Xiuzhen Town has been particularly lively these days, and the three-day auction has brought people's interest to **, although it is just some ordinary goods, but there are not a few auctions that have high prices.

As the best treasures entered the exhibition area, more monks went crazy. Most of the treasures are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, fortunately there are predecessors in the foundation building period, otherwise everyone would have to rob it.

As for the more superb treasures, they are only depicted with a picture, and until the moment of the auction, the true body of this treasure cannot be seen at all.

There are also some treasures, and the auction house has not revealed any news at all. However, some gossip was secretly circulating in the market, and there were even rumors that this auction would be sold in Tsukidan, which made the monks even more crazy.

Cultivators are nothing more than for immortality, and from a close-up perspective, they are for entering a higher realm in order to obtain a longer lifespan. The recipe for Tsukidan has been lost for a long time, and now the only way to obtain Tsukidan is through the Ancient Ruins.

A large number of monks of the tenth layer of the Qi cultivation period entered the ancient ruins at the cost of their lives, just to find the precious Tsukidan.

I've never heard of anyone selling Tsukidan.

If you can exchange the spirit stones of your whole body for a Tsukidan, presumably no one will disagree.

In the northeast corner of the lively Xiuzhen Town, there is a very quiet courtyard.

The entrance of this courtyard is not big, but the two stone lions guarding the door are carved vividly, and they have the style of everyone.

Here, it seems to be a very ordinary courtyard.

At noon, a monk wearing a black mask appeared in front of the door, took a piece of paper from his bosom, looked at it carefully, and nodded.

With a wave of his hand, the piece of paper escaped into the door, and disappeared into it.

A short time later, a middle-aged man on the fifth floor of the Qi cultivation period opened the door and made a gesture of please, inviting the monk wearing a black mask to enter.

Immediately, the door closed again, and the front of the door was deserted again.

The man with the black mask is Ishikawa. Ishikawa thought about it for a while in the inn, and felt that the trade fair that the shopkeeper said was not a bad thing.

The person who hosted this auction had a shallow eye, and he was targeting people like Ishikawa who could live in a room with twenty spirit stones for one night.

The monks who can go to the trade fair will not be financially weak.

A monk who can afford to live in such a room will definitely have no less treasures in his hands. What's more, these people are all selling the treasures in their hands in order to buy their favorite treasures. If you have a good chance, you can even pick up some cheap treasures.

"Fellow Daoist, please come here. Ishikawa followed the middle-aged man all the way to the backyard.

In the open space in the backyard, more than a dozen Qi cultivation period cultivators had already gathered. The lowest of these people is the seventh layer of the Qi cultivation period, and the highest ones are the monks who are at the peak of the tenth layer of the Qi training period.

There are not a few people who are masked like Ishikawa, and they should have the idea of not revealing their wealth. However, there were some brocade-clad monks who didn't care about any of this, and the gang gathered together and soon began to talk.

Most of these people are disciples of certain families, and it is also a good thing to communicate with other families and win some relationships.

People like Ishikawa find a random place to meditate cross-legged. Not much to say.

Before Ishikawa came, there was no hidden cultivation, here, the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Qi training period can only be regarded as medium, if it is hidden in the fourth layer of the Qi training period, Ishikawa is afraid that it will be difficult to get in.

For two hours, there were monks entering, and soon, dozens of monks had gathered in the backyard, and a young man, accompanied by the middle-aged man, walked out of the debut and arched his hand: "Fellow Daoists, in Xia Gou Shangguo, the purpose and intention of this trade fair have been very clear, so don't talk nonsense anymore." Let me talk about the principles of this fair. First, each person must have at least one transaction, otherwise they will have to pay a service fee of one hundred spirit stones. Second, the trade fair can be traded at will, but you can't deliberately lower or raise the price, otherwise we will directly blast it out, third, the Gou family has been running a pawn business for several generations, if you are in a hurry to use the spirit stone, you can take the treasure to me to pawn. ”

Everyone also nodded and said that it was acceptable, after all, the Gou family spent so much effort to hold this trade fair, and it was not such a waste of time and energy in vain, and it was understandable to do some pawn business a little.

"I'll come first. A monk couldn't wait to run up, took out a dark knife weapon, and said: "This is the ghost head knife that has been refined by me for 7749, and the low-grade magic weapon will be broken when touched, even if it is a high-grade magic weapon, I don't dare to touch it." ”

With that, the monk took out a Xuantie sword and threw it into the air, and slashed it with the ghost head knife in his hand, and the Xuantie sword was immediately broken into two.

"Good knives!" someone cheered.

"The auction starts with a thousand spirit stones, and the one with the highest price wins. The monk put away the knife and quoted his price.

Ishikawa shook his head with a wry smile, although this ghost head knife is said to be a high-grade magic weapon, it is indeed inferior to Ishikawa's magic eye. Whether it is in refining skills or techniques, it is very unfamiliar. Moreover, there are a lot of magic weapons of this quality on the stalls, and they can be sold for up to five hundred spirit stones.

This ghost head knife is just a little more chic in appearance, and it is really expensive to sell a thousand spirit stones.

Moreover, the Xuantie Sword just now had already been damaged, otherwise it would be impossible for the Ghost Head Knife to cut it into two sections.

"One thousand two hundred spirit stones!" a monk beside Ishikawa quoted the price.

Ishikawa glanced at it curiously, this monk was about the same age as Ishikawa, but his face was full of childishness, which was diametrically opposed to Ishikawa's old age, and he didn't look like he was deep in things.

Looking at his luxurious clothes, he should be a son of a certain family.

"One thousand three hundred spirit stones. Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Fourteen hundred spirit stones. The brocade monk did not hesitate to increase the price.

Not long after, under the bidding of several people, it reached 1,800 spirit stones. Among them, the monk next to Ishikawa and the monk in the crowd shouted the most fiercely. It seems that both of them have their eyes on this magic weapon.

"Two thousand spirit stones. The monk in the crowd shouted.

The monks couldn't help but sigh, these monks, who also knew how to refine the magic weapon, had their own judgment on this ghost head knife that did not match the name, but in this case, no one would say the actual value of the ghost head knife.

After hearing the offer of two thousand spirit stones, the brocade-clothed monk beside Ishikawa hesitated slightly, opened his mouth, and was about to make an offer, but turned his face and asked Ishikawa in a low voice, "This senior brother, is this ghost head knife worth so many spirit stones?"

Ishikawa didn't expect that he would ask himself this question. But since the other party asked, Ishikawa didn't want to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but Ishikawa didn't want to do the other party's demolition, so he had to say vaguely: "I don't know much about this ghost-headed knife, and the evaluation may be too subjective, so it's better to ask someone else." ”