"Huh? Do you want to buy? Shen Yuan asked Ning Rongrong in a low voice in surprise.

Ning Rongrong replied, "I don't need it, but Sister Yu'er needs it." Yesterday I saw that Sister Yu'er didn't seem to have a good sword in her hand, so I just bought it and gave it to her. It doesn't cost much anyway. ”

"Use ...... It doesn't cost much??? Shen Yuan was choked by Ning Rongrong's attitude that I don't care about money.

Okay, your Seven Treasure Liuli Sect is really the richest sect in the mainland, and this attitude is outrageous if you don't look at the money in your eyes.

Hearing that the host reported that someone in the white position had bid 150,000 gold soul coins to buy this, many people in the seats in front of them subconsciously turned their heads to explore.

Many people sitting in the white seats behind them were also looking at each other.

"150,000 Golden Soul Coins! Is there any VIP who wants to increase the price of 150,000 Golden Soul Coins? 150,000 ...... 160,000 Golden Soul Coins! A red VIP bids 160,000 gold soul coins! ”

The host shouted there excitedly.

Hearing the price quoted by the host, Ning Rongrong frowned, kept moving in his hand, and continued to press it up.

"170,000 gold soul coins, white VIPs bid 170,000 gold soul coins. This is the orthodox work of the master disciple of the Craftsman God Building, which is extremely rare in our Heaven Dou Empire, at this moment, a VIP bid for 170,000 gold soul coins, and ......"

"One hundred and eighty thousand! A red VIP bids 180,000 gold soul coins! ”

"What? Who else dares to fight with my aunt and grandmother? As he spoke, he continued to press the button on the chair.

Shen Yuan looked at Ning Rongrong who was exposing his true nature with a wry smile on his face, and pressed Ning Rongrong's hand and said, "Okay, okay, if you add more, the gains outweigh the losses." And the sword you spent so much money on, Jiang Yu'er may not accept it. ”

Ning Rongrong, who was held by Shen Yuan's hand, turned red at first, but when he heard Shen Yuan's words, he thought about it and quieted down unconvinced.

Seeing Ning Rongrong, who had finally settled down, Shen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly he felt a sight from the front, and turned his head to see a young man in white in the red position in the front row turning his head to look at the two of them.

Although there is a mask to cover the appearance clearly, looking at the eyes, you can also see the gentle atmosphere of the person himself.

Seeing Shen Yuan notice him, the young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and chuckled, then turned his head and sat back.

"Huh?"

Shen Yuan looked at the young man's figure suspiciously: [Is this the discovery of us?] ]

[Funny, it turned out to be the teacher's daughter!] I even went to the auction house to play. And who is the boy next to her, there are not many people who can suppress this little witch. The young man who turned his head smiled and thought to himself.

In the end, the sword was still auctioned by the red VIP for 180,000 gold soul coins, although the whole time after that, Ning Rongrong kept muttering to himself: "If it weren't for Shen Yuan to stop you, I would definitely shoot the Qingying Sword down." ”

Looking at Ning Rongrong's unwilling look, Shen Yuan patted his head helplessly and sighed: [I don't understand the world of rich women. ]

Soon, the auction house sold one after another, and Shen Yuan didn't make many moves halfway, probably spent nearly 10,000 gold soul coins to auction a few lots, one of which was a lady's pendant-style defensive soul guide, which Shen Yuan was going to go back to give Xiao Wu as a gift.

Ning Rongrong saw the lady's pendant taken by Shen Yuan, his face moved slightly, he glanced at Shen Yuan quietly, and then turned his head, not knowing what she was thinking.

As the auction continued, although Shen Yuan did not gain much, he still gained a lot of knowledge, and all kinds of magical sales made him feel strange after the era of the information explosion in his previous life.

Soon, an hour passed, and a waiter walked over and asked softly if the two of them wanted to attend the special auction that followed.

Shen Yuan and the others naturally nodded in agreement, and then followed the girl's guidance to leave their seats and walk outside.

When he got up, Shen Yuan noticed that many people in the venue got up with him, and they should all be going to participate in the special auction, including the young man in white that Shen Yuan had always cared about.

Following the guidance of the girl in front of them, Shen Yuan and the two bypassed the auction center and continued to walk towards the depths of the auction hall.

After a while, the two of them saw four huge stone carved gates, the gates were only four or five meters high, and there were many inexplicable mysterious reliefs carved on them, making the whole gate look simple and elegant, unconventional.

Walking into the door, Shen Yuan saw a much smaller venue that was very similar to the auction center outside, the difference was that there were no seats arranged according to multiple levels inside, and they all looked like they were all in a uniform black style.

Shen Yuan and Ning Rongrong found a nearby seat and sat down.

"Huh? What is it? Ning Rongrong was surprised and took out a small list from his seat.

Shen Yuancai noticed that there was a small list on the armrest of each seat, took it out and looked at it, and was surprised to find that it was actually the auction catalog.

Unlike ordinary auctions, special auctions seem to have better statistics on the catalogue of the items sold because they stipulate the corresponding types and grades.

Shen Yuan opened the catalogue list in his hand with great interest, looking at the products and introductions on it.

From the introduction of this catalog, Shen Yuan learned some details of the small special auction.

Generally speaking, a small special auction is held every two to four years or so, and a large special auction is held every ten to fifteen years or so.

Small-scale special auctions are generally held for about a week, during which one type of auction is held at a fixed time each day. In other words, each such auction will auction seven kinds of goods, and as for which seven types are exact, it depends on which ones are of sufficient quality collected by the auction house.

The large-scale special auction is held for about a month, and at that level of auction, it is a big event on the mainland, almost everything can be found on it, and there may even be multiple soul bones.

And this small auction, Shen Yuan found that there seemed to be nothing particularly precious, the first few days were clothing, materials, weapons, soul beasts, today is the fifth day, the auction type is soul guides, and the next two days are herbs and classics.

However, Shen Yuan was a little interested in flipping through the catalog, he was not very interested in the clothing, materials, weapons and so on, as for the soul beasts, soul guides and herbs, he looked at the catalog, and the quality was average, and he really couldn't afford to shoot it.

What caught his eye a little was the auction of the classics the day after tomorrow.

Shen Yuan looked at the several advanced cultivation methods in the column of the classics, and he was a little interested in it.

[It seems that the quality of this year's special auction is average, no wonder there are not many people coming!] Shen Yuan sighed slightly regretfully as he flipped through the catalog in his hand.

This rare special auction will be missed, and it will not be easy to encounter it next time, like Tang San, who was unlucky in the original book, and never encountered it.

Suddenly, Shen Yuan noticed that in the classics column, there was a catalog of classics at the back.

"Notes on Heart Refining" - A hundred years ago, a stunning genius soul master, holding a thrilling bow, shot two soul emperors with the strength of the soul king, and was famous in the mainland. Later, he was ambushed by the enemy, besieged by a soul saint and many soul emperors, and unfortunately fell at the age of twenty-eight. This "Heart Refining Notes" is the only relic of this soul king.