"If a good position is occupied by someone else! The cultivation resource keys collected over the years may not be sold out!"

"No! I'm going to have to get enough I'm going to get enough of it this time. ”

"Yes! In this modern ghost world, cultivation is getting more and more difficult. Without the support of the spiritual fluid, I really can't hold on!"

......

The voices of the crowd were full of urgency, anxiety, and excitement...... All kinds of complex emotions, like mortals rushing to the market, poured into the hull like a tide.

This Dragon Island giant ship has a huge space, Ye Zhou followed the flow of people into it, and found that there were as many as three floors in its internal area.

On the top floor is a hall for the auction, large enough to accommodate 10,000 people, with rows of rooms in the middle for people to live and rest, and at the bottom is a wide square.

As soon as Ye Zhou entered the third floor, he saw that there were people setting up stalls on both sides of the road, which was very similar to ordinary bazaars, except that the stalls were not set up by mortals, but by cultivators.

Above the square, there is a sea of people.

It was also quite difficult for Ye Zhou to walk in it.

There were more or less cultivators standing on each stall, bargaining with each other, and it was a lively scene.

These legendary fireworks that do not eat the world have become philistines at this moment.

Cultivators are also human beings, and the reason why they are indifferent is only because most of the things in the world have never been seen by them.

If they encounter something they desire, they will not give it away.

There was everything on the stalls, strange and far beyond ordinary people's expectations, witch villains who performed the art of disgust, toads with three legs, and paper people who danced spontaneously......

These are all extraordinary items refined by cultivators, with some strange powers, although they look strange, but they are not even magic weapons, and Ye Zhou will not look at these in his eyes.

After some observation, he found that these stalls were all traded in spiritual liquid.

Obviously, in the modern cultivation realm, the spiritual liquid that sustains cultivation is naturally the strongest hard currency.

Most of these people who set up stalls to buy and sell are in the early stage of real people, and their cultivation is not high, and some even only refine the true yuan, and the things they sell can be imagined, cheap and not good.

Ye Zhou didn't think that he was the kind of child of destiny, and he could find any rare treasures in these defective products.

Since leaving Donghai City, he has gradually entered the modern cultivation realm, in which he has encountered several dangers, risks and gains coexist, and his value is also very high.

The most precious are the two magic weapons, although he can't use them now, they are also rare treasures and cannot be sold.

And the magic weapons on his body have reached more than thirty, most of which can be sold.

The magic weapon lies in the essence and no more.

Most of these artifacts were obtained from the strongholds of Hades, and they were brought out of the tombs, mutilated, and unusable.

He could just sell them in exchange for other much-needed cultivation resources.

Ye Zhou didn't plan to set up a stall here, this speed was too slow, and it was really a delay in time.

His plan was to sell his magic weapon in one go, even if the price was discounted, it didn't matter, these were already windfalls, and it was not a loss to lose a little spiritual liquid to gain more cultivation time.

And in this Dragon Island giant ship, the only one who has the ability to swallow this pile of magic weapons is Yun Mengze Auction.

Ye Zhou walked straight in the direction where the auction was located.

As he walked, he sensed that the air was filled with a breath that penetrated his heart and spleen, and as he breathed, it turned into cold energy and entered his body.

"Aura!" Ye Zhou's heart moved, he didn't expect that there were still remnants of heaven and earth aura in this Dragon Island space, this should be the result of the internal formation, but I don't know how to do it.

He walked without stopping, and soon walked through the door of the auction, where he was greeted from afar by a young man in a Taoist robe, with a calm but repulsive smile on his face.

"This fellow Daoist, the auction will only start in seven days, you are too early now!" Seeing Ye Zhou's face, the young man in the Dao robe thought that he was not clear about the rules of this place for the first time, and explained as a matter of course.

"I know this!" Ye Zhou said lightly, "I'm not here to buy things, but to sell things!"

"Selling things?" the young man in the Dao robe turned strange, "Fellow Daoist, although Yun Mengze Auction also buys and sells other things. But some rare things, ordinary things will not be collected!"

He thought that Ye Zhou didn't know the situation, so he patiently explained.

Ye Zhou was noncommittal, and said calmly: "What if it's a magic weapon?"

"Magic weapon?" the young man in the Taoist robe was startled.

"That's good! a lot of magic weapons!" Ye Zhou accentuated his tone.

"Please!" The face of the young man in the Taoist robe also became serious, and he stretched out his hand to signal and lead the way ahead.

Ye Zhou followed closely and walked towards the inside of the auction venue.

While leading the way, the young man in the Taoist robe secretly looked at Ye Zhou, and found that he was only a mid-stage cultivator of a real person, and he felt strange in his heart.

It stands to reason that a monk of this kind of cultivation usually only has two or three magic weapons in his hands, how dare this person boast that he has a large number of magic weapons, where does he have the confidence?

The young man in the Taoist robe was full of confusion, now the major sects in the cultivation realm have never heard of such a person, he is not a disciple of a famous family, how did he come to be so valuable?

Everything is in doubt.

But Ye Zhou said it well, he could only suppress the confusion in his heart for the time being, anyway, it would be clear whether it was true or false later.

The young man in the Taoist robe led Ye Zhou directly into a secret room, and then he said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, this is a place specially used for the appraisal of magic weapons in this auction, there is no interference from outsiders, you can take out the magic weapons, I will identify them one by one and give a fair price!"

"Okay!" Ye Zhou looked around and found that there was nothing else unusual, so he nodded slowly.

He took the storage bag in his hand, and the true yuan poured into it, and it fell abruptly.

The young man in the Taoist robe looked at this scene with a smile on his face, and the next moment his face changed drastically and became extremely exciting.

Bang bang bang!

Various utensils such as dumplings fall from the storage bag and pile up into a small mountain in a short time.

Each one of them is full of spiritual power, and there is no doubt that they are all magic weapons, and at first glance there are as many as thirty or forty pieces.

So many magic artifacts are piled together, emitting different lights, illuminating the surroundings with psychedelic light, which is dazzling.

The spirit machine escaped into the air, and the energy with different attributes was mixed together, twisting the air in the void into a ball, sometimes cold as ice, sometimes hot as fire, sometimes violent as the wind......

How precious are ritual weapons?

Boy!

This man took out so much, it was like not wanting a single look at the ichor.

After the young man in the robe was stunned, his gaze at Ye Zhou became extremely strange, as if to say, "Are you in the magic weapon clearance sale?"