The people in the audience also began to be lively, and the big guys said that the auction house was not as meticulous and sincere as in the past.

Even the host on the stage was a little nervous, and he wondered why the auction house wanted to auction this kind of scrap product? Not to mention 50 yuan, the lower grade spirit stone was a lower grade spirit stone, and he would not buy it.

It's just that this thing has been in stock for an unknown amount of time, and after expert identification, it is definitely not ordinary, but there is no spiritual power on it, so it has to be defined as a low-grade magic weapon, but I didn't expect it to cause public ridicule from the big guy as soon as it came to power.

In the end, the host drove the ducks to the shelves and went into battle temporarily, unlike the battle-hardened Xia Yingying, who panicked for a while and didn't know how to answer.

In the end, I could only say stupidly

"Did you shoot it?" said it three times in a row.

As a result, there was no sound at the bottom except for sneering.

"Buy it!"

In the depths of Xia Chuxue's soul, there was a sudden whisper of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

Nani?

Xia Chuxue was dumbfounded, there were only 68 lower-grade spirit stones on his body, this red lotus actually made him spend 50 at once, and more importantly, 50 low-grade spirit stones with white flowers were only auctioned for such a scrap iron?

"It's not easy! Take a picture of it, maybe it will be useful to you!"

Red Lotus Ye Huo stopped talking after speaking, but fell asleep again.

By the time Xia Chuxue woke up from the battle between heaven and man, the rusty flying sword had already entered the process of unsuccessful auction.

There is no way, it is the rule of the auction house, when the auction items are not auctioned, they can only be auctioned, and even many things cannot be auctioned if they are not auctioned.

Of course, those things that have been unsold are not eye-catching by the auction house, if it is a real treasure, it is not good, how can you be willing to use it to be auctioned, and it will definitely be withdrawn directly.

Of course, this possibility is so small that it will hardly happen, and if it is really a precious thing, how can no one auction it? Knocking out the dog's head and snatching the head is a common occurrence.

Now that the rusty flying sword had been reduced to ten lower-grade spirit stones, the monks present didn't even blink their eyelids.

In the end, there was still one who couldn't see it, and said loudly.

"I said you can't just ask for a low-grade spirit stone to try?

Sure enough, the host simply called a low-grade spirit stone.

The main thing is that the rusty flying sword here will be auctioned every time, and in the end, it will be auctioned, and then a piece of low-grade spirit stone will not be sold, this time there is a kind of clearance plan, if it can't be sold, it will simply be attached to other auction items.

Isn't it okay not to count spirit stones?

"Has a low-grade spirit stone been photographed? Has a low-grade spirit stone been photographed?"

"I'll produce a low-grade spirit stone!"

Wow!

All the monks looked at the nun who made the sound with their eyes, and looked at her with the eyes of a fool.

Xia Chuxue was still a little stressed physically and mentally under so many eyes, smiled at everyone awkwardly, turned around and walked backstage to contact the auctioneer.

"This female cultivator is a fool, isn't she? Although a low-grade spirit stone is nothing, there is no need to buy a piece of waste that is useless at all!?"

I don't know who said this, and then someone answered.

"Look at the clothes on the female cultivator's body, she must be a poor casual cultivator, it is estimated that he does not have a flying sword on him, so he got this broken thing to defend himself, after all, the little woman is quite beautiful hahaha..."

After speaking, he laughed again, and then the male cultivators around him also laughed, looking at Xia Chuxue's back with a little obscurity.

As soon as Xia Chuxue opened up the bar, the rusty dagger was received in her hand, and after repeated inspection, she found nothing unusual, and the red lotus karmic fire in the depths of her soul continued to fall into a deep sleep, and did not answer her question at all.

He simply threw the flying sword into the storage bag and didn't care about it anymore.

"As we all know, the black bear monster is a second-order demon beast, and its essence is that the bones are extremely hard, which can be refined, and can be used as medicine! What we are auctioning today is the skeleton of the black bear monster's whole body, and the starting price is 500 lower-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as Xia Yingying's words fell, there were many monks in the crowd who began to increase the price crazily.

The skeleton of the black bear monster can be used as a medium-grade magic weapon, and at the boundary of this immortal cultivation world, what the monk in the foundation building period holds in his hand is only the center, so the sensation caused by the skeleton of the black bear monster can be imagined.

As soon as Xia Chuxue heard that the stock price of the black bear monster was auctioned, she immediately walked out of the auction venue of the Qi cultivation period and came to the auction venue of those foundation building period monks.

But watching from behind the crowd.

"What are you doing here, a fourth-layer minor monk in the Qi refining period, hurry up!"

Xia Chuxue was watching the group of monks who enhanced the taste of what she auctioned, and a discordant voice suddenly sounded around her.

In a blink of an eye, it turned out to be Jiang Hong!

Hehe! This woman is really haunted, you can meet him wherever you go, it's really declining.

It's just that at this time, there were not five monks of the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Period behind him, but an old man who was in an old state of Long Zhong, and the aura on his body gave him a sense of oppression.

Xia Chuxue thought that the monks of the tenth layer of the Qi cultivation period before couldn't give themselves this feeling, and her heart sank, maybe this old monk was in the foundation building period.

"Father, it's this woman who keeps looking for me!"

Jiang Hong took the old monk's arm and kept spoiling, causing Xia Chuxue to feel a chill in her heart.

"How old is this woman, and she is still coquettish and cute in front of her father, although this is her own father, but she can't do that kind of thing that doesn't fit her age at a great age!

The old monk looked at his daughter kindly, and then glared at Xia Chuxue fiercely, and gently patted the back of Jiang Hong's hand.

The two of them were there, not knowing what they were talking about.

The first snow only knew a short period of effort, Jiang Hong stopped teaching herself a lesson, and the dissatisfaction on her face turned into a smile.

Looking at his gaze, with a bit of yin and sarcasm, his right hand slashed fiercely on his neck, making a head-killing motion.

Xia Chuxue's eyes narrowed slightly, she could already see from this action that the content of the conversation between the father and daughter was nothing more than killing themselves after the auction.

Hehe.

But you can kill me then, and it's not certain who will kill whom.

His eyes searched the crowd, and he looked for the elder of the Shen family according to the appearance described in the jade slip that Divine Sword Xiao gave him.