"Is your pavilion master here?" Liang Zicheng said with a frown after glancing at the monks in the attic.

At this moment, Liang Zicheng felt a divine sense sweep over his body, and then a stream of fire flew down from the sky above the attic.

When the middle-aged woman saw this, as soon as she raised her palm, the firelight flew in a flash, and turned into a talisman and fell into her hand.

The middle-aged woman released her divine sense and swept it on the seal, and said with a slight smile: "Please go up to the third floor, senior!

Liang Zicheng tapped his head and walked up the stairs!

When Liang Zicheng walked to the staircase on the second floor, there were also more than a dozen monks in the attic selecting items, and when everyone's heads twisted and their eyes fell on Liang Zicheng, their faces changed.

Liang Zicheng only glanced at it slightly, and then walked to the third floor without any pause.

With the sound of "kicking" footsteps, the figure at the staircase on the third floor flashed, and Liang Zicheng walked in.

Liang Zicheng's gaze swept in the attic, and his expression was slightly stunned. But immediately it reverted to indifference.

The attic is very ordinary, with a square wooden table in the center, on which there is a set of tea sets, and on each side of the wooden table there is a wooden chair, on which sits a very charming young woman, whose early cultivation is revealed.

"Fellow Daoist, please sit down, I don't know what you need?" said the charming woman with a smile after waving one hand.

Liang Zicheng stretched out his hand, and then a token appeared in his hand.

"Yes". The young woman flickered when she saw the token in Liang Zicheng's hand. Then he said, "Can you show me the token?"

Liang Zicheng nodded, and then handed her the token.

After the woman looked at the token, she sighed slightly before saying, "Fellow Daoist, if there is anything, just say it directly."

"I want to participate in a secret auction in three days." Liang Zicheng said directly.

The young woman looked at the token in her hand, and then said, "Since it was introduced by Senior Brother Wang, the concubine doesn't have to ask."

"Thank you, Daoyou". Liang Zicheng immediately hugged his fists.

"Daoist friends don't have to be polite! This is the token of the concubine's body! The location of the auction is in ......" The woman took out a palm-sized black token engraved with the words "Tianbao Pavilion" with her palm, and said slowly to Liang Zicheng with a smile. Three days later, Liang Zicheng left the inn, and then, after glancing around, he went down a street.

A quarter of an hour later, Leung stopped in front of an attic that resembled a shop.

Strangely, this loft has no signs and does not look like a shop at all.

Liang Zicheng didn't pay attention to this, and walked directly to the attic.

This was the place the woman had spoken, and it had been made clear to him.

There is nothing in the attic, it is very empty, but there is a wooden table in the attic, and on one side of the wooden table is a middle-aged man in a brocade robe sipping tea.

This middle-aged man was a monk in the early stages of Yudan.

When Liang Zicheng entered the attic, the brocade-robed man's eyes flashed, and after putting the teacup in his hand on the wooden table, he got up and said with a slight fist: "Why did this Taoist friend come here?"

"Fellow Daoist, a certain family is here to participate in the auction!" Liang Zicheng took out the token after clenching his fists.

After the brocade-robed man took the token in Liang Zicheng's hand, he watched it carefully for a while, and then nodded.

"Huh...... That friend will follow Li to the cabinet!" The brocade-robed man said with a wave of one hand, and walked to the depths of the attic.

Leung immediately followed.

A moment later, Liang Zicheng followed the brocade-robed man to an empty hall, but in the center of the hall there was a five-star magic circle several feet in size.

"Just stand on the teleportation array, and the teleportation array will automatically activate and teleport the daoist to the auction!" said the brocade-robed man with a wave of one hand.

Liang Zicheng was no stranger to the teleportation array, and after nodding slightly, he walked into the teleportation array.

Suddenly, the white light of the teleportation circle flashed, and a white light shield more than one person high appeared out of thin air, and then the dazzling light flashed, and Liang Zicheng disappeared into the teleportation array.

And the light released by the teleportation circle also disappeared one by one!

In a cave illuminated by white ore as bright as day, there was also a teleportation circle on the ground.

At this time, the white light of the teleportation circle suddenly flashed, and Liang Zicheng appeared here out of thin air.

Liang Zicheng shook his slightly dizzy head, and his eyes swept inside the cave.

The cave was not very large, only a few feet in size, and there was a straight passage in front of him that led to nowhere.

Liang Zicheng glanced around, then walked down the passage.

After only a cup of tea, the chaotic noise came into Liang Zicheng's ears, and then after his figure walked out of the passage in a flash, a huge space of nearly 100 zhang appeared in front of him.

On one side of the mountain wall is a high platform several zhang in size, and on top of the high platform there is also a teleportation circle, and in front of the circle is a square wooden table covered with red brocade.

On the opposite side of the platform, there are several floors of space, and on each floor there are dozens of seats, on which a monk of the Yutan period sits upright.

Liang Zicheng took a look at it, and at this time, there were already nearly a hundred monks in the seat, which made him sigh.

In his own sect, it is impossible to see so many Jindan monks at the same time, but at this time, he is in the same place with a hundred Jiedan monks at the same time.

After looking at it for a while, Liang Zicheng chose a more remote seat and sat down, waiting for the auction to begin.

For half an hour, the teleportation circle on the high platform suddenly burst into light.

Then, in a flash of light, a monk appeared.

The monk was an old man dressed in purple robes, with a wrinkled face and a white beard.

This old man was a monk in the late stage of the Yudan.

"Huh...... Fellow Daoists, I've been waiting for a long time, and the old man has passed the ceremony!" the white-bearded old man twisted his beard and smiled at the group of Jiedan monks present and hugged his fists.

The white-bearded old man then clenched his fists and said to the group of Jiedan monks: "Most of you fellow Daoists are regular visitors to the auction, but there are also some Daoists who have come here for the first time. ”

"The old man is the host of the auction. The items auctioned at the auction are some good treasures, and I believe that all Taoist friends will be satisfied. If a Taoist friend has a crush on something, he can quote the price, but the price increase must not be less than one hundred low-grade spirit stones each time. ”

"The first auction is two bottles of pills for the late stage cultivators to increase their mana, and the price is two thousand spirit stones!" The white-bearded old man took out two jade bottles and put them on the square table, and said with a twist of his beard.

When the people in the seat heard this, their eyes flashed.

Immediately, a Jindan monk said lightly: "Four thousand spirit stones!"

"Hey...... Four thousand five hundred spirit stones!" An emaciated Jin Dan Xiu said slowly.

Liang Zicheng just sat there quietly, watching the group of Jindan monks scramble, now the elixir in the late stage of Jindan no longer has any effect on him, and the purpose of his coming to this auction house is just to inferiorize the magic weapon Panlongxi.

Soon, this bottle of elixir in the late stage of the knot pill was bought by a monk for the price of six thousand spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoists, all the elixirs have been sold, and the next thing is the auction of the magic weapon! The first one is the low-grade magic weapon from the fire sword! The power is very good! The reserve price is 100,000 spirit stones!" After the white-bearded old man hugged his fist slightly, he turned down the palm of his hand and a red flying sword with a length of a foot appeared in his hand, and then said with a twist of his beard.

"Well, this magic weapon looks really powerful, but its attributes are not in line with the old man!" said an old man in the early stage of the knot with a little regret.

After a cup of tea, the Lihuo Sword was pocketed by a young monk for the price of 300,000 spirit stones.

Soon, several magic weapons were auctioned off at the auction, and soon the white-bearded old man's palm turned down, and a palm-sized, pure gold color, surrounded by a green dragon entangled seal, appeared in his hand.

Liang Zicheng was immediately interested when he saw the seal, and then carefully looked at the many monks.

According to legend, it is a treasure used by the master of the First Ring, and it can also be used as a defensive magic weapon to protect oneself, and it is extremely powerful! The white-bearded old man then twisted his beard and smiled.

"It is actually a magic weapon used by the master of the first ring, and this treasure must be extraordinary." An old man said slowly.

"Fellow Daoist, which monk is this Master of the First Ring?" a monk asked cautiously.

"The Master of the First Ring is a Yuan Ying Zhenjun a thousand years ago."

"Haha...... Du Mou likes this powerful magic weapon!100,000 spirit stones!" A middle-aged man with a rough appearance said with a smile after seeing Panlong Xi.

"Well, this seal is a magic weapon used by the master of the First Ring, and the old man has given out 155,000 spirit stones!" said a tall black-bearded old man with a little head.

At this time, the price of Panlong Seal had already risen to a high price of 200,000 spirit stones!

"Hmph, this coiled dragon seal is here! 210,000 spirit stones!" said a big man with a long beard in a cold voice.

"Oh, Daoist friends are a bit overbearing like this, aren't they? Although your strength is not weak, but this is an auction, but Daoist friends are not allowed to exert their power here!" The red-faced old man was stunned when he heard this, but after seeing the big man, he frowned and said.

"Hmph, the old man won't sell you any face!250,000 spirit stones!" The vicious old man said with an angry snort.

"Then let's see who has more spirit stones!300,000 spirit stones!" said the big man with a twitch of the corners of his mouth.

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones!" At this time, a man's voice came into everyone's ears.