Chapter 239: Unexpected Disruption

Therefore, this cold iron is not particularly rare, not to mention thousands of years, even if it is 10,000 years old, it is also found from time to time. Moreover, refining the magic weapon of the gods does not mean that as long as there is iron refining materials, it must be mixed with a lot of rare minerals, such as pure gold and mythril, which are not rare, and some plants are stronger than steel, and after refining, they are better than iron weapons.

This is certainly a good thing, but it is by no means what the auctioneer said, and it has become a unique must-have for refining weapons. Moreover, such a large piece is enough to weigh 10,000 catties, how many weapons can be refined? If its size is smaller, only a few hundred and 1,000 catties, it will be easier to sell.

But Su Aotian is now looking for a large piece of hard iron to refine the flying boat!

Of course, it is also possible to fuse several smaller pieces of materials into a whole and then refine, but it is always not as convenient as such a complete piece, and it is integrated, without splicing and repairing, and the overall hardness and pressure resistance will have a higher guarantee.

So he waited for a while, not showing impatience, before he was about to open his mouth to make an offer, when he heard a voice sound: "One thousand two hundred medium-grade spirit stones!"

The voice came from one of the VIP rooms at the front. Su Aotian sighed secretly, wondering if he had always been unlucky, it was rare to participate in an auction, and there would be people bidding for the things he liked, such as measuring the ruler, but it cost him a huge amount of money to finally auction it.

I had to shout out a price: "1,300 yuan!"

As soon as these words came out, most of the monks were stunned, and they all cast their eyes on Su Aotian's side.

In the Great Fan auction, whenever someone in the VIP room places a bid, the other monks generally do not follow up. First, the people in the VIP room are all people you can't afford to provoke, and second, how many spirit stones do you have, can you compete with them? But this is just an unwritten rule, of course the auction house will not set this kind of provision, the higher the price of the treasure will win, the higher the bid, the better, it doesn't matter who you are? Su Aotian's move is just against the situation, not against the law, so no one said anything, but he wondered in his heart, it is rare to see such a short-sighted monk in these years, I don't know how he has survived until now.

The people in the VIP room were also stunned, it was not unusual for someone to bid with him, but it was not his opponents, but a monk sitting on the seat outside, what is the origin of this guy, has he eaten the gall of a bear heart and a leopard?

But now that the auction was underway, no matter how displeased he was, he couldn't break the rules, so he coldly shouted: "Fifteen hundred yuan!"

Su Aotian sighed in his heart, and consumed it again, so he had to shout again: "1,600 yuan!"

In the VIP room, he shouted again: "Two thousand yuan!" Su Aotian: "Two thousand and one hundred yuan!"

The atmosphere at the scene was a little weird, Su Aotian's one hundred and one hundred price increase, how could it look a bit like he couldn't get along with the one in the VIP room!

Su Aotian is actually just used to living a hard life, and the spirit stones are all earned by hard work, and he doesn't want to spend so much money like a land price increase, he just hopes to spend the least price to get this piece of cold iron. He was eager to add it piece by piece, but that would make it even more unsightly, and maybe the auction house would think that he was deliberately trying to make trouble.

The people in the VIP room were silent for a while before they quoted another price: "Two thousand five hundred yuan!"

Seeing this, Su Aotian also knew that he would follow another hundred yuan, so he would basically be confirmed and deliberately find fault, so he had no choice but to raise the price sharply: "Three thousand yuan!"

The price had far exceeded his estimates, and if the people in the lounge had increased the price, he was going to give up. After all, he is just a casual cultivator who buys a ticket for admission with a flower spirit stone, showing that he has a large amount of spirit stone around him, which is very unfavorable to himself, and this cold iron is not a must-win, so give up if it doesn't work. It's just that in this way, it will appear that there is a suspicion of deliberately raising the price, which will inevitably offend the people in the VIP room.

The VIP room was silent for a long time, no more bidding, the auctioneer saw this, hurriedly shouted the price, saw that no one responded, shouted: "Deal! Congratulations to this Taoist friend, this thousand-year-old cold iron that has not been encountered in a thousand years is yours! I wish the Taoist friend to refine the divine weapon as soon as possible!" The monks secretly muttered: "I'm afraid that the divine weapon has not yet been refined, and this Taoist friend will be reincarnated and re-cultivated!"

Su Aotian also expected this situation, but he was not worried. Anyway, in Qiangwu City, everyone will not mess around, even if the other party has a god monk to find him after leaving the city, he is not completely powerless to fight back, or fight or escape, as for the combined monk, at least he has not encountered it yet, it is estimated that everyone is very busy, there are big things to do, and they will not make a big move for such a small thing, to chase and kill themselves, and saying it makes people laugh crookedly.

So he gracefully put the cold iron into the storage bracelet, without a trace of trepidation. His current storage bracelet was given to him by Luo Wentian, saying that it was a gadget that was refined by hand, but the storage function was extremely powerful, and such a large piece of 10,000 catties of cold iron only took up a small part of the space.

With such a small tidbit, at least the emotions of the monks present were aroused, and the auction continued.

After a large number of various items were auctioned, the auctioneer showed everyone a sword: "Amethyst Ice Spirit Sword, a ground-level low-grade blade, is refined from water jade doped with amethyst, soft iron, and ice spirit, and is extremely friendly to water aura. If you also cultivate the water attribute ice system supernatural power, you can fully promote the power of the ice spirit, and the power can be increased by another 50%. The embedded spirit gathering circle can accelerate the absorption of water aura, and the refiner deliberately integrated multicolored stones into the ice spirit when refining, so that this sword can constantly flash colorful light, which is full of ornamentation. It is a perfect match with the beauty, and the young sons may wish to donate generously and give gifts to the beauties to make a smile. Starting price: 1,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

He raised the sword in his hand high, it was a sword that was white all over, but shimmered with a star of purple light, and there were colorful lights on both sides of the sword body flickering from time to time, which was very bright and moving. The auctioneer's aura was urging, and a chill spread, and the monks with low cultivation in front of the high platform couldn't help but shiver.

In the VIP room of Sanqingguan, Feng Ningyan's beautiful eyes flashed, and their faces showed longing expressions. Feng Ningyan said with a smile: "This sword is very suitable for both of you, it seems to be specially customized for you!"

Lian Qiongyu shook his head and said: "My thousand-layer waves are also ground-level inferior grades, although they are not as beautiful as this sword, I have used it well, and I will not replace it." Sister Qingrou's saber is slightly inferior, but it's just right for you to use this sword. ”

Shui Qingrou smiled: "I don't have so many spirit stones, I can only look at them." ”

Feng Ningyan smiled and said, "Then I'll take a picture and give it to my sister." ”

Shui Qingrou said with a straight face: "No, I can't afford such a valuable sword." ”

The three girls hit it off at first sight, although their affection deepened, Feng Ningyan tried the two several times, but they were politely rejected by them on the pretext that the sect was not allowed. Feng Ningyan saw that the two had no intention of breaking away from the original sect, so she was no longer reluctant, and maintained their feelings for each other first, and no one could predict what would happen in the future.

Seeing that Shui Qingrou said solemnly, she no longer insisted, the current situation is very pleasant, there is no need to cause mustard for these things, it seems that she is in a hurry and self-defeating.

Perhaps it was the auctioneer's agitation that played a role, and the bidders were extremely enthusiastic, and in an instant, the price of this Amethyst Ice Spirit Sword was raised to three thousand high-grade spirit stones. Su Aotian was moved, and turned his head to look at Luo Yingsleeve. Luo Yingsleeve knew what he was thinking, and shook his head with a chuckle. This sword is just beautiful in appearance, and it is only a prefecture-level inferior product, and Luo Yingsleeve can't look down on it, and it's even more useless to take it.

However, to their surprise, Lu Xiaodong, who had been watching the excitement with them, suddenly opened his mouth and quoted a price: "Three thousand five hundred yuan!"

When Su Aotian and the others heard this, they were all dumbfounded. Lu Xiaodong is the root of the earth spirit, everyone knows it well, what is the use of this amethyst ice spirit sword he wants? Fan Ling'er bought it!

The spirit stones on his body were all won by betting at the elite conference, and these were almost all of them, how could they all be taken out at once, and put on a posture of ambition!

Luo Yingsleeve and Fan Ling'er are women after all, their minds are delicate, and they have already seen some clues, and the corners of Fan Ling'er's mouth are even more smiling. Seeing Su Aotian's puzzled face, he couldn't help but ask Lu Xiaodong, Luo Yingsleeve pulled his sleeve and signaled him not to speak.

Due to the large number of bidders at this time, although there were also people bidding in the VIP room, there were also many monks outside bidding, and everyone let go of their courage and did not have so many scruples, Lu Xiaodong's offer was quickly submerged. Seeing him swallow his saliva, he turned his head to look at Su Aotian, with eagerness and eagerness in his eyes, and asked, "Xiao Tian, how much is the spirit stone on your body?"

Su Aotian became more and more confused. It seems that Lu Xiaodong is not an ordinary obsession with this Amethyst Ice Spirit Sword, he is simply unwilling! Now I don't care about why he is, seeing that he is so eager, and the bidding on the scene is one after another, Su Aotian knows that if the price is increased little by little, it will only raise the price to an outrageous state, and now a shocking price must be given, so that most people's sanity will be awakened, and they will no longer blindly follow the offer, so they can get this sword at the lowest price, so he nodded and said: "I have the spirit stone, you can bid with confidence." But now you can't follow the rise little by little, you directly quote 10,000!"

Lu Xiaodong's spirits perked up, and he didn't take the 10,000 high-grade spirit stones seriously at all, but just asked, "Really?" After seeing Su Aotian nodding vigorously, he immediately spoke: "Ten thousand!"

The auctioneer immediately shouted: "10,000! This Taoist friend has made a bid of 10,000! There are still no bidders, 10,000 times!"

This price really woke many people up from the frenzied bidding process, 10,000 high-grade spirit stones!

The auctioneer then shouted, "Ten thousand or two!"