after all, it was the first time in his life that he auctioned such a valuable treasure, and it was a little unreasonable for him not to get a car.

When Yi Cheng and Yunzhu arrived at the box, the entire venue was already seventy percent.

As soon as the two of them sat down, a sound of surprise came from a box next to them.

"Fairy Xiao Yun, it's really fateful, our boxes are actually connected!"

Hearing this, Yi Cheng immediately scolded in his heart: Fuck your uncle, why is this guy here too, as the young master of the psychic trading house, does he still need to come to buy treasures in person?

"It turned out to be Wu Gongzi, fortunately!" Yunzhu was also very helpless, said a word to Wu Wenpeng, and then stopped talking, and turned her head to look at the auction table below Lu.

Wu Wenpeng originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Yunzhu's appearance, he couldn't help it, because there were several sons beside him, and he couldn't leave these people to find a female cultivator.

Yi Cheng didn't look at this guy anymore, and scanned the other boxes on all sides, this guy is here, will that tomboy come?

Yi Cheng didn't know what Lu Dao was, whenever he thought of that tomboy, his hands couldn't help but feel numb.

It is said that Yunzhu's feel is not worse than her, how can she still feel this way, is it really that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing?

Yi Cheng was thinking strangely in his heart, but he really saw Wu Wencheng sitting with several other sons.

Yi Cheng was a little surprised that the two "brothers" didn't even sit together, but he didn't want to care about the affairs of this psychic business, he had too many troubles, who cares about this!

The number of people entering the venue is still increasing, and gradually, the space for 30,000 people is almost occupied, and the time for the auction has just arrived.

It didn't take long for a coquettish and beautiful female cultivator dressed in a fiery red tight-fitting robe to walk up to the stage widely, and as she walked, her waist swayed slightly, triggering a series of laughter.

"Is it pretty?"

Yi Cheng was also paying attention to the audience, and suddenly Yunzhu asked softly in his ear.

"It's pretty, but it's not quite like you!"

Yi Cheng wouldn't hit the muzzle of the gun uninterestingly, so he hurriedly turned his head.

Yunzhu scolded with a smile: "Flim tongue!" ”

Then he stopped talking to Yi Cheng and raised his eyes to look at the audience, because the auction had already begun, and the first lot had been sent up.