"Auction?" Hu Tianxiang asked with a surprised expression.

Zhai Xingchen rolled his eyes and explained helplessly: "The Xuanzhen Continent is so big, and there are countless rare treasures, but for cultivators, things that are useless, no matter how high the value is, are useless, so there is a need to sell or exchange, and the auction is naturally born." Auctions are held twice a year, each lasting only three days, and are known for their abundance of items, and are very popular! ”

"Are you going to see the excitement, or are you going to do that?" Hu Tianxiang asked with a wink.

"Hehehe, my brother still understands me, why do you have to spend money if I can come here for nothing?, right?" Zhai Xingchen laughed evilly, "However, it may not be able to succeed, there are many high-level monks there, at least it is also the Yuanying Realm." ”

Hu Tianxiang shook his head helplessly.

Early the next morning, Zhai Xingchen disappeared, Hu Tianxiang smiled, he asked the location of the auction venue yesterday, so he went alone, not to buy anything, mainly to see the excitement.

The auction hall is huge, can accommodate a thousand people at the same time, but the number of monks waiting to enter outside the venue has already exceeded this number, Hu Tianxiang wanted to enter, but was told that he had to pay a hundred medium-grade Spiritual Qi Pills as an entrance fee, or consign items worth no less than three thousand Spiritual Qi Pills, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter.

Hu Tianxiang was dumbfounded, just looking at the excitement and paying a hundred, he stood at the door and hesitated. Many monks who thought the same way as him were blocked from the venue.

Soon, the guard at the gate issued a notice that the number of monks entering the venue had exceeded eight hundred, and there were less than two hundred places left, and the entrance fee was adjusted to two hundred, and the value of the consignment items was increased to no less than five thousand.

When Hu Tianxiang heard this, he was so angry that he almost cursed, and when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly remembered Zhai Xingchen's advice and swallowed it back.

There are still a lot of monks who ask to enter, Hu Tianxiang has a hunch that if he hesitates any longer, the entrance fee will have to rise, so he gritted his teeth and paid the money to enter, he regretted that he didn't make a decision just now, and threw away a hundred in vain.

Hu Tianxiang snorted and walked into the venue, and then saw a female cultivator come forward and said softly: "This immortal friend, do you need a more advanced position? The front position is conducive to observing the advantages and disadvantages of items, and it is also a symbol of identity and status." ”

The nun has a beautiful face, a sweet voice, a very charming smile, and a voice full of temptation.

"What's the difference?" asked Hu Tianxiang in a ghostly manner.

The nun smiled coquettishly, her big watery eyes flickered vigorously, and she said in a soft voice: "Of course there is a difference, you need to add another five hundred to sit in the first five rows, add three hundred to those in the sixth to tenth rows, add one hundred to those in the eleventh to twenty rows, and don't need to add money after the twenty rows." Senior brother, where are you sitting?"

"I ...... Add five hundred!" Hu Tianxiang hesitated for a moment and made a decision.

When he sat in the fourth row in front of him, he suddenly felt a thrill, and his head suddenly sobered up.

"This mud horse is a routine!" Hu Tianxiang realized it afterwards and was depressed.

A young monk sitting next to him still had a lewd smile on his face, and Hu Tianxiang suddenly remembered that Master had said that some female cultivators specialized in the art of charm, and male monks who were not deep in cultivation were very easy to be tricked.

Hu Tianxiang blushed instantly, feeling that sitting here was simply the greatest irony, but the money was spent, and he could only admit that he was unlucky.

After about a stick of incense, an old man in a green robe walked up to the front desk, and the venue suddenly fell silent. The old man cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Old Zheng Se, the host of this auction, is responsible for introducing the lot to all the immortal friends, there are a total of 36 lots today, divided into five categories, such as pills, exercises, and treasures, and the price increase is not less than 1,000 medium-grade spiritual qi pills each time." Okay, without delay, the auction starts now. The first lot, the top grade spirit treasure, the diamond ring, this treasure can be large or small, both offensive and defensive, there are three kinds of control techniques, varied, can advance to the magic weapon, the starting price is 5,000!"

"Six thousand!"

"Seven thousand!"

"Seven thousand two!"

......

With the shouting in turn, the atmosphere in the venue was brightened, and everyone's faces showed brilliance.

Seeing that one good thing after another was auctioned away, Hu Tianxiang was also a little itchy, so he slowly changed his mind, and if he encountered something that was really needed, he decided to participate in the auction as well. So, he checked his family background, and there were only 20,000 Spiritual Qi Pills, which seemed shy in this kind of place, and he might not be able to shoot anything.

"The twenty-sixth lot is a high-level high-grade exercise book called 'Puppet Making Secret Technique', which contains almost all the secret methods of making and manipulating puppets, and if it can be used with the Soul Devouring Bead, the effect will be even more prominent! The starting price is 5,000 Spiritual Qi Pills, and the bidding price begins!"

"Seven thousand!"

"Nine thousand!"

"Ten thousand!"

......

People's emotions were ignited again, and the venue was lively again, with shouts one after another.

When the old man reported the name of the lot, Hu Tianxiang's eyes widened, a stupid big man made him deeply appreciate the power of the puppet, and at this moment, there was a soul devouring bead lying quietly in his Haina ring, which was a trophy obtained from the Jindan monk of the Giant Sword Sect, and he didn't expect to meet a practice book that could be used with it here.

This book, Hu Tianxiang is bound to win!

"Twenty thousand!" he immediately called out his offer, and then was drowned out by the sound of the quote from behind.

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Twenty-eight thousand!"

"Forty thousand!"

......

In the end, "The Secret Art of Making Puppets" was auctioned off by a Jindan monk for a high price of 68,000.

Hu Tianxiang sat on the chair in a daze, crying and laughing.

By the time all 36 items had been photographed, it was almost dark. After the end, Hu Tianxiang returned to the place where he fell, and Zhai Xingchen had not yet returned.

Hu Tianxiang was a little worried, for fear that he would have an accident, and waited for another hour in anxiety, but Zhai Xingchen still didn't come back. He couldn't sit still, and walked around the house, not knowing where to go to find him.

Just as he was about to return to the auction house, Zhai Xingchen finally showed up, and as soon as he entered the door, he threw him a book, Hu Tianxiang looked down and saw that it was the "Secret Art of Making Puppets"!

"Big brother, you ...... How could this book be with you?" Hu Tianxiang was taken aback.

"Hehe, of course I took it, you sat in it for so long, and you asked for the book once, indicating that you needed it very much, and I took it back. Zhai Xingchen said with a smile.

Hu Tianxiang frowned slightly and said, "This ...... Is that good? They bought it for 68,000. ”

"You kid deserves to be from the Qingyun faction, and his style of action is upright and bright, but what about the result, where is the Qingyun faction now?" Zhai Xingchen sneered.

Hu Tianxiang was silent.

Zhai Xingchen sighed and said: "Brother Hu, you don't have to have too much psychological burden, if that person is a good person, I naturally won't take it, but he is an elder of the Demon Sect Haoran Sect, and he has done a lot of things to lose his conscience, and if I didn't kill him, he has already counted his shit luck, what is it to take a book? If you really can't figure it out, just treat it as if I sold it to you, and if you have money, you will return it to me." ”