Although this spiritual light and fire are quite rare, for high-level monks, it is not as precious as that wing feather, refining this flame can give you an extra pair of spiritual eyes, and it can penetrate thousands of miles. However, if none of the Yuan Infant Cultivators had cultivated many magic techniques, coupled with the strong divine thoughts, it didn't matter if they had this spiritual eye or not. It's just that this Yunmu Spiritual Light Fire is the natal true fire cultivated by Baitou Bifang, and there is no reason to rank before Wing Ling, after all, logically speaking, it is several times rarer than that Wing Ling.

Although Gan Ping didn't know what this Lu Xiaoyao was doing when he took pictures of this Yunmu spiritual light fire, but this flame was of great use to himself, and he needed it more than that wing feather, so he couldn't think about it. What's more, this Lu Xiaoyao is the one who caused his father's blindness, how could Gan Ping keep his hand?

To tell the truth, this white-headed Natal True Fire is not as attractive as the Wing Feather for ordinary monks, so although it appears as a heavy treasure, there are very few bidders. After several price increases, it only increased to the price of 50,000 spirit stones, which was far from that Wing Ling, after all, there were not too many people interested in this kind of powerless side flame.

That Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but be secretly proud, obviously this spiritual light was his own, those Yuanying monks disdained this spiritual fire, and how could these little monks be their opponents? When he was complacent, a sword light flew out again in the No. 3 box between them, and floated towards the auction table, Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw this sword light, and a bad feeling rose.

Sure enough, the Cold Moon Fairy showed a look of surprise on her face, but immediately smiled sweetly, and just as she was about to speak, Lu Xiaoyao shouted, "Eighty thousand spirit stones! I want this spiritual fire!" The Cold Moon Fairy turned her head with a smile, Ying Ying bowed down and said, "I'm sorry, this guest officer, the guest in room No. 3 has already made a bid just now, and this Qiyan is his." ”

Lu Xiaoyao's eyes widened when he landed, and his face was full of disbelief, what is the origin of the guests in this No. 3 room? It is really hateful to meddle in bidding one after another. It's just that this spiritual light is related to the necessary conditions for the opening of a secret treasure, which makes it difficult for this Lu Xiaoyao to give up, and he said stiffly: "Cold Moon Fairy, it's not to stir up the situation, but what price is open for this No. 3 house, you have to wait for me to give an explanation, you can't make people confused, if you can, Lu is willing to buy it at double the price!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Lu Xiaoyao already hated the people in room No. 3 in his heart, if it weren't for this guy to stir up the situation, he would be able to spend tens of thousands of spirit stones to take down this Qi Yan, why bother to do this wrong. It's just that this spiritual light and fire is related to the opening and inheritance of the secret treasure of the immortal mansion, if you can obtain the mantle of the immortal, it will be worth the cost.

Hearing Lu Xiaoyao's words, everyone also wanted to know how much this mysterious person offered, and they all made noise, and for a while, the entire auction hall was full of people, and several impatient immortal cultivators had already begun to shout loudly. And the golden thirty also quietly stood by the window, looking at the crowd below with a gloomy face, his eyes flickering thoughtfully.

Raising her beautiful eyebrows, Leng Yue picked up the small copper mallet and struck it on the small bell on the side, and the melodious bell rang throughout the hall, and everyone woke up like a dream, and the sound stopped. The few immortal cultivators who shouted the most couldn't help but look embarrassed, obviously extremely embarrassed, this must be Luo Zhenzong's auction house, not their own land, but this kind of clamor is a bit excessive.

Gan Ping smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the Cold Moon Fairy with admiration on his face. This woman is really extraordinary, and just this time, she has taken the lead and gained the upper hand in reason and discrimination.

Her eyes wandered, and she swept away, and several monks couldn't help but feel their breathing stagnant and their pressure soared. "This is the son of the Lu family, right? I don't know what objections the son has?" Leng Yue kept his mouth shut and didn't talk about the identity of Lu Xiaoyao Yao Rizong, but just said that he was the son of the Lu family, but it was also to avoid disputes between the two, so he didn't break it.

Lu Xiaoyao was a little embarrassed, but he had to reply stubbornly: "Cold Moon Fairy, I just want to know, what price this benevolent brother paid to be able to auction this Qiyan at a fixed price, could it be that there is something wrong with it?"

This sentence is extremely vicious, as an auction house, the most important thing is the word integrity, if there is no integrity, black box operation, then it is a big taboo. This Lu Xiaoyao really has no choice, if it weren't for the fact that this thing is very important, it is related to his future inheritance of the mantle of the Immortal Mansion, and it is the key to his own enlightenment, he would definitely not say these words.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the Cold Moon Fairy, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said lightly: "I, Luo Zhenzong, have been in Lifang City for thousands of years, and I have never had the despicable means of shoddy and black-box operations, which Grand Prince Lu can rest assured. As for the price---" said and lengthened his voice, and the corner of his eyes aimed at the box where Gan Ping was, and seeing that there was no reaction inside, he calmed down and looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

"Ten Earth Heart Beads, one Fire Swimming Fish, and seven drops of Purple Light Qingning Divine Oil that enhances the power of the fire attribute magic weapon, Grand Master Lu, do you think this price is appropriate?" Leng Yue pinched the communication sword talisman, her crisp voice was as crisp and beautiful as a pearl falling on a jade plate, and her eyes drifted towards Lu Xiaoyao.

"Hiss-" Lu Xiaoyao took a breath of cold air, and was a little speechless, the Earth Heart Bead is good to say, it can be purchased for a lot of money, and the fire fish is the spirit generated in the fire for thousands of years, it is extremely rare, if it is sealed into the magic weapon, it can increase the power of the magic weapon. And the purple light Qingning Divine Oil, I have only heard of it in some ancient ciphertext classics, it is the treasure of auxiliary fire spells, a drop of Qingning Divine Oil, can increase the power of the spell by ten times, if it is applied by a Mahayana monk, wouldn't it burn the heavens and destroy the earth?

This is already an immortal's method, far from being something that ordinary immortal cultivators can refine. Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoyao's face couldn't help but look ugly, just now he boasted about Haikou, but now he is embarrassed, even the smile of the Cold Moon Fairy is so ironic in his eyes.

Seeing that everyone had no complaints, Fairy Leng Yue smiled lightly and sent the lamp down, as for Lu Xiaoyao's rudeness just now, she didn't pay the slightest attention. These things are the best materials for refining the fire magic weapon, obviously the guests of the third room of the third word are extremely interested, with these few things, they have simply gathered more than half of the materials for refining the magic weapon, thinking of the task that these several Fang markets have taken over, and most of the time has been completed by visiting the Tiancheng store by himself, how can he not make this Cold Moon Fairy happy, as for Lu Xiaoyao's rudeness, he has long been left behind.

Gan Ping sneered and looked at Lu Xiaoyao's depressed expression, and secretly thought to himself, this is just an appetizer, and on the day of the competition, he will let this Lu Xiaoyao fail, and he can no longer rely on cultivation to deceive others. It's quite strange to say, Gan Ningcheng's eyes were blinded because of Lu Xiaoyao, and Lu Xiaoyao also missed the spiritual light of the eyes because of Gan Ningcheng's blindness.

It was still the old man from before, knocked on Gan Ping's door, and quickly exchanged the things he needed, Gan Ping played with the small lamp in his hand, and a firelight like an eye in it jumped slightly, dazzling. And Gan Ruomo on the side just glanced at this spiritual flame with great curiosity, and then went to tease the little fox in her arms, whether it was the white-headed winged feathers, or the spiritual light of the eyes, it had nothing to do with her.

When he returned to Ganfu, it was already afternoon, and Lu Xiaoyao was extremely depressed because he couldn't take pictures of Yunmu's spiritual fire, and he didn't have the heart to find trouble with Gan Ping's sisters and brothers, so he hurried home to think about countermeasures after the show.

But Gan Ping returned with a full load this time, especially the hope of his father's eyes regaining vision, which made him even more happy. It's just that his father's body is still too thin, after all, his body has been destroyed by these years of suffering, and he has to raise it for a period of time to withstand the tempering of this spiritual fire.

Seeing that there were only a few days left before the day of the competition, Gan Ping finally settled down, interrupted the retreat for a few days, and refined the magic weapon he had in hand. This competition is extraordinary, although they are facing Jindan high-level monks, but the true yuan mana of Lu Xiaoyao and the three of them all belong to the pure yang lineage, and obviously they have not weak resistance to fire-attribute spells, while the spells of the Yao Sun Sect are domineering and strong, and if they are not careful, they will capsize in the gutter.

Therefore, Gan Ping decided to refine all the magic weapons he carried, especially the five fires and seven bird fans, which should also be upgraded to a higher level. However, Gan Ping started first, but it was his own sword of returning to the mountain.