The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "I'll give 10,000."

"I'll give fifteen thousand."

"Twenty thousand."

"Hmph, 20,000 just want to take away a fragment of a magic weapon? It's really a pipe dream. I'll give 30,000!"

There were nearly 10,000 people present, and there were still many people with unique skills, like Tianchen, who saw through the authenticity of this sword, and immediately opened their mouths to ask for the price, and other people were also eager to try.

"No. 1922 bid 30,000 yuan, is there anything higher? If not, I'll count three times, this sword belongs to this fellow Daoist."

Tianchen didn't speak, and flicked the iron plate in his hand lightly, and the light flashed in front of Huo Lao, and two sets of subtitles were immediately displayed.

"No. 1529, bid thirty-one thousand."

"Thirty-five thousand!"

The glow flashed again, and Huo Lao shouted: "No. 1529, bid thirty-six thousand!"

"Forty thousand! Under is the Xuantianmen disciple Zhou Jian, I don't know which Taoist friend has the wisdom to see the treasure, and I look at this sword together, if you can cut your love, let it go to the next, my Zhou Jian will inherit the friendship of the next Dao!"

A loud man's voice came from the front of the stands, and the voice contained spiritual power, echoing throughout the venue.

The light in front of Huo Lao flashed as before, and the old man raised his eyebrows, and then quickly returned to normal, and shouted.

"No. 1529, forty-one thousand."

Now the whole venue is really quiet, the needle drop can be heard, everyone has different thoughts, and there are many of them looking around, looking for No. 1529 who dares to challenge the young son of Xuantianmen.

"Hmph, good, good! I hope that Daoyou can get this treasure and sleep peacefully, this round, this time, this son will give up." Zhou Jian's face was cloudy, and finally he sneered and stopped talking.

Huo Lao was noncommittal about this, although he had said before that he could not use force to threaten something, but this week, the young master only gave a verbal warning, and did not really snatch it, so he didn't have to tear his face and resist anything with the other party.

"No. 1529 is forty-one thousand, is there any more?" I count three times, if not, then this Qingyang Sword is the Daoist's."

Huo Lao counted three times according to the procedure, and indeed no one dared to follow, so the final word.

"Daoyou first verify the authenticity of this sword, if you think there is no problem, please take out the spirit stone now, we will pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and finish the transaction quickly so that the auction of the next item can be carried out."

Tianchen looked at the pitch-black shield, released a divine touch, and sure enough, it was bounced back.Then he stroked the broken sword with one hand, injected pure spiritual power into it, and at the same time used his spiritual powers to monitor at all times.

A warm yang meaning was transmitted into the Tianchen spirit vein through the arm, and under the spirit eye, the Qingyang Sword was still full of energy and there was no problem.

Tianchen immediately paid off the spirit stone and put the broken sword into the storage ring.

"The money is cleared, Huo said goodbye."

After the old man finished speaking, he immediately brought the palace girl back to the auction table.

From beginning to end, Tianchen didn't speak, but even so, because of the transaction, Tianchen's identity as No. 1529 has been exposed, and many people's divine sense has swept over him, among which there are many people with bad intentions.

"Check for me, where this kid came from, if you have the chance, help me take the Qingyang Sword."

"Yes."

Zhou Jian, who was under the stands, just glanced at Tianchen and said to a young man beside him, who immediately responded and got up and left the auction venue.

For all this, Tianchen had already expected it, but his mind was not on this now, since the Qianyintang auction had released the fragments of the magic weapon at the beginning, there must be better treasures in the future, Tianchen was full of expectations.

"Okay, the first item has been sold, so it's a good start, not bad, so let's move on to the second item."

Of course, there is not only Tianchen who is looking forward to it, hearing Huo Lao's words, many monks who are still eyeing Tianchen suddenly withdraw most of their divine sense, leaving only a small part to determine whether Tianchen is leaving.

The old man's robe shook, and a fiery red jade box floated in front of him, and with a slight touch of his fingers, a magic decision was struck, and the jade box flicked open.

"Bang", a blazing flame gushed out, and the buyer sitting in the front row suddenly felt that the aura in his body was surging, and his breath suddenly became short.

A ginseng-like spirit grass lies quietly in the jade box, this ginseng is red all over, the medicinal fragrance is fragrant, but the fragrance is a little spicy.

"Red Fire Ginseng!"

"What?

Before Huo Lao could break it, someone recognized the origin of this elixir, laughed dryly at the moment, and explained along with it.

"Before the old man opened his mouth, there was a Taoist friend Dao breaking elixir origin, yes, this is indeed a red fire essence ginseng, enough for three hundred years of fire.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, the three-hundred-year-old Red Fire Essence Ginseng will be auctioned, and the price will be two thousand spirit stones at a low price, and the price increase shall not be less than two hundred each time."

"Two thousand."

"Two thousand three."

"Two thousand five!"

"Three thousand!"

The bidding was fierce, and within a while, the price of Red Fire Ginseng doubled to 4,300.

Tianchen also sensed the amazing fire aura of this elixir, but what he cultivated was a cold flame, which conflicted with this herb, and Tianchen gave up directly without thinking about it, and did not participate in the auction.

The auction of the Red Fire Essence Ginseng quickly came to an end, and in the end, it was the Taoist friend of 5960 who used 5,500 spirit stones to pocket the treasure.

After the delivery of the money, Huo Lao continued to the next auction.

This time, a bottle of pill called Kuling Pill was auctioned, which could refine the cultivation and provide a large amount of spiritual energy, which was very practical for spiritual vein stage cultivators.

Although the elixir is not too expensive, it is better than a lot of it, and the Seven Peaks Conference is imminent, and this bottle of elixir has also been auctioned at a sky-high price, which is said to be twice as expensive as usual.

With the smooth shooting of these three treasures, everyone's enthusiasm was also mobilized, and one by one they released their divine thoughts and swept towards the treasures on the stage, and even the divine consciousness on Tianchen's body was reduced by half.

During this period, Tianchen also made a few shots, but because the competition was too fierce, the price was raised to a high level, and Tianchen did not urgently need these things, so they all gave up.

One of them saw Tianchen participating in the auction and deliberately raised the price, but Tianchen directly threw himself away, making this person suffer a dumb loss and pay nearly one-third more spirit stones.

"Before I know it, three hours have passed, and it is estimated that it is not early outside, and I also want to finish the auction as soon as possible and go home to practice.

Huo Lao said kindly, and directed everyone's attention to the palace girl who slowly stepped forward behind him.

This woman was one of the two girls who were present at the beginning, and the girl was standing in front of the stage at this time, with a delicate face, slim, holding a jade plate, motionless.

Huo Lao stepped forward and tore off the light veil on it, revealing the true face of Lushan in the last auction item.

There are three dolls standing on the jade plate, each with different equipment, one is holding a wide shield short sword, heavy armor, one is wearing chain mail, a giant axe stands beside him, and the other is wearing leather armor, holding a longbow, no arrows, and is bowing his head to guard the surroundings.

The dolls are no more than three inches in size, all of them are finely crafted, and their expressions are solemn, just like real armor soldiers.

"This is the puppet armor carefully refined by the Heavenly Weapon Hall, and the one who created these three puppets is really Chihuan! And the high attainment of Chihuan Daoyou in the puppet is really rare, and it is known as the first puppet in Wanbao Town, these three puppets are naturally extraordinary.

"The only drawback is that the consumption of spirit stones is too huge, and the driving puppet must be a mid-level spirit stone, and even if the spirit stone is installed, it will have to be replaced after a few times.

"Alright, I'll show you this now, you're optimistic."

Speaking of this, Huo Lao took out a yellow token and rushed up to play a magic decision, at the same time, the puppets in the jade plate seemed to come to life, turned their heads one after another, looked at Huo Lao, and then jumped forward, their bodies soared in the air, turning into three life-size human puppets.

All the gods swept away the puppet aura, and sure enough, all of them were similar, and they all had the strength of the middle innate stage.

At this time, Huo Lao's robe shook, and a gray light shot out, falling on the auction table, and the brilliance shone away, revealing a gray ape.

The roar was full of demonic power, and it spread straight around, and everyone in the stands sensed this breath, and their faces suddenly changed greatly.

"Fourth-level demon beast!"

"Kill it."

Huo Lao said lightly, and the token in his hand shook lightly at the ape.The three puppets turned their heads at the same time, staring at the demon ape, and Mu Ne's face showed a look of hatred, as if it were a real person.

A killing intent was released from the three puppets, and as soon as the demon ape felt this killing intent, his expression suddenly turned grim, and he hammered the ground with both hands, roaring at the three puppets.