In the auction hall of the imperial capital of Qingxiao, all the alchemists who came for the red soul stood up at this time.

They waited nervously for Sima Yun on the high platform to finally make up his mind and decide how to exchange.

"Okay, barter! If everyone here thinks that they have a treasure of the same value, just take it out and let the old decay appraise it! The old decay guarantees it in his own name, and it is fair to weigh it and not be biased. Sima Yun said in embarrassment.

When everyone heard this, they were eager to try: after all, it was also a rare opportunity to let a top appraiser like Sima Yun identify his own spiritual treasure. What's more, it's still free!

As soon as these words were spoken, several monks stood up and moved towards the high platform.

Under the leadership of a few small servants, they walked up to the high platform in an orderly manner.

The treasures they took out were either green-level exercises, or green-level heart methods, and even green-level gems and green-level elixirs......

These things that made everyone in the audience covetous, but at this time, it seemed that they could not enter Sima Yun's eyes.

An hour later, the scene fell into a stupor.

Since those rare treasures can't do it, who would dare to go up?

Suddenly, a man with a beard on his face in the hall stood up and said, "Senior Sima, junior was in Xiaguanghai a few days ago, and I happened to find this animal skin, which seems to have some obscure words on it. Could you please help the younger generation to see what it is?"

The man's words provoked contempt and laughter from everyone present.

"A piece of animal skin, I also want to join in the fun!"

"Haha, he wants Senior Sima to help him identify it for free!"

"Self-defeating guy!"

"A poor boy who can't afford the appraisal fee!"

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Sima Yun also frowned, but he couldn't get angry, so he reluctantly said: "Take it and let the old man take a look!"

The man followed the little servant and walked up and respectfully handed the animal skin to Sima Yun.

Sima Yun looked at the ancient animal skin, shook his head, and said, "It's just an ancient map! If you want to auction it, you can do it for you!"

When the man heard this, his eyes were disappointed.

In the private room, the old man who had just spoken glanced at the map in Sima Yun's hand, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Unexpectedly, this "Concentrating Decision" actually appeared, or not, this is his creation.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and with a flick of his fingers, an invisible soul consciousness passed through the aquamarine formation and came to the high platform.

It looked at Han Bing in the private room, smiled slightly, and turned into an orange star, shining on the animal skin, and passed by in an instant.

This faint orange light did not attract anyone's attention.

But Han Bing discovered it: Hey, the orange mangs just now are exactly the same as those that appeared in the "Spiritual Dao Sutra". Could it be that this is the "Spiritual Path Sutra"?

Thinking of this, he fidgeted and stared at the burly man.

When the man stepped down, no monk went up again.

Half a moment later, a servant entered Han Bing's private room and asked respectfully, "Miss, what should I do with the red soul?"

Sima Wenjing looked at Han Bing, her face lost. More and faster chapters are here.

Han Bing said lightly: "I want that green-rank aquamarine!"

Sima Wenjing nodded and said in a cold voice, "Just do as he says!"

After a while, I only heard Sima Yun say lightly: "Since it is said that it is a barter, then please ask the monk who has just held the green-rank aquamarine to go to the background to trade." ”

As soon as the words fell, countless monks were annoyed.

"I knew that the green-rank gem could be exchanged for a red soul, so I should have taken out the ancestral green-rank obsidian!"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

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Han Bing played with the gem in his hand and said with satisfaction: "In the future, I, Han Bing, will definitely double your return." ”

The woman's eyes were lost: "Could it really be that you can only use my Sima family's soul power and mental method?" If it can only be like this, Han Bing, you can only be wronged!"

Han Bing withdrew the gem and knocked the woman's forehead: "Fool, I thank you for not being in a hurry!"

The woman immediately pouted and laughed.

Subsequently, some spiritual treasures were snatched up one after another.

In the middle of the hall, the burly man with a long beard suddenly stood up and walked out.

Seeing this, Han Bing hurriedly got up and said to Sima Wenjing, "Is there any green-rank spirit grass?"

Sima Wenjing looked at him in surprise and did not answer.

"Or, Qingjie?"

The girl frowned and said, "What are you doing with it?"

"Give it to me, quick!" Han Bing urged.

Seeing that Han Bing was in such a hurry, Sima Wenjing immediately took out a brocade box from the Nahuan and said, "Here, Soul Leaving Grass." The main material of the four wonderful pills of the blue-level trauma medicine!"

Han Bing grabbed the box and disappeared. Be the first to update

At the door of the auction hall, Han Bing looked at the burly man who had already walked away and followed.

As if sensing something, the man suddenly turned his head and asked fiercely, "Boy, what do you want to do?"

Han Bing smiled slightly and said, "Brother Tai, I want to buy that ancient map of yours!"

The man looked down at the young man who was two heads shorter than himself, and snorted coldly in his heart: Even if you are poor, you can still get money?

Thinking of this, he replied without hesitation: "Don't sell it!"

Han Bing looked at the look of disdain in his eyes, and immediately took out the waist card of the Spirit Grass Garden, and said, "Do you want to change the Spirit Grass?"

When the man saw it, he weighed in his heart: He had no aura fluctuations on his body, how could he be a person from the Spirit Grass Garden? Could this kid have stolen the waist card of the disciple of the Spirit Grass Garden?

"Don't believe I have spirit grass?" Han Bing didn't know what the man was thinking, and continued to ask.

Don't be afraid, even if he steals the spirit grass, so what, there is no name written on the spirit grass. The man suddenly understood this truth and said, "It depends on what kind of spirit grass it is." Although my ancient map, I don't see its value at the moment. But who would dare to say that it is not an ancient treasure?"

The man raised his head, and his cold arrogance suddenly grew.

Seeing this, Han Bing said, "A blue-rank spirit grass!"

A gleam flashed in the man's eyes, but he deliberately said sarcastically: "Lan Tier, you thin monkey can also think of it!"

Han Bing said again: "At most, there are not many people in the entire Qingxiao Kingdom who can cultivate the Qing-rank Spirit Grass. If you want to change it, you can change it, and you don't change it. ”

With that, he turned and left.

When the man heard this, he grabbed Han Bing's arm and said flatteringly: "Okay, change with you!"

Han Bing handed over the box and took the animal skin.

The man opened the box and took a look, and disappeared into the vast sea of people in an instant.

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When the auction ended, Sima Wenjing waited for Han Bing to no avail, so he walked out of the gate of the auction hall.

At a glance, he looked at Han Bing, who was standing on the street, and asked, "Han Bing, what are you doing there?"

"Oh, nothing. Han Bing didn't look up, staring intently at the animal skin in his hand.

"What are you looking at?" Sima Wenjing pouted and ran over.

"Ancient Map!"

"Huh...... You used the spirit grass to change this map?" The girl swallowed and sneered.

"Hmm" Han Bing raised her head, happily holding the map, shaking it in front of her eyes.

Sima Wenjing immediately possessed herself in a state of madness, and slapped Han Bing's chest with her teeth and claws: "Han Bing, you must know that it is a green-level spirit grass, and it will take a hundred years to cultivate." ”

"You actually used it to exchange it for a broken map that I don't know where it came from!"

"To put it mildly, it's an ancient map. To put it mildly, it's just a piece of waste paper!"

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Han Bing took back the map, grabbed her delicate hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay! Grandma, this is on the street, it's not good for others to see it." ”

"Just look at it, this palace is not afraid of being watched!"

"Okay, little ancestor, you have a garden of spiritual grass, and you use such a plant, are you so angry?

"Yes...... But...... I just don't think it's worth it. Sima Wenjing pouted and said coquettishly: "Han Bing, you are really a pig!"

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