This ancient sword is one of the finales of this auction.

The sword is no more than three feet long, and it is also mottled with rust, but you can feel the extraordinary skill of the sword through the streamer on the blade.

"You should know that in ancient times, my Western Xinjiang was also prominent in the cultivation world for a while, and great monks appeared frequently."

"It was only later that the chaotic battles continued, and the spiritual energy was consumed, and my Western Xinjiang fell from the cultivation holy land to here."

The shopkeeper of Yuntai Immortal Pavilion looked around, and then stretched out his hand to point to the ancient sword in front of him: "This sword was found in a great monk's cave, and after tens of thousands of years, this sword still shines brightly. ”

His words made many cultivators below tremble with excitement.

A sword weapon that has not been rotten for tens of thousands of years, this is a treasure!

It's just that the older ones shake their heads slightly.

"The sword weapon is not the better the ancient, especially this kind of sword weapon that has been stored for too long, it has not been properly maintained, and the spiritual material has lost its power." Shopkeeper He, who was sitting beside Bai Suzhen, said in a low voice.

Bai Suzhen nodded.

She had come into contact with such an ancient sword, and she really could only look at it.

"It's actually a good thing to collect." The master Sun Tu beside Han Muye spoke softly.

Collection.

This kind of sword weapon with a price of 10,000 spirit stones is really something that only people who are not bad for money can do.

When the price of the sword weapon reached 10,000 spirit stones, the vast majority of people below lost their minds to fight.

This is not something that ordinary casual cultivators can play, and for some family cultivators, they can't spend spirit stones on useless sword weapons.

There were several symbolic bids, and the final price died down at the time of thirteen thousand spirit stones.

In the attic, Cao E looked at the ancient sword and said in a low voice: "The alchemy technique that has been handed down in ancient times is no worse than now, this sword can not decay for decades, and it must have its magic." ”

The price of thirteen thousand spirit stones was made by her.

Seeing that no one raised the price again, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The Cao family is having a hard time now, and every spirit stone can't be wasted.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from below: "Fourteen thousand spirit stones." ”

Cao E was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the bidding position.

"Senior Brother Han......"

At this time, there were still people bidding, and the venue was silent, and then they looked back.

It's him!

Many people's eyes flashed with light.

Is there something special about this sword?

This is a strongman who can directly sell a sword weapon of 5,000 spirit stones for 100,000 spirit stones.

Could this fancy sword weapon, could it be, some big secret?

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know what's different about this sword?" The forty-year-old man who was sitting in front of Han Muye turned his head and looked at him.

"In the left Santao of the Xiahe Lingdao Gate, please also ask Taoist friends to solve your doubts."

As soon as Zuo Santao made a sound, many people watched it.

Supposedly, in an auction room, you shouldn't ask such questions when the dust is still undecided.

But at this time, many people were really curious, and they all looked at Han Muye.

"Peculiarities?"

"Perhaps."

Han Muye stood up and walked towards the high platform: "Such a sword weapon with years of precipitation, put on the desk of the quiet room, doesn't it look very charming?" ”

Years of precipitation.

Charm.

Many people at the venue had different colors in their eyes.

"Hmph, it's just a rich second generation with a few stinky money." Someone whispered, and there was envy in his eyes.

It's better to have money.

"This kid is not very old, but he has a lot of taste." There are older ones, and when they heard Han Muye speak, they nodded with a chuckle.

It's better to have money.

Han Muye, who walked up to the high platform, came to the wooden frame and looked down at the sword.

When you get closer, you can see that the sword is covered with countless cracks.

No wonder the shopkeeper of Yuntai Immortal Pavilion did not set the reserve price high, this sword can indeed only be regarded as a collection.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the long sword.

"I'm willing to bid sixteen thousand spirit stones." In the audience, someone suddenly spoke.

Han Muye's hand paused, and he turned his head to look at the audience.

Fengyun Sword Sect, the eldest grandson.

"Brother, I also like this sword, give it to me, how about it?"

The eldest grandson Su arched his hand towards Han Muye and smiled lightly.

The Fengyun Sword Sect is not a small sect.

Sixteen thousand spirit stones is not a decimal.

Eldest Sun Su looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Don't."

Han Muye's words made the eldest grandson Su stunned.

On the stage, Han Muye's palm was already holding the hilt of the sword.

A faint trace of sword qi poured into the sword body, and then a series of gray pictures flashed in Han Muye's mind.

Unfortunately, the sword was too old, and all those images were dull.

Han Muye was just about to lift the long sword, but when he heard a click, the long sword shattered into countless pieces.

Shattered.

In the audience, the eldest grandson, who was a little annoyed, was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"Thank you, brother, for helping me save this spirit stone."

Hearing his words, many other people in the audience also smiled.

This kind of ancient artifact is like this, maybe you touch it and smash it in your hand.

Han Muye shook his head, held the hilt of the sword that was only half cut in his hand, and then said to the attendants standing on the side, "What are you doing in a daze?" Wrap it up for me, not a single piece of it is missing. ”

After speaking, he put a pile of spirit stones in front of the stage, put his hands behind his back, and walked straight off the stage with a stiff face.

On the field, many people lowered their heads and chuckled.

Anyone who smashed fifteen or six thousand spirit stones would be in a bad mood.

At this time, no one noticed that Han Muye's hand holding the hilt of the sword had not relaxed in the slightest, and there was a faint infusion of sword qi.

Returning to his seat, Han Muye sat silent.

"Senior Brother Han, no, it's not enough, it's just 10,000 spirit stones." Bai Suzhen said with a smile.

"You just think you're refining a furnace of Dan."

It's rare to see Han Muye miss, and Bai Suzhen thinks it's funny.

As for the lost spirit stones, as she said, it was only 10,000 pieces.

Han Muye shook his head and said lightly: "I don't have a waste elixir. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Bai Suzhen to reply, she had slowly closed her eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was angry because the sword was broken.

It's just that no one knows that at this time, his mind has sunk into the divine treasure.

"Thank you, little friend."

In Han Muye's divine hide, a white-bearded and white-haired old man in a white robe bowed slightly.

"The predecessors are really characters from more than 10,000 years ago?"

Han Muye's voice sounded in the gods.

In the Divine Hide, the white-bearded old man looked at the faint Divine Soul Sword Qi around him, shrank his head slightly, and said: "Yes, Poor Dao Dayan, according to Xiaoyou, it has indeed been ten thousand years ago. ”

"What the predecessor said, Dao hidden treasures, sword pill treasures, are all true?"

Han Muye's divine soul voice rose again.

"Hehe, it's true, of course." The Great Rock Daoist chuckled, then looked at the top of his head and said, "As long as Xiaoyou takes me to the place where I sat down back then, so that my remnant soul has a chance to be reincarnated, all the treasures will be handed over to Xiaoyou." ”

"Okay." Han Muye's voice shook in the middle of the divine treasure, and then the remnant soul phantom of the Great Rock Dao people dissipated.

"The treasure of 10,000 years ago, promise to be so simple, this senior, is not a sincere person......" In the divine treasure, Han Muye's voice carried a trace of emotion.

……

The auction continued, and most of the treasures were snapped up.

Bai Suzhen also took a shot at several treasures that were not bad, one of which was a magic weapon, which was a treasure of the Tailing Sword Sect, and it had already given birth to a weapon spirit.

This magic weapon, Bai Suzhen, spent more than 200,000 spirit stones to take it.

This made the eyes of many young cultivators shine.

No one needs a nun like this who can spend money, right?

"Senior Brother Han, I'm not sure how to hold this sword, please help me palm my eyes." Bai Suzhen turned her head to look at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

At this time, what was auctioned on the stage was a Tailing Sword Sect Treasured Sword Weapon, the peak of the half-spirit weapon, and the price had been raised to 250,000 spirit stones.

"What's so nice about this sword?"

Shisun Tu, who was sitting on the side, pouted and said, "The sword weapons that came out of the secret vault have already been thoroughly explored. ”

He's right.

If you want to pick up the leak, it's also from that kind of trail.

The price of this kind of treasure in the secret vault of the great sect is very transparent.

On the stage, several cultivators had already gone up to explore the sword weapon.

The bid reached more than 200,000 yuan, and everyone was cautious, just relying on the description of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion shopkeeper to explain the sword weapon, it was not as good as personally probing it.

Everyone on the stage surrounded Cao E.

The sword weapon was also in her hand.

After all, it is the elite descendant of the refining family.

"This sword forging technique uses the technique of ice and fire condensation, and adds Muyang gold to make the sword attribute mild."

"There is a spirit in the sword, if you nourish it more, the sword qi will nourish people, and people will raise sword weapons, it is indeed a good sword."

A trace of emotion flashed on Cao E's face, and then she looked up.

"Senior Brother Han, if I still have some experience in refining weapons, tasting swords, I will be ugly in front of you."

Cao E had a sincere look on her face and opened her mouth with a smile.

This person's surname is Han.

Good at sword tasting.

The people in the audience suddenly had an understanding of Han Muye.

No wonder the eldest lady of the Bai family would walk with this person, I'm afraid it was just to use this person's sword ability, right?

It's just that the ancient sword just now, this person missed.

But then again, no one can hold the ancient sword.

"Senior Brother Han, can you go and have a look?" Bai Suzhen stood up and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, got up and went on stage with her.

Shisun Tu, who was sitting on the side, whispered softly: "The Nine Xuan Sword Sect will taste the sword?" Could it be that it came from the Sword Pavilion? ”

"No, isn't the Sword Pavilion Gao Changgong in charge."

"Interesting, I'll see what this kid can do with his sword."

As he spoke, he looked up imperceptibly at the hanging window attic on the side.

In the attic, Tao Ran Ancestor frowned.

"Tu old monster? Why is this guy here? ”

"This guy also has a crush on Han Boy's talent?"

Beside him, a middle-aged cultivator in a green robe bowed slightly: "Ancestor, do you want to take this sword?" ”

"If I make a move from the Nine Xuantian Pavilion, no one will fight for this sword."

Hearing the middle-aged cultivator in the green robe speak, Tao Ran Ancestor shook his head: "What is there to fight for with such a sword weapon?" ”

"It's the starry sky, when I polish it, you can sell it."

"Ancestor, rest assured, such treasures, we will definitely treat them as treasures of the town store." The middle-aged man in the green robe was overjoyed, bowed down and said.

Between the starry sky that the ancestor personally polished, the value must definitely be doubled and doubled.

"Stinky boy, there are a lot of doorways." Tao Ran Old Ancestor muttered, his eyes falling on the stage.

Han Muye had already reached out and took the sword weapon that Cao E handed over.

Holding the hilt of his sword, his eyes slowly closed.

A faint sword aura flowed and rose from above the sword weapon.

With such an opportunity to absorb sword qi in a bright light, Han Muye would not let it go.

What's more, in this sword weapon, there is still half a sword intent!

"The sword body is three feet long, weighs eight catties and five taels, and Qingyuan iron is forged, using the technique of forging mountains and rivers in civil and martial arts."

"This technique has always been known for its steady gentleness, and to put it bluntly, it is the condensation of water and fire that Miss Cao said."

"Muyang Jin is used on the blade of the sword, so that the sword qi is locked in the sword body, and it will not damage the person wearing the sword."

Han Muye's voice was soft, unhurried.

Everyone around them nodded.

Although what he said was actually similar to Miss Cao's, she also had her own opinions.

The picture in Han Muye's mind was constantly changing, and the sword qi and sword intent were retracted.

"It's just that have you ever thought about who wears a sword and needs to block the sword qi so as not to hurt your body?"

"How dare you buy this sword?"