After leaving, Fuyi fell into deep thought.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect is definitely going to go, and this time it will be even more eye-catching.

In all fairness, Yu Xiaoyao is indeed not a person who will trouble juniors, cultivating the Dao of Killing is one thing, and the way of being a person is another.

The reason why Shunxin said that she was not easy to mess with was only because she had a bad temper, her face and tone were not kind, and if she felt that the junior was a little noisy, she would use coercion to drive her away. For her deity, there is no worry about the clothes, even if people want to test the sword with a person, it will not be her turn to be a Jindan early stage.

Fuyi is worried about Jindan's consummation of Lu Lingfeng. This short-tempered young man has been worshipping under the Shaking Light Sect since he was a child, and he is the pride of the sky of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and he is a first-class honor among the elite disciples of the Sword Sect.

"You can't kill it, and it's hard to fight, it's really troublesome. ”

She has been too famous recently, and she has paved the way for the deeds of killing enemies and breaking the formation, even if she is successfully found fault by Jin Dan, no one will think that people are bullying her, but will only say that Lu Lingfeng can afford her.

"It's good if you find fault in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, at most you can compete in the ring in the sect, you don't have to worry about life and death if you have the support of the formation, it's a good thing to win or lose. ”

In the face of the ordinary Jindan Consummation Monk, Fu Yi still has enough confidence to win, but in the face of Lu Lingfeng, she is not ten percent sure. The odds of winning are five or five points, but she thinks that it is not a shame to lose, at most, she will grow the morale of others, and she can avoid follow-up troubles.

"If I lose, Lu Lingfeng will think that it has frustrated my prestige, and I will be angry for my senior sister, and I will not continue to find fault. If it is answered, with Lu Lingfeng's proud nature, he may be able to challenge again in the future, but that has nothing to do with Yu Xiaoyao. ”

No matter how proud the people of the Lingxiao Sword Sect are, they will not be arrogant, their nature cannot be bad, Lu Lingfeng, as a disciple of the Shaking Light Seat, has long integrated the rules into his bones and blood. He won't make a trick and won't do assassination, he won't be angry when he loses, and if he wins, he won't be painless and sarcastic.

Thinking of this, Fu Yi felt that there was nothing to worry about. "Let's fight, he's angry, I'll practice swords, win-win." "How many sword cultivators can have the opportunity to fight against the people of the Lingxiao Sword Sect?

The second-order auction came to an end, and Fu Yi watched the auction of the last treasure with his thoughts, and soon saw an auctioneer with a golden pill consummation.

The auctioneer was dressed in a red dress, which was very eye-catching in the field, and there were not many Qi Refining Foundation Cultivators in the hall, and the rest of them all focused their eyes on her.

After some chattering introductions and incitement, the auctioneer named Song Xiaoyun finally took out the first auction item in anticipation. The silver ring-shaped magic weapon swirled in the ball of light so that the monks present could see it more realistically.

"This is a third-order super-grade magic weapon personally created by the Yuan Infant Refining Master of the Treasure Pavilion, which is made of the essence of the Ten Thousand Years of Ice in the Frost Domain as the main material, supplemented by nineteen kinds of ice attribute materials such as Ice Spirit and Snow Rock. The reserve price is 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and each bid shall not be less than 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones. ”

The monks in the hall were all in amazement, but the price displayed on the auction light curtain was always 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and no one was bidding at all.

Ice Wind Thunder Spirit Root Cultivators are very rare, this thing Ice Spirit Breath is too strong, even if the Water Spirit Root Cultivator has the heart to use it as an aid, he may not be able to control it.

Fu Yi knows the inner meaning of the so-called "Yuan Infant Refining Master Personally Created", it is just that the refining of the fourth-order spiritual weapon is lost, and there is no way to make it into a third-order magic weapon, such a magic weapon is hugely powerful, but the disadvantage is that it consumes extremely spiritual energy, and the conditions are so harsh, even if there are not many people who have the heart to raise the price to change hands.

Sure enough, after the two incense sticks, this dazzling ring-shaped magic weapon was only sold for 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which was not as good as some precious refining materials. Song Xiaoyun was not disappointed, he looked expected, but took the opportunity to ridicule the decay of aura, which made the atmosphere very happy.

Each auctioneer's auction style is different, some like to put the most luxurious and dazzling auction items first, and some like to put the main event last, and Song Xiaoyun obviously belongs to the first category.

She took this opportunity to congratulate the person who got the treasure, and hinted that the other party could get his hands at such a low price, and if he found a suitable opportunity to sell it, he would definitely earn a large amount of spirit stones, which caused many monks in the hall to be moved.

"Master, if you really believe in her evil, the next lot should be sold at a sky-high price. As he was thinking about it, the second lot flickered in the ball of light, a third-order super defense skirt, with excellent materials and exquisite refining techniques, it was indeed a rare treasure.

Similar to the first one, this one is more suitable for the female cultivators of the Mizuki Linggen, and it is a little frustrating for other monks. The reserve price is still 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, but this time there are more people who snatch them.

In a burst of exclamations, this lot actually sold 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and Fu Yi was amazed by the crazy purchasing power of the monk now, and silently hoped that the materials she needed would not be raised by Song Xiaoyun.

However, Fu Yi did think too much, when the intact silver tiger eagle bone appeared in the ball of light, the monks did not need to incite to start bidding, the reserve price of five thousand quickly increased several times, looking at the price on the light curtain jumping higher and higher, Fu Yi, who had never joined in, was so distressed that his heart trembled.

Fortunately, when the number on the light curtain reached 40,000, the number of bidders was significantly less, and Fu Yi joined in at the right time, and when the 60,000 medium-grade spirit stones were called, the other competitor finally gave up.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not more than 70,000 ......," Depot's clothes decided to cry and laugh, and finally took a picture of the right materials, even if the price was higher, it was worth it...... While feeling distressed, she took out 60,000 medium-grade spirit stones and put them in the teleportation array, injecting a trace of spiritual power, and saw that all the spirit stones that had not yet been warmed were sent back to the Treasure Pavilion.

Before she could remember the price of the third-order consummation beast bone decades ago, the aura of the corner formation had already lit up, and it was the monk who was in charge of transporting the treasure that teleported the thing alone.

The bones were tall and large, and the solidity was beyond the expectations of the cloth. Seeing that the bones glowed with a silver light, and the aura was so strong that it could almost force a little qi refining monk to death, and there was really not even a trace of damage on it, she finally stopped caring about the price that exceeded the budget, and put the things into the storage ring.

The lots appeared one by one, and the five-element light satin that she wanted soon appeared, and this time there were not many people competing with her, going back and forth several times, and finally clapping the materials with 40,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

"I used up 100,000 Chinese products in one fell swoop, and the storage ring was almost empty again. "Just now, there are still 104,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and once again remember how to write the word poverty, most of the transactions between the foundation building period and the Jindan period are medium-grade spirit stones, even if there are more high-grade and top-grade spirit stones in hand, she will still fall into an embarrassing situation.

Fu Yi put away the materials and left the Treasure Pavilion silently, and went straight to the gate of the city to go to the Lingxiao Sword Sect, all the way hoping that Lu Lingfeng would definitely find her to fight. "But there must be a gamble for this kind of thing, and when the time comes, I will bet myself on four thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and I will definitely make a lot of money if I win!