"How many rights and wrongs will a cultivation technique provoke? Which family doesn't want to rely on such a technique to leap over the dragon gate? A basic technique, four application attribute spells, Qingyun Sect is really a big deal. Shi Zhongtian sighed.

"In the entire Luoyin region, within a radius of thousands of miles, there are dozens of powerful families, which one doesn't want to obtain this exercise?" Lin Jiaxuan's eyes were deep, "It can not only cultivate a huge number of basic cultivators for the Qingyun Sect, but also use it to gather materials, and it can also sow discord among various families, which is conducive to their own mastery and control." Qingyun Sect is really calculating!"

"I'm here just to get the Ice Seal. The head of the Zhang family looked at the two of them with burning eyes.

"Well, I want the Flame Technique. Lin Jiaxuan's heart was sharp, and his eyes flashed.

"Haha, then do I have a choice?" Shi Zhongtian smiled.

Night has already fallen, and the auction hall is brightly lit and bright.

It is said that the night can make people let go of their fears and be cautious, and make them more bold and aggressive.

The auctioneer was a man of about fifty years old, his complexion was calm, unhurried, and the gavel in his hand was lightly tapped on the case, his eyes swept around, and the venue was quiet.

"In this auction, Qingyun Sect and Fu Duo jointly provided the lots, a total of 27 lots. The first piece ...... "The middle-aged auctioneer is not in a hurry," a spirit-level high-grade flying sword, containing twelve kinds of offensive magic circles and four kinds of defensive magic circles...... The starting price is 300,000 spirit stones. Each increase in price is not less than 10,000 spirit stones, and the auction starts now. ”

"Four hundred thousand spirit stones!" Someone immediately shouted directly.

"Damn, this guy is putting on a posture of being determined to win, and wants to bluff people directly. Wang Yifan's heart jumped.

"Four hundred and sixty thousand!" Lin Jiaxuan glanced at the outsider and raised the price unhurriedly.

"Four hundred and seventy thousand!" Shi Zhongtian tacitly raised his card.

"Five hundred thousand!"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" The head of the Zhang family was too lazy to increase the price a little bit, so he directly raised the price.

"Six hundred thousand!"

......

The first lot sparked directly, and the bidding price went all the way up. Bidding has long been a contest between three or four people.

"Eight hundred and one thousand!" said the head of the Zhang family coldly.

"Eight hundred and thirty thousand!" The bidder over there stared at the Zhang family master coldly.

"It's yours!" Zhang smiled helplessly.

"No one has raised the price?" the auctioneer said indifferently, "Eight hundred and thirty thousand for the first time, eight hundred and thirty thousand for the second time, and eight hundred and thirty thousand for the third time." Deal!"

The auctioneer has the final word!

This price is very high, and it is very rewarding for the auctioneer that a spirit-level high-grade flying sword can be auctioned at this price.

Wang Yifan felt bored after watching it for a while.

Isn't this thing richer than anyone else? Add a little psychological warfare.

Pediatrics!

Wang Yifan turned his neck, his eyes purring and looking around, looking for the beauties around him.

"Well, you're in your twenties, aren't you?"

"This, the face is too narrow! Lao Tzu doesn't like narrow faces, I don't feel ...... to the touch."

"This, with a good face, I don't know ...... figure"

There are beautiful heads crowded everywhere, and Wang Yifan only feels overwhelmed.

"Hey, this girl is good. Wang Yifan found a handsome girl, and his eyes immediately glowed, and he looked at it without blinking.

This girl is authentic! melon seed face, willow eyebrows, jade onion nose, cherry mouth, white skin, long neck. The most important thing is that he is heroic and sassy and neat.

Finding Wang Yifan's undisguised greed, several fierce eyes around the beauty instantly stared at him.

Afraid of you, you can also kill people with your eyes, Lao Tzu has already killed countless people!

Wang Yifan bared his teeth, raised his head, and glared back more proudly and unscrupulously.

Hmph, Luoyin, this is Lao Tzu's home field! Afraid of you foreigners?

"That's him!" a darkened man's lips twitched slightly with a deep wrinkle on his forehead.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead. The beautiful woman looked at Wang Yifan with a smile, "It's all arranged?"

"The personnel are all in place. Just wait for the signal here!" replied the short, sad-looking man in a low voice.

The auction continues to be enthusiastic.

Five lots in a row fell into the hands of people from other places.

"There is no one in Luoyin!" the ruffian shook his head, "What are you doing, robbing it!"

The three major families of Luoyin actually failed to fight for one thing!

It's over!

Wang Yifan glanced at Lin Jiaxuan and the others with contempt.

"What do you know, sit honestly!" Lin Shiyi pushed the ruffian back to his seat, "Old man, they have their own plans." ”

"Fart! It's a bunch of misers!" Wang Yifan was unwilling.

"They consume too many spirit stones in the front, isn't it uncompetitive when they shoot things in the back?" Lin Shiyi poked Wang Yifan vigorously with his fingers.

"Oh-" Wang Yifan suddenly said, "The water is deep enough, a bunch of old foxes!"

"The sixth lot, a martial art - the palm of disillusionment. Martial arts are all over the place, but not all martial arts have strong plasticity, and not all martial arts are called disillusionment palms! Although disillusionment palms are not spells, they have a strong space for development, and they have the effect of high-level magic spells, which is the ...... that martial artists dream of" The auctioneer tried his best to introduce, in order to arouse everyone's interest in the "disillusionment palm".

"Hurry up! If you don't understand, you don't have to sell yourself and boast about that!" Wang Yifan was dissatisfied, stood up and raised his voice.

"Hehe, this little friend is in a hurry, could it be intentional?" The middle-aged auctioneer didn't think it was a pestle, and smiled slightly.

"Who the hell is Xiaoyou...... Wang Yifan muttered, and was pressed down by Lin Shiyi fiercely.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think this is the Lin family?" do you understand......" Lin Shiyi grabbed Wang Yifan's neck and counted down.

“...... The starting price is 20,000 spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 1,000 spirit stones each time!" The middle-aged auctioneer chattered endlessly, and finally started the auction.

After a moment of silence in the room, the sound of patting and buying began to sound.

"Twenty thousand!" a young man said in a deep voice.

"Twenty thousand!" After a breath, someone raised the price.

......

Sure enough, no one is waiting to see martial arts!

Wang Yifan was happy in his heart.

With these two martial arts, you don't have to participate in the Lin family's bullshit qualification test, and you don't have to accept the Lin family's various dominations.

"Twenty-seven thousand!"

"Twenty-eight thousand!"

......

The auction continues.

After all, each family has a large number of martial artists, and there are beginning to be family elders who are coming forward for their juniors, and the auction price is beginning to be raised.

"Forty thousand!" Wang Yifan couldn't hold it back, and directly raised the price.

This thing has to be fierce!

Sure enough, there was silence.

No matter how good a martial art is, it is only a martial art, and it requires a martial artist to cultivate himself to a certain level in order to exert the power of martial arts. And if a martial artist wants to come out on the path of physical training, it takes too many resources, and no family is willing to bear it. Therefore, no matter how good the martial arts are, they are of limited value.

Sure enough, it's easy to use! I was directly frightened! The "Disillusionment Palm" belongs to Lao Tzu!

Wang Yifan was overjoyed.

"Forty-five thousand!" a deep, powerful voice sounded.

Wang Yifan looked at it in surprise, only to see the head of the Zhang family raising his hand expressionlessly to bid.

Damn, what the hell?

"Fifty thousand!" Wang Yifan did not hesitate.

"Fifty-five thousand!" The head of the Zhang family did not slow down, and calmly increased the price.

"Sixty thousand!" Wang Yifan blushed.

"Sixty-five thousand!" the head of the Zhang family smiled and raised the price again.

"Eighty thousand!" Wang Yifan suddenly stood up and glared at the head of the Zhang family.

Lao Tzu remembers you!

"Eighty-five thousand!" The head of the Zhang family glanced at Wang Yifan quietly.

"Eighty thousand ......" Wang Yifan was enraged, red-eyed, and desperate to increase the price.

Lin Shiyi pinned Wang Yifan down: "You can't rob him, he represents the power of a family!"

Wang Yifan was unwilling, and wanted to stand up again.

Lin Shiyi covered Wang Yifan's mouth stiffly: "There is also a Vientiane map!

"Ten...... 100,000!" Wang Yifan struggled to get rid of Lin Shiyi's hand and shouted indistinctly.

"Haha......" Some people who witnessed this couldn't help but laugh.

"One hundred thousand and one thousand!" "The head of the Zhang family glanced at Wang Yifan and shouted lightly.

Fuck you, your ancestors!

Wang Yifan's eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to bite the head of the Zhang family to death.

"Disillusioned Palm" is just gone?