Inside the spiritual weapon, Wei Jian looked out casually, it was really good, the bottom was a pine and cypress, the person looked only the size of a grain of rice, the river was like a jade belt, meandering, flashing waves, Wei Jian was refreshed.

The distance of more than 800 miles was originally slow, and there were too many people, so it took six or seven hours to fly before reaching Yueling City.

Wei Jian peeked at the master, only to see that his face was sweating, it turned out that piloting a flying spirit weapon not only consumes spirit stones, but also consumes spiritual power, but Gu Zhangmen is calculating in his heart: This time fifty spirit stones were wasted, alas!

Although Wei Jian didn't know what the head was thinking, he could also see the word distress from his expression.

The group came to Yueling City, according to Wei Jian's meaning, walked through the small door on the side, who would have thought, the old man pulled him, walked in through the largest gate in the middle, and did not hand over a single spirit stone!

Who dares to care? Last time, the team of more than 100 people snorted coldly, and all of them fell with blue noses and swollen faces, and when they saw this little old man again today, they didn't have a long memory, then they should also know that today is the day when Fenglinmen sells Danfang, who dares to stop those who can come and go directly to the gate?

The cultivator guarding the city smiled, made a gesture of please, and let him go directly.

Wei Jian said secretly: It's really Niu X, I have to go through the small door when I come by myself! It seems that I have to step up my cultivation and strive to become the realm of the earth as soon as possible, so hehe, buddy is also angry.

The crowd came to the auction house.

The current Mackay auction hall is surprisingly lively, there are nine boxes upstairs, and there are seats for 600 people downstairs, but more than 800 people came in today, and those who have no seats can only stand.

It's all a pot of porridge downstairs......

"I heard that today's Danfang, some of the major sects are bound to win. ”

"That's right! I heard that the fifth-grade alchemy master of the Blade Spirit Sect, Jian Kuo, tried to decipher the pill, but he didn't succeed, and only refined the pill with an affinity of a little more than nine layers......

"Pull it down! Such a shameful thing, the Blade Spirit Sect will spread out? Are you a fool to be the Blade Spirit Sect?"

"Believe it or not, one of my cousins, in the Blade Spirit Sect, is a master of the third grade, and he was there at the time..."

In the box on the second floor, the old man, Wei Jian and his group were arranged in the first box.

Wei Jian was very curious about this, and saw that there was a quotation device in front of him, and there was a amplification crystal, which was really fun, and it was a bit similar to the school's competition answering device.

The cultivators in VIP Room Nine were very quiet, there were only two people, all of them closing their eyes and recuperating.

Several other VIP rooms are discussing, looking at the auction list in their hands, saying everything, and competing with their favorite treasures.

The four people in VIP Room No. 8 were expressionless, and the person who took the lead said, "Senior Brother Han, how many spirit stones do we have this time?"

Senior Brother Han hesitated for a moment, and then said, "This time, a total of 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones have been prepared, but Senior Brother Min, don't forget, we still have to order a batch of pills from the Blade Spirit Sect, I'm afraid this will be troublesome......

There was silence in VIP room eight.

VIP room No. 3, this is the box of the Blade Spirit Sect, the sect master, the great elder and the two alchemy masters of the blade broad, the blade Kuo said: "Sect Master, I have tried many times, and the affinity has reached the highest level of ninety-three, and the probability of reaching the top grade is only three layers, and the control of pain is still not good, let alone the best." ”

The head of the sect scratched and said with a smile: "Master, don't mind, you can't decipher it, it seems that this Dan Fang is very weird, if we can get the Dan Fang and refine the existence of the best, then we will have an absolute advantage in the mainland Dan medicine market." ”

The Great Elder next to him also added: "The price of Fenglinmen's best spirit pill has been raised to five hundred spirit stones, and it is still limited to purchase, and each person can buy at most one." ”

Blade scratched angrily: "Damn! The cost of three elixirs is only a little in total, and they actually sold five hundred, which is really a huge profit......! I don't believe it's the young kid named Qiao Feng, I want to get this pill in my hands, and it's best to catch the alchemist as well, or ...... Destroy him!"

Suddenly, Wei Jian found that a strange smile appeared on the old man's face, and Wei Jian immediately understood that this old guy was going to cheat again, but he didn't know what the old guy was going to do.

The old man said a few words to Wei Jian, and when Wei Jian heard it, he was really an old ghost! The old man disguised him as a square-faced man in his thirties, and then the old man closed his eyes, as if he was a master outside the world, and Wei Jian was disgusting to see, old guy, in addition to being able to slander people and rob my spirit stone, he can pretend!

Gu Zhangmen and the four elders couldn't help but laugh when they glanced at it, Wei Jian touched his face, snorted in his mouth, and went downstairs and disappeared into the crowd.

Downstairs, Wei Jian's divine sense expanded outward, wanting to eavesdrop on the conversation in the eight boxes, and his divine sense probed, but the result was nothing, and there was no stool anyway, so he simply sat on the ground and put his hand on the ground...... He was using Ling Qi Detective, and the explosive prohibition could shield the detection of divine sense, but it was ineffective against Wei Jian's Ling Qi Detective, and Wei Jian could now be said to eavesdrop on whoever he wanted.

Wei Jian knew a little about the situation upstairs, and then thought of the old man's weird smile, feeling that the old man had overheard something, thinking that this old man might really be a top master! It seems that he still has to cultivate hard, that soul-building technique is definitely a good exercise, thinking of this, Wei Jian's heart is sour: where are his father and mother? Are they still alive, and who else is in the Wei family? Everything is unknown!

At this time, some people downstairs were talking secretly:

A cultivator wearing a golden hoop whispered to the person next to him: "Senior brother, I must auction the seven-ring sword in a while, it is said that this is the masterpiece of the master of the refining sect a hundred years ago." ”

The middle-aged man next to him glanced at him and said, "Try your best, look at the people here today, which one is not inevitable, we have to consider our own pockets." ”

The Golden Hoop cultivator understood, but he still didn't give up, and he looked eager to try.

Suddenly, the auctioneer who presided over the auction rang a wake-up bell, this is a three-grade spiritual weapon, the function can make people wake up, not aggressive, here, of course, it is to remind everyone to pay attention, Wei Jian suddenly became interested in this thing, he looked at it and watched: It's fun!

After a while, everyone downstairs was silent, and the auctioneer announced: "Today is a special day for Mackay Auction House, today we are going to auction a lot of fine products, all of which are rare treasures in the world, please don't miss the opportunity, please see the first boutique ...... below."

The auctioneer signaled to come on, and a graceful-looking, sexy and plump girl walked up with a porcelain plate two feet long and one foot wide.

The auctioneer gently removed the red silk with his hand, revealing the contents of it, and everyone saw that it was indeed a good thing.

Wei Jian hadn't seen it, he stood up, craned his neck and looked forward, and the people behind him spoke out one by one: "That kid, you sit down for me!"

Wei Jian rolled his eyes, he looked at it and sat down, because there were more than a dozen people standing up behind him, as well as cultivators from the Earth Realm.

Wei Jian naturally wouldn't bother with them, he sat down, Ling Qi probed, it was a 5,000-year-old coral bead, and he needed it!

The auctioneer introduced: "The five-thousand-year-old red blood coral beads, water attributes, can be used medicinally, for water attribute cultivators, the function is needless to say, the price starts at 300,000 spirit stones." ”

Wei Jian rubbed his hands together and directly raised his card: 350,000! Gu Zhang's family was trembling, 350,000? His own sect's savings for decades were less than 1 million, of course, relying on Qiaofeng recently, Fenglinmen's income could earn 10 million, but in any case, just this one broken coral was 350,000! Isn't Qiaofeng a little stupid?