Fan Xiaodong sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands were touched, a strange handprint formed in front of him, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was balanced and powerful.

With the entry of the gas, Fan Xiaodong's face also showed joy, and his face also exuded a warm luster, the feeling of exhaustion on his body disappeared in an instant, and Fan Xiaodong's handsome face also showed a pleased smile, and he continued to close his eyes tightly, the strange handprints on his fingertips did not move at all, and continued to maintain his cultivation.

A ray of sunlight entered the window, and the temperature in the room began to rise gradually.

After cultivating the last week, Fan Xiaodong slowly opened his eyes that had been closed all night, although after a night of hard work, Fan Xiaodong's face did not show any tiredness, it was a bright and fresh morning, small clouds in the light blue and clear sky with a small white Lang, crystal dew drops were sprinkled on the grass stems and leaves, the spider webs were stained with dew, and they were shining like silver.

It's been three days, and during these three days, Fan Xiaodong has been cultivating in the house.

Fan Xiaodong turned over and got out of bed, opened the door, and found that Tian Yuanzi was waiting in front of his forehead door at some point.

Fan Xiaodong smiled embarrassedly.

"If you don't come out again, I'm going to go in and call you!" Tian Yuanzi greeted Fan Xiaodong as soon as he saw him.

"Cultivate, forget the time, it's not too late!"

"Don't worry, our vouchers have special treatment, you can enter at any time, and you don't have to queue at all!"

"That's good!" Fan Xiaodong is most afraid of queuing, as soon as he queues, it is boundless, and he doesn't move a step for half a day.

Walking out of the attic, Fan Xiaodong found that there were already many people on the street at this time, and there were several pairs of people, and at a glance, he knew that Lu Dao was from Xuantian Sect and Qingshui Gate.

For on their collars were embroidered the emblems of these sects.

Fan Xiaodong, under the leadership of Tian Yuanzi, went directly to the auction house.

After walking for about an hour, Fan Xiaodong saw a splendid attic in front of him, although it was two stories high, it was higher than some three-story attics.

And I saw it from afar, two big-character business alliances.

The weight of these two words represents everything, and no one dares to make trouble in the place of the business alliance.

Don't talk about the rest, let's just say that Shangmeng will not do your business from now on, I'm afraid you will be choked enough in this life, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough again.

Of course, if you have the same opportunities as Fan Xiaodong, and have a treasure against the sky like Qiankun Ding, you can also cultivate without Shang Alliance.

But not everyone can be the same as Fan Xiaodong.

Needless to say, every auction is crowded, and this time is no exception, and the same is true at Shangmeng Auction House at this time.

These monks are all lined up in an orderly manner, of course, if someone is not honest and waits on the sidelines, staring at the two tiger-eyed foundation building period guards, they will not be able to make a move.

Some people will ask, what if the monks of the Jindan period are not honest? What is the matter with these two opponents in the foundation building period?

In fact, this is simple, and those who can cultivate to the Jindan stage are all dragons and phoenixes in the world, who will look for death and break ground on Tai Sui's head, isn't that a lamp in the toilet?

Even if there is really such a superlative, then rest assured, there are two hidden masters in this attic?

After Fan Xiaodong and Tian Yuanzi showed their credentials, they quickly entered it.

It was already crowded at this time, and no one paid attention to the entry of the two, although the credentials of Fan Xiaodong and Tian Yuanzi were not noble.

But the grade is not low, it is actually in the fifth seat of the third row, and Tian Yuanzi is sitting next to Fan Xiaodong.

Fan Xiaodong found that the layout of this auction house was different from that in the cultivation realm, the space inside was huge, and it was obvious that some advanced meson formation was used, and it was like a square, just a sunken square.

The auction table is located in the center at the bottom, and the VIP room is in a private room suspended in the top space.

It was very noisy in the auction house, Fan Xiaodong frowned slightly, closed his ears, and came quietly with his eyes closed.

After about half an hour, Tian Yuanzi on the side touched Fan Xiaodong, and Fan Xiaodong opened his eyes and opened the seal on his ear.

At this time, Fan Xiaodong found that all the vacant seats in the auction house were full, and on his right, that is, the fourth seat, sat an old man.

The old man didn't have much flesh all over his body, and he was as thin as an old osprey. But the seemingly tanned face, the short gray beard was particularly spiritual, the pair of deep-set eyes were particularly bright, and his white beard fluttered on his chest, like wisps of snowflakes flying.

As if sensing that Fan Xiaodong looked at him again, the old man turned around and smiled at this Fan Xiaodong, revealing two rows of white teeth, which was in stark contrast to his face.

At this time, on the auction table, a beautiful woman appeared. Look at her bending her waist to take a slight step, showing her wrist in the light yarn. The eyes are full of spring water, and the jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin is obliquely inserted on the head. The fragrant jade is tender and delicate, and the fingers are like cutting the root of the onion, such as containing Zhu Dan, and the smile is moving.

With each flicker of her longing, sultry eyes, her long, slightly upturned eyelashes fluttered up and down.

The voice like a silver bell sounded slowly: "Fellow Daoists, the little girl Yiying, welcome to the Shangmeng Auction House!

"Today's first treasure is a Sparrow Spirit Sword, which is made of the feather rod of the fourth-level demon beast Golden Feather Sparrow Spirit plus a thousand years of silver iron, black ice, and red copper, which is the only work created by heaven and man. When the sword is cast, the Yuan Infant is refined, and the Yuan God holds the furnace. The sword-casting master Tianyanzi worked hard to refine this sword with all his disciples. After the sword is formed, it triggers a vision!"

As soon as Yi Ying finished speaking, he took out a rectangular box from the purse-like things on his waist, and as soon as the box was opened, he saw the general color of gold and jade inside, with cold and cold air, if he didn't use the aura to protect his body, he was afraid that the ice qi would enter the body, which was unimaginable, and he was born with a power, if he was not in a good mood, he was easy to fall into it.

After Fan Xiaodong came back to his senses, he couldn't help but be surprised, and secretly said in his heart: "If it is really a good sword, I am afraid that it has already reached the thing of the spirit treasure, but it is the acquired spirit treasure!"