"The old man bid three thousand and ten medium-grade spirit crystals!"

The old voice sounded again, still unslow, and did not seem to be angry because of the voice of Hua Xiyue and the young man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"My son bids three thousand one hundred and ten medium-grade spirit crystals!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the young man's clear voice sounded again.

"Three thousand one hundred and twenty medium-grade spirit crystals!"

After a moment of silence, the old man's voice sounded again, already mixed with a hint of anger.

"Three thousand two hundred and twenty medium-grade spirit crystals!"

The young man's voice is still not in a hurry!

"They're fighting!"

Hua Xiyue covered her mouth and snickered.

However, as soon as the words fell, a familiar majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Four thousand medium-grade spirit crystals!"

Jian Qingyu was shocked, stood up suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "The Three Saints of Jinhu Island!"

Jian Qingyu's fierce reaction also surprised Hua Xiyue, and she couldn't help but look at Jian Qingyu in surprise, she had never seen Jian Qingyu like this.

"Second brother, that person is the Three Saints of Jinhu Island that you have been looking for?"

Mei Lin looked at Jian Qingyu indifferently and asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded, sat down slowly again, and said in a deep voice: "I remember his voice, he must be one of the three saints of Jinhu Island!"

In the chaotic sea that day, Jian Qingyu rescued the three people of Dang Qianjin, but instead was attacked by the three saints of Jinhu Island and almost fell.

The cultivation realm believes in respecting the strong, and it is like this, if it were someone else, they might not care as much as Jian Qingyu, but since the great change in the Heavenly Peak back then, a knot has unconsciously appeared in Jian Qingyu's heart.

On weekdays, although Jian Qingyu is extremely sincere to his friends, bold and generous, he just can't accept betrayal, and the betrayal of the three saints of Jinhu Island has always been in Jian Qingyu's heart.

Cultivating the true cultivation of the mind, this knot makes Jian Qingyu move forward persistently and move forward, but it has also become a defect in his state of mind, and only he can eliminate it through various experiences.

But today's sword Qingyu obviously can't do it, and the only way is to fall on the three saints of Jinhu Island!

There was also silence in the auction hall, and many people's eyes were looking at Box No. 1, and even the old voice and the young man were silent.

Four thousand medium-grade spirit crystals, that is, forty high-grade spirit crystals, buying such a high-grade spiritual weapon as the Shui Yun Hairpin at this price is a bit of a loss!

However, for the three saints of Jinhu Island, although they are distressed, it is also worth it, with their cultivation and status, it is rare to see a high-grade spiritual weapon on weekdays, and it is not a small luck to be able to buy one!

Shu Qingya is also a Hui quality Lanxin, her eyes swept over the seventeen boxes, and then her eyes stopped on the first box, and said with a soft smile: "This guest bid four thousand medium-grade spirit crystals, the highest bid, this high-grade spirit weapon water cloud hairpin will be his!"

In the No. 1 box, hearing Shu Qingya's announcement, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, a faint smile appeared on their faces, turned their heads to look at Yiting on their right, and said with a smile: "With this high-grade spiritual weapon, the strength of the third sister can be stronger!"

"Thank you, big brother!"

Yiting smiled charmingly and said quickly.

After the auction of the water cloud hairpin, it was sent back to the backstage by the two beautiful women, and at the same time, two more beautiful women walked out slowly and stopped beside Shu Qingya.

The red silk was revealed, and inside the white jade tray was a palm-sized red jade plate.

"This is a fifth-grade low-level defensive spirit array 'Fire Cloud Array' array disk!"

Shu Qingya smiled and said: "This array is enough to easily resist the attack of the master of the early stage of immortality, and the reserve price is three hundred top-grade spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than ten top-grade spirit stones each time!"

"Three hundred and ten top-grade spirit stones!"

"I'm out of three hundred and two!"

"Three hundred and five!"

......

Contrary to the first lot, this time, many casual cultivators in the auction hall competed for bids, but the box in the back was quiet.

One by one, the auction items were exhibited one after another, and the atmosphere of the auction continued to rise, and in the blink of an eye, two hours passed quietly.

"Next is the fifty-seventh auction item, a water attribute mid-grade spiritual artifact 'Xiaoxiang Fan'!"

Shu Qingya smiled and said: "This Xiaoxiang fan is also a rare good product among medium-grade spirit weapons, the reserve price is eight hundred low-grade spirit crystals, and the price increase is not less than ten low-grade spirit crystals each time!"

"Deacon Wuhe's Xiaoxiang fan!"

In the No. 13 box, which had never been bid, the sturdy bald man Wu stood up slightly, looked at the Xiaoxiang fan in the white jade tray in surprise, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that the sword green jade is also in this auction venue!"

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there!"

On the same day, Wu Wei went to Yuanwei Island, and after being frightened by Hua Xiyue, he continued to look for the three saints of Jinhu Island, but he didn't want to, it took years, and there was no trace of Jian Qingyu and the three saints.

A few days ago, he heard that there was an auction on Wufeng Island, so he also came to join in the fun to see if there were any good things, but he didn't expect that he would see the Xiaoxiang fan of Wuhe!

"Brother Qingyu, this Xiaoxiang fan can be regarded as coming out, I will help you raise the price and buy a good price!"

In the ninth box, Hua Xiyue, who was bored, became energetic again, laughed coquettishly, and quoted loudly: "A thousand spirit crystals!"

"Xiaoxiang fan!"

"Xiaoxiang fan!"

"Xiaoxiang fan!"

The three saints of Jinhu Island were also slightly stunned, and then let out a low exclamation, and the three of them all stood up.

The eyes of the three of them slowly withdrew from the Xiaoxiang fan, and they glanced at each other, and their eyes showed surprise.

"Big brother, isn't that sword Qingyu dead!"

Huo Jiang's voice was a little shocked.

"He fell into the whirlpool of the chaotic sea!

Yiting's eyes couldn't help but show fear.

"How can you not die!"

Dang Qianjin gritted his teeth and said: "Since ancient times, falling into the whirlpool of the chaotic sea will definitely die, there has never been an exception, I heard that there was a scattered immortal who tried, but since then he has disappeared and never came out again!"

"Didn't he fall into the whirlpool in the first place, so he was lucky enough to save his life?"

Huo Jiang said in a low voice.

"It's impossible!"

Dang Qianjin shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The place where he fell that day was so big as the whirlpool, he had no reason to escape!"

"Then how could this Xiaoxiang fan of Wuhe appear at the auction!"

Yiting looked more and more frightened.

"Maybe it's another Xiaoxiang fan!"

Huo Jiang's brows slowly relaxed, and he smiled: "The Xiaoxiang Fan is just a medium-grade spiritual weapon, maybe that senior got the same material and re-refined it!"

"Well, that's more likely!"

Dang Qianjin nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Chaotic sea whirlpool, even if it is a scattered immortal master who falls in, he can't come out, let alone that sword green jade!"

"Third sister, is Jian Qingyu's flying sword still unable to recognize the master?"

"Yes, big brother!"

Yi Ting nodded: "I'm afraid that although that sword green jade fell into the whirlpool of the chaotic sea, it did not fall!"

"It's a pity that the big opportunity in the Yongxian Mansion!"

Huo Jiang's face gradually became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm lucky to have it, but I've lost my life!"

Dang Qianjin shook his head and sighed: "Since we missed the Yongxian Mansion, we only sigh that we have no chance with it!"

Soon, the Xiaoxiang fan was bought by a casual cultivator at the venue at the price of 1,500 lower-grade spirit crystals.

The auction items are becoming more and more precious, and even the monks in the box are making offers one after another, and Hua Xiyue is naturally the most frequent bidder.

She seemed to be very interested in everything, but she didn't seem to be very interested in anything, and when she was in the mood for it, she would bid several times, but in the end none of it was sold.

The three saints of Jinhu Island also bid several times, bought a pill and a magic circle jade plate, and they were very satisfied, and they gradually let go of the sudden appearance of the Xiaoxiang fan before.

After all, as they said, there are thousands of treasures in the cultivation realm, and there are many imitation magic weapons, such as Xiaoxiang fan, which is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, for some masters in the cultivation realm who are good at refining weapons, it is not difficult to refine it.

This Xiaoxiang fan may be something from Wuhe, but it is more likely to be another Xiaoxiang fan!

The cultivation realm has existed for countless years, and there are many cases of the same magic weapon appearing, and there are more precious magic weapons than this, and there are more coincidences than this, but there is no one who can come out again after falling into the whirlpool of the chaotic sea.

Compared with the two, they naturally believe that this Xiaoxiang fan is just another medium-grade spiritual weapon!

Just when the three saints of Jinhu Island almost let go of this matter, the eyes of the three of them were once again focused on a purple long sword on the white jade tray on the auction table.

"Thunder Sword!"

The three of them stood up in unison and said in unison!