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The fragment of this high-grade magic weapon looks like a jade pendant shattered into seven or eight petals, one of which is only the size of a thumb.

The whole body has an irregular shape, and there is not even a small hole.

It's not easy to carry, Ye Quan thought about it, let go of the matter for the time being, and then began to take out a hundred spirit stones as the old man in the blue robe said before, and then put them around this fragment, next to this thing.

Then, Ye Quan stretched out a finger and pressed it directly above the small piece of broken jade, and began to input a mana into it.

Immediately, this broken jade-like fragment emitted a white light, rolling up the surrounding spirit stones, and the hundred spirit stones immediately trembled slightly, and then turned into a milky white stream, which was sucked into the fragmented fragments.

Ye Quan was surprised to see it, and grabbed this thing in his hand, and then the surface of his body seemed to be wrapped in an invisible air mass......

After a while, Ye Quan wrapped this thing in a piece of tough animal skin, and then took out a tough string to tie a small piece of animal skin, and then hung it around his neck, lifted his clothes, and put the animal skin into the inner side of the personal demon beast skin armor again.

"From now on, my safety is finally guaranteed. Come to think of it, the huge ghost-faced phantom deity will not be so easy to find me no matter how easy it is. Hey. Ye Quan laughed lightly, and most of the shadows that had been suppressed for months finally dissipated, which made Ye Quan more confident in his future life.

At this moment, he had fully activated the power of this high-grade magic weapon fragment, and the epidermis of his body was completely wrapped in a thin layer of white inexplicable light film that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

It's a wonderful feeling, as if you can easily see others, but when others look at you, they will automatically filter your own existence, and instinctively want to ignore it.

Although Ye Quan didn't understand the principle of this layer of white millilight, this special feeling made this son more confident in the function of this white millilight to cover the soul brand.

For the consumption of one hundred and twenty spirit stones a day, although Ye Quan felt that it was also a very tricky matter, it was countless times easier than the fear that the old demon of Huadan might find his traces at any time before.

Soon, Ye Quan took a few deep breaths, adjusted his breathing, forcibly suppressed his impetuous emotions, and began to pay attention to the bidding situation of the last lot in the hall on the first floor.

The last lot is the fire lingzhi, Ye Quan is also determined to get this thing, but unfortunately, he has only more than 30,000 spirit stones left, even if all the magic weapons are exchanged, it is not safe to take this thing.

However, it should still be a try!

In the field, the bidding sentiment has been unprecedentedly high, and bidders have emerged one after another, from the beginning of 30,000 spirit stones, to 53,000 spirit stones.

Ye Quan felt a little headache about the offer of fifty-three thousand spirit stones. As a last resort, he gritted his teeth and pulled a red string next to the wooden chair, and after a while, he heard a knock at the door.

It was the guy from the early Kaiyuan period who walked in, Ye Quan whispered a few words to him, and the guy nodded and went out.

Soon, an old man in a blue robe walked into the VIP room, it was the one who had delivered the fragments of the magic weapon with Ye Quan before, the old man in the blue robe looked to be in his sixties, tall, with slender eyes, revealing a rather serious temperament.

Ye Quan didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out a few magic weapons from the storage bag, put them all on the table, and asked with a calm expression: "I don't know, how much can these magic weapons be valued, and whether they can be used for the spirit stones of the auction." ”

Ye Quan shook his hand and took out five magic weapons.

A small green sword magic weapon, obtained from Rui Gongzi, a disciple of the inner door of Lianjiabao.

A black flag-shaped ritual vessel and a plate of silk thread-shaped ritual vessels were obtained from He Qian, one of the two heroes of Fengcheng.

There is also a five-clawed hook-shaped magic weapon, which was obtained from another person among the two heroes of Fengcheng, He Kun.

The last one was given by Ye Quan's sworn sister, which was a token-shaped magic weapon.

At this moment, the auction is underway, and Ye Quan can't take care of it anymore, even if the auction house lowers the price, then he will admit it, after all, the fire lingzhi is more important to him.

Of course, Ye Quan will definitely not replace all the spirit stones with the five magic weapons, and now he just asks about the market first, and then makes a decision.

The blue-robed old man on the opposite side, after seeing Ye Quan, found that he could no longer see his cultivation clearly, and he faintly had a feeling that he wanted to ignore this person, and his heart suddenly sank.

It is known that the fragment of the high-grade magic weapon was stimulated by it. In his heart, he was so wasteful of spirit stones, and he immediately shook his head and sighed.

Of course, if he knew about the danger Ye Quan was facing, he probably wouldn't have felt so.

However, this matter has nothing to do with it.

He reined in his mood and immediately looked at the five magic weapons, which were indeed not less.

After all, the price of ordinary magic weapons will be at least more than five or six thousand spirit stones, even if they are all the worst magic weapons, the sum of five pieces is enough to have twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones.

Twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones is by no means a small amount for the blue-robed old man, but as an elder of the Shuixiu Auction House and a treasure connoisseur, he has seen so many scenes.

Even if it was a situation where one person took out one or twenty magic weapons at once, although it was rare, he had seen it.

Therefore, the scene of five or six magic artifacts is nothing to him.

Soon, the blue-robed old man finished identifying the four magic weapons, and when he looked at the fifth, the silk-like magic weapon, his face suddenly changed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes to look at the young man again, his eyes immediately changed a lot.

It was a look of equality with a little jealousy, Ye Quan glanced at the blue-robed old man strangely, and saw that his face had changed slightly, and his heart suddenly moved, and he said slowly with some meaning: "Senior, could it be this silk-like magic weapon of the younger generation, what's wrong?"

The old man in the blue robe felt a pang in his heart, where did this old man have an opinion on this silk-like magic weapon, but he had already recognized the origin of this silk-like magic weapon.

As an appraiser of the largest auction house in Qiaoyuan, over the years, he has appraised countless treasures, and it just so happened that He Qian, one of the two heroes of Fengcheng, had asked him to identify this silk-like magic weapon, which was the most important thing for He Qian, and it took him most of his life savings to ask someone to refine it. It's extraordinary, it's amazing.

The old man in the blue robe asked himself, if He Qian took this magic weapon and fought with him, the blue robe would definitely be defeated, I am afraid that he would not even be able to hold out for two rounds, and he would be defeated and fall.

And He Qian, such a powerful monk in the late Kaiyuan period, at this moment, regarded as a silk-like magic weapon that was worth his life, actually came into the hands of this young man, and the meaning behind this matter was completely clear.

Then He Qianbacheng has fallen into the hands of this person.

The blue-robed old man guessed really well, but he didn't know that when He Qian and Ye Quan were facing each other, but with their bare hands, magic weapons and the like had already been put into Ye Quan's storage bag, and they had not been used at all.

He Qian's death was actually very unjust!