Chapter 42: At the Auction

The next auction items are getting better and better, and the prices are getting higher and higher.

Xingzi saw a bottle of "Bi You Dan" packed with five pills, all the pills that can increase divine consciousness are at least spirit level pills, and the spirit level lower grade Bi You Dan turned out to be 250,000 primal spirits, this primary divine consciousness pill is equal to five top-grade spirit stone wood, this is taking medicine or money! Xingzi couldn't help but secretly stumble.

Dad Xingting is very arrogant, he asked his friends to choose a piece of less than 100,000 primordial spirits, and he sent it.

The little nun fell in love with an object and photographed it with 60,000 primordial spirits. I don't know what it is, like a piece of wood that has been chopped down, and the planed surface is cut down to follow its natural texture. The slender one is used to knock on the wooden fish?

Young Aman's broad back at this time seems a little rickety...

He originally thought that the one thousand primordial spirits in his pocket were a lot of money, and a primary-level spirit stone could be exchanged for one hundred taels of gold in the mortal world. He also thought that the auction of this thing would be a hundred at most, and the death would be a few hundred.

After being deeply stimulated, Aman, who was stupid, didn't know what to want, or Xingzi picked one for him.

A medium-grade "secular arm" worth 88,000 primordial spirits, a waistcoat that reaches to the knees. You don't need spiritual power to activate, you only need to fill the spirit core of the earth type to resist the attack of the Peiyuan Realm monks.

The earth system is compatible with Aman's attributes, which is equivalent to driving a tank if Aman wears it.

Receiving such an expensive gift for the first time in his life, Amanton felt that Starlight was becoming more and more like his meaty blacksmith Abba...

There is nothing to look at in Kickna, in her heart, one person and one sword are all.

The most tricky one is Mai Jia, and what he wants is also a layman arm, a thunderbolt.

It contains five thunderbolts, each of which can deliver a blow at the pinnacle of Peiyuan. If you want 130,000 primordial spirits, Xing Ting, who is your uncle, will buy it for him.

......

Suddenly, Xingzi clicked on the crystal ball and enlarged the image of the auction table.

Listen to Wang Lidao: "This handkerchief records a sea chart, which is said to be one of the indicative maps of the place where the peak god monarch of the god returns to the ruins. It is impossible to confirm whether it is real or whether there are any treasures left, so the reserve price is 10,000 primary spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than 1,000 primordial spirits. ”

Xingzi stared at the handkerchief... I remembered the piece of Huang Wanbao's [Water Injection Sutra Head], and there was an island embroidered on that handkerchief. Xingzi immediately jumped in thought~

Could it be that the piece of the book points to Huang Wan's hometown. Well.. Is it possible that Huang Wan left the magic to the sect, and she returned to her hometown with the things on her body?"

The more Xingzi thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, out of sincere respect for Huang Wan, and he was Huang Wan's next-generation disciple, and the things left by the master should belong to him!

"10,000 primary spirit stones", one person has already accounted for the reserve price.

When Xingzi heard this, he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and evil was born to the side of his heart, "What a scumbag, you dare to touch my master's relics, I am the main owner of the relics." ”

Phew~ Xingzi hurriedly spit out the apple plum core in his mouth, and said loudly in a Peking Opera accent: "Eleven thousand primary spirit stones~~~"

Cool~ Xingzi understands the mood of the local tyrant a little, and the feeling of spending a lot of money is really refreshing~

Before Xing Zi Shuang could meet, the third price came from behind him, and Xing Ting said calmly: "Twenty thousand primary spirit stones."

Xingzi turned his head to look at his father in surprise. Gambling with yourself is sick!"

For the little eyes cast by his uneducated son, Xingting said that he was familiar with it.

Xingting took the handkerchief for 25,000 primordial spirits and handed it to his son, which is not that no one else can afford to bid.

The problem is that this thing is like a picture cake, I don't know if it's true or not, even if it's true, that's one of the indicator maps, and the legend of this treasure has spread a lot in the Xianzhen Continent.

Xingzi, who got the handkerchief, and Huang Wang had a heart-to-heart connection, and they could confirm that it was exactly the same material as Huang Wan's book, and the painting was also the same.

Xingzi secretly thought that when he cultivated to a higher level, he would have to go to the East China Sea once to find out if Huang Wan had left any well-dressed mounds, and the babies were looking forward to him.