The woman in Huayi walked forward slowly, measured her body, faced Han Chen, blessed her body slightly, and said sincerely with her eyes, "If Daoist friends can be trusted, they will be sealed and auctioned into the auction!"

Han Chen looked at the woman in gorgeous clothes who behaved like this, and his mood was complicated, to say that he was also very good at acting now, but this acting was also on people who were hostile and disgusted, like the woman in front of him anytime and anywhere, he couldn't compare it at all, he could only say that he still had too little knowledge.

After explaining to the woman, Shi Shiran retreated, but the woman stopped him: "Daoyou, this chalcedony is worth more than 10,000 spirit stones, naturally it is not sitting in the hall of the main hall, this is a VIP token, Daoyou only needs to take him to follow your leader." ”

"Thank you for the reminder!"

......

Following the guiding girl all the way, bypassing a few passages, in about a few minutes, the place in front of him suddenly became lively, and a huge auction hall appeared in Han Chen's eyes.

Looking at the more than two hundred seats, Han Chen couldn't help but sigh in amazement, an auction of this scale was the first time he had seen it in his life, and those auctions and trade fairs were nothing compared to them.

In addition to the people who were full of people in the entire hall, there were also some monks who came late and had no seats, and many of these people were powerful and powerful, even far beyond those who had seats, but at the moment they were fighting alone.

In addition to these monks, there were also two foundation building monks floating in the air, looking coldly down.

On the right is a young man who looks to be in his twenties, with a majestic spirit, carrying a giant sword behind him, and a cultivation in the early stage of foundation building.

Don't look at this person's youth, if his cultivation is not high, he feels that he is easy to deceive, the disciples of Beiming Palace are born to comprehend sword power, this kind of spell is straight forward, extremely sharp, and it is not much more than the monk who has passed through the middle stage of foundation building demons.

If it weren't for the fact that the conditions for its sect to recruit disciples were very rough, even the sects of the upper six sects would also be afraid of its strength.

Opposite him was a black-robed mid-stage foundation building monk who exuded evil all over his body, both of whom belonged to demonic qi cultivation, and he didn't need to guess to know that this person was an elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Although Han Chen didn't know how the two of them were arranged to guard the auction site, it didn't matter.

After the woman who led Han Chen into the side of the main hall, she said a few words to a young man, and the young man walked over and bowed, "Seniors can have VIP tokens." ”

Han Chen's gaze looked at the two of them, and then he took out the token that the woman in gorgeous clothes gave him.

After receiving the token, the young man's expression became more respectful, and he saluted Han Chen, and said softly, "Senior, please come with me." When following this person, Han Chen's expression was quite strange, but after thinking about it, he felt that Beiming Palace attached great importance to this auction, just the guide, the guide and the girl There were three groups of people, although the effect was good, but it was too cumbersome, but it was too cumbersome, but it could follow the local customs, and Han Chen only followed behind the young man.

A few minutes later, the young man led Han Chen through a door, then circled again, and finally stopped at the door of a hut, and then bowed and left.

The position of this VIP is like a super small room, only a few meters wide, but the shape is unique, and it is very quiet, sitting on the soft chair, the noise of the hall is isolated! Looking at it, the vision of the hall falls on Han Chen's eyes, and those monks can't see Han Chen.

Time passed slowly, and the auction officially began!

Standing in the center of the stage was an old man of about sixty or seventy years old, with white hair and white beard, plus a yellow robe, and his body was straight, like a treasure knife, with a sword to seal his throat.

And standing not far from him was a woman in palace costumes, who looked about twenty, and she was also a good beauty!

However, Han Chen noticed that the silver rings on his two hands emitted a faint spiritual light, obviously, this woman was in charge of picking up and delivering goods.

"Beiming Palace, Old Dao Ye Mingzi, the main host of this auction!"

"Beiming Palace, concubine Ye Xue, the deputy host of this auction!"

After saying this, the woman walked to the back and clapped her hands, and the small door not far from the back creaked open, and slowly out of seven beautiful and slender maids came out.

In everyone's hands, they were holding a tray, the tray was large and small, and it was covered with a black cloth, Han Chen released his divine sense, but it was bounced back, and his face couldn't help but change slightly, pondering the black cloth carefully.

Naturally, there are not a few who have the same idea as him, and no matter what realm it is, they have all been rebounded.

After a slight hesitation, Han Chen dispelled the idea of using his divine sense to observe the items on the tray, believing that it would not be long before the person below would reveal the mystery.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won't talk nonsense with you about some of the rules of the auction, I believe you have also participated in countless exchanges and auctions! Ye Mingzi said kindly, not loudly, but it seemed to be in everyone's ears, extremely clear.

"Ye Lao rest assured, we naturally know. ”

"Let's get started! I can't wait!"

......

With Ye Mingzi's words, some voices came out one after another, obviously hoping that the auction would start soon.

Ye Mingzi is a monk in the False Dan realm, with veteran qualifications, how could he be affected by these voices.

I only listened to those voices getting quieter and quieter, until they all fell! Ye Mingzi continued to speak: "Since that's the case, then I won't talk nonsense, let's start the auction!"

Seeing that everyone's interest was rising, Ye Mingzi smiled, turned his head and nodded to Ye Xue, Ye Xue obediently went to the first maid to take the tray and walked to the front of the round platform.

Ye Mingzi lightly clicked, and saw the black cloth covering the tray fall to the ground, and a spiritual light shone out.

"Look at this aura, could it be a medium-grade magic weapon?"

"Medium-grade magic weapon!"

Hearing this, the divine consciousness was released one after another, and they glanced back and forth at the magic weapons on the stage, most of the monks, their faces showed disappointment, the medium-grade magic weapons may be a good thing that can be fooled by the true qi monks, but for them to build the foundation, it is nothing.

The people who can come to this auction are all monks above the foundation level, not to mention that they are elders or true disciples in their respective sects, or they are scattered cultivators, and they must have an entrance fee of five hundred spirit stones to enter this place, and they are worth a lot of money, and no one has put this medium-grade magic weapon in their eyes.

Seeing that everyone's faces were lacking in interest, Ye Mingzi's face did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, and his gentle smile was not less, only to see him walk in front of Ye Xue's body, take the medium-grade magic weapon in his hand, and a burst of aura came out, suddenly exuding a chilling light, wanting to smash people.

"The spirit sword, a medium-grade magic weapon, is refined by the master Sun Wuzi, which is made of hundred-year-old black iron, and several high-grade materials, extremely hard, suitable for metallic monks, this sword has a total of one handle, easy to refine, and the reserve price is one hundred spirit stones. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Spirit Slashing Sword instantly erupted with a cold light, and with Ye Mingzi's aura provided, a Ling Yan intent slowly spread around.

"A hundred spirit stones!"

"One hundred and twenty spirit stones!"

"Two hundred spirit stones!"

That aura had not yet been completely emanated, and Han Chen saw a group of people bidding one after another, and in just a moment's effort, this Bingzhong grade magic weapon had already reached the price of five hundred and forty lower-grade spirit stones.

"Is a medium-grade magic weapon so valuable?" someone asked disdainfully, seeing that the auction item of this first piece was about to reach seven hundred spirit stones!

"Of course there is!" The person next to him directly roared in a low voice: "This is a magic weapon refined by Sun Wuzi's predecessors, and there are so many precious materials, I am afraid that ordinary high-grade magic weapons cannot compare to its power." ”

Under the effect of celebrities, this magic weapon is particularly rare, but if you look at it in terms of power alone, its power may be comparable to that of a high-grade magic weapon, but this kind of thing will consume more spiritual power.

Most of the monks present were obviously unaware of this, but blindly followed the trend when they heard that it was the master's hand, knowing that it was not he who regretted it in the end.