Chapter 270: Auction
After the ancient holy flame was extinguished, the three great flames!
Nodding, Gao Fan was about to leave. Suddenly, he saw a red flame in another glass bottle. The red flame burned incessantly, emitting a low cry, accompanied by a red glow.
Gao Fan subconsciously said: "Red fire?"
"Okay. The tall, thin purple man nodded and said, "This flame is of little use, and is often associated with sacrifice. β
"I've changed too!"
Eventually, even Duanmu's whispers turned into green flames, which were said to burn on the thorns to attack the enemy. It's sturdy. When Gao Fan was bargaining, Lu Yingzhen also bought a good Jindan elixir at the next stall. In the end, the three of them returned to the fourth floor with a full load.
Gao Fan said proudly: "The first time was a cat, the second time was a dog, and the third time was a ...... Dude?!"
But I saw a couple of monks walking towards the door on the fourth floor. At this time, Duanmu explained easily: "At the auction, if you have rare animals, you can bring them here. After the other party confirms the spirituality of the level, the auction will give you a good price!"
"These monks, despite their mediocrity, have good eyes. Whether it's an ancient treasure, or an antique jade, or an attack spirit tool, they can estimate the price.
At this time, the green translucent real person had already walked over and took out a few high-grade wood spirit objects. After all, real people are generous and spend a lot of money. At this point, we need to sell some "translucent" light wave aids in exchange for the Spirit Stone. Duanmu whispered, there was no liquor for sale, but Gao Fan did.
As he set sail, a middle-aged scholar who looked like a man suddenly spoke, "What spiritual items do you want to auction for your honored guests?"
"10% commission, no bargaining. β
Gao Fan's cheeks twitched, 10 percent naΓ―ve darkness! But at this time, the scholar said proudly: "Guest officer, although the commission is indeed a little more, we can guarantee that your precious spiritual items can be sold at a high price!"
"You can't sell it to the normal market out there, so you can really make money! You make a lot of money!"
"Cluck, then cluck. Gao Fan touched his chin and ran coldly.
"Well," the unrigid middle-aged scholar whispered, "only half the commission." After all, it's your first time here. β
"That's a good thing...... Ordinary people won't tell him. β
Gao Fan nodded with satisfaction, raised his eyebrows, and said, "My spirituality is definitely not an ordinary thing. If you lose your bag, I promise you'll make a lot of money!"
In a surprised gaze, Gao Fan held up a bag of bush. Suddenly, it was dusty and pungent. On one side, a maid dressed in green covered her mouth and nose in disgust and looked at Gao Fan contemptuously: Who is it? Is this kind of person also qualified to participate in our Black and White Tower Expo? Township boss, country boss!
But only the middle-aged scholar's face remained the same, ignoring a piece of dust, rushing into the scholar's face and looking at the gods of the earth. The sand glows a mysterious yellow. It doesn't look like sand at all. Instead, it has the feeling of being broken by an earthy yellow gemstone. The middle-aged scholar grabbed one and looked at it carefully. Finally, he muttered, "I heard Uncle Qian say it's ......"
"Shamirsha!" Xu Mi Lingsha's spiritual objects are indeed rare, Gao Fan has dug so much in the primeval forest. Gao Fan dug out a storage bag, and now only half of it was taken out.
"Shamirsha, can make the battlefield plunge into a sandstorm and almost blind the other party's consciousness! What a weapon!"
"Okay. Gao Fan nodded heavily, looked at the green girl who despised people, and shouted, "Not bad, isn't it?"
"Well, yes, it's very good, the fat intestine is good!" The middle-aged scholar said excitedly, "How about a thousand spirit stones?"
"What!" Gao Fan suddenly became angry. The scholar patted his head and hurriedly explained, "Dear guest, I mean a thousand spirit stones, a bag!"
He said, took out the big yellow paper, grabbed a handful and put it in the paper, and quickly wrapped it.
Gao Fan giggled, so sell, this bag of sand can be sold for tens of thousands of soul stones, haha, black and white.
Gao Fan skillfully patted a storage bag and took out a handful of broken craftsmanship. He said coldly: "This is a fragment that I got by accident. There are some special ways to click on acupuncture points, which are just curbing ghost repairs. Right now, I'm selling it at auction. β
"Oh. The middle-aged scholar nodded and took it. He looked closely. Then he said, "Well, though it's broken, even though his name is not clear, the Bible is intermittent." But these points are harmful to ghost cultivation. How much are you going to sell for this guest seat?
"How about 10,000 soups?" the middle-aged scholar thought was the correct price in his mind.
"No!"
With a frown, Gao Fan suddenly refused and said, "Just change it for 5,000 spirit stones." Moreover, there are many replicas of it, even if there is a person at the auction who has nothing to do with it!"I, only five thousand spirit stones!"
"This guy is sick!" the middle-aged scholar shook his head, asking for 5,000 spirit stones instead of 10,000. This person is really abnormal. I was a little far away from him.
"Okay. The scholar nodded helplessly.
But how did this scholar know the resentment in Gao Fan's heart? All the way to protect Xiaoyu Han, Shaozhu and Gao Fan both lived several times, from the forest fire, to the primeval forest, to the repair of the white-eyed ghost, everything was given by the cold ghost valley! Gao Fan himself had been seriously injured and died many times! Therefore, at this time, Gao Fan would secretly carry out a fierce revenge: restrain the ghost cultivation technique of the "Cold Ghost Valley" and wantonly unfold it in Xiu County!
Many of the people who attend the fair today will be able to master this skill!
"Hey, hey, hey!" When everyone can suppress the fixed-point technique of the ghost method, the strength of the ghost method will be greatly damaged. Especially the monks of the Cold Ghost Valley! So Gao Fan laughed triumphantly under the surprised eyes of the show girls.
Lose money, but still proud, worthy of high sails!
Finally, the soul of the auction was ready, Gao Fan and Duanmu whispered, and both entered the auction. Today's opening ceremony is an auction on the fifth floor, with white jade tables and chairs, white Persian carpets, white maids and waiters, white skins and leaping mouths...... Gao Fan was busy bowing his head. At this time, he heard the green light of humanity: "The guests are almost here." I guess the Grim Reaper will come!"
Sure enough, at this moment, the copper bell rang, and the head of the dead man appeared! The monk surnamed Qian had a large glass ball on his head, which was very strange. At this time, his deep voice opened, and he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I will kill you!"
"Hahaha!" Suddenly, the auction was filled with laughter.
Death swept across the hall, and it seemed that everything was normal. But at this time, Gao Fan was stunned.
The effect of the elixir is to constantly volatilize, pure medicine, gradually, Gao Fan blocked the "mud pill hole", a burst of coolness, as if to take off the general jaundice. Gao Fan's eyes suddenly seemed to come to the golden-eyed fairy cloud. He saw that the fairy cloud had disintegrated by a fifth. Many low-grade primroses, such as goldenrod and gentian, have broken down and spread throughout the fairyland.
Luckily, there was nothing wrong with the high-grade spirit grass. After all, it was the marginal areas that first disintegrated.