Leaving Shengrixing, Fang Xiang felt that he was still dreaming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info delighted, excited, frightened, expectant, and many emotions mixed together to make him unable to let go.

"Damn, it's scary, the inscriptionist is too scary"

Walking on the road, Fang Xiang smirked, he could think of what he would be like in more than ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years. With such a means of accumulating money, it is completely unnecessary to worry that the refining body will burn too much money.

Walking and walking, Fang Xiang came to the Rising Sun Auction, the Rising Sun is also the industry of the Oriental family, especially the Rising Sun Walk in Baihuling, which has attracted many warriors from outside the city and even other states. Because Baihuling is located in the north and south, far away from the front line and protected by many checkpoints, the business here is very prosperous, and most of the warriors on the front line will return to the south to replenish or buy some useful treasures when they leave the battlefield.

Fang Xiang thought about Ruyi, and suddenly his heart moved. It will take a long time to summon Ruyi, and during this time, you can't waste it in vain, you must be proficient in a stick technique, and you must also buy a weapon to take advantage of. The Fang family did not have a stick, nor did they have similar exercises or martial arts. Even if there were, Fang Xiang couldn't get it, although he was able to open the back door from his father, Fang Xiang had never taken advantage of this convenient relationship, and he didn't want to take advantage of it.

The auction house is divided into a consignment department and an auction department, and Fang Xiang didn't have any good things on him, so he naturally chose the auction department. There is a table at the entrance of the venue, and there is a person sitting in front of him who is responsible for registration, if you want to enter the Rising Sun, you must have a certain financial certificate, and the things inside are not something that ordinary people can photograph, with the financial resources of the Fang family, I am afraid that only Fang Xiang's father can barely enter the Rising Sun.

"Please show proof of financial means. ”

With a very cold sentence, Fang Xiang revealed his Sumeru ring, and took out the ten golden tickets for the victory day trip in his arms.

The man handed over a piece of jade slip, and the other party wanted to say, "Go in."

Fang wanted to enter the venue, and his seat number was one thousand and ninety-seven. It took a lot of effort to find a seat, but before I could sit down, I saw a burst of shouts in the venue, as if there was a war.

Looking towards the auction table, I saw a long spear with a silver glimmer and a menacing aura lying horizontally in front of the table.

"I believe that many people here are coming for Guan Hong, this Guan Hong is from the hands of Mo Ming, a front-line soldier, Mo Ming died in battle, leaving only this gun, I really hope that someone can inherit Mo Ming's legacy. ”

Fang Xiang's body trembled slightly, Mo Ming's name was like thunder, and Mo Ming was the one his mother said the most when he was a child. In his life, he fought and killed countless desolate beasts, and made great contributions to all mankind. Unexpectedly, Mo Ming, who cultivated in the later stage of Ning Dan, still died under the iron hooves of the desolate beast.

Fang Xiang closed his eyes, and said in his heart, "Senior Mo, you go all the way, although I think that although I am dull, but I also have the same ambition as you, if the desolate beast and fierce beast are not eliminated for a day, I will not stop until the end of my life." ”

Before he met Ruyi, Fang wanted to prepare to practice guns, and he hoped that one day he would be able to gallop through the wasteland and kill the desolate beasts like Mo Ming. This Guan Hong Fang wanted to actually want it very much, but he still held back the itch in his heart, Guan Hong definitely couldn't be compared with Ruyi.

After a fierce bidding, Guan Hong was finally obtained by the warrior in the black cloak at a sky-high price of 100,000 spirit stones.

As soon as the main event passed, there were suddenly fewer people in the venue. Immediately followed by the auction was a bottle of healing elixir, a high-grade Huiqi Pill, which was what all the soldiers on the front line needed most, and a high-grade Huiqi Pill might be able to save a precious life.

Huiqi Pill is not as competitive as Guanhong, because it is the most commonly used pill and is basically transparent in price. One thousand lower-grade spirit stones and one high-grade Huiqi Pill, a total of ten, were auctioned off to different martial artists.

This time, Fang Xiang can be regarded as having gained his knowledge, and he will get a thousand lower-grade spirit stones to eat a Hui Qi Pill, where is this taking medicine, and he is obviously eating the meat on his body. If you really go to the frontline battlefield in the future, you can't buy the pill from others, if you have the conditions, you still have to refine it yourself, after all, you have a lot of knowledge about alchemy in your mind. The inscription technique greatly increased Fang Xiang's confidence, and he believed that the alchemy technique would never be worse.

The Dongfang family has always been a big family that supports front-line fighters, and they have never embarrassed those true heroes who fight for all mankind on pills. Counting the cost, refining a high-grade Qi Returning Pill requires at least eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and without adding the risk of refining failure, the manual cost of two hundred lower-grade spirit stones is negligible, because these pills are from the hands of famous masters.

The so-called auction of the Rising Sun can actually be understood as a supply depot on the front line of the wasteland, three-quarters of the auction items are pills, and the rest are some high-level exercises, weapons and armor.

Fang Xiang didn't need the elixir and waited patiently for what he needed.

A cyan long stick caught Fang Xiang's attention.

"Green Pine Stick, this weapon was found on the front line of the Wasteland, and no one knows who the original owner was. The stick body is made of turquoise wood, which is extremely tough and expensive, and belongs to the high-grade treasure of the human level. The starting price is 2,000 low-grade spirit stones. ”

Speaking of which, even Fang Xiang could think that the original owner of the green pine stick must have died in battle. Another hero fell, Fang Xiang sighed, after all, the human race still can't fight the powerful desolate beast, and the area of activity is constantly shrinking, when will such a day be a head.

There weren't many bidders in the venue, because there were very few people making sticks. Guns and sticks have their own merits, but after all, guns are the king of all soldiers, and they can play the greatest role on the battlefield. Most of the martial artists who have the conditions to hold a gun to learn marksmanship do not choose a long stick.

"Two thousand five hundred lower grade spirit stones"

Fang Xiang raised the jade slip in his hand to ask for the price, but no one competed, and easily slapped the green pine stick. This time, I finally gained something, and the green pine stick was my first weapon!

The auction lasted for another half an hour, and the auction items were mainly pills, and another three hours passed, and the final finale was staged.

The auctioneer pointed to the jade box covered with a red cloth in front of the stage and said, "Jiuyang Lingzhi, the year is 1,900 years, I won't introduce the role much, the starting price is 100,000 spirit stones." ”

As soon as the Jiuyang Lingzhi came out, there was an uproar in the venue, they didn't expect that the Rising Sun Xing would take out the Jiuyang Lingzhi, which is a holy medicine for refining the body, which can greatly enhance the body and improve the strength of the body.

Fang Xiang's eyes widened, and his eyes lit up. The most critical key to unlocking the quenching of the marrow is Jiuyang Ganoderma lucidum!

"One hundred and fifty thousand"

The first person asked for the price, and after a while, it led a large number of people to compete wildly, almost one after another, and the price also soared from the original 100,000 lower grade spirit stones all the way to 170,000.

At this price, the bidding warriors have dropped sharply, not because they have no money, but because they have no preparation at all. Rising Sun Xing inexplicably took out a very high vintage Jiuyang Ganoderma lucidum.

In the VIP seat above, a young man in a green shirt held up a jade slip and said, "180,000"

"This is Luo Tong, the young master of the Luo family, forget it, it's better not to offend the Luo family. ”

"Luo Tong is a great genius, I heard that he is only sixteen years old, and his cultivation is already half a step after tomorrow."

Luo Tong asked for the price, which suddenly made more people lose the courage to continue bidding, the Luo family has strong financial resources and great power, and few people will risk offending Luo Tong to compete with them. Fang Xiang didn't care about this, he only knew that he needed this Jiuyang Lingzhi very much. If the other party makes trouble for himself, it is a big deal to move out of the unwarranted master behind him, and I believe that the Dongfang family will not stand idly by.

"200,000 lower grade spirit stones" Fang wanted to raise the jade slip and ask for the price.

His bid suddenly aroused the onlookers of the surrounding people, and Fang Xiang was just sitting on an ordinary seat, how could such a person carry such a huge amount of money. Many people suspect that Fang Xiang is bidding indiscriminately, but there are also rational people who think that Fang Xiang is the son of a wealthy family who entered halfway, and it is understandable to sit in an ordinary seat.

Luo Tong glanced at Fang Xiang, who was sitting in the corner, and then raised the jade slip and said lazily, "Two hundred and fifty thousand"

"300,000"

Before Luo finished speaking, Fang Xiang called out a higher price, and it was the same as Luo Tong, adding 50,000 spirit stones at a time.

Luo Tong was slightly stunned, he obviously didn't expect that at this price, there would be someone who could compete with him. He got inside information today, knowing that the Rising Sun Guild would auction Jiuyang Lingzhi, and the money on his body was enough, and Luo Tong was very surprised to see that he wanted to do so.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand"

"400,000" Fang wants to still bid quickly.

"Four Thirty Thousand"

Luo Tong couldn't sit still, he changed his sitting position, and his right foot kept tiptoeing on the ground.

"Four hundred and seventy thousand"

Decent, very decisive, this inevitable momentum made the people in the venue gasp. Among them, several young masters from really wealthy families secretly said that even if they were prepared in advance, they might not be able to compete for this mysterious boy.

Luo Tong glared at Fang Xiang coldly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, he was really angry.

"Is this kid crazy, if he offends Luo Tong, the end is extremely miserable, he has a life to get Jiuyang Lingzhi but he doesn't have a life to enjoy it. ”

"Since he dares to bid, he naturally has something to rely on behind him, maybe behind this kid is a behemoth that even the Luo family can't provoke. “

The price of "590,000" is already Luo Tong's limit, and he has only brought a total of 600,000 lower grade spirit stones, if Fang wants to continue bidding, then he has no hope.

Fang Xiang just wanted to bid, and suddenly Luo Tong's true yuan transmission came from the sea of spiritual consciousness.

"Boy, take a step back and don't cause yourself unnecessary trouble. ”

Fang Xiangli ignored Luo Tong, calculating that this price should be Luo Tong's limit, he calmly raised the jade and said indifferently, "600,000"

Originally, Fang wanted to increase the price by 50,000, but this time it was only increased by 10,000, and smart people can guess that 600,000 may be the limit of Luo Tong. This makes people not angry, just a little bit, the price of 600,000 is like Fang Xiang slapped Luo Tong twice, which made him feel very uncomfortable and made him very faceless.

"600,000 once"

"600,000 twice"

"Six hundred thousand three times, deal!"

As soon as the final word was made, Fang Xiang got what he wanted, and immediately got up and walked into the backyard. After completing the transaction, Fang Xiang said to the auctioneer beside him, "Can I ask you for a favor, I will leave through your internal passage." ”

"It's Nature"

Fang Xiang followed a passer-by into the underground secret passage, and he didn't know how long he had walked, and after walking out of the passage to usher in a piece of light, he had already left Baihuling and was in a dense forest.

"This is the cave wall forest, then, good luck"

The person who led the way said this, which made Fang Xiang feel a chill down his spine. After the leader left, Fang Xiang looked around vigilantly, but there was no one, he hurriedly ran along the cave wall forest towards Nanxi Village.

After running for two hours, I finally returned to Nanxi Village. After entering the village, Fang Xiang's tense nerves relaxed, and he sat on the side of the road, panting heavily. At that time, I didn't think too much about competing with Luo Tong for Jiuyang Lingzhi, but I just felt very cool. After leaving the Rising Sun and leaving the city, the more I thought about it, the more I felt afraid, if I met anyone at the auction venue on the way, I was afraid that my little life would be confessed. Even if you let yourself hide for a while, what about the future? You can't always hide like a rat crossing the street.