Master Mo raised his head as he spoke, with a faint look of pleading on his face.

And all this, Lin Xuan naturally saw it clearly, his eyebrows moved, and between his lips opened and closed, he had already performed the technique of sound transmission.

"It's okay to ask the old man to announce the treasure, but I hope that the Taoist friend will agree to a request. ”

"Fellow Daoists, please speak. ”

Master Mo did not hesitate to transmit the sound, but his heart was tight, and the other party also saw the current scene, should he not want to take advantage of the danger of others and use it as a threat.

Jing Buddha saw the other party's worries, Lin Xuan smiled, and his voice was extremely kind: "Daoist friends don't need to worry too much, the following request is not worth mentioning, but I just ask Daoist friends to give that piece of red cloth that isolates divine consciousness as an additive, and give it together." ”

"Hehe, I see, this is the master, the old man has done it, thank you so much. ”

Mo Zhen was overjoyed and said that the reason why this red cloth can isolate the divine consciousness is that it is made of a special kind of green silk, although it is rare, it will not be of much use in ordinary times, and at the cost of this, it is definitely a sure thing to make money and not lose money.

However, it seems that the buyer this time is not the big man who originally thought.

Mo Jian didn't know his identity, after all, when he entered the private room, the auction would be kept strictly secret for them, and the news of the big man, he also heard a little bit about it.

As long as he can solve the immediate crisis, he will naturally not explore the secrets of the guests.

The two reached an agreement, Mo Jianran's expression calmed down, and he coughed lightly, and the voice slowly reached everyone's ears:

"Since all the Taoist friends want to know what is in this tray, then the old man will feast everyone's eyes. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe, and a breeze blew through it, lifting the red cloth.

A broken scroll came into view, no more than a few minutes thick, only a little more than ten pages" and a little broken, and it was a long time ago.

"What is this?"

The eyes of the crowd widened, and their faces were full of confusion.

They are all immortal cultivators, and I don't know how many years I haven't seen such a thing as a book, after all, there are substitutes, and the jade tube is both convenient and can be preserved for a long time.

In the chalk of the private room, Lin Xuan's expression moved, and it was indeed the same situation that he saw with the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye.

In fact, he agreed to announce this thing, and he naturally had some consideration.

The red cloth that cut off the consciousness is a reason, but it doesn't stop there.

Using the technique of spiritual eyes, he almost cheated and saw the treasure of guessing the auction, and Lin Xuan knew in his heart that there were not many similar things in the immortal cultivation world.

Occasionally, "everything recorded in it is a valuable thing, so he will make a decisive move and take pictures of the treasure without hesitation."

But Lin Xuan didn't know its origin, so he also wanted to hear the auctioneer's explanation.

As for whether he will cause trouble because of this, he doesn't have to worry at all, he is in the private room, his identity is a mystery, and when he goes out, who knows that he took this thing by himself.

"Hehe, you don't have to be in a hurry, the old man will naturally explain the origin of this treasure, I think most of you here should have heard of the prestige of Master Womei. ”

Mo Zhen's slow voice came into his ears, and before the words fell, there was already an exclamation below.

"What, I heard you right, Master Lying Eyebrow. ”

"Could it be that he is talking about tens of thousands of years, the demon monk who is known as the first master in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

"Hmph, who else but the master?"

In addition to Lin Xuan's cultivation at these times, although he has also read a lot of classics bought from the Fang Market, "But after all, he is not a local immortal cultivator, it is impossible to make up all the knowledge in a short period of time, this is the prestige of this lying eyebrow master, but he has never heard of it, but from everyone's discussions, he also knows that Lu Dao is a great immortal cultivator."

It's just that this East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, among the many small interfaces in the spirit world, does not seem to be outstanding, and the gold content of the first master is still somewhat worth considering.

Before the thoughts in my mind could be turned, the following chattering continued to reach my ears.

"The master mentioned the monk of Womei, could it be that what is contained in this book is that the exercises he has cultivated are not successful?" A familiar voice came into his ears, but just now the fat man of Najia spoke, his face was full of nervousness, and his intestines were already blue with regret.

If I had known this, I should have continued to bid just now.

The expressions of the rest of the immortal cultivators were similar, and according to their guesses, what was contained in this book should be this thing.

However, as a buyer, Lin Xuan had a leisurely face, and his heart was much stronger than that of ordinary monks.

If it is really the practice of the Zen master who lies on the eyebrows, it should be used as the treasure of the finale, wouldn't this auction be a tyrannical thing, although his luck has always been good, but Lin Xuan still believes that pies will not fall from the sky.

Master Mo's voice slowly came into his ears.

"That's right, this is indeed the exercise that Womei's predecessors once practiced......"

Before the words fell, a breathing sound came into the ears, this time, it was not only Jia Fatzi, but a monk with a little net worth, one or two, regretting that his intestines were blue, hating himself for not shooting the treasure for what he was doing at that time, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was actually missed in vain.

Looking at the box where Lin Xuan was, his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

Of course, there are also a few old and serious people who have similar ideas to Lin Xuan.

Sure enough, just as all the monks were clamoring, Master Mo's voice came into his ears again: "All the Taoist friends are actually not too disappointed, although the cultivation techniques recorded in this classic are true, but they are not complete, just a part of the fragments. ”

"Fragments?"

Many immortal cultivators who were beating their chests listened to this, and they were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions were pleasantly surprised again.

If it's just a fragment, they don't have to be envious.

As a result, the inexhaustible exercises are ten out of ten **, and they can't be cultivated at all.

Second, even if you are lucky and can barely do it, this kind of exercise will be difficult, and it is almost a fool's dream to achieve something.

In other words, most of the other party's 30,000 medium-grade spars were hit in the water.

Not only did he not take advantage, but he was undoubtedly wronged.

The original envy has also turned into schadenfreude.

At this moment, the character of the immortal cultivator can be said to be hearty.

However, as the person concerned, Lin Xuan had never been ecstatic just now, and his expression at the moment was not at all frustrated, he was not arrogant in victory, he was not discouraged in defeat, whether he was taking advantage or suffering a loss, it was somewhat too early to draw conclusions now.

Anyway, the people had lost interest in this thing, and the auction would continue, and the maid put the silver plate and red cloth and the ancient books together in a small teleportation array, and then the cherry lips opened slightly, and a magic trick was hit.

In a flash of brilliance, the treasure had disappeared, and in the box where Lin Xuan was, there was also a small thing similar to a teleportation array.

The treasure appeared here.

This ingenious design is naturally extremely convenient, and it can also play the best role in keeping the identity of the parties confidential.

The auction was still going on, and at this moment, Lin Xuan naturally did not go to check the treasures, but with a flick of his sleeve robe, he put the sacrifices into the beard bag around his waist.

"Pure Yang True Iron, produced in the leyline fire cave, it is said that it can only be formed in 10,000 years, a piece here, weighing up to two catties, is an excellent material for refining fire attribute magic weapons, the reserve price is 50,000 spars, and each time the price increases, it shall not be less than two thousand. ”

Before the words fell, Lin Xuan changed color, this pure yang true iron had also heard of it when he was in the human world, but it was a legendary thing, but he didn't expect to see it in the auction not long after he came to the spirit world.

It was a fist-sized thing, originally dark black, but it was also fiery red, even from such a distance, Lin Xuan could feel the powerful fire spiritual power contained in it.

Such a big reputation is not to boast, if it is used to refine the treasure of the fire attribute, the value is definitely not trivial.

Therefore, Master Mo's voice, the sound of the price increase came to the ears.

"Fifty Thousand Flying"

"Fifty-two. ”

"Sixty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand!"

Its price has risen by more than half in a very short period of time.

The monks who participated in the bidding had cultivated their own fire-attribute exercises, and wanted to use them for their own use to create treasures.

There are also some store buyers, who buy this rare material back and make it into a finished product, and the price will definitely skyrocket a lot, and the profit in the middle is considerable.

Lin Xuan didn't participate in the bidding, although the pure yang true iron was good, he couldn't use it.

After about a cup of tea, this thing was bought by a black-robed immortal cultivator at a high price of 120,000 yuan, and Lin Xuan couldn't help but be secretly speechless when he heard it.

It seems that some concepts have changed, when he was in the human world, his worth was indeed far higher than that of ordinary immortal cultivators, and he was wealthy.

But the spiritual world is different, there are abundant resources here, and "rich people" abound, here, although the wealth you have cannot be said to be thin, but maybe when, you can also pop up a monk of the same rank who is richer than yourself.

"Black cloud soil, produced in the black cloud swamp, is a rare soil attribute material, and it is also suitable for refining and making treasures. ”

The auction item was delivered to the buyer, and another maid carried the tray up.

Master Mo spared no effort, first praised the treasures to be auctioned, and only after satisfying everyone's appetite did he say the reserve price.

"This time, the weight of the black cloud soil is also two catties, and the reserve price is 70,000 spars, and the price increase must not be less than 3,000 each time. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the monks below began to clamor for words.

"Is there any mistake, isn't this a pit man, Heiyun Tu, I remember the auction three months ago, it also appeared, and the weight was about the same as this time, and the transaction price of that time was only 30,000 spars, how to start the auction this time, it was so outrageous. ”

"Yes, that time, the old man is also there, although the value of the black cloud soil is not low, but in terms of the degree of treasure, it is not as good as the pure yang true iron. ”