Lu Lao whetted the appetite of many monks, and then he opened the brocade box, took the red cloth covering it, and took out a piece of something like a stone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Illuminated by the top night pearl on the rooftop, this stone-like thing turned out to be a strange token-shaped thing in the shape of a diamond.

The blue-gray stones, the edges of the lines seem to be born long, and there is no trace to check. In the middle of the stone was carved an even more strange text, which was not recognized by any of the nearly 100 monks present.

"What is this?"

"But it's not like the sect's classics, this thing seems to be a stone, and the transfer order is a wooden ......."

"This thing can't be fake, the tokens I've seen in Wolong City Fang City are not ten but eight. ”

"Hahaha, Baibao Pavilion also has a time to be fooled!"

As soon as the thing came out, there was a commotion at the bottom, some guessed, some doubted, and some monks thought that this thing was a fake, and the Hundred Treasure Pavilion was actually deceived.

Seeing this scene, Lu Lao hurriedly coughed twice, pulling everyone's attraction back over.

"It is suspected that a token of a certain monument, please see, this stone is not made of gold or jade, according to the old man's guess, it is very likely to be made of deep-sea ink stone produced in the deep sea of the sea of innocence, and it will not rot for 10,000 years. Seeing that everyone was looking at the stones in their hands strangely, Lu Lao couldn't help but say loudly:

"Moreover, the words on this stone block are not the words recorded in the classics of the various races or sects in the Xiangang Continent today, it may be the words of a powerful race ten thousand years ago, but it is now impossible to explore. ”

According to the owner of this object, their ancestor was originally a Jindan monk, and this thing is the relic of that Jindan monk. Although it is a historical material, it is very hard, and our shop has asked the three foundation building monks to rely on the magic weapon to strike at this object with all their might, but they cannot leave any traces on this object. ”

After two pauses, many monks in the audience were not very interested, only a few monks were frowning and thinking, guessing the origin of this object.

With a bitter smile in his heart, to be honest, this thing was received before a stick of incense, and the seller decided to exchange it for a high-level magic weapon, which made the people of Baibao Pavilion entangled.

They don't know where this thing came from, but the year alone is more than a thousand years old, but they are not sure if it is a random graffiti of a thousand years ago.

There is no other reason, the three Zhangyan shopkeepers of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion can't feel any spiritual power on this thing, and it is impossible to exchange a high-level magic weapon for this thing, if it is found to be a fake later, then all the losses will be borne by themselves.

In addition, the owner of the goods has been urging, and in desperation, he can only use this item as the final finale item and exchange it for what the owner needs at the auction.

"This thing can't be priced in this pavilion, and the owner himself can't show up because he offended a certain force, but he said that this thing is only exchanged for a high-level magic weapon, and it must be a high-level defensive magic weapon!"

Lu Lao glanced at the people with different eyes and said loudly.

After Lu Lao finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the audience, and no one bid within thirty breaths.

"Old Lu, you Baibao Pavilion don't know what this thing is, so wouldn't it be a big loss if we bought it if it was a fake. ”

At this time, someone in the audience suddenly asked loudly.

Lu Lao looked up and saw that it was one of the people in the Diyan Sect, so he had to reply: "Buying and selling items is only based on personal vision, my Hundred Treasure Pavilion is just providing a platform for everyone, and anything that happens after that has nothing to do with my Hundred Treasure Pavilion!"

"It's very likely that this thing is fake, whoever buys it will suffer a loss!" The Diyan Sect's disciple's eyes changed, and he scolded: "Who is this thing, if you want to exchange it for a high-level magic weapon or a defensive magic weapon, your brain was kicked by a demon beast!"

In the Zheng Guo cultivation realm, the cultivation materials are extremely scarce, and the cultivation of monks is generally not high, which leads to the inflated prices of Zheng Guo's cultivation realm.

The price of an ordinary low-grade magic weapon is probably between ten lower-grade spirit stones and fifty lower-grade spirit stones, and the price of a medium-grade magic weapon is at least more than a hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

As for the high-level magic weapons, those were all magic weapons used by the foundation building monks and even the Jindan monks, and the qi cultivation monks could not obtain them at all.

At the same time, defensive magic weapons of the same level are more expensive than ordinary magic weapons of the same level!

In other words, if the things exchanged by the owner of this stone are converted into lower grade spirit stones, at least 1,300 pieces will be needed!

Just ask the monk present who can carry so many low-grade spirit stones with him, even if it is a high-level defensive magic weapon, it is impossible to casually change a stone that he doesn't know at all!

"Old Lu, this thing is really hard to estimate, I am willing to exchange a low-level attack magic weapon and a low-level flying magic weapon for this thing, it's good. One of the several foundation-building monks sitting in the front row of the monks suddenly said, this person was bald and broad-faced, and his face was very fierce.

"It turned out to be the majestic Yue Xiong brother of the Tiger Xiong Sect, I'm really embarrassed, the owner of this thing said that he only exchanged it for a high-level defensive magic weapon, a middle-level flying magic weapon plus five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and other things will no longer be exchanged!"

After hearing Lu Lao's words, everyone's eyes kept flashing. The clever people had already relied on Lu Lao's words to guess that the main cultivation of this thing was probably between the late stage of Qi cultivation and the peak of Qi training, and there was a very small chance of reaching the foundation building period.

As we all know, the flying magic weapon is the most spiritually power-consuming magic weapon, and this person said that it is best to exchange it for a high-level defensive magic weapon, as well as a medium-level flying magic weapon plus five hundred low-grade spirit stones. It proves that this person can barely use two kinds of magic weapons, and the monk monk who can use these two magic weapons is at least in the late stage of Qi training!

"Cough, Old Lu!" At this time, only one person from the Yuanyang Sword Sect stood up, and everyone saw that it was the Yuanyang Sword Sect's Jiaozi who had just spent more than 400 low-grade spirit stones to buy two thunderous pieces, Xu Shu!

"Xu Gongzi is good. Lu Lao hurriedly gave up his hand, as the strongest Yuanyang Sword Sect in the entire cultivation realm, it was enough to make him, a native of Zheng Guoren, respect.

"I don't know if the owner of this thing can meet, if it's really inconvenient, please tell this owner that my Yuanyang Sword Sect is willing to protect the owner and leave. I think, in Zheng Guo, no monk has dared to be presumptuous in front of my Yuanyang Sword Sect!"

As soon as Xu Shu's words fell, there were bursts of inhalation around him, and even the eyes of the foundation building monks at the front changed slightly.

"My Earth Yan Sect is also willing to protect the safety of the owner, there are two Zhuji elders in my sect who are in the territory of Zheng State, if you agree, I will immediately send a letter to let the two elders come!"

Everyone was shocked again, the means of this Earth Yan Sect were more prosperous than those of the Yuanyang Sword Sect. Two foundation building cultivators to protect one person was enough to compete with several late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators of the Yuanyang Sword Sect.

Lu Lao's face changed, and he hurriedly thanked him, and reflexively returned to the backyard to discuss with the owner.

But in less than a cup of tea, Lu Lao came up again, and said with an ugly face to the place where the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the Diyan Sect were staying: "Everyone, this owner still insists on the previous price, it must be a high-level defensive magic weapon or a middle-level flying magic weapon plus five hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

After speaking, even Xu Shu's eyes were a little gloomy, although he couldn't understand this thing, it was very likely that the elders within the Yuanyang Sword Sect would know it. Even if it's a fake, there is nothing to lose by myself and others.

He believed that the few disciples of the Diyan Sect who sang against him also thought so.

"I want this thing!" At this time, I saw a voice coming from the private room on the second floor, and a pink handkerchief-like magic weapon flew down from the second floor and fell into Lu Lao's hands.

Lu Lao took the magic weapon with both hands, and his face changed greatly.