After the guard took the badge, he held it in both hands and handed it to the woman, who took it with one hand.

The deacoon looked at the badge and then at Ling Xuan and the others, with doubts and surprises. Then he walked slowly to Ling Xuan, held the badge in both hands, handed it to Ling Xuan, and said:

"Mr. Ling, I didn't know your identity before I went down, and I still looked at Haihan in the abrupt place. Before, the doorman looked down on people and was disrespectful, so we could make him apologize. ”

Then she turned and looked at the doorman. The doorman had naturally heard their conversation, and the one who could make the deacon of the auction house bend over must have a great background, how dare he disobey. He walked forward from behind with his head bowed, and when he reached Ling Xuan, he bowed and said, "Mr. Ling, I'm sorry, I don't know your nobility in my eyes, and I ask you to forgive me." ”

"Forget it, we poor people have a lot of them, and we don't bother to bother with you. Ling Feng sneered on the side. Then he glanced at his uncle, Ling Xuan smiled, and seemed to be satisfied.

"Then now, we have the qualifications to enter the auction house!" Ling Xuan said to the deaco.

The deacons hurriedly bowed and said, "Of course you are qualified, sir." Then, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

In this way, Ling Xuan and Ling Feng entered the auction hall side by side with the deaco.

The onlookers in the distance of the auction hall began to talk, and a middle-aged man asked suspiciously: "Are these two really civilians? They clearly said that they were civilians." ”

The young man next to him saw it more clearly, and said: "This still needs to be asked, these two must be extraordinary people, you know, can the person who can make the deacon of the auction hall bend over be an ordinary civilian?"

"Isn't that still a civilian?" complained the middle-aged man who had spoken earlier.

"There is a difference, those who are close to the people can be civilians, whether he is powerful or not, as long as he is close to the common people, he is the same as us, but he is worthy of our respect. The young man said proudly.

The middle-aged man pondered, "These two people are really out of a bad breath for us." This auction house attaches too much importance to the status of rich and poor, and even civilians who pass by here will be expelled, which is a kind of hell rule. ”

Then another old man said, "Yes! We were born and raised here, and even this auction house, including the entire bazaar, was built with our own efforts, and now, there are many rich foreigners living in this auction house, and we, the local civilians, are not allowed to set foot in it. ”

Not only in one place, as long as the onlookers around were talking about this matter, and basically they were complaining about the system of the auction house and praising Ling Xuan and the others.

Ling Xuan and the others followed the deacons into the auction house. The deaconess led the way in front, Ling Xuan and Ling Feng followed, and the two guards who had followed the deacons before had already left.

"It's all because the doorman had to stop us, we couldn't see that we were dressed so noblely, and now I don't know how many auction items we have missed. Ling Feng was complaining, and this was obviously for the deaco.

Ling Xuan snorted. The deacons were speechless, what kind of taste did these two have, one dressed plainly, and the other dressed with dust that could not be blown off.

This leads to a spacious place, where there is a counter with four or five masks on the counter. Inside the counter sat a young man, neatly dressed, the same as the previous doorman.

"To avoid unnecessary trouble after the auction, please wear a mask. The deacon said.

The two of them each picked up a mask very casually and put it on their heads.

Then a young girl came out from the other side of the hallway, dressed markedly inferior to the deacon, who seemed to be just a guide.

"Please, two of you. She gestured please.

Ling Xuan and the others followed the girl forward, and after a while, they arrived at the center of the auction hall.

The auction is underway, and what is being auctioned is a martial arts realm superb treasure sword, which has reached a high price of 100,000 gold soul coins.

"One hundred thousand times!" shouted the young auctioneer with a hammer.

Without hesitation, the sign on the lower right of Ling Xuan and the three of them was raised again, and the auctioneer shouted: "One hundred and twenty thousand!"

Then, in the lower left position of Ling Xuan and the others, one held up the sign, and the auctioneer shouted: "One hundred and fifty thousand!"

No one raised the sign again, and the auctioneer shouted again: "150,000 times! 150,000 times!"

Ling Feng was fascinated, and then the girl said, "Two, please come here." Ling Feng came back to his senses and followed the girl down with Ling Xuan.

The center of the auction hall is the auction platform, surrounded by stepped chairs, and there is a gate directly below and directly opposite the place where Ling Xuan and the others entered, which are used for the transportation of auction items.

The stepped chair is divided into two main blocks from the inside to the outside, the outer block is not specifically divided, and the inner block is divided into four different levels.

"Sir, you have not registered your property at the auction house for the time being, so you can only watch the auction from the outer block, and you have no right to participate in the auction. The girl said, and led Ling Xuan and the others to the front row of the outer chairs. Her tone was very gentle, perhaps because she knew Ling Xuan's identity.

"Yes, you can go. Ling Xuan replied, beckoning the girl to leave.

The auction hall is not full of people, but there are many people outside, mainly because the discrimination between the rich and the poor is too serious, and if the total amount of funds is not reached, they cannot enter the inner block.

The chair on the inside of Ling Feng, while Ling Xuan sat on the edge of the passage. As soon as Ling Feng sat down, the middle-aged fat man next to him glanced at him.

On the auction platform, a young girl walked up, carrying a square item with a red cloth covering it.

"Next, we are going to auction a drug, this medicine should have been heard of by everyone who is doing it, but this medicine is not easy to obtain. The auctioneer said, stepping down and uncovering the red cloth. Under the red cloth was a small vial of medicine.

"This item is an excellent pill, suitable for cultivators in the Spirit Gathering Realm, it can greatly increase the level of soul power without any side effects. The auctioneer ran back and said, "I think you all know that there are not many drugs that can promote the cultivation of soul power, but all of them have some side effects, and they are reluctant to use foreign objects for long-term cultivation. But the best one is different, there are no side effects at all!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the floor changed, and many people began to pay attention to it and began to care about the auction.

The real best medicine is what everyone expects. Even if you are no longer in the Awakening Realm when you practice, you can take a picture of this medicine and leave it to your juniors. In this way, the younger generations can also step into the next realm one step ahead of others.

"The auction starts now, and the starting price is five thousand gold soul coins!" the auctioneer shouted.

Immediately afterward, the auction floor began to add 1,100 gold soul coins. This time, it was no longer a bidding between a few people alone, and basically the entire VIP in the inner block seats wanted to take a photo.

Until the price rose to 50,000 gold soul coins, there were only two places left in the inner block field to compete, and the final price was determined to be 60,000 gold soul coins.