Qingli woman Gu Yaxuan continued: "Don't talk nonsense, everyone is familiar with the rules, and then the first lot will be listed." ”

As a female cultivator came to the stage carrying a silver plate shrouded in a thin veil, all the cultivators' eyes were fixed on the object in the plate. Gu Yaxuan lifted her hand and removed the tulle, and a gray stone block that exuded a pure metallic atmosphere appeared in everyone's eyes.

The surface of the stone is pitted and full of pimples, but there is a trace of the five elements of golden qi that is incomparable to the sharp and incomparable emitted from the inside, and monks like Zhang Yuanhao who have practiced "Xiao Geng Golden Sword Qi" are more sensitive to this kind of items.

Lapis lazuli!

A flash of longing flashed in Zhang Yuanhao's eyes, but he shook his head.

Although the lazuli stone is called a stone, it is gold, which is harder than a hundred forged steel, and the monk can spend a lot of time refining the lazuli stone, turning it into a wisp of Xuanjin sword breath, swallowing into the abdomen, opening and closing the mouth, and spurting out the nostrils, all of which can eject the sword breath, which can often kill people invisibly. Similarly, this is also an important material for building magic weapons, and many spiritual weapons contain Xuanjin stones.

"This Xuanjin Stone weighs one hundred and twenty catties, and you can refine about ten finger-long sword breaths from it, or use it with spiritual materials to make a pseudo-spiritual weapon or even a spiritual weapon. The reserve price is 12,000 low-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than 500 spirit stones. ”

"Ten thousand!"

Someone immediately shouted. It was a Qi Cultivation Perfection Master named Lu He, an elder of a small sect.

Suddenly, Liu Haoran sent a message to Zhang Yuanhao, saying that the elders in the door had learned the news of the auction and asked to gather all the Dharma Protector Spirit Stones and try their best to auction off some treasures needed by the sect, and the door would compensate for a lot of points.

Zhang Yuanhao frowned, as a Dharma protector who had perfected his Qi cultivation, he naturally had to set an example. So he pondered for a while, and then decided to take out 20,000 spirit stones to fund the sect's auction.

The Lingguang Sect's cultivators made do, and they actually made up more than 200,000 spirit stones, which was beyond Zhang Yuanhao's expectations.

"Fifteen thousand!"

Liu Haoran raised his hand, there were elders in the door who had some ideas about this Xuanjin Stone, and he had to get it.

Xuanjin stone is still a relatively rare thing, so there are many monks who bid for it, and it was soon raised to 28,000 spirit stones.

"Twenty-eight thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

Liu Haoran saw the opportunity and raised his hand again.

There was silence on the floor, this price has exceeded the psychological price of most people, and this is only the first lot, and there are many better lots to follow.

"Deal!"

Gu Yaxuan's high-held auction hammer fell heavily: "Congratulations to Elder Liu of the Lingguang Sect, this Xuanjin Stone is yours!"

Subsequently, there was a beautiful woman who brought the Xuanjin Stone to the banquet, and Liu Haoran immediately handed over the spirit stone, nearly 30,000 spirit stones, and saw stars in Long Xin's eyes.

"Then came the second lot. Gu Yaxuan smiled lightly, and uncovered the tulle on the silver plate that Fang had just served, revealing the true face of Lushan Mountain of the treasures inside.

"Shhh

"I didn't expect the Duobao Chamber of Commerce to put high-level magic weapons in the second place, and they are really rich!"

"I'm bound to get this high-level magic weapon!"

This is a knife-shaped magic weapon, about three feet long, the handle of the knife is as black as ink, and the blade is as silver as snow. Many small and complicated rune arrays are carefully engraved on the blade, like snowflake patterns.

"Everyone, please take a look! This is a high-level magic weapon-level long knife, refined by the original refiner of Cangfeng Kingdom, engraved with three high-level magic arrays of "Breaking Defense", "Huge Force", and "Critical Attack", and the use effect of physical cultivation or puppet zombies is excellent!"

Gu Yaxuan talked eloquently, and all the cultivators present were moved.

Chu Yuan refiner is enshrined by the royal family of Cangfeng Kingdom, not to mention that he is a foundation building monk, and it is said that he has also refined spiritual weapons, and he is a famous figure in Cangfeng Kingdom.

Zhang Yuanhao shook his head, he was not a physical cultivator, nor did he practice the exercises of manipulating the puppet, so he naturally didn't attach much importance to this magic weapon.

"The reserve price of this magic weapon is 30,000 spirit stones, and the price increase must not be less than 500 spirit stones each time, you can start bidding!"

Before the words fell, a bearded man shouted: "Thirty thousand spirit stones!"

"It's him!"

"It's Maverick Demon Fan Yue!"

"He is a closed disciple of Zhuji Sanren Cultivation Bull Demon Sanren, and he actually appeared in Beilong City, doesn't it mean that Niu Demon Sanren himself is also in Beilong City?"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed, Fan Yue had heard of this person, he was a powerful loose cultivator in the Cangfeng country, who studied under the monk Bull Demon Sanren in the late stage of foundation building, and practiced a "Bull Demon Bronze Bone Skill".

"Thirty in one!"

A ninth-level Qi cultivator frowned.

"Thirty-two! I see who dares to rob me!"

Fan Yue stared at a pair of big eyes like copper bells, and looked at the monk who was quoting angrily, and the tyrannical aura of body cultivation on his body exploded.

The man's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to make a sound, and everyone around him looked at each other.

"Thirty-two thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

A hoarse voice sounded, not caring at all about Fan Yue's threat, and his tone was indifferent.

"It's Zhong Hui of the Iron Corpse Sect!" someone said sharply.

"Humph!"

Fan Yueniu's nose puffed out for a while, and a trace of violence flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Thirty-three!"

Someone has increased the price again, this person is also a monk who has completed Qi training, his eyes are cold, his beard is white, he is an elder of a small sect, he has stayed in Qi Cultivation for more than 30 years, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Damn it!"

Fan Yue had a secret hatred in his heart. As soon as he started cultivating, he didn't have many spirit stones on his body, and it was not easy to take out more than 30,000, but he still couldn't compete with these monks with sect roots.

"Thirty-three thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

Zhong Hui quoted slowly, and he only added five hundred spirit stones every time, which seemed unhurried.

"Thirty-four thousand spirit stones!"

There were also people who bidd, after all, high-level magic weapons are hard to come by, and many monks who have completed their qi cultivation do not have high-level magic weapons.

"Thirty-eight!"

Fan Yue's eyes bulged and his snort was heavy, this was almost half of his net worth, and he still had to leave some spirit stones to buy some treasures later, it was impossible to use them all.

"Forty thousand!"

I don't know if it was provocation or impatience, Zhong Hui raised his head, put his nostrils at the pair of resentful bull's eyes that Fan Yue looked at, and said lightly.

"Forty-eleven thousand!"

Soon, someone raised the price, which made Fan Yue angry.

"What a damn thing!"

Fan Yue was helpless, his master Niu Demon Sanren was also notoriously poor, and he couldn't get any spirit stones from his master.

The price was quickly raised to forty-five thousand spirit stones, and at this time, there were very few people who increased the price, only Zhong Hui and the white-bearded old man were still competing. The general high-level magic weapon is only in the early 30,000 spirit stones, but this thing is made by a famous refiner in Cangfeng country, and it can be called the best among the high-level magic weapons, so the price was shouted to 45,000 spirit stones.

"Forty-five thousand five hundred spirit stones. The white-bearded old man frowned, and his face was very ugly.

"Forty-six thousand!" Zhong Hui followed closely, and his tone was also a little solemn.

"Alas, Brother Zhong Hui is a step ahead, so Brother Zhong will not fight with you!"

The white-bearded old man glanced at Zhong Hui deeply, closed his eyes, and said no more, obviously giving up the fight for this high-level magic weapon.