Three days later, at dusk, Ling Feng quietly transformed his body, and used the "Fetal Hua Yi Shape" in front of people for the second time, turning into a middle-aged man who was not good-looking, with a thin figure and a popular face, thrown in the sea of people, and grabbed a handful.

When passing through the gate of Fang City, the many low-level monks guarding the door, seeing Ling Feng's appearance, all disdainful and too lazy to take care of him, Ling Feng shook his head slightly, this is exactly what he wants.

Ling Feng went straight to the Jade Family's Heavenly Jade Pavilion, today is the day of the auction, at least to reach the realm of the fifth layer of qi refining, and pay ten spirit stones to enter, this is only the most basic admission ticket, if you want a seat or a private room, the price doubles up, Ling Feng paid ten spirit stones, and successfully entered the venue.

The people who were able to enter the Heavenly Jade Pavilion to participate in the auction were all monks with some strength and background, and there were many people from the major families.

The second floor of the Tianyu Pavilion is completely different from the first floor, this floor is fan-shaped, the echelons are increased, the seats in the back are slightly higher than the front, there are some private rooms on both sides, the back is the place to stand, and there is a semi-circular table in the front, which is the place to host the auction.

The lowest are all monks of the fifth level of qi refining, the six senses are developed, this distance, seeing and listening does not matter, after everyone enters, they are all quietly waiting for the start, many people are obviously not the first time to come, skillfully to the side, to avoid the attention of others. Ling Feng likes to learn from others the most, and he also does the same, quietly hiding in the corner.

The things auctioned this time seem to be extremely attractive, and there are no less than a hundred people here, you must know that the minimum price here is ten yuan per person, and the admission ticket alone is a thousand spirit stones, which is a big deal, Ling Feng is a little childish when he thinks about it like this.

After about a quarter of an hour, the servant gave each person a list of the specific items and utility of the auction, so that everyone should not miss the items they need, of course, before the auction began, several had been leaked, otherwise how to attract monks.

On the semicircular stage, a tall and temperamental palace dress beauty, walked slowly, after a brief opening remarks, there was a maid holding a jade box to the front of the stage, holding it with both hands, showing everyone.

The palace beauty introduced herself, it turned out that she was a member of the jade family, named Yu Qingrong, and opened the jade box, revealing the items inside, and then said:

"In this auction, the first auction item is special, this is a water rhombic grass, yellow-level spirit grass, which can increase the probability of three percent of the qi entering the body, the reserve price is one hundred spirit stones, and the minimum price is five spirit stones each time, please "

As soon as Yu Qingrong finished speaking, the breath on the field condensed, this kind of spiritual grass is the most popular among the Xiuzhen family and scattered cultivators, most of them have descendants, even if they don't have it now, they might as well have it in the future, for the spiritual grass that can improve the qi into the body in the next life, it is inevitable.

Ling Feng shook his head secretly, he still had twenty-one plants on his body, and he was going to give Mo Tianli three more plants and leave eighteen plants for himself, which was the lowest one thousand eighteen hundred spirit stones, but he was not ready to make a move for the time being.

A man with a scar on the left hand bid for one hundred and fifty spirit stones, which was quickly broken by a voice in a private room, and the other party offered two hundred spirit stones, and in the end, this water chowling grass was sold to an old man with white hair at the price of two hundred and twenty spirit stones, presumably for his juniors.

Ling Feng naturally wouldn't buy Lingqing grass, the first auction item, he took a look at the excitement.

After the first item was sold, followed by the second piece, her own maid came to the stage, and Yu Qingrong was also auctioned in an orderly manner.

"The second item is also the Yellow Order, but it is a material for refining the flying sword, which can increase the toughness of the flying sword, a fist-sized Yellow Ancient Stone, the base price is five hundred spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than ten pieces each time."

Five hundred spirit stones, Ling Feng was shocked in his heart, it was just a material for refining flying swords, and he only had a total of eight hundred and forty spirit stones, and one material might be barely enough.

However, Ling Feng had already decided to use the rusty sword as the foundation in his heart, and the refining level of the flying sword had been greatly reduced, so this Huanggu Stone was not needed.

In the end, this Huanggu stone was sold for the price of seven hundred and fifty spirit stones.

Ling Feng knew that this time he might be in vain, and he was strapped for money, and a penny was difficult for a hero.

Several items were auctioned in a row, Ling Feng's interest was not great, and it was useless to be interested, and the bottom item was sold for three hundred spirit stones.

Soon the auction continued, Yu Qingrong had outstanding ability, the auction items were also very precious, the transaction price remained high, and soon it was the seventh item, this item, Ling Feng had already heard about it, he came for this, but unfortunately looking at this posture, there will be a dragon fight, I am afraid that the cyst will be shy.

A maid with a good face, holding a jade box in both hands, knew at a glance that it was a weighty item, and Yu Qingrong was also slightly tempted:

"The seventh item, which can not be found, is one of the indispensable materials for flying swords, it is extraterrestrial meteoric iron, rare and abnormal, although it is a yellow-level material, it can create a flying sword at the level of a spiritual weapon, far exceeding some Xuan-level materials, the reserve price is five hundred spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than twenty spirit stones, you seize the opportunity, the opportunity to have a spiritual weapon is in front of you"

Ling Feng frowned, this Yu Qingrong can speak well, blowing this yellow-level material into the sky, in fact, this kind of material is rare, but once it is found, it is at least the amount of dozens of flying swords, and the price is not high, she said this, as if the extraterrestrial meteorite iron is like a spiritual weapon, so the transaction price is high.

Thinking of the eight hundred and forty spirit stones in the jade, Ling Feng had no choice but to gamble, and a voice full of determination sounded, it was Ling Feng.

"I'll give out eight hundred spirit stones"

The entire auction hall exclaimed, and the first price increase was to directly add three hundred spirit stones, which could hardly be blown by a strong wind.

Ling Feng deliberately gave people the illusion that he was bound to get this extraterrestrial meteorite, and sure enough, his own bidding instantly suppressed many people, but unfortunately, if there were still two hundred spirit stones on his body, this thing would be his, as long as the price was increased again, others would not follow him.

After a moment of silence, Yu Qingrong cleared her throat, it was obvious that the price was far lower than she expected, and she reminded again:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no one to follow only eight hundred spirit stones, these two catties of meteoric iron are worth more than a thousand spirit stones."

An old voice sounded, and the person who spoke was an old man with a stiff figure who had been coughing, and seemed to be dying at any moment.

"Ahem, I'll produce a medium-grade spirit stone"

Listening to the middle grade spirit stone, Yu Qingrong's eyes lit up, although a medium grade spirit stone is equivalent to a thousand spirit stones, these thousand pieces are inferior spirit stones, and they are also the spirit stones in the monk's mouth, but no one is willing to exchange the middle grade for the lower grade, the spiritual power contained in the middle grade is more pure, more concentrated, and it is irreplaceable at the critical juncture of life and death, at the critical juncture of retreat.

The Yu family is one of the best families in Cambrian Town, but the consumption within the clan is also large, and there are not many pieces in the middle-grade spirit stone clan.

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and a white-clothed monk spoke:

"Old man, I'll exchange 1,200 lower-grade spirit stones for a medium-grade spirit stone in your hand, how about it?"

The old man hadn't had time to talk to him.

Yu Qingrong immediately said:

"This medium-grade spirit stone is an old gentleman, and the chips for participating in the auction cannot be replaced, and a medium-grade spirit stone here can be worth fifteen hundred spirit stones."

The white-clothed monk pouted, the shopkeeper bullied the customer, the truth is in the hands of the other party, they do not lack spirit stones, what they lack is high-grade spirit stones.

Ling Feng is naturally out of play, but he is indeed unwilling, but his cultivation is not high, even if he robs it, he has no capital, and he is more urgent to improve his cultivation.

In the end, this piece of meteoric iron fell into the hands of the old man as expected, and the old man stroked his beard and smiled.

Ling Feng felt a pang of regret in his heart, and he swore that he would earn enough spirit stones in the future.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her head, and she quietly walked to the back, beckoned a maid, and whispered a few words in her ear, and in a moment the maid walked towards the depths of the venue.

Ling Feng is ready to sell all the materials of the Sword Water Flea King and the Howling Night Silver Wolf, he is not good at refining weapons, and he can't find a suitable person for the time being, so he can't change his reality if he stays in his hands, and he can't get by in two months, everything is illusory, and even, even the silver corpse He wants to make a move, but he doesn't plan to be here.

After a short time, the maid came back and motioned for Ling Feng to follow her, in a spacious room, an old man in black was waiting for him with his eyes closed, as soon as Ling Feng came in, the old man spoke:

"I heard that Xiaoyou, there is something you want to sell, and you won't accept items that are too low-level."

Ling Feng didn't reply, and took a list to the old man and asked the old man to estimate it.

The old man took the list and looked at it, his eyes lit up, no matter if there was a sword and flea king of seven or eight layers of qi refining, this kind of scarce demon beast, and the foundation building demon beast Howling Night Silver Wolf, if it was true, this was a big deal, his eyes were condensed, and he seemed to see through Ling Feng's cultivation, and he was a little uncertain:

"These items belong to Xiaoyou alone, when will I be able to bring them?"

Ling Feng naturally wouldn't tell the truth and replied:

"It's my son-in-law's, but my son-in-law has something to delay, and the things will be delivered soon."

The old man also nodded and said:

"In that case, three thousand spirit stones, what do you think?"

Ling Feng didn't know whether the price of these selling for three thousand spirit stones was high or low, so he deliberately frowned and looked at the old man with suspicion.

The old man's face turned red, and he changed his words:

"Well, just make a friend, three thousand five hundred, no more"

Ling Feng naturally stopped in moderation, and happily agreed, and the two sides agreed that after half an hour, they would deliver the goods here with one hand and take the money with the other.

The old man looked at his back as he left, a faint smile hung on his lips, and Ling Feng was obviously cheated by the old man.