When Tan Feiyang was rescued and woke up again, the whole person became even weaker, as if he could blow him down with a single breath.

Due to the order issued by the auction house, no further statements were allowed to be made other than bidding. Therefore, Shao Yitian's painstaking preparations for Tan Feiyang were in vain.

In the end, the beauty pill was auctioned by Shao Yitian as he wished.

When Zhao Wanqing made a final decision and said that the beauty pill belonged to Shao Yitian, Tan Feiyang, who was sitting in the No. 6 private room, almost vomited blood and fainted to death, but fortunately, Tan Feiyang tried his best to control it, so it did not cause a tragedy.

Next, the auction was a magic weapon, and Shao Yitian and Su Yuting didn't dare to be interested, so the two just watched the excitement.

Shao Yitian handed the beauty pill to Su Yuting and said, "Sister Yuting, my words count, I said that this beauty pill was given to you as a birthday gift, and now I will give you the beauty pill and wish you a happy birthday in advance." ”

"Thank you. Su Yuting smiled slightly, but she didn't stretch out her hand to beautify her face.

Shao Yitian looked at Su Yuting with a strange expression, didn't the sister paper come for the beauty pill? Why did the beauty pill be handed to her, but she didn't want it?

Su Yuting said: "When it's my birthday, you can give it to me again!"

Although Su Yuting wanted to take the beauty pill now, she then opened the wooden box and took the beauty pill. However, Su Yuting did not do this, but said what she just said.

The meaning of these words is already obvious, that is, to let Shao Yitian attend her birthday party.

Sister paper took the initiative to invite like this, what else can Shao Yitian say, if he refuses, then Bai has the thing below, not a master.

"Okay. Shao Yitian put away the beauty pill as he spoke, "Then what is your birthday?"

Su Yuting said: "My birthday is on December 12 of this year's Gregorian calendar. ”

Double 12, good day!

"I remember, if I have time, I will definitely come to your birthday party. If you really don't have time, I will express the beauty pill to you. Shao Yitian said.

Su Yuting glanced at Shao Yitian, express delivery, do you think that the Immortal Cultivation Sect is a community factory, and you can find it casually?

The two were chatting in the private room, and the auction house outside was in full swing.

At this time, the auction house auctioned a high-grade magic weapon, named "Qiankun Fan", the shape of this fan is like the folding fan used by literati doctors in ancient times, the shape is beautiful, the fan bone is made of meteorites outside the sky, indestructible, and the fan blade is made of cloud silk.

This cloud silk is the silk thread spit out by the cloud silkworm, and this cloud silkworm is extremely difficult to raise, and it only spits out a little bit of silk for hundreds of years. Therefore, the preciousness of cloud silk can be imagined.

And the magic weapon refined with cloud silk can be described as a treasure of defense.

Therefore, this Qiankun fan can attack and defend, which is a rare magic weapon. What's even more rare is that this fan is a high-grade magic weapon.

Shao Yitian immediately made a decision, this Qiankun fan must be photographed by himself, and then given to Liu Sihan as a gift. Although Liu Sihan is now a Jindan monk, he doesn't have a decent magic weapon on his body. Moreover, Liu Sihan is from the Appearance Association. Therefore, this Qiankun fan is the most suitable for her.

Qiankun Fan is worthy of being a high-grade magic weapon, and the starting price of this auction is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than 500 high-grade spirit stones.

High-grade magic weapons, this is a fatal temptation and confusion for Yuanying Monks, not to mention Jindan Monks. However, some Jindan monks are self-aware, knowing that their worth is not comparable to that of Yuanying monks, and even if they don't go to the Qiankun fan to get a photograph, then whether they have the life to use it or not, that's two words.

Therefore, as soon as many Jindan monks saw that Yuanying Monk was involved, they immediately wisely chose to withdraw.

Of course, those monks with a strong backstage naturally don't take Yuanying monks seriously, and they will increase the price when they should do it, so it is not ambiguous.

Soon, the price of the Qiankun fan was raised to 30,000 spirit stones.

Tan Feiyang originally wanted to get involved, but as soon as he saw this kung fu, the price of the Qiankun fan rose to 30,000, knowing that this little spirit stone on his body was afraid that it would not be enough. In order not to make a fool of himself again, Tan Feiyang outwitted and chose to be the audience.

When the price of the Qiankun fan was raised to 40,000 high-grade spirit stones, there were fewer and fewer bidders, and most people did not have so many spirit stones, and they were shy in their pockets, so they withdrew.

"Shao Yitian, don't you have a magic weapon on your body? And it's no worse than this Qiankun fan, why are you still buying this Qiankun fan?" Su Yuting saw Shao Yitian's appearance, and knew that Shao Yitian wanted to buy this Qiankun fan, and couldn't help asking.

Shao Yitian said truthfully: "Isn't this your sister Liu without a magic weapon, I bought this Qiankun fan and gave it to her." ”

As soon as she heard Shao Yitian say this, Su Yuting was immediately unhappy, turned her head away, and ignored Shao Yitian.

I'll go! Sister, what kind of anger are you, brother buys magic weapons and gives them to his girlfriend, that's a matter of course...... Well, are you really interested in your brother?

Shao Yitian looked at Su Yuting with a surprised face and asked, "Sister Yuting, you don't really like your brother, right?"

Su Yuting's heart trembled, then glared at Shao Yitian and said, "I like you big-headed ghost!"

During the time when the two were flirting in the private room, the price of the Qiankun fan had risen to 46,000 high-grade spirit stones. And there were only two bidders left.

Shao Yitian felt that it was time to intervene, so he said loudly: "I'll give 50,000!"

Anyway, the Qiankun fan is bound to win, so I don't bother to slowly rise here with you, so I just add four thousand at once.

Hearing the sound coming from the No. 8 private room again, the monks below all looked at the No. 8 private room with a shocked expression. I just want to say one thing: real local tyrants!

At the same time, most of the monks had a question in their hearts, where was the sacredness sitting in the No. 8 private room? Just now, he took out 50,000 high-grade spirit stones to buy the Beauty Pill, and now he has sold 50,000 spirit stones, which adds up to 100,000 high-grade spirit stones.

This is an unimaginable amount for many monks, however, the local tyrant in the No. 8 private room actually threw it out after a few blinks, could it be that his family is a producer of spirit stones?

Others were surprised, but Tan Feiyang was angry, seeing Shao Yitian participating in the auction again, and being so high-profile, Tan Feiyang gritted his teeth with hatred!

However, Tan Feiyang could only sulk in his heart, but he couldn't do anything with Shao Yitian. This was so angry that Tan Feiyang breathed rapidly, and the whole person seemed to be ignited by anger.

One of the Yuanying monks saw Shao Yitian involved, thinking about Shao Yitian's performance just now, and knew that with his own value, he was afraid that he would not be able to compete with this local tyrant, so he chose to quit with interest.

Another Yuanying monk didn't believe in this evil, looked at the No. 8 private room, held up the sign and said loudly: "I don't believe that you still have so many spirit stones, I will give 55,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

Hehe, with Brother Lingshi, I'm afraid it's the biggest wrong choice you've ever made in your life.

Shao Yitian followed and said: "Then I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, I'll give 60,000!"

When the Yuanying monk heard this, his old face turned red with anger, his fists clenched, and he wanted to continue to increase the price, but he had more than 60,000 high-grade spirit stones on his body, and looking at the posture was enough to shout at most.

The Yuanying monk is angry, but he is shy in his pocket, but he has nothing to do.

At this time, a Yuan Ying cultivator next to him used the technique of transmitting sound into the secret to him, and said: "Fellow Daoist, forget it, don't be angry for a while, it's not a shame to lose in the body of this local tyrant." Forget it, the world of local tyrants is not something we can understand, and we can't play local tyrants. ”

Hearing this, the Yuanying Monk sighed, and finally listened to the words of the Yuanying Monk next to him and chose to withdraw.

"Has anyone raised the price?" Zhao Wanqing asked as she looked at the audience.

Seeing that no one had raised the price, Zhao Wanqing said, "One, two, three." Okay, congratulations to the VIP in the No. 8 private room for getting the Qiankun fan!"

After Zhao Wanqing made the final decision, thunderous applause immediately rang out at the auction site.

The head of the auction house was completely confused, the auction house has conducted many auctions, or the first time I have seen this phenomenon, others have won the baby, but they applauded, this feeling is like their wife ran away with the old king next door, and they also wrote a thank you letter to the old king next door.