Emperor Tingfeng is naturally cold to the end, Lan Po doesn't open his mouth here, he will definitely not open his mouth, pretending as if he doesn't know that the other party is a young man of the Lan family, in fact, Sima Qianqian doesn't say it, Emperor Tingfeng really doesn't know that this person is the son of the Lan family.

The two subordinates who followed Lan Po finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly destroyed the sound transmission paper crane that was about to be released, and stared intently at their son.

It's just that Childe and a strange boy call each other brothers, and this matter shouldn't affect Childe! Even if the head of the family knows, it shouldn't be the child's friend.

The auction was quiet, and the auctioneer immediately made a decision to conduct the auction, and the monk who had taken a fancy to what item was reserved for that round to start shouting.

The auction of the small auction is in full swing, and the monks who are following the deep valley outside are sweating profusely, they must not be tricked!

After the man entered the auction, he never came out, although occasionally there was a monk who was not interested in the auction items and came out, but unfortunately he was famous and shared, and he would not be disguised.

Emperor Tingfeng took a fancy to a bamboo flute that was refined very fancy, similar to a storage space, and the main material was indeed made of bamboo, and it also had the function of a weapon.

As soon as the auction opened, it was 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and this price scared the cultivators, and at the same time, it also ensured the maximum value of the bamboo flute.

Don't look at the 100,000 low-grade spirit stones is just a small amount, if someone shouts the price and floats up, maybe it will have to be auctioned for a sky-high price.

The bamboo flute was initially placed in obscurity in a metal disc, and before it was introduced, few people really noticed it.

However, Emperor Tingfeng noticed the bamboo flute from the beginning, although he was not sure what it was for, he still planned to shoot it first, anyway, he was useless and could give it away.

The spirit stones in the emperor's storage bag can be said to be an inexhaustible quantity, and God knows that every time he loses Linglong, he always likes to pack him with some good things.

The storage bag with God listening to the wind is a life-sustaining gift, and the space inside is so large that it can be compared with heaven and earth, as if it was another divine thought of Emperor Tingfeng.

Therefore, after learning that Emperor Tingfeng had such a storage bag, Gong Yi Linglong liked to send any good things to Emperor Tingfeng, and even his own collection room was demolished.

Emperor Tingfeng is not afraid that his spirit stone is not enough at all, nor is he afraid that other monks will rob him, anyway, his image is not often used, who can find him when he goes out.

As soon as the old man of the auction finished introducing the bamboo flute, the emperor directly shouted the price when he heard the wind, doubled it and said, "Two hundred thousand spirit stones." ”

Emperor Tingfeng was not interested in the items auctioned at the beginning, and Sima Qianqian thought that Emperor Tingwang couldn't look at anything!

Seeing that Emperor Tingfeng began to shout the price, Sima Qianwu made up his mind that he must take a picture of the bamboo flute for Emperor Tingfeng, no matter what its use was.

Sima Qianqian didn't know that after the bamboo flute was photographed by him using blue pober, it was useless for Emperor Yu to listen to the wind, and finally lost it to Sima Qianqian.

"Three hundred thousand spirit stones. Lan Po saw the people around him shouting the price, and he followed the price with great interest, and all the cultivators who wanted to shout the price next to him stopped silent.

Didn't these two brothers just now! Why did they look like they were going to fight in the blink of an eye, fighting for a few things?

Where could Emperor Tingfeng guess Sima Qianshi's thoughts, and thought that Lan Po wanted the bamboo flute himself, so as soon as Sima Qianqian's voice fell, Emperor Tingfeng added another 100,000 low-level spirit stones.

Mo said that the other monks, even the old man of the auction was also stunned, he naturally saw the part of Lan Po and Emperor Tingfeng communicating just now.

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones. The monk in an unknown corner shouted, looking like the childcare of the auction.

Emperor Tingfeng glanced at Lan Po, made a continuation gesture to him, and stopped talking.

Sima Qianqian secretly said in his heart that it was bad, he shouldn't be so direct, he should wait until the last shout.

"600,000 spirit stones!"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

"A million!"

"One million and one million!"

"Two million spirit stones!" I don't know which one of the wronged people directly added nine hundred thousand spirit stones, so that everyone who shouted the price looked at it together.

The man was a middle-aged man, he was quite good-looking, his face was clean and beardless, and when he saw the cultivators looking over, he immediately shrunk his neck.

Where do the cultivators still don't understand, this person thinks that it is the trust of the auction, and he is also too anxious, and he actually added so many spirit stones directly, it is strange that others do not suspect it.

The old man of the auction glanced at the middle-aged monk with a dark look, and then continued to shout counting, and when he shouted twice, Sima Qianqian raised his card again.

"Three million spirit stones!"

Good guy, this is a more ruthless master, and he directly added a million spirit stones, and the monks next to him are afraid that they will not be able to take out a total of three million spirit stones.

That is to say, their Lan family has a lot of materials, and they spend three million to buy a bamboo flute for storage space.

If I changed to other monks, I am afraid that I will come up with some materials at will, and find a refining master to refine the bamboo flute that is stronger than this one, and there are many spiritual stones in others, and it can afford to burn it.

As soon as Lan Po's three million spirit stones were exported, all the cultivators were silent, it seemed that Lan Gongzi was bound to get the bamboo flute, and at this time, the pen would follow and shout.

This is not deliberately offending their Lan family! As long as they are not stupid, they will not appear at this juncture.

The fat monk who was unhappy with Lan Po just now, he wanted to shout along, but he just didn't like Lan Po, but before he could make a sound, he was forcibly covered by a person next to him.

"Three million spirit stones once! Three million spirit stones twice, and no one will continue to increase the price!" The old man at the auction raised his eyes and glanced around, before he continued: "Three million spirit stones are sold." ”

"Congratulations to this son, this bamboo flute is yours. The auctioneer nodded to Lan Po, indicating that he could pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other.

Lan Po winked at his subordinates, and one of them walked up to the stage, handed a storage bag to the auctioneer, took three million spirit stones, collected the bamboo flute, and came back.

Lan Po took the bamboo flute, and didn't take a closer look at it at all, as if it was an inconspicuous thing, and casually threw it to Emperor Tingfeng next to him.

Emperor Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, looked at Lan Po, and looked at the other party with a puzzled expression, as if he was silently asking him what he meant.

"Don't you like it!" Lan Po smiled generously and said, "Since you like it, Brother Wei will naturally get it for you, be happy!"

Lan Po said this, as if he and Di Tingfeng had known each other for hundreds of years, and the familiar tone sounded unambiguous at all, and the gift was very atmospheric.

The eyes of the two subordinates who followed Lan Po almost didn't stare at Emperor Tingfeng, what is the origin of this young man, he can actually get the love of their son.