was trapped, this was the first thought in the hearts of the Fan brothers. Zhang Youren's bidding just now was completely digging a pit, not only making them have an extra elixir, but also putting up a collection of their own, although they didn't know what the wood was for, but this feeling of being pitted made them want to bite Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren to death.

At this time, their eyes when they looked at Zhang Muyang were already full of killing intent, and they decided that this was Zhang Muyang's good Zhang Youren to set them up. It's just that they can't regret it if they want to, unless they want to break the rules here and provoke the forces behind the auction.

This kind of aggrieved feeling, the Fan family brothers simply gritted their teeth with hatred, and only thought about cutting Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren with a thousand knives.

After the transaction, Fan Da held the Qi Refining Pill tightly in his hand, and then said fiercely in the direction where Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren were: "Lao Tzu will kill you sooner or later." "Dare to pit the two of them, after this incident, if they don't say anything, then no one can ride on their heads and?

No matter how much hatred the Fan brothers have for Zhang Muyang, the auction will continue, and then the final highlight of the auction will be Panwang Ding.

The host's palm patted lightly, and a six-inch-high small wooden tripod fell on the stage, dark green color, this wooden tripod is very finely carved, the wood is firm and moist like jade, and the wood is faintly red silk.

"Pan Wang Ding. ”

Zhang Muyang yawned boredly, this thing is a bit interesting, barely to the realm of spiritual weapons, but it is far from the furnace on his body, this plate of Wang Ding is not suitable for alchemy, but for gathering evil or refining Gu.

Tilted her head and looked at the little girl Bai Ling'er beside her, this girl was holding her fingers, staring at Pan Wang Ding tightly, she came to the town this time, the main purpose was for this Pan Wang Ding, but unfortunately her Bai family is a small family, like Pan Wang Ding, such a spiritual weapon, not something she can touch, even if she buys it, she has no strength to stay, and it can only be a disaster in vain.

Just like Bai Ling'er, the Fan family brothers not far away, their eyes were full of eagerness when they looked at Pan Wang Ding, this Pan Wang Ding was the ultimate purpose of their brothers to participate in the auction this time.

At this time, the host seemed to be intent on appetizing everyone, and after saying a few words of nonsense, he shifted the topic to this plate of Wang Ding and said: "This is the first time I have auctioned a spiritual weapon, and I don't need to tell me about the utility of this plate of Wang Ding, you should also inquire clearly, and the price starts at 200 Qi Cultivation Pills." "At this point, the Quenching Pill taken by the martial artist can no longer be on the stage, and the monks present will not allow a martial artist to take this thing away.

As soon as the host's words landed, the auction hall exploded instantly, this is a spiritual weapon, and now it is still an era when even the lowest magic weapons are scarce, and spiritual weapons can be used as the treasures of some small sects.

The first person began to bid: "Two hundred and fifty Qi Cultivation Pills." ”

"I'll give out three hundred Qi Cultivation Pills. ”

In front of the spiritual weapon, all the monks have lost the so-called reserve, and the heroic monks who are on the one side of the shock, and even the heroic monks who dominate the party, are now as excited as the aunt in the vegetable market, shouting loudly one by one.

One of the fat monks shouted loudly, "I will give out three hundred Qi Cultivation Pills, plus a thousand-year-old elixir. The elixir can be inspected on the spot. ”

Zhang Muyang looked at the bald head who was bidding, and secretly said that the monks of Shaolin Temple had all come to participate, all of them had fat heads and big ears, and they all looked like local tyrants.

"Four hundred Qi Cultivation Pills, plus a magic weapon, and a thousand-year-old elixir. "The last bidder was the Kunlun Sect, they can be called the overlord of one side among the hermit sects, and the forces that can be compared with them are only a few sects such as Longhu Mountain and Quanzhen Sect, so after the people from Kunlun Gate called the price, the voice in the auction hall quieted down.

After all, at this price, even if it is a sect like Longhu Mountain, it will be a little nerve-wracking to take out so many Qi Cultivation Pills at once.

Originally, Zhang Muyang was too lazy to make a bid, but when he saw that the final bid was for Kunlun Gate, he raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his fingers lightly and said, "50 third-grade grade Qi Cultivation Pills." ”

As soon as Zhang Muyang's words came out, the whole audience stared at Zhang Muyang, he actually had so many third-grade qi cultivation pills in his hands, where did this kid get it, did he rob Taishang Laojun's alchemy room? For Zhang Muyang such an inhuman monk, everyone was speechless.

In the end, Panwang Ding still fell into Zhang Muyang's hands, although the three people in Kunlun Gate were unwilling, but they couldn't afford to increase the price, and looking at Zhang Muyang's fearless appearance, even if they increased the price, Zhang Muyang could keep up, and if they didn't do it, they would be trapped. So I could only give up painfully, and then find another way to get back that plate of Wang Ding.

After leaving the auction, Zhang Muyang, Zhang Youren, and Bai Ling'er went back to the hotel, and behind his door, followed by a pair of reddened glasses, especially the Fan brothers, Zhang Muyang not only pitted them, but also auctioned off the Panwang Ding they wanted, such a big piece of meat, how could they let it go.

Behind Bai Ling'er Zhang Muyang, she wanted to speak a few times and stopped, Zhang Muyang looked at her cute appearance, couldn't help laughing, and then took Pan Wang Ding out of the Qiankun bag, handed it directly to Bai Ling'er, and said, "Na, this thing is for you." ”

Bai Ling'er was suddenly blinded, she originally wanted to borrow Panwangding to use it once, but she didn't expect that Zhang Muyang would give it to her directly, this is a spiritual weapon of Panwangding, Zhang Muyang spent so much money to buy it, he actually wanted to give it to himself without blinking his eyes, he ...... What does he mean by that. For a while, Bai Ling'er's thoughts were a little off-track.

And Zhang Youren on the side felt a burst of heartache, his body hit 10,000 points, poverty had limited his mind and hit his body and mind.

Although Bai Ling'er wanted it very much, she didn't take the Panwang Ding in Zhang Muyang's hand. She waved her hand and refused, "Little brother, this is ...... This is a no-no. We know that you have good intentions, but it is useless, and we dare not ask for such a valuable thing. ”

Zhang Muyang took Panwang Ding in his hand, and kept throwing it up and down: "It's not as serious as you think, it's just a spiritual weapon." ”

Zhang Youren vomited blood, he felt that he should stay away from Zhang Muyang, it was just a spiritual weapon, that's it, he said it so casually.

But Bai Ling'er still shook her head resolutely, the children of the Bai family have the rules of the children of the Bai family, although she has a good impression of Zhang Muyang, she will not take other people's things for no reason.

Zhang Muyang smashed his mouth, he bought this thing purely to block Kunlunmen and the Fan family brothers, as for the rest, he really didn't think that for others, this Wang Ding is a treasure, but to him, it is a plaything.

He thought for a while and said: "Then let's do it, you can help me hold this plate of Wang Ding first, I lent it to you, and now you have it here, and when I want to use it, I will ask you again, so it's decided." ”

After Zhang Muyang finished speaking, he threw the Panwangding in his hand, and then turned around and left, although Bai Linger didn't want it, but she couldn't put the Panwangding she had been looking for for a long time and fell to the ground, there was no way, she could only reach out to pick it up.

Looking at Pan Wang Ding in her hand, a trace of warmth flashed in her heart, she was already ice and snow smart, how could she not know, this was just the wording that Zhang Muyang found when he gave Pan Wang Ding to her.