The old man Sun seemed to know who was in the box, and he was not annoyed when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Since the seniors have spoken, they naturally dare not delay, so this auction conference is officially started." [Ran^Text^Library] []”

"Hmph!" The old man in the box didn't seem to appreciate this, but he snorted lightly and said no more.

"Below, here is the first auction item that opens today. Sun Lao clapped his hands, and there was a beautiful female cultivator, holding a tray covered with red silk in her hand, walking quickly, putting down the bow, and turning around and retreating directly.

Sun Lao stretched out his hand to remove it, and inside the tray were three sharp swords with white bodies that seemed to be refined from the bones of some kind of demon beast, and the white phosphorus on them was dotted, exuding a cold aura.

Wang Xiaofan was slightly stunned, his eyes showed a little different color, but he didn't expect it to be the first auction item, which was this thing.

Phosphorus Fire White Bone Arrow!

During the battle between the Qingyun Sect and the Agni Sect Sect, the disciple of the Agni Sect, Chenxin, used this thing to seriously injure the disciple of the Qingyun Sect in an instant, and its power was comparable to the supernatural power of the peak cultivator in the early stage of the foundation building, and it was accompanied by white phosphorus bone fire, if it was entangled, it would also be extremely troublesome.

"Hehe, this thing must be very familiar to all Taoist friends, so the old man will no longer bother to introduce it. Old Sun smiled and reached out to hold a phosphorus fire white bone arrow in his hand, "This thing is cultivated by a certain ghost Dao San, and its power is more than a few chips higher than that of ordinary phosphorus fire white bone arrows, so the low price is higher." ”

"Three special phosphorus fire white bone arrows, the starting price is a thousand spirit stones. ”

As soon as the voice fell, in the ordinary seat in the back row, a middle-aged man got up and bid 1,100 lower grade spirit stones.

"I'll give you 1,300 yuan!"

"Fourteen hundred!"

The three phosphorus fire white bone arrows are tantamount to three life-saving hole cards for the Qi refining period monks, and with this thing in their bodies, I am afraid that even in the face of ordinary foundation building early stage monks, they will have the power to fight.

Therefore, there are many bidders in the auction hall at present, but most of them are Qi refining period monks in the ordinary seats in the back row, and several early foundation building monks in the front row of VIPs followed up a few times, and they shook their heads and gave up not participating in the competition. After all, this object is of extremely limited use to the foundation building monks.

As for the VIP boxes, there is no sound coming out, presumably because they don't look down on items of this grade.

Wang Xiaofan participated in this kind of auction event for the first time, and when he saw everyone competing for heat, he also watched it with relish.

After half a ring, after a fierce battle, these three phosphorus fire white bone arrows were pocketed by a man with a gloomy face for two thousand one hundred lower grade spirit stones.

The first auction item fell, and the old Sun seemed to be extremely satisfied with the price, smiling and clapping, and another woman brought a tray to the stage.

"The second auction item is a female treasure, a famous Huanyi yarn!" Sun Lao opened the red silk as he spoke, and a silk yarn treasure with a clear color and shining spirit appeared in front of everyone. "This treasure is an integrated attack and defense, and its power is acceptable, and it can barely be regarded as the best spiritual weapon. And from the hands of famous artists, it is embedded with a light body array, a microwave array, if it is draped on the body, the body is as light as a swallow in the light, and the clothes are gently shaken and the green silk is fluttering, it will definitely be like a fairy in the upper realm, which is intoxicating!"

While Sun Lao was talking, many female cultivators in the audience were shining in their eyes, their eyes were staring at the Huanyi yarn in the tray, and they stretched out their hands to the man next to them and kept secretly greeting.

"This thing is wonderful, and you need to buy it to know it all. Seeing that the heat was about the same, Sun Lao didn't say anything more, and said with a smile: "The best spirit weapon Huanyi yarn starts at five thousand spirit stones." ”

This starting price is extremely low, not even comparable to the price of ordinary high-grade spiritual weapons, but that old Sun is confident, and he retreats to the side with a smile.

"Five thousand five hundred spirit stones. ”

"Five thousand seven hundred lower grade spirit stones!"

"I'll give you six thousand!"

"Damn old thing, if you don't take a picture of this coon dress for me, you won't even want to go to my bed again. ”

"No, no, no, this Huanyi Yarn family is going to be decided, otherwise I'll go to your house to find that big wife to make trouble, and see how you end." ”

"You're still not a man, you can't even buy what your wife likes, you are a wreck!"

The female cultivators in the auction hall secretly made a move, and the men around them grinned in pain, patting their chests one by one to assure, but as the price soared, their faces gradually turned pale.

"Twenty-one thousand spirit stones!" A slightly chubby middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, cautiously glanced at the woman beside him, and saw that the former's face was not good, so he endured the pain and hurriedly increased the price.

After a pause, let the female cultivators below make a fuss, and finally no one continued to bid, Sun Lao asked three times with a smile, and then smiled at the slightly chubby monk: "Congratulations to this Taoist friend for giving the Huanyi yarn to his wife at home, and from then on, the fairy partner will envy others." ”

The chubby monk cried and paid the spirit stone with a sad face, and handed the silk to a woman beside him with a waist like a bucket and a face like a basin, but there was no movement at all.

The spirit weapon Huanyi yarn was actually equipped with such a master, and everyone laughed dumbly when they saw this, and Sun Lao also had a look of regret on his face.

"The third auction item is a pangolin demon beast's Neidan. As Sun Lao spoke, he took an earthy yellow inner pill that exuded strong power fluctuations in his hand, and a fishy aura spread far away, "This demon beast has reached the peak of the second order, and it failed when it was promoted to the third order, but the inner dan was saved by chance. ”

"Although the promotion failed, this pangolin's inner dan has undergone some kind of mutation, and it has some characteristics of the third-order demon beast inner dan. ”

"The starting price of this Inner Dan is 1,500 spirit stones, and you fellow Daoists can bid. ”

The second-order demon beast corresponds to the foundation building monk, and the third-order corresponds to the Jindan monk, if it is really the third-order demon beast inner dan, I am afraid it is enough to attract the Jindan monk to compete vigorously, but this inner pill obviously only has some of the characteristics of the third-order inner pill, which is a bit chicken for the Jindan monk.

Therefore, the people who opened their bids for this item were mainly the foundation monks who sat in the front row.

"Sixteen hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

"Eighteen hundred!"

"Two thousand!"

The price rose very quickly, Xiao Chen sat in the box and frowned slightly, there are obviously not a few monks who like this thing, and I am afraid that the price will be extremely high after a little hesitation, he slowly shook his head and gave up the plan to bid.

But at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and a slightly familiar voice came from a box on the second floor.

"Four thousand lower-grade spirit stones!"

The price was raised by two thousand lower-grade spirit stones, except for two or three monks with thick bodies who obviously cultivated a certain earth-based method, the rest hesitated slightly, and then gave up and continued to ask for the price.

"Four thousand one hundred dollars!"

"Four thousand two hundred!"

After a moment's pause, only an old man and a young monk continued to bid.

"Five thousand spirit stones. The voice continued to come unhurriedly, as if the price was just a drop in the bucket for him.