Auction hall.

On the empty auction table, a white-haired old man slowly walked out from behind the scenes.

The old man is in good spirits, with a childish face, and a faint aura fluctuation exudes around his body, giving people an unfathomable feeling in his gestures.

He came to the table, picked up a delicate jade hammer, knocked on the table gently, and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am honored to be the auctioneer of this grand event, so let's not talk much and get straight to the point." ”

Hearing that the old man was so crisp, everyone below applauded.

"Good! Wang Lao is still so vigorous and resolute, to my taste! ”

"Yes, it's rare to see such a concise opening statement, it's good to go straight to the point, it's good to go straight to the point."

"Yes, I like it!"

"Let's get started, I can't wait!"

“……”

The auctioneer always had a smile on his face, and he pressed his hands down slightly, and the noise slowly subsided.

Then, a staff member brought up a tray and carefully placed it on the table.

The auctioneer's voice sounded at the right time: "This is the first bidding item, the Xuanshuang fork, this fork is made of cold iron, sharpened iron like mud, can be attached to the aura, the starting price is one thousand elixir, and each increase in price shall not be less than one hundred elixir." ”

This Xuanshuang fork is a partial weapon, but most of the auctions will get off to a good start, so the first auction item will naturally not be too bad, and the value of this weapon should be around three thousand elixirs, which has attracted many monks to bid.

"One thousand one hundred elixir!"

"One thousand three hundred elixirs!"

"One thousand seven hundred taels of elixir!"

"I'll give you two thousand!"

"Two thousand two!"

"Two thousand five!"

"Two thousand seven!"

“……”

At this price, there were very few people bidding, and the auctioneer always had a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Okay, two thousand seven hundred elixirs, are there any higher bids?" ”

"Two thousand seven hundred elixirs once, two thousand seven hundred elixirs twice."

"Two thousand seven hundred elixirs three times, the deal, congratulations to this fellow Daoist!"

In the end, the Frost Fork was auctioned by a black-clothed monk, and it was obviously beyond the monk's expectations, and he was obviously very happy with a satisfied smile on his face.

Next, there is the second auction item, which is also a weapon.

"This thing is called the Dry Sky Staff, and it can also be attached to the aura...... The starting price is 1,000 elixirs, and each increase shall not be less than 100 elixirs. ”

The auctioneer's voice fell, and a bidding sound sounded below again.

"One thousand and five!"

"Sixteen hundred elixir!"

"Two thousand elixirs!"

“……”

This cane is a walking stick, which is very tempting for some elderly people, so as soon as this thing comes out, there are many bidders.

In the end, this Heavenly Scepter was sold at the price of three thousand three hundred elixirs.

"The next lot in this auction is called Gale Sword, and the starting price is ......"

“……”

"The next one is called ......"

With the appearance of one auction after another, the atmosphere of the auction has gradually become high, many monks are competing for bids, the scene was once in full swing, more than a dozen bids did not have a treasure flow, it is enough to see that the organizers of this auction have put a lot of thought, and they are all good things.

During this time, Yang Yifan has also been looking at the lots, but most of the lots that have appeared are weapons, which are not very attractive to Yang Yifan, who has the Divine Magic Cube, the Imperial Soul Sword and the Big Dipper Seven Star Gourd, so he has not made a move.

"Eight thousand five hundred elixirs three times! Deal! ”

With yet another treasure being auctioned, the atmosphere of the auction has reached a high = tide.

At this point, the auction has come to an end.

The faint smile on the auctioneer's face slowly retracted, with a bit of solemnity and expectation: "The next auction is a little different from the previous one, it is a treasure of heaven and earth, and it is a delusional golden feather!" ”

As his words fell, everyone looked at the table, only to see seven feathers like peacock feathers lying quietly on the table, its color is golden, extremely bright, beautiful, and the aura on it is very eye-catching.

The auctioneer's introduction sounds:

"Delusional Golden Feather, is the feather of the legendary demon beast Delusional Delusion, the only effect is to detoxify and resist poison, with this feather in the body, it can be called a hundred poisons, it is a rare treasure."

Hearing this, eager eyes suddenly appeared in the crowd below.

In Miaojiang, all kinds of monks are rampant, and all kinds of evil methods can be said to be all kinds of evil methods, and there are all kinds of them, and the most poisonous thing is poison, because this thing is the most insidious, and it is impossible to prevent it!

If this delusional Jin Ling is really so magical, it is definitely a good thing for self-defense!

As soon as this thing came out, not to mention the scattered cultivators in the back, even the group of people with high status in the front row showed interested looks.

Yang Yifan's eyes flashed, and he also felt a little eager in his heart.

Although because of the Divine Doctor's Treasure Book, Yang Yifan is now invincible, but the people around him are not like this, such as Liu Wen and them, who are still weak now, once they are poisoned by the gangsters, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Breaking the delusion of the golden feather, there are seven in total, the starting price is seven thousand elixir, and each increase in price shall not be less than five hundred elixir!"

The auctioneer cleared his throat and said loudly.

Hearing this, there was an uproar below.

"Seven thousand elixirs! it! ”

"This price is not expensive, after all, there are seven roots!"

"If you can't afford it, the starting price will be 7,000 elixirs, and the transaction price will be tens of thousands!"

"Don't worry about it so much, this is no longer something that we can participate in, look at it, those big people in front of you will definitely make a move."

The atmosphere of the auction was enthusiastic, and most of the monks began to exchange words, with curious looks on their faces, although they could not afford it, they were very interested in the final ownership of this broken golden feather.

However, there are also some casual cultivators who have a bit of family background, and one of the old men in the yellow robe gritted his teeth and gave the price.

"Seven thousand five hundred elixirs!"

This sentence is like a signal, and many people have started to bid.

"Eight thousand elixir!"

"Eight thousand five hundred elixir!"

"I'll give out nine thousand elixirs!"

Most of the bidders are casual cultivators, and the price has been rising very slowly, but the five hundred and five hundred have been added, even so, there are still many monks who have bid with pain on their faces, obviously taking out the old bottom.

At this moment, in the front row, the middle-aged man in black spoke.

"Fourteen thousand elixir!"

"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Fourteen thousand elixirs?

This is twice as high as the auction price, which is too tycoon!

Everyone hurriedly looked over, and after seeing the person who made the offer clearly, they showed a look of sudden realization on their faces.

"It turned out to be the Golden Hall Master of Liuyan Hall!"

"No wonder it's so atmospheric, this is more than 10,000 elixirs, amazing, amazing!"

Everyone was talking, and their faces showed admiration, but at this moment, a voice rang out.

"Fifteen thousand elixir!"

(End of chapter)