With Liu Mang's help, in the next few auctions, Zhang Fengmian made a move without any worries. As Liu Mang said before, Lin Hua didn't get any of the things he wanted.

In the current auction room, except for the finale of the high-level magic weapon, there are only two lots left.

The one that is being auctioned on the field is the hammer that Zhang Fengmian needs for casting swords.

"This is a forging hammer that a craftsman commissioned our auction house to auction. This forging hammer has been with that craftsman for nearly a hundred years, and he has forged several high-level spiritual weapons through this forging hammer, which itself is also a rare magic weapon. ”

After Liu Qingyan finished talking about the general origin of the forging hammer, he looked around, looked at the bidders who were like great enemies, smiled, and said: "That craftsman's temper is a little strange, saying that his treasure does not look at the price, but only fate. Therefore, we do not set a price for this lot, and those who are destined to get it. ”

"If you don't set a price, how can you shoot this? Do you want us to go up and grab it? ”

The bidders present were all confused, Zhang Fengmian also had a confused expression, turned his head to look at Liu Mang, and asked, "Auction, can you still look at fate?" ”

Liu Mang spread out his hands and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"The people in this auction house are getting weirder than the other, who knows what they're thinking?" Liu Mang pursed his lips, lay in the chair, swayed the folding fan in his hand, bored.

Seeing that everyone present frowned and was confused, Liu Qingyan clapped his hands and said, "This hammer has been in the hands of that old gentleman for many years, and there are countless casts, and it has a little spirituality, and it can identify the people who are destined for it." All of you present are monks, so you might as well divide a wisp of aura and see if it resonates with it? ”

"Regardless of the role of its casting tool, just a psychic magic weapon must be a rare treasure. In that case, I'll give it a try first. ”

At the corner on the left side of the second floor, a burly man stood up with a shout. He put his fingers together, and a white rainbow flew out of his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, he flew up to the white jade platform and into the forging hammer.

The auction hall was silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the black-glowing hammer on the table.

However, after a stick of incense, the forging hammer did not react.

Everyone shook their heads and looked back in disappointment. The burly man sighed and said, "Well, it seems that I have nothing to do with this thing, so it depends on whether other Taoist friends can accept this treasure." ”

"Okay, I'll give it a try!"

The little nun of Chanjuan Temple before had her hands sealed, and a trace of spiritual power was also injected into the forging hammer, and then she stared at it closely, her face a little nervous.

However, it was another time of incense, and there was no response.

This gambling-style auction made many people interested, and then, in addition to Zhang Fengmian and Lin Hua, some big forces or rich people on the second floor tried it one by one, and even many wild cultivators downstairs also made a move, but no one could get it in their hands.

In the end, everyone looked at the two young people on the second floor who were sitting opposite each other and had never moved, and became interested. Many people even began to gamble, speculating about who could get this forging hammer between Zhang Fengmian and Lin Hua.

Lin Hua made a move first, he was so pressed by Zhang Fengmian that he couldn't raise his head by Liu Mang's power before, and now that he has this opportunity to raise his eyebrows, he naturally refuses to miss it.

The corners of Lin Hua's mouth went up, and he looked at Zhang Fengmian with a sneer.

"Before, you relied on the financial resources of that wronged boss to suppress me, it doesn't matter. Then I want to see now, can you beat me in this kind of fighting for chance? ”

Lin Hua jumped up, he stepped on the railing in front of him, and the fingers of his right hand drew a trace of spiritual power from his forehead, condensed into a feather arrow, and shot at the hammer body.

The spiritual power is injected into it, emitting bursts of ripples that will not disperse for a long time.

"Actually directly drawing spiritual power from the sea of knowledge, this guy is bound to get this hammer?"

Someone in the auction hall was a little surprised when they saw Lin Hua's move, and when their eyes returned to the hammer again, they were even more stunned.

It turned out that after Lin Hua injected spiritual power into the hammer's body, it actually emitted a faint golden light, although it was weak, but it was more unresponsive than before, this situation was already very surprising.

"Could it be that he is the one who is destined for this hammer?"

Liu Mang was a little anxious when he saw the abnormal movement on the hammer. He shook Zhang Fengmian's shoulders and said, "You still don't do it?" After a little more hesitation, the thing was taken by the annoying guy on the other side. ”

However, Zhang Fengmian smiled mysteriously and said confidently: "Don't worry, he can't take it." ”

Liu Mang's eyes widened and asked, "Why?" ”

"This is a magic weapon, and it is a forging hammer. If you want to resonate with it, you have to be able to forge a forge. It is impossible to get it just by relying on the natal spiritual power. Zhang Fengmian paused, wanting to continue, but did not speak.

When the hammer first came out, he began to recall the appearance of Liu Laosan when he was striking iron in the blacksmith shop, and then pondered one action after another in his mind, changing it into his own forging method. At that time, this forging hammer with a wonderful origin actually resonated with him, but he didn't take it with his hands.

And what he was waiting for was this moment.

Seeing that the golden light around the hammer was getting dimmer and dimmer, Lin Hua was a little anxious. He once again unleashed a trace of spiritual power into it, wanting to break the special prohibition set on the hammer.

But before the spiritual power got close to Bai Yutai, it was smashed by Liu Qingyan's palm.

She stared at Lin Hua on the second floor, and said coldly: "Bidding is bidding, and if you want to destroy the lot, you just break the rules." I don't think this boy has anything to do with the forging hammer, so let's stop it. ”

After saying that, she directly shattered the only remaining faint connection between Lin Hua and the forging hammer.

Lin Hua's face was displeased, and he glared at Liu Qingyan angrily, and wanted to open his mouth to spit out some unpleasant words, but he turned his head and glanced at the surname Fang, and closed his mouth again. turned to look at Zhang Fengmian and said, "What this young master can't get, can you get this mud leg?" This lifeless thing, it's lucky that he didn't fall to death, how can it be possible to crush me on the opportunity? ”

"I'd like to see how you can make a fool of yourself in front of so many people."

Lin Hua held the mentality of watching a good show, with his arms around his chest, lying in the chair.

Zhang Fengmian glanced at Lin Hua, snorted coldly, and stood up under the attention of everyone in the audience. He walked over to the railing, stretched out his hand, and without using the slightest aura, the forging hammer obediently flew into his hand.

"It turns out that the person who is destined for this thing is this young man!"

Everyone present was amazed, at first they thought that Zhang Fengmian was a scholar who followed the rich young master next to him. Unexpectedly, the final winner of this magic weapon turned out to be this guy they didn't look down on.

And what is even more unbelievable is, of course, Lin Hua. When he saw that Zhang Fengmian got the forging hammer, he had an expression of eating, and his face was bruised, and he couldn't wait to rush over and break Zhang Fengmian's body into pieces now.

I thought that Zhang Fengmian would take this opportunity to disgust him, but I never thought that he wouldn't even look at himself. This made Lin Hua feel insulted even more, and the anger in his heart suddenly burned even more.