Lin Xuan couldn't help frowning, the richness of this spiritual realm seemed to be above his imagination.

With your hand on your forehead, what will this first treasure be, and is it necessary to play with it?

Before the thought in his mind had turned, the immortal cultivators below had already begun to bid.

Twenty thousand medium-grade spars can indeed discourage most monks, but the immortal cultivators who can come here are naturally rich, and there is no shortage of bold people, since they have spare money in their hands, there is nothing to play, and they will not get garbage if they think about it.

So as soon as Master Mo's voice fell, there was an auction immediately.

"Twenty thousand!"

"Twenty Thousand One"

"Twenty-two thousand. ”

"Twenty-five thousand. ”

As soon as this voice came out, there was a brief silence in the hall, not that the price was unacceptably high, but that it was not even clear what the treasure was, there was really no need to follow the rush to grab it, although it was unlikely that the conference would come up with a foolish thing, but its value was unknown to everyone's hearts.

There are too many spars on the huā here, and the treasures that are needed really appear in a while, and the goods brought are insufficient, so wouldn't it be a waste of money, and there is no place to cry.

As for the monk who added three dry crystals in one breath, he was a fat man with a fat head and big ears, wearing a golden robe, which was actually printed with copper coin-like things.

The cultivation is not low, in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but this dress, which looks like a cultivator, but like a miser in the world, but people are very generous.

Lin Xuan naturally didn't know him, but he heard someone call him Jia Fatzi, who seemed to be a casual cultivator, but he had opened a few shops, and he looked like he was making money.

It seems that this first treasure should have been obtained by this person, Lin Xuan's mind turned, and once again released his divine consciousness from the red cloth that had just touched it, and it was bounced back, and the result was the same as just now.

Not to mention, this cloth is really a good treasure!

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Xuan's ghost made another secret technique unexpectedly.

Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eyes!

After taking a breath, the halo in his eyes was full of colorful glass, and Lin Xuan's ordinary face actually showed a bit of bewitchment against the backdrop of sacrifice.

Fortunately, as the owner of the crimson waist card, Lin Xuan was alone in a private room, and he was not afraid that someone would find out about his vision and impropriety.

Although the Heavenly Wind Divine Eye imitates the secret technique of the phoenix, its ability to see through illusions and obstacles is enough to rank among the top three in the spiritual vision of the spirit world.

Of course, Lin Xuan's cultivation was still too shallow, and the Nine Heavenly Techniques of the Phoenix Dance that he had practiced were only the first part, but Rao was like this, Lin Xuan still found something that surprised him.

Originally, the divine sense had no effect, but the Tianfeng Divine Eye penetrated the layer of red cloth, and although it was a little confused, it was barely able to see an outline.

The treasure seems to be......

This first guess was 5,000 more than the reserve price, and it was 500,000 more than the next grade, and the face of the master Mo Ke Mo couldn't help but show satisfaction.

That's a little higher than he had expected.

However, according to the rules of the auction, he still repeated it twice, and then picked up a small hammer-like magic weapon, and when he was about to make a final decision, a cold voice came into his ears.

"Thirty thousand medium-grade spars. ”

The sound was not loud but clear into everyone's ears, obviously this son is a good cultivator, and the price offered caused an exclamation.

Jia Fatzi adding three thousand at a time is already a big deal, and this person is actually more generous.

Master Mo was even more overjoyed, and looked at the place where everyone seemed to make a sound.

A hexagonal box comes into view.

"Is that the old monster so lavish?"

Master Mo's pupils shrank, he had a special status in the auction, and he vaguely heard that there was a great big man in the private room this time.

If it were him, the price would not be worth mentioning.

Seeing that the cooked duck actually flew again, Jia Fatzi couldn't help but feel angry, but when he saw that the bidder actually had a separate box, his face showed a little hesitation.

It's not the first time he's been in an auction.

The inside story of Qifeng is still somewhat known.

Those who can own a box are usually big shots, either outstanding in their own cultivation, or backed by the power of one party.

If he really walked out of the great treasure, even in the face of this kind of immortal cultivator, he would definitely not give up, and he would fight for it with his own financial resources, but for the sake of a guessing thing, it would be worthwhile to fight with the other party.

After all, what the red cloth covered was not necessarily what he needed.

The thought flashed in his mind, and Fat Jia sat down with a kind face, of course, he scolded in his heart, and hated the other party for messing up his game.

Master Mo was also quite happy, and asked a few more times according to the rules, and then made a final decision, announcing that the lowest bidder had obtained this treasure with 30,000 spars.

"Master, now that things have a belonging, I wonder if Lu Dao can reveal the mystery and let us know what Lu Dao guessed what it was?"

A loud voice came into his ears, and then the other immortal cultivators also made a noise, in all fairness, 30,000 medium-grade spars are not a great price, some ancient treasures, pills to enhance cultivation, the transaction price is far more than several times.

But the point is, this is just a guessing thing, not to mention that according to the rules of the auction, the first thing that is usually taken out is the least valuable.

According to this calculation, the price of 30,000 yuan is absolutely ridiculously high, so many people want to know whether the big man in the private room* has been wronged.

Human nature is like this, gloating, no one wants others to pick up a big bargain in front of their eyes.

"This ......"

Master Mo is a little embarrassed, according to the rules, when the auction is over, this thing will belong to the auctioneer, and the market has no right to announce it, after all, it is someone else's privacy, but if he refuses, looking at the surging appearance of this group, this level in front of him is a little uncomfortable.

What should I do?

Master Mo couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, and he regretted that he had done this.

Of course, although he is an excellent treasure connoisseur, he is not the highest figure in the auction, and it is not his turn to make this decision.

Seeing that the old man looked embarrassed, the noise below became louder and louder.

"Why, we have so many spars, but the most unscrupulous things are auctioned off, but they are kept in the dark, isn't this too unusual. ”

"Yes, playing me like this, next time the real person won't be here. ”

"Master Mo, we respect you, and you can't use all your fellow Daoists as monkeys. ”

"All Taoist friends are angry, it's not that Mo Mou sold Guanzi, but that this thing has changed its owner, and the public will not announce it, and it depends on the intentions of that Taoist friend. ”