The people around him no longer be polite when they saw that there was no situation.

Ji Zong wiped a handful of cold sweat at this time, and approached Zhao Ning, extremely nervous, "This and this, where did you get it?" ”

Guo Ying'er saw that he was so nervous, and felt that something really happened, "It's in the cave mansion where the bandits in the Valley of Wind and Rain are repairing." Could it be that your sect's Zhenzong Dafa has really been lost? ”

Ji Zong's head was about to explode when he heard this.

He gestured nervously and asked her to be silenced.

"This matter is too important, I must tell the sect immediately."

Zhao Ning responded, letting him feel free.

But before the voice of Zhao Ning fell, Ji Zong's figure disappeared in front of him, leaving only a whistling wind.

Guo Ying'er was stunned, "Their sword cultivation is like this...... Is it in a hurry? ”

Zhao Ning hadn't answered yet, but he saw that Ji Zong, who had left in a hurry, came back in a hurry, appeared in front of Zhao Ning, and said with a pant, "Fairy Shen, thank you for handing over the things to me, besides, I forgot to tell you that Shizun is now in Tianyue City, Shizun said, if I meet you, I will convey it to you, let you go to him, and he can learn from you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ji Zong rolled up the stall on the ground and disappeared again.

The wind blew Guo Ying'er's long hair flying, and she sighed, "I understand now, their sword cultivation is indeed in full swing. ”

Zhao Ning continued, "You are also a sword cultivator now." ”

Guo Ying'er froze, smiled awkwardly, and changed the topic, "Zhao Ning, this senior Ji left in a hurry, don't you have to give him another 30,000 spirit stones." ”

Being reminded by her like this, Zhao Ning rubbed the dragon scales in his hand, and remembered the storage bag that he hadn't had time to hand over.

"If you want to blackmail, you lose."

Guo Ying'er laughed, "Let's act as if nothing happened." As long as we don't say it, they will be embarrassed to ask for it. ”

Zhao Ning is helpless, not necessarily.

While talking, she saw many monks in the black market packing up their things and heading not far away, Guo Ying'er said, "It must be that the auction has started, let's go over quickly." ”

Follow the crowd to a pavilion, the style of the pavilion is very simple, similar to the Qianying Pavilion auction, the regular hall on the first floor and the box on the second floor, but the hall on the first floor is strangely raised for a while.

Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er went in a little behind, and just walked to the door, they saw a burly person at the door, standing on the steps of the gate with his arms crossed, closing his eyes and not looking at the people who came in at all.

The people around him didn't seem to care if he was in the way at the door, or didn't dare to mention why he was in the way.

This person's cultivation has already built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and he can directly become the sect master and patriarch if he is a small sect.

When Zhao Ning approached, he obviously felt that this person was startled, and quickly opened his eyes, only glanced at Zhao Ning, and immediately lowered his head, stood sideways, and made a welcoming gesture.

"Who are these two fairies, are they Jindan Realm or which great sect disciples?"

"I don't know, it doesn't look like the Jindan realm at all, and I don't feel the slightest oppression."

"That's the disciple of the sect. The big sect is really good, even the black market auction has to be respectful, and the one who is usually greeted by the door goes directly to the upstairs box. ”

"Look at the real welcome."

I saw a monk who looked like a deacon coming up, he bowed to Zhao Ning, and they went upstairs to greet them.

Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er have no identity, and they are treated like this, obviously they are the people at this auction, who are well-informed, and they can roughly guess Zhao Ning's cultivation at a glance.

Guo Ying'er was at ease, and she didn't feel anything wrong when she followed Zhao Ning.

It wasn't until she got into the box that Guo Yinger suddenly approached Zhao Ning's side, "Zhao Ning ......"

Her tail note dragged on and was a little squirming.

Zhao Ning sat on the circle chair by the window, tea and snacks were already prepared on the table, she looked up at Guo Ying'er, but saw Guo Ying'er said embarrassedly, "I heard that the price of the black market auction will rise to a certain extent, and the spirit stone I have on hand may not be able to buy Shi Jian Xin, if I don't have enough, can you lend me some." ”

This is a decision, no matter how much, I will buy Shi Jianxin.

"Don't worry, the auction here is the home of sword cultivation."

"Huh?" Guo Yinger didn't understand for a moment.

Zhao Ning smiled lightly, and only responded to what she said just now.

The auction hall was quickly filled, sword cultivation accounted for eighty percent, and the box on the second floor was also full, and there were even a few breaths of the Jindan realm.

The auction here is very ordinary, not like the weirdness of the Netherworld auction, like the Qianying Pavilion, where a deacon and two tall sword cultivators take the lot to the high platform.

The deacon smiled, "Ladies and gentlemen, I have been waiting for a long time. There are a total of 20 lots in this auction, including three red-level lots, as well as various materials for refining the spirit sword. ”

The deacon seemed to be hinting at something.

The auction of the first few lots was normal, and everyone was bidding on the lots they valued.

The only difference from the Qianying Pavilion auction is that every time they shout, they have already put the spirit stone in the spirit stone bag, and when the price is auctioned, the spirit stone bag is thrown directly to the stage and hung in the air until the other person raises the price, and the other spirit stone bag is thrown into the air, and the previous spirit stone bag will automatically bounce back into the hands of the original bidder.

Why is that? Isn't that an extra move? Guo Ying'er muttered.

Zhao Ning shook his head, also puzzled.

Until the lot enters the fifth.

This lot is a January Ling Pearl, which is generally used to be embedded in the sword, which can reduce the consumption of spiritual energy of the spirit sword.

Whenever it comes to swords, sword cultivation is very scramble, and it is extremely uncalm.

"Three thousand spirit stones." A white-robed sword cultivator in the hall shouted, he had a slender spirit sword hanging on his body, and the hilt of the sword was decorated with various decorations, almost all the effects of the sword that could be refined in the later stage of the sacrifice.

"Just three thousand lower grade spirit stones, I still want to take the Yueling Pearl." A blue-clothed sword cultivator sitting in the left front of the hall spoke out disdainfully, and then he increased the price, "Three thousand and one." ”

He said it so arrogantly at first, Guo Yinger thought that he could double the price, but he never thought that he would only add one ...... A low-grade spirit stone.

was so shocked that Guo Yinger almost squirted out the tea in her mouth.

Zhao Ning realized that something was wrong with this auction.

The white-clothed sword cultivator was instantly angry, and stood up as soon as he slapped the desk in front of him, "What, Your Excellency wants to rob me, right?" ”

He suddenly raised his hand, and with a little inspiration, he pushed back the spirit stone bag that bounced back, "Three thousand and two!" ”

The blue-clothed sword cultivator smiled, "Just add two to nothing." I'll double it, three thousand and four lower grade spirit stones. ”

The surrounding cultivators all want to roll their eyes, one thinks that the total number is small, and the other thinks that he has a lot of money, so you add up the price of the spirit sword, one or two lower-grade spirit stones, this will be fought for until the year of the monkey.

In the hall, there was a law cultivator who complained in a low voice, "The owner of this auction really let Jian Xiu mess up like this, so that he can add a price increase base, at least one hundred at a time." ”

Fa Xiu, who has been staying in Bianzhou all the year round and is no longer surprised, "Oh, isn't there a price increase base?" A spirit stone, sword cultivation, there is no base, they can add half a spirit stone. ”

At first, the Fa Xiu, "......" understood that sword cultivation was not only a poor ghost but also a miser.

After the two of them went back and forth to finally add three thousand and one hundred spirit stones, the price increase still did not stop, and everyone thought that they would have to wait until the two of them had no spirit stones or were stingy in such a boring and unexciting back and forth.

But I didn't want to be at this moment, there was a sudden price increase in the wing room on the second floor, which was the third wing room from the left.

"Three thousand two hundred lower-grade spirit stones." The opening is heavy, although it is only a hundred spirit stones.

When the words fell, the spirit bag came out, and the two spirit stone bags that were pulled in the air were bounced back.

The two sword cultivators who had been competing for a while were holding the spirit stone bag, you look at me, I look at you, and turned to look at the box at the same time.

In the box, he said defiantly, "If you two want it, you might as well add another one, but if you add one, I will add a hundred." ”

Just the tone of his voice shows that he is not a Jindan real person, it must be from which sect or family.

"Who are you to dare to break our rules?"

"Yes, damn it, you dare to rob our Yueling Pearl."

The two of them were instantly irritable, but the rest of the hall was strangely excited.

At this moment, a spirit pattern flashed on the window of the box, and the image of the person inside was exposed in an instant, and the two sword cultivators noticed it, and also knew who the other party was.

There were also a lot of whispers in the hall.

"Isn't that the young sect master of the Flying Blade Sect, I heard that he is the thirteenth on the foundation building sword cultivation list."

"It's really thirteen, and he hasn't been out for a long time, and many people are looking for him."

Bang-Suddenly, there was a slap on the table, and the white-clothed sword cultivator said, "Okay, it turned out to be you, Fu Hui, I've been looking for you for a long time, you shrunken turtle, do you think you can stabilize at thirteen in this way?" ”

As he spoke, he flew up directly and attacked the ban with his sword.

"Today I will challenge you, I am the thirteenth."

All the rankings on the sword list can be moved, and every time you challenge, you will change the rankings if you win.

At this moment, what is the Yueling Pearl, the sword cultivator wants to fight, and the Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't stop it.

The deacon on the stage was not nervous at all, first seized the half-empty spirit stone bag, and then cast a spell with the two Dharma protectors, but saw that the mechanism on the floor of the hall moved, and the wooden floor supported the tables and chairs above and the guests to separate to both sides, revealing a side in the middle...... Ring.

Fu Hui borrowed this move, turned his hand and fought back, and then his figure flashed and landed on the ring that suddenly appeared.

The white-clothed sword cultivator followed closely, and the two fought on the spot.

Guo Ying'er was dumbfounded, turned to Zhao Ning, and Zhao Ning was speechless.

Originally, the raised hall was erected in the ring, so it was a sudden challenge...... It's also normal.

After a while, Guo Ying'er asked, "I've been here in Bianzhou for a year or two, and although I often see sword cultivators fighting, I didn't just say a few words like this, and I suddenly started to challenge." ”

She thought about it, and her face didn't look very good, "Zhao Ning, they shouldn't be affected by the erosion of the Heavenly Demons." ”

Probably after experiencing Kunxu's incident, Guo Yinger always couldn't help but wonder when she saw a similar scene, whether it was because of her true temperament, but because of the negative emotions amplified by the demon seed.

Zhao Ning was silent for a moment, "I didn't feel the demonic energy, maybe it's just...... The uprightness of the sword cultivator"

Guo Ying'er was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at the onlookers on both sides of the hall who were eating peanuts and drinking tea, and they were happy to watch Jian Xiu, and they understood for a while, they were all small scenes, normal.

Thinking about it again at this time, the auction seems to be reasonable to take out the spirit stone on the spot, but I am afraid that they will go crazy and jump out of the pavilion directly, and they will not find anyone when they turn back.

The two of them were getting more and more excited, the spirit sword was moving rapidly in the air of the pavilion, and the sword light cut off a lot of decorations, and it was generally solved by the two cultivators on the stage before they fell on the heads of the onlookers.

And the deacon on the stage was holding a palm-sized jade abacus in his hand, crackling.

As long as it is destroyed in the slightest, the jade abacus will be dialed upwards by a bead.

When he reached a number, the deacon lowered his head and muttered, "Ninety-nine lower-grade spirit stones." ”

The two fighting sword cultivators moved their ears, only to see them make another move, and they quickly separated.

The figure flashed, one returned to his seat, and the other flew back into the box upside down, and the last aftermath slashed the ground, leaving a sword mark.

The deacon snapped again, his voice was exceptionally crisp, and then he raised his head and smiled, "Just one hundred spirit stones." The two sword cultivators settled the account after the auction. ”

The Dare Auction is already very familiar with this, and even opens the door to make extra money, clearly marked the price, and every damage is priced.