Kang Yi, who opened his eyes on the second day, saw that seventy or eighty percent of the seats around him were occupied, and there were monks coming in one after another, and there were thousands of seats here that seemed to be unable to satisfy the monks who came. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The wait was long and long, and when they could see the sun rising over the crater, four monks in purple coats descended from the top and stopped at the fence near the crater, one in each direction.

When the monks sitting around saw that four monks from the foundation building period had come from Chaoyang Sect to maintain order, the entire auction hall immediately fell silent.

Seeing that the auction was about to start, Kang Yi opened his eyes again and looked around, this place was full, and there were more than a hundred monks standing behind him, not to mention the great influence of the auction house here.

Just when Kang Yi was still looking around, Jin Wan'er beside her whispered to Kang Yi:

"Brother Kang doesn't seem to know why there are so many people here?"

"Oh, I'd like to hear about it," Kang Yi asked with interest.

"Hehe, do you want to know? I won't tell you, I'll see for myself," Jin Wan'er said with a smile.

Hearing this, Kang Yi's face turned pale, and he glanced at Jin Wan'er, and looked at the place in front of him.

I saw that there was a hollow patio in the middle of the fence in front of me, that is, the corridor where the magma flowed outward, and at this time, young leaves grew on the wooden fence in the time of the small meeting, and then it grew faster and faster, and in just a few breaths, a vine with the thickness of a person's wrist grew.

This is true of all the fences, where all the vines were originally coiled on the fence, and if there is something that attracts all the vines towards the center of the 'patio', just a small half of tea is made in the middle of the 'patio' with a rattan net, like a cradle bed hung up.

Just when everyone thought it was over, another layer of ice formed on the vines, and the entire surface instantly became smooth and flat.

After doing all this, a woman from the top level of Qi cultivation came down from the top layer, and this woman happened to be the one who received Kang Yi yesterday.

"First of all, thank you all for coming, thank you for your support of our auction," the woman standing on the ice began to speak loudly after taking a breath.

As soon as these words came out, the entire auction hall became excited, as if the surrounding atmosphere was lively, and with the voice of the winding beam echoing throughout the auction hall,

"My surname is Fei, I am the host of this auction, so I won't say much more, so as not to waste everyone's time, first of all, the first treasure collected in this auction house"

As soon as the voice of the woman surnamed Fei inside fell, the four monks who had originally stopped around the foundation building period stretched out their palms and slowly pushed them out towards the middle at the same time, and a rippled water wave formed a sphere, completely enveloping the woman in the middle, it seemed that it was to prevent someone from doing something unwise.

As soon as the water waves formed, the woman surnamed Fei had already taken out a thin sword and explained.

"This sword is called the sound willow sword, it is made with the tendons of the cracked sound snake and the heart of the willow tree, although these two things are ordinary, but this cracked sound snake is a demon beast with more than 900 years of cultivation, this demon beast is about to turn into a jiao, otherwise there will be no tendon in the body, and the heart of this willow tree is even more unusual, this willow tree has three thousand years old, but it may be that God does not allow the existence of this violation of numerology, so it is extinguished with thunder, although the tree turned into charcoal afterwards, but there is still a trace of vitality in the roots, waiting for the right time this tree will open the second spring, this second thing is that trace of vitalityThe woman opened her mouth and introduced this thing in a loud way.

As soon as these words came out, they aroused the reaction of the monks around them, and they knew how much it was worth when they were about to turn into a snake, not to mention the heart of the willow tree.

The woman watched with satisfaction the effect of the stirring, and then added.

"Originally, the combination of these two things can be completely refined into a high-grade flying sword, but because the refiner did not check for a while, it was lowered to a level, this thing can be used by monks with two attributes of wood, and it is the best in a medium-grade flying sword, and I hope you don't miss this opportunity, the starting price is forty spirit stones. ”

"Forty-five spirit stones" As soon as the woman surnamed Fei finished speaking, a voice came from behind Kang Yi.

"Forty-Eight Spirit Stones"

"Fifty Spirit Stones"

"Fifty-Three Spirit Stones"

One voice after another came.

Kang Yi still doesn't have a specific understanding of the medium-grade spiritual weapon, just looking at these monks who have entered the crazy bidding.

"Sixty-five spirit stones" A voice came from the opposite side of Kang Yi, and the voice should be a woman, but wearing a mask I am not sure.

As soon as the masked woman said this, she repelled many of the monks who were asking for the price.

You must know that a normal medium-grade spirit weapon is only about fifty spirit stones, and although this thing is extraordinary, sixty-five spirit stones have reached the top of some people's hearts.

"Sixty-six spirit stones" A voice came from behind Kang Yi again, and it sounded like the person who was bidding for the first time.

"Hey, why is this Yi Mi so rich" A discussion came from not far away from Kang Yi.

Kang Yi looked back and saw that the person who was asking for the price was also wearing a cyan robe, and it seemed that he was a disciple of the Chaoyang Sect, but Kang Yi had never seen it once.

"Seventy Spirit Stones," the monk with the mask called out another price without hurrying.

"Seventy-one Spirit Stones" was the price that the Chaoyang Sect monk named Yi Mi called out after thinking for a while.

"Seventy-five spirit stones," as soon as these words came out, all the monks in the auction hall stared at the masked woman.

Yi Mi, who was not far behind Kang Yi, heard this voice and sat down with a decadent face, it seemed that he was not ready to bargain.

After staying at the price of seventy-five for a while, the woman surnamed Fei saw that there was no one around to ask the price, so she began to routinely ask three times, "Is there anything higher?"

After that, no one responded, but a medium-grade spirit weapon seventy-five spirit stone did not feel cost-effective.

Seeing that no one responded, the woman surnamed Fei determined the ownership of the sword.

Afterwards, a boy came out of the ice with a wooden plate covered with red cloth, and the woman put the thin willow sword that had just been auctioned off in her hand on it, and the boy spun around in place and disappeared in the same place.

And the buyer who had only sold seventy-five spirit stones was also led by a boy to the stone wall at the back.

When the woman surnamed Fei saw the boy leaving, she took out an object from her sleeve, which was a two-zhang long adult horse.

Seeing this, Kang Yi's heart trembled, the young horse on his sleeve had not yet been disposed of, it was not that Kang Yi was unwilling to sell, but that Kang Yi was now selling a young horse with the sixfold strength of Qi cultivation with the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi training, which inevitably made people suspicious, and Kang Yi was also unwilling to take this risk, and everything would wait until the sixth level of Qi training.

"I believe everyone still knows about this thing, yes, it is the unique Ma Lu of the Shenhai Desert in the west, the solid shell on this Ma Lu is the best choice for creating a medium-grade spirit armor, and the more fortunate refiners may be able to create a high-grade spirit armor, this Ma Lu has only twelve pieces of black armor in his life, that is, he can create twelve spirit armors, of course, this is only theoretical," the woman surnamed Fei said jokingly.

However, it is also amused by some of the following refiners, you must know that for a normal practitioner, the success rate is only thirty percent, or to create your own familiar spirit weapons, for unfamiliar spirit weapons are estimated to be only one percent.

"Everyone also knows that a normal medium-grade spirit armor is worth between forty and fifty spirit stones, so I have to calculate how many spirit stones there are," the woman surnamed Fei raised her hand in front of everyone and counted it.

This naturally caused the monks around to laugh.

"Oh! there are too many, I can't even count them, anyway, I've never seen so much money in my life, okay, let's start bidding, the starting price is one hundred spirit stones, and each increase is not less than five spirit stones."

As soon as the woman surnamed Fei said this, she drank most of the monks.

"May I ask if the spirit armor on this horse land can be auctioned separately?" a monk who was not far from the fence hurriedly asked.

"No, as for the reason, it is inconvenient to explain," the woman surnamed Fei replied mechanically.

"One hundred and twenty spirit stones," said a monk in a ragged robe with a big eagle on his head, and after speaking, he snorted at the monk who had just asked the question, and the contempt in his eyes was obvious.

"One hundred and forty" A voice came from a corner, and the monks searched for the sound, only to see a monk dressed in aqua blue.

"It turned out to be Fan Deming, the famous refiner of the Feiyuan Sect," someone said in a novel voice.

"One hundred and sixty," shouted another monk in a blue robe. This person is the refiner in the Chaoyang Sect, as for the name, Kang Yi doesn't know, but he has seen it from afar before.

"Bai Zhiling, you are not afraid of losing you, one hundred and sixteen, when did you become a free laborer" The monk of the Fei Yuan Sect said unceremoniously.

"You don't care, you don't have any money..."

"Two hundred" Before the monk of the Chaoyang Sect could finish refutating, he was suppressed by this voice.

Everyone looked at the monk in ragged clothes with a big eagle on his head, as if no one knew him.

"Does this person really think that he can refine all twelve shell armors into spirit armor, or believe that he can practice high-grade spirit armor, otherwise these two hundred spirit stones will be a loss!"

The woman surnamed Fei on the field was quite calm, and when she saw that there were only people whispering and no one was bidding, she said:

"Two hundred spirit stones at a time..."

After shouting like this three times, no one answered, and it was finalized.

This auction lasted for nearly an hour, but the process of the intermediate auction was one after another, and the lively interest and atmosphere did not subside, and there was a momentum of longer and higher.