-----------------

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, the starting price of this thousand-yuan halberd is 1,500 lower-grade spirit stones, you can bid now."

Fang Daren said with excitement on his face.

As soon as Fang Daren's words fell, several monks in the audience immediately began to bid.

"Seventeen hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

"Nineteen hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

The price of this first-grade artifact began to climb steadily.

"Two thousand six hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

Seeing that the price was rising, Han Changlin also watched this bidding performance with great interest.

And at this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue robe who had never covered his face suddenly spoke:

"Three thousand lower-grade spirit stones."

However, before the man's voice fell, a hoarse voice sounded:

"Three thousand five hundred lower grade spirit stones."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways, but they saw that it was a monk wearing a black gauze hat and could not see his face clearly.

Suddenly, everyone was very interested in him.

And after this price came out, the scene became deserted.

After all, to be honest, with the price of this Qianyun halberd, the price of these three thousand five hundred lower-grade spirit stones is already slightly less than the value of this first-grade spirit weapon itself.

But the middle-aged monk seemed to be a little unwilling, and he saw a hesitant expression on his face, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and increased the price to three thousand seven hundred lower grade spirit stones.

But the monk who was wearing a black gauze hat and couldn't see his face clearly seemed to be confident, and just said lightly:

"Four thousand lower-grade spirit stones."

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk glanced hatefully at the monk wearing a black gauze hat and couldn't see his face clearly, but finally gave up the fight.

For a while, the scene was silent.

However, Fang Daren was at the right time at this time, and said loudly with a smile:

"I don't know if there is any other Taoist friend who is willing to continue to increase the price, this Qianyun halberd ......"

Fang Daren was still working hard to introduce the advantages of this first-grade spiritual weapon, but his heart was full of joy.

After all, the price of four thousand lower-grade spirit stones was already higher than he expected.

After a while, seeing that no one had bidd, Fang Daren finally announced that this first-grade spiritual artifact belonged to the monk who was wearing a black gauze hat and couldn't see his face clearly.

And Han Changlin, who had seen the whole good show, couldn't help but sigh secretly, it was hard to find a weapon.

Next, the auction was still going on normally, and Han Changlin naturally sat quietly in place.

It's just that the auction items in the back didn't have what he needed, and finally after the last lot was auctioned by an old man, Fang Daren also came to the stage with a smile on his face and said loudly:

"Now that the last treasure has been sold, this is the end of this auction."

Speaking of this, Fang Daren paused, looked around, and continued:

"Of course, if you still need to trade something, or buy something, you can stay here."

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense below, now I'll leave it to you here."

After speaking, Fang Daren turned around and walked towards the audience.

For a while, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but no one came to the stage.

But fortunately, after a few breaths, a deep male voice sounded.

"Since you fellow Daoists are so humble, then let's throw bricks and lead the jade first."

As he spoke, he saw a yellow figure appear on the stage.

I saw that this person was wearing a yellow power suit, with a burly figure and well-developed limbs, and he looked like he was at least in his fifties.

"I have a second-order spiritual material dragon scale stone in my hand now, everyone should know about this thing, and this thing is also used to refine medium-grade gold-based spiritual weapons."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, and a turquoise jade box appeared in his hand.

Slowly opening the jade box, I saw a palm-sized, scale-like stone appear in front of everyone's eyes.

"I didn't expect it to be a dragon scale stone, but I was really lucky to see it here."

I don't know who said it, and everyone surrounded them for a while.

This dragon scale stone is a second-order spiritual material, and it is a rare spiritual material, extremely rare.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was still a true dragon in the world of cultivating immortals, and this dragon scale stone was born when it was contaminated with the breath of a true dragon, and it also contained a trace of true dragon's breath, which had an inexplicable sense of oppression for demon beasts.

"This thing is not bad, if I can't find a first-order spiritual weapon, I might as well collect the spiritual materials myself, and then ask the second-order refiner to refine a spiritual weapon for myself."

Seeing this dragon scale stone, Han Changlin somehow had this idea in his heart.

But since the middle-aged man took out this thing here, he didn't think there was a shortage of spirit stones, but he didn't know what this person needed, if he had it on his body, he might as well exchange it with it.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man also spoke again at this time, only to see him say lightly:

"I want to exchange this thing for a second-order earth-based spiritual material, of course, if the value of the things you take out is higher than the dragon scale stone below, you can compensate for it through spirit stones or other things."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked around.

And there were a few people around who looked at this dragon scale stone with eager eyes.

However, the man's request is relatively difficult to find, and there may be some second-order earth-based spiritual materials, but those that can compare with this dragon scale stone are relatively rare, so no one took them out for a while.

Han Changlin frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, the request on the other side was still a second-order spiritual material that could be compared to this dragon scale stone, but at the moment, he couldn't take it out, and it was difficult to meet his request for a while.

"Sort of, it's really not okay to give up first, and then find another way when the time comes."

Han Changlin said to himself secretly.

Seeing that none of the people around him accosted him, the middle-aged man was a little disappointed on stage.

At this moment, a monk in the audience looked at the dragon scale stone in the man's hand with very fiery eyes, and said expectantly:

"I wonder what you think of me? Of course, if the Taoist friend feels that it is not enough, he is willing to give up some more spirit stones as compensation. ”

As he spoke, the man had already taken out a jade box from the storage bag.

When the middle-aged man saw the items in the jade box, he just shook his head slightly, and then he saw that no one had applied for a transaction, so he quickly fell, but when the middle-aged man passed by a monk dressed as a scholar, he somehow paused slightly, and then returned to his seat silently.

This scene was discovered by Han Changlin, who had a strong divine sense.

......

"Since this fellow Daoist is over, then let the second one come down."

As he spoke, he saw a middle-aged man walking up to the stage, this person was wearing a blue robe, and it was the middle-aged man who missed the Qianyun Halberd.

"I have a Bibo grass in my hand, and I plan to exchange it for some cultivation pills."

Han Changlin listened to it clearly, but his heart moved slightly.

Because this Bibo grass is another elixir needed by the Gathering God Pill.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a spiritual object in my hands here, and it seems that it is worth the trip."

Thinking like this, Han Changlin's mouth moved slightly.

At the same time, the middle-aged man's expression also moved slightly, and then he saw him come straight to Han Changlin.

Seeing this, Han Changlin didn't talk nonsense, and immediately handed over a black cloth bag.

After the middle-aged man took the black cloth bag and looked at it, he nodded, and handed the Bibo grass in his hand to Han Changlin.

Immediately after the second monk was finished, another monk came up to the stage and then took out the spiritual objects that he needed to trade.

"This spiritual object in the next hand ......"

With the introduction of this person, a few more people joined the competition after a while.

During this period, Han Changlin also went to the stage and said his request.

It's just that everyone heard that Han Changlin needed a fire-attribute primary-level spiritual weapon, preferably a sword-type spiritual weapon, and everyone also shook their heads.

Seeing this, Han Changlin also decisively jumped off the stage.

As time passed, no one came forward in the end.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if there are any Taoist friends who want to exchange treasures, if there is, they can continue to come to the stage."

I don't know when, Fang Daren appeared on the stage again.

When everyone heard this, they did not respond.

Seeing this, Fang Daren decisively announced that this underground auction was officially over.

-----------------