In Wang Yan's eyes, a three-storey building that occupies nearly half of the street where he is located, exudes a faint golden light, giving people a solemn but not luxurious feeling. In the center of the first floor of the front, there is a gate for the immortals to enter and exit, and the five big characters of 'Qingfeng Auction Hall' are erected above the gate, and the huge font completely covers the second and third floors of the building, which is very easy to bring shocking emotions to the immortals who see it for the first time.

Since the whole building is not built on the street, the open space between the street and the Qingfeng auction hall has been leveled into a relatively wide square, which is specially used for the rich immortals who come here to bid for goods to park and ride. Wang Yan just glanced at it cursoryly, and judged that there were no less than 100 moire cars parked at the moment, and he didn't feel secretly happy in his heart, it seems that there are many rich people bidding for items in the auction hall now, in that case, it will not be difficult to sell the folding fan-shaped immortal weapon for a good price.

At this moment, Wang Yan saw that the two immortals he was following had already walked outside the gate of the Qingfeng Auction Hall, talked to the guards guarding both sides of the gate for a while, and then walked into the Qingfeng Auction Hall, and disappeared from Wang Yan's sight as soon as he turned around.

Wang Yan did not immediately follow them into the Qingfeng Auction Hall, but first marked the location of the Qingfeng Auction Hall in the simple map given to him by the master before walking towards the gate in a hurry.

"Stop! Show your bid number. Wang Yan came to the gate of the Qingfeng Auction House, and was just about to enter, but was stopped by the guards guarding here.

"What is the auction number? I don't have it. Wang Yan asked with a puzzled expression.

"The bidding number plate is a voucher for entering the Qingfeng Auction House to bid on items, and the medium-grade Xianyuan Stone is used as the standard for measurement. It is divided into three grades. The general auction numbered plate is white, which represents the qualification to bid for items below 10,000 medium-grade Immortal Yuan Stones, the senior auction numbered plate is red, which represents the qualification to bid for items below 1 million medium-grade Immortal Yuan Stones, and the noble auction numbered plate is gold, which represents the qualification to bid on items of any price.

As long as the number of Immortal Yuan Stones you carry reaches the corresponding number, you can get them at the place where the auction number card is specially distributed. This is a rule formulated by Qingfeng Auction House in order to prevent someone from deliberately making trouble during bidding and falsely reporting the price to affect the normal auction. Otherwise, once someone bids for an item at an extremely high price, but can't come up with enough Immortal Yuan Stones to complete the transaction, it will affect the reputation of Qingfeng Auction House. The doorman did not embarrass Wang Yan, and heard Wang Yan ask. Let's just explain it roughly. In fact. The reason why the doorman is willing to explain is also related to the nature of the Qingfeng Auction House. The immortals who can come to the Qingfeng Auction House all want to bid for items, and of course the Qingfeng Auction House can't refuse the benefits sent to the door. During this time, it was because of the Immortal Sect Martial Arts Competition. There were many more immortals coming to trade than before. The business of Qingfeng Auction House is much more prosperous. As a result, these guards are better paid. When the mood is good, the doorman will naturally not be embarrassed by an immortal like Wang Yan who came to the Qingfeng Auction House to bid for items for the first time.

"But I'm not here to bid on items, I have items I want to auction. Do you still want to receive the bidding number plate?" Wang Yan understood, it turned out that the Qingfeng Auction House was not a place where you could come if you wanted to, there were not enough Xianyuan stones, and you couldn't even enter the door, let alone bid for items. Fortunately, he didn't come here to bid for items, otherwise, with the low-grade immortal yuan stone on his body that he couldn't even exchange five medium-grade immortal yuan stones, this was really not a place for him to come.

"What? You're here to auction off items! You don't need to get a bid number. However, the items you want to auction must be appraised by Qingfeng Auction House and can be qualified for auction. Come with me, and I'll take you to the place where the auction items are appraised. The doorman was overjoyed, if Wang Yan's items could be auctioned off through guò appraisal, he would be able to take a certain percentage of the benefits from them. Even if the items auctioned by Wang Yan could only be placed in the ordinary auction area, he could get at least ten medium-grade immortal yuan stones, which was higher than his salary as a doorman for a month.

Looking outside, there were no immortals who came to bid for the items for the time being, and the doorman decisively closed the door and led Wang Yan into the Qingfeng Auction Hall and came to the place where the auction items were appraised. Because the doorman did not dare to leave for a long time, after hurriedly registering, he turned and left.

"Do you want to entrust our Qingfeng Auction House to auction it?" The person who received Wang Yan and prepared to appraise the auction items was a middle-aged beautiful woman. She was wearing a Yunjin Luo skirt, sitting at a square table in the appraisal room, her bare hands and the skin on her face were delicate and smooth, white and red, and she knew that she was well maintained on weekdays. The beauty and temperament that still exist in the charm show that she was absolutely beautiful when she was young.

"Yes, I have a fan-shaped artifact that is of little use to me, so I want to auction it. Wang Yan nodded, took out the fan-shaped immortal artifact from the storage bag, and placed it on the square table next to the middle-aged beauty, waiting for her identification. Wang Yan didn't dare to underestimate this middle-aged beauty, because Wang Yan felt a majesty from her that only true immortals have.

"Immortal weapon?" The middle-aged beauty frowned, and couldn't help but be suspicious. It's no wonder she's like this, in her opinion, Wang Yan's strength can't surpass the level of an immortal master, and it is impossible to have an immortal weapon at all. If it weren't for Wang Yan lying and deceiving an ordinary item, then the origin of his immortal artifact would be very suspicious.

"What, is there something wrong?" Wang Yan didn't know why the middle-aged beautiful woman asked, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"This item is not yours, my Qingfeng Auction House does not accept items of unknown origin!" The middle-aged beautiful woman snorted coldly and angrily, and she was careless about the reputation of the Qingfeng Auction House.

"Why isn't it mine?" Wang Yan was not frightened, the item he got by killing that true immortal, of course, was his, he had been in the immortal world for so long, he knew more or less about such rules.

"Since you don't want to say it, you can go. I'm not going to do an appraisal of your items. The middle-aged beauty was naturally dissatisfied with Wang Yan's answer, and said coldly.

"What do you want me to say? This fan-shaped immortal weapon is mine, I dare to swear by my soul!" Of course, Wang Yan would not leave because of the words of the middle-aged beautiful woman, he had to sell this fan-shaped immortal weapon, and use the obtained immortal yuan stone to buy herbs and refine a medium-grade pill suitable for his use.

"Then swear to my face, only then can I believe that this item is indeed yours. The middle-aged beauty said lightly, if Wang Yan was not weak-hearted, she would swear; otherwise, the middle-aged beauty would not believe what he said.

"Okay! I, Wang Yan, swear by my soul that this fan-shaped immortal artifact is my belonging, and if it is false, it will be hit by five thunders!" Wang Yan had to swear in order to prove himself. As his words fell, a light flashed in the center of his brow, symbolizing the success of the soul vow.

This qiē was taken into the eyes of the middle-aged beauty, and only then did a smile appear on her face, and she began to take the folding fan-shaped immortal weapon in her hand and carefully identify it. (To be continued......)