Bai Ruoli was also very surprised when he saw Chen Yun actually take out a gold medal logo, and couldn't help but look at Chen Yun sideways, with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

"Daoist, if I said I picked it up, can I go in?"

When the other two gold medal logos were checked in front, the black-faced monk didn't say anything, and when he saw that he had this brand, it seemed that he was here to mess around, Chen Yun couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, so he said it deliberately.

"You-I can make it clear first, you don't have enough spirit jade to trade after you go in, and it's a waste for you to hold such a valuable gold medal to enter!"

"If you have to tell you, can I go in now?" Chen Yun said angrily.

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When Chen Yun was led into the third floor by the maid who listened to Yuxuan, the people who arrived first at this moment had already taken their seats in the auction hall of about thirty or forty zhang.

In this large auction hall, in addition to the large platform about half a zhang high in front, the seats below are still very particular, and there are about five rows of seats in this hall, and there seems to be a jade platform inlaid with crystal-like things in front of each seat, as if it is used to display the detailed properties of some magic objects and materials.

There were about seven seats in the front row of the five rows, but before Chen Yun and Bai Ruo left to come in, there were already five people sitting in the seats about half a zhang apart.

They are Song Yunhai of Guangyang Gate, ↗ Zhitong of White Horse Temple, Zhou Han of Mu Changfeng, the representative of Taiyi Sword Garden, and two men in the pair of brothers and sisters who entered with the gold medal logo and those who looked a little noble.

Soon Chen Yun and Bai Ruoli were also quickly introduced to the front row seats by the maid, and Bai Ruoli took a seat. In everyone's expectation, Chen Yun, a monk in the middle of the Eight Desolations. Sitting in what was obviously the front row with a big grin immediately caused whispers from the audience.

When Chen Yun sat down in the seat on the far right in the front row. The five monks who were already sitting in the front row all looked at Chen Yun in great surprise, of course, everyone's expressions were different.

In addition to the obvious evil aura in Zhou Han's eyes, the jealousy in his heart was even heavier, he was completely stained with Mu Changfeng's light to be qualified to sit here, and this dojo junior who had always looked down on him in his heart was actually invited to sit here for some reason. This week, Zhou Han thought of the rest, and the waves in his heart were even more undulating.

The other four people were relatively calm, after all, they were all monks of the Colorful Realm, and these four Chen Yun felt as if they were all monks in the middle of the Colorful Realm, and they should not be underestimated.

The only thing that really made Chen Yun slightly frightened was that the purple-clothed man on his left faintly flashed a cold light in his eyes, and his killing intent was fierce, which made Chen Yun surprised at the same time. Feel a chill.

Fortunately, Chen Yun came in at the same time as Bai Ruoli, and Bai Ruoli was arranged in the middle four seats, and as soon as the beautiful and dusty demeanor appeared, it quickly diverted everyone's attention.

Chen Yun sat down on the seat with a small crystal-shaped platform in front of him. I couldn't help muttering in my heart, thinking that I had come to auction something, and it seemed like I had become the target of everyone. It seems that the matter of this seat is really exquisite. You can't sit blindly!, this crazy Taoist wouldn't be in such a situation because I and Yang Yanyu earned him some spirit jade, so I guess I would have fallen into such a situation. Alas, isn't it just a seat, so why bother?

When Chen Yun was a little cranky in his heart, on the half-foot-high front desk, the dark-skinned Tong Ju walked out, in addition to the four maids who followed behind, there was also a fifty-year-old male monk with a long beard.

"Everyone, welcome to this auction held by Tingyu Xuan for the elite disciples of my Nansheng Domain Seven Colors Realm, I can say without exaggeration that everyone here is the future pillar of my Nansheng Domain's major sect clans - the stars of the future!"

The boy raised and said this, and glanced at Chen Yun with a slight glance, which seemed to mean that what I said did not include you!

Chen Yun, who was sitting on the far right of the front row, didn't care, he didn't bother to bother with this child, but this vision was still quite hurtful.

"Today we heard that Yuxuan invited Su Quanying Daoyou as an appraiser and witness to identify the authenticity and quality of the magic weapon materials, you can rest assured about the auction things, on the jade platform on your seat, there will be a detailed introduction of each material and magic weapon, and later after I took out the auction items, I don't know much about it, you can take a look at the introduction on the spade, then now, this auction is the beginning!" The boy raised his voice on the stage and said loudly, and then the Taoist friend named Su Quanying also sat down on a seat on the stage.

Although Chen Yun didn't know much about the people here, he could see that there were almost all the colorful monks below, and none of them had any objections, knowing that although this person did not necessarily have a reputation for madness, he must also have made great achievements in refining weapons.

"Everyone, pay attention, we heard that Yuxuan's auction items this time are all treasures collected from the Nansheng Domain and even the cultivation circles of other countries, even if it is a magic weapon, it is better than ordinary magic weapons of the same level, and the refining is also better, so it is better to use. Now I will announce the first auction item, this is a Ming Rank 6 Fire Attribute 'Feihong Sword' from Bairong Pavilion, a flying sword that is most suitable for flying purposes, originally mainly suitable for monks at the peak of the Eight Desolations, but because in terms of flight performance, it is even better than the Ming Rank 7th grade magic weapon, so we will first take it out and throw bricks and lead jade, and the auction reserve price is 6,000 second-grade grade spirit jade, please start bidding!" After the hall quieted down a little, the Tong Ju urged a five-foot long sword from the small Qiankun bag and said loudly.

After the black-faced boy finished speaking, some whispers sounded in the auction hall, but on the whole, it seemed that everyone was not very interested.

Because almost all of the people who came here except for Chen Yun were monks of the Colorful Realm, the speed of the basic imperial sword flight was not slow, and the fastest speed that this Ming Rank sixth-level 'Feihong Sword' could exert was estimated to be the speed level of the peak monk in the early stage of the Colorful Realm, which was also the limit of this flying sword.

But even so, this Ming Rank 6 'Feihong Sword' is also of great value to the people of the Spirit Root. Because the speed is limited, it consumes less energy while Edgeworth. It's also a very unique place.

So after the crowd was silent for a while, a young monk in a red suit sitting in the second row spoke, "I'll give you six thousand five hundred!"

After the man in red finished speaking. The boy said loudly and loudly: "Okay, Pei Daoyou of 'Trial Sword Mountain' bid 6,500, are there any other Daoyou bids?"

"I'll give out six thousand eight hundred!" a crisp voice rang out in the auction room.

Chen Yun looked sideways slightly and looked behind him, and found that it was actually the slender and slender female cultivator who seemed to be making an offer for one of the brothers and sisters.

In fact, Chen Yun was very concerned about this 'Feihong Sword', and he was a little determined to get it, because this sword was one of the magic weapons he needed most at the moment, but he deliberately wanted not to quote it. Let this price not go up, and finally make a sudden move by yourself and auction this sword at the most reasonable price.

But the next thing made Chen Yun feel a little vomiting blood, because this seemed to be a slender and slender female cultivator, who seemed to be a person who recognized death, and the red-clothed monk who tried Sword Mountain was probably also a spiritual root. I also seem to like this 'Feihong Sword' too.

In fact, in the 'Bairong Pavilion', the 'Feihong Sword', which is the best at flying, there are various levels, although it is not rare. But there are really not many, after sacrificing sturdiness and other auxiliary characteristics, this 'Feihong Sword' is refined by a unique refining method. It almost magnifies the flight attribute to the extreme of the same level magic weapon, so it is still rare.

"I'll give you seven thousand five hundred!"

"I'll give you eight thousand!" said the slender nun.

"Then I'll give you eight thousand three hundred!" said the cardinal, too, without yielding an inch.

The two men were in the hall. Almost the tip of the needle reported to Mai Mang for a while, and Chen Yun's heart went up and down. I don't know how long these two people will be lifted, after all, this 'Feihong Sword' is only a sixth-level magic weapon of the Ming Rank, if Chen Yun wants to buy it, he can't be wronged.

"Then Pei Mou will have eight thousand five hundred, this female Daoist, I am a spiritual root, if a Taoist friend is not a spiritual root, this sword will not be of much use!" said the red-clothed man Xiu.

But the slender nun quickly responded: "How do you know that I am useless, I will give nine thousand!"

After the ten-year-old female cultivator finished speaking, the red-clothed sword mountain frowned, and finally did not continue to quote, the slender and slender female cultivator, seeing that the red-clothed male cultivator finally did not speak again, her face showed a slight joy.

"I'll give out 10,000 pieces!" Chen Yun said in a dead voice at this time, and soon the slender woman glared at Chen Yun fiercely.

"Then I'll give you ten thousand and five hundred!"

The woman Xiu said again, in fact, the price of 10,000 pieces has been out of her psychological bottom line, do you want to fight for the last time.

"I'll give 12,000 pieces!" Chen Yun gritted his teeth and said, this price is also Chen Yun's limit price, it is not that there are very few 'Feihong Sword' of this level in the market, and Chen Yun will not be like this, but if Chen Yun wants to make a move, he just wants to make the other party retreat in the shortest time, and he really doesn't want to keep going down.

Chen Yun waited for a while, and found that there was finally no sound behind him, and he couldn't help but feel relieved, and soon the black-faced Tong Ju on the big platform in front of him glanced at Chen Yun in surprise, because he had always thought that Chen Yun was messing around with that Taoist master, and getting a gold medal logo to see the world, and it was estimated that he had no value on his body, but he didn't expect that the first auction item would be auctioned by this little monk he didn't look down on, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"I announce that this 'Feihong Sword' of the sixth level of the Ming Rank was photographed by this Taoist friend on the far right in front of me, Daoist friend, you can come to the stage first, hand over to the maid behind me first, pay the spirit jade, and take this sword away!" said the black-faced Tong Ju.

That Chen Yun was not polite, came to the big platform in front of him, and behind a screen made of jade, he handed over the spirit jade and the Feihong Sword with a beautiful maid, this maid was almost also a cultivator in the middle of the Eight Desolations, looking at Chen Yun from the small Qiankun bag, a little pounding, and urging out 12,000 second-grade spirit jade, and couldn't help but strangely observe Chen Yun in front of him who was similar to his own cultivation.

Chen Yun also grinned, and after the handover was completed, he used his spiritual sense to urge into the 'Feihong Sword', feeling that it was indeed much stronger than his previous Ming Rank Level 4 Flying Sword, and he was also happy in his heart, and then walked off the big platform in the eyes of the maid with a little admiration.

After Chen Yun came off the stage, many people under the stage also looked at Chen Yun, especially the slender female cultivator, who looked at Chen Yun with a gaze that seemed to be a little annoyed.

After the 'Feihong Sword' was auctioned, the Tong Ju who presided over the auction took out four or five magic weapons, which also continued to arouse the bidding enthusiasm of these colorful disciples in the audience, but in general, because of some differences in everyone's spiritual root physique, it has not caused a large-scale competition.

For Chen Yun, these next few magic weapons are not suitable for him, so he basically watched the excitement, but the colorful butterflies with all kinds of charms took two magic weapons, and it seemed that he was very generous.

When these auctioned magic weapons or refining materials were successively mastered, Na Tong Ju paused for a while, and then said to everyone in the audience: "What I want to auction next is a Ming-level eighth-level metallic flying sword from the Murong family, a refining family of the Sanqing Kingdom, this sword is called' Although the Golden-Winged Flying Eagle Sword belongs to the eighth level of the Ming Rank, it is almost integrated in the refining, all the essence and blood of a ninth-level Flying Eagle Demon Beast that has advanced to the Golden-Winged level, and the refining effect is excellent, it cannot be hard and abnormal, and it also has the characteristics of slightly accelerating when urging, which is basically close to the level of the offensive magic weapon of the ninth level of the Ming Rank, and it is suitable for use in the fighting method, with a starting price of 50,000 second-level high-grade spirit jade!"

After this Tong Ju spoke, he urged out a flying sword about four or five feet long from the small Qiankun bag and emitted golden light all over his body.

Soon this flying sword fell into the scramble of several monks whose cultivation was obviously in the middle of the Seven Colors, in addition to the two monks in the back row, the purple-clothed man in the first faction, and the noble monk in white who came with the slender and slender female cultivator, also joined the competition for this sword.

The auction price was quickly raised to 80,000 yuan under the repeated price increases of these four people, and then the two monks in the back row gave up, leaving only the purple-clothed man and the noble-tempered white-clothed monk to start fighting.

The two of them didn't seem to recognize each other, until the price was raised to 100,000 second-grade high-grade spirit jade, the murderous purple-clothed man finally stopped raising the price, and the purple-clothed man stopped talking after slightly looking at the white-clothed monk.

After this noble white-clothed monk took down the 'Golden-winged Flying Eagle Sword', the things that came out from behind this Tong Ju finally aroused the high interest of Chen Yun, who was a spectator. (To be continued......)