Two days later, an uninhabited desert island appeared in front of the ship on the left side.

The island is not very large, there is no spiritual vein, the spiritual energy is relatively thin, no monk is willing to settle here to cultivate, the only advantage is that it is relatively remote.

Xiao Wenzi decided to stay after observing the desert island, he let the ship anchor on the shore, and while Fang Hao and the others opened the concealment formation, he flew towards the depths of the island with a storage bag.

Whoosh~~

In the valley in the center of the island, a pole array flag flew out from in front of the big mosquito suspended in mid-air, and sank into the ground according to the direction, and soon, a composite array was arranged.

The mist rose, the valley was covered, and there was a formation to block it, and those low-level beasts on the island couldn't get close at all, Xiao Wenzi could cultivate and break through here with peace of mind.

On Haisha Island, in a VIP room on the second floor of the hall of Haitian Auction House, Chu Xin'er, who was wearing a blue shadow mask and turned into an ordinary yellow-faced female cultivator, was drinking tea.

She didn't let the waiter wait, just sat quietly in the box and waited for the appearance of the deep sea silver sand.

Now that the auction is coming to an end, no one feels inappropriate about her, a mysterious monk who has never made a move, because not everyone among the dozens of VIPs on the entire second floor is buying on a large scale.

Some of them may be for the finale treasure, and some are simply here to join in the fun, just like the young man in brocade in the sixteenth box.

He is the young master of the Sha family on Haisha Island, and his cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, if he is not a special identity, he can't even enter the VIP box, let alone participate in the auction.

Finally, the middle-aged auctioneer from Haitian Pavilion on the auction table below ended the bidding for a magic weapon, and he asked the maid to serve a silver plate covered with a red cloth.

The red cloth has the effect of blocking the monk's divine sense, and it is also a good magic weapon.

The red cloth was lifted by the auctioneer, and Chu Xin'er couldn't help but light up in her eyes, it was a transparent jar with many silver sand grains, no need to ask, it was her target this time, the deep sea silver sand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next lot, the role of the deep-sea silver sand, the role of the deep-sea silver sand must be clear to all of you, Yang will not state them here one by one.

The starting price of deep-sea silver sand is 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and the bidding of lower-grade spirit stones is not accepted, and the price increase is not less than 50 medium-grade spirit stones each time......"

Sure enough, the auctioneer's faint laughter sounded, and he did not introduce the role of the deep-sea silver sand, because the deep-sea silver sand can be bought at auctions on various islands in the Thousand Islands Sea, and the characteristics of its refining magic weapon are also very clear to the buyers.

"One thousand and one hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

The price of a thousand medium-grade spirit stones is not high compared to the Jindan powerhouse who uses it to refine the natal magic weapon, and as soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, someone immediately began to increase the price.

Chu Xin'er followed the prestige and saw that it was a guy in the corner of the lower hall whose face was covered by a hat and whose body was covered in a wide black robe, his voice was hoarse, thinking that it was deliberately changed so that people could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.

However, one thing is certain, his cultivation is also in the early stage of Yudan.

"I'll give out 1,200 medium-grade spirit stones. ”

"I'll give 1,300 medium-grade spirit stones......"

"I'll give 1,400 ......"

The deep-sea silver sand is a necessary heaven and earth treasure for many monks to refine their natal magic weapons, and the auctioneer deliberately gives a low level, just to let everyone participate in the competition, so as to raise the transaction price higher.

In fact, he was not disappointed, there were people in the hall who kept quoting, and soon the price of the deep sea silver sand climbed to 1,800 medium-grade spirit stones.

Maybe for the sake of face, no one increased the price according to the minimum number of fifty, at least one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and many monks who could not cultivate to the Jindan stage were full of envy and helplessness.

"Three thousand medium-grade spirit stones. ”

Suddenly, the black-robed hat man who had quoted at the beginning spoke again, and he seemed to have made up his mind and directly gave a high price of three thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

Hum, the black-robed man's desperate deterrent measures really worked, not only did the monks in the hall smack their tongues for a while, no one was willing to increase the price, but even the few Jin Dan periods in the box on the second floor who wanted to make a price also hesitated.

After all, under normal circumstances, the transaction price of a small jar of deep-sea silver sand is only 3,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

Seeing that the black-robed man interrupted everyone's bidding enthusiasm in this way, helplessness flashed in the auctioneer's eyes, and he cleared his throat and asked:

"This friend has come out with three thousand medium-grade spirit stones, is there any Taoist friend willing to increase the price? Three thousand medium-grade spirit stones once, three thousand medium-grade ......"

"I'll give out three thousand five hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

Just as the auctioneer was about to shout the price and drop the hammer, and the black-robed man showed a relieved smile, a woman's faint voice came from the box on the second floor, it was Chu Xin'er.

Chu Xin'er had all the spirit stones that she and Xiao Wenzi had killed Elder Lei, Senior Brother Zhou, and others, plus the tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones collected in Lingtian Canyon, and her net worth was rich enough.

Although she felt that the price increase was a bit offensive, in order to gather the materials of the natal magic weapon Qingling Sword as soon as possible, she had to shout out the high price of three thousand and a half.

"Oh, this fairy bid three thousand five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, I don't know if anyone is willing to increase the price? Three thousand five hundred times, three thousand five two times, three thousand five three times, the deal!"

Three thousand spirit stones was already the limit of the black-robed man, although he really wanted to get the deep sea silver sand, but he couldn't get more spirit stones to bid for and had to give up.

As for the others, they all felt that the value of the deep sea silver sand was a little beyond the value of the deep sea silver sand, and they were not in a hurry to use it and did not open their mouths to increase the price, Chu Xin'er successfully got the deep sea silver sand.

After completing the handover with the auction house, Chu Xin'er was not in a hurry to leave, because it was easy to become the focus of everyone's attention when she got out of the box now, and it was not too late to leave after the auction ended in a while.

The deep sea silver sand was already one of the several treasures in the finale, and it didn't take long for the auction to end successfully, and everyone left one after another, and Chu Xin'er was no exception.

However, as soon as she walked out of the box, she felt a somewhat unkind gaze at her, it was the black-robed man in the corner.

The other party was only in the early stage of Jindan, Chu Xin'er had the Gu Bao Ice Blue Sword, as well as Qingyun Dun and other life-saving secret methods, so she was not too afraid, and directly chose to ignore and leave.

After getting the deep-sea silver sand, it was no longer meaningful to stay on the sea sand island, Chu Xin'er walked out of the sea sand city, ready to fly out of the island and then take the magic weapon wooden boat to the next island.

It's just that as soon as she came to the beach, she felt that someone behind her was chasing after her quickly.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?"

Chu Xin'er stopped retreating, looked back at the black-robed man galloping over, frowned and asked.

"Why do you knowingly ask, hand over the deep sea silver sand, I can let you go, otherwise it will be difficult for Daoist friends to leave alive today. ”

Because Chu Xin'er's wooden ship could be stored in the Sumeru bag, she didn't plan to leave from the port, and the route she chose was relatively remote.

This place is close to the periphery of Haisha Island, surrounded by reefs and trees, and there are no other monks, and the black-robed man can easily take her down with his helper, so he sneered unabashedly.