The auction continues.

Except for Xiao Huandan, who soared on the cliff, the subsequent auctions became a little unremarkable.

However, for ordinary people, it is their unattainable dream.

There are billions at the least, tens of billions at most, and the final black jade intermittent paste once again reached 15 billion.

There were no accidents during the period, except for Li Feng pinching a few mice to death in the sewer with his divine sense, the things that the fifth part was worried about did not appear.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

Everyone on the first floor left the auction and the auction began again.

However, the next auction is obviously much more formal, and it is more of a barter than an auction.

Starting from the second floor, each person takes out what they want to exchange, and some people bid if they see it, and if no one sells, they don't.

The first is a 400-year-old wild ginseng, which was taken out by a large family and should have been passed down for many years.

I wanted to change to an elixir that could improve my strength, but it didn't work.

The second is a meteorite the size of a basketball, which simply cannot be refined with secular technology.

Originally, the people of this family just wanted to take it out and try it to see if anyone would want it, but they didn't expect to be replaced by the head of Wudang with a pill in the end.

Next, the third, the fourth, all the way to the second floor everyone has finished changing.

Among them, Li Feng made a shot once, exchanging a Qi Gathering Pill for a bronze token.

While everyone else was laughing at him for being stupid, he was amused.

"Li Feng, what's the use of you exchanging this token?"

Liu Yiyi asked suspiciously while playing with the token in her hand.

Because the token in front of me is really unremarkable, not only can I not see any clues, but it is also full of rust, even if it is thrown on the road, no one may pick it up.

The same is true for the other women, because several of them have taken turns to see it, and they still don't see any difference in this token.

"You look at it with your sense!"

Li Feng smiled and reminded.

"Divine sense?"

Hearing this, Liu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and some of them suspiciously probed their divine sense towards the token.

The girls had not been in the cultivation of immortals for a long time, and they were still used to seeing things with their eyes, so they didn't find any clues.

And at this moment, after being reminded by Li Feng, Liu Yiyi used his divine sense to probe towards the token, and immediately found the difference.

A huge stream of information poured out from the token, making Liu Yiyi couldn't help but frown.

"Forging the body, this is the method of cultivating immortals?"

Liu Yiyi looked at Li Feng suspiciously.

"That's right, cultivate the immortal exercises, and be able to cultivate to the late Yuan Infant stage, go back and get it to your grandfather!"

Touching Liu Yiyi's head, Li Feng said with a smile.

This token records a set of incomplete immortal cultivation methods, because ordinary martial artists have no divine sense, so they don't know what is recorded in it, so they are picked up by Li Feng.

If others knew that it was a set of immortal cultivation techniques, even if it was incomplete, they might be bankrupt and would exchange it for this token.

"yes, I see!"

Liu Yiyi nodded solemnly, and then put the token into her storage bag, obviously she also knew the importance of this token.

With this token, as long as everyone in the Liu family can start cultivating immortals, in a few years, their Liu family will step into the ranks of the top sects.

Even in the end, it can be comparable to some hidden world sects, and even if it is exceeded, it is only a matter of time.

"Xiao Jia, this one is for uncles and aunts!"

At this time, Li Feng took out a jade slip from the storage bag, this was the immortal cultivation technique he had obtained in other worlds before, and it could only be cultivated to the late Yuan Infant stage.

Since this precedent has been set, he cannot favor one over the other.

"Well, thank you!"

Qian Xiaojia nodded, and also solemnly took the jade slip.

"Silly girl, thank you!"

Pulling Qian Xiaojia's arm, Li Feng said with a smile.

Since he took Qian Xiaojia with him, he didn't care much about her, which also made him inevitably feel a little guilty.

"Alright, look at the auction!"

Seeming to know Li Feng's thoughts, Qian Xiaojia smiled and shook Li Feng's palm, and said empathetically.

"Okay!

Nodding, Li Feng didn't say anything, but turned his head to the hall.

At this time, in the hall, there was a three-foot green blade suspended, the sword body was shining, and a sharp sword qi came out of the body.

"Inferior spirit weapon, it's good!"

With a soft mutter, Li Feng nodded secretly.

In this secular world, if you can take out a low-grade spiritual weapon for auction, this Wudang Sect is definitely not a simple sect.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Li Feng seemed to remember something, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

It stands to reason that since there are no immortal cultivators in this ordinary world, it is impossible for spiritual weapons to appear.

But now that the spiritual artifacts have appeared, where have the immortal cultivators gone?

There have always been myths and legends in the history of the Dragon Kingdom, Pangu, Nuwa, Sun Wukong, and Buddha, where did these people go?

Since even ghosts, monsters, and warriors have appeared in the world, he believes that those things in history are definitely not fiction.

Even if it's an exaggeration, these people definitely exist.

"Huh, here!"

Suddenly, Li Feng's eyes lit up, and his eyes looked at the sky in the distance, as if something was attracting him.

"What's coming?"

Qian Xiaojia looked at Li Feng with some doubts, and the girls followed his gaze to look out the window, but they only saw a black patch and saw nothing.

"Nothing, take care to protect yourself!"

Pulling the girls behind him, Li Feng slowly spoke.

In his divine sense, there are a few people who come from the sky, and in this worldly world, there may only be the so-called heaven-level masters who have this ability.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a cold light in his eyes, and stared at a box on the third floor.

"Hahaha! Looks like I'm not too late!"

Laughter rang out, and a black figure flew across the night sky, appearing in the hall in the blink of an eye.

"Dead old ghost! You're only here now, and your shelves are pretty big!"

Another voice came, and a dirty old man appeared in the hall.

Immediately after a few flashes of light, a monk, a Taoist priest, and an old man dressed as a nun appeared in the hall one after another.

"Amitabha, good, good! Fellow donors, how are you doing?"

The monk recited a Buddha name, and looked at a few people with a smile.

The Taoist priests and nuns returned the salute one after another, and the dirty old man scolded angrily:

"Stinky monk, what's bad or not? I won't die if you die!"

"Amitabha, donor, poor monk doesn't mean that!"

The monk folded his hands and made a Buddhist ritual to explain.

"You're not that conscious, so what do you mean?"

The old man pointed at the monk and scolded

"Well, all right, all right, what about the little guy in the door, do you want me to invite you?"

The old man who appeared in the hall first waved his hand impatiently, and then shouted upstairs.