Celestial

And as the voice fell, I only heard suddenly, a few melodious bells came.

Everyone knows that this bell is the beginning of the auction.

At the beginning of the highlight, the people around were not so relaxed and watching.

While the white-haired real person was there, he saw Lin Fei's back disappearing, and with a sneer, he turned and left...

By this time, Lin Fei had already reached the third floor under the guidance of Cheng Su.

Here is the place where the auction is held. At this time, you can find that even if it is full, it seems to be a little empty, at most only a few dozen people.

Among these people, Lin Fei also found several acquaintances, namely Jiang Zhong and Chu Li, and Wushan and Wuming Brothers were sitting in another place.

Beside them, each surrounded by many monks, like the stars holding the moon.

Obviously, even those who can participate in this auction are VIPs, and the number is not large, but 30% or 40% of them are still the real disciples, basically with Jiang Zhong and others as the core.

After coming in, Lin Fei didn't say hello, he just found a corner and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, I saw an old monk with gray hair and wrinkles, and walked slowly to the auction stand.

Just these few steps made him seem a little out of breath, but no one was impatient, on the contrary, he waited quite quietly.

But after the old monk coughed, there was no nonsense, and he said slowly, "You, this auction, start here..."

"The first to be auctioned is the spirit of a **** sparrow, but it is Fang Tianzong's teaching. In the world of fire, he led people to wait for ten years before the **** sparrow was out of the nest and sacrificed three gold. Dan's life only captured it in one fell swoop, at a price of three million spirit stones. However, according to the requirements of Fang Tianzong, what he lacks most is the spirit blood related to the blood of Xuanwu. If anyone can provide it, then no matter how many spirit stones. , You can get this thing first..."

As the voice fell, there was no one to bid in the auction, but the monks next to the real disciples whispered, seeming to be discussing...

After a while, it was a middle-aged monk who did not belong to the real power. He first bid.

"Three million spirit stones."

"3.2 million." At this time, a monk sitting next to Jiang Zhong reported the price.

"3.4 million." Now, the monk hesitated and quoted the price again.

The monk next to Jiang Zhong once again lowered the price: "3.6 million."

This time, the middle-aged monk's face was uncertain, and after several struggles, he gave up and continued to bid.

Once the elderly monk knocked the bell, even if the transaction was completed, he did not need to get it after the auction was over. A young monk, carrying a jade box, sent it to Jiang Zhong...

The auction is proceeding in an orderly manner. Although there are many auction items, basically eight out of ten are all won by the real disciples.

Among them, there is no factor of bullying. It is really that the gap between the two forces is too large. These real bodies have monopolized the ruins for so long, and the accumulated net worth is not just talking.

Although there are no simple monks who can enter this place, it depends on who they compare with...

This will show this state of crushing, only Jiang Zhong and others can't look down on, it is the turn of the rest of the monks to grab...

Some auctions directly became a place of competition in a small circle of real people behind...

"The next thing to be auctioned is a piece of meteorite iron, which was originally a fine iron on a common meteorite. It is not surprising, but by chance, it fell into a 10,000-year-old volcano."

"It has absorbed the essence of the ten thousand years of fire, and it has not been the same as before. The impurities have been calcined for thousands of years, and it is completely refining. The whole piece of **** iron is extremely pure, and the magic weapon is more effective. , Now starting at one million spirit stones."

"..."

As the voice fell, it was a little quiet in the auction.

Everyone is watching the attitudes of the real disciples...

No way, the series of auctions just now proved that what they want, others can't compete...

You can only compete if you don’t want...

Now the bid is also a white bid...

really.

"One million spirit stones." It was Jiang Zhong's first offer...

Everyone has become accustomed to it, just waiting for these real disciples to run out of chips, then it is their chance to shoot...

"1.2 million." Chu Lifeng began to raise the price.

"1.3 million spirit stones..."

result…

Just as everyone was waiting, another fight began, but there was a strange voice suddenly inserted.

"1.4 million."

At this time, many people are a little surprised, which is what is idle and blended in...

For a time, everyone looked at the corner of the sound source...

I saw a young man sitting there and raised his hand to bid.

The other person nodded politely when they saw them coming...

However, it is a bit strange that when this price falls, no one has bid this time.

Suddenly, everyone was a little strange. How could these real disciples turn their lives? Suddenly the conscience found out, set aside these treasures to pick up the leak for everyone?

For a time, even the elderly monk glanced at Jiang Zhong and others a bit strangely, and emphasized again: "1.4 million spirit stones at a time..."

Those real disciples still did not respond...

For a time, many people were eager to try...

The price of 1.4 million, although it is a little expensive, but the **** iron that has been refined for ten thousand years, is simply a natural magical rough embryo. With a little sacrifice, a landform magic cannot be run away.

This is a rare opportunity...

For a time, many people were eager to move.

"1.4 million spirit stones twice..."

However, when someone could not hold back and was about to bid, he only saw Na Chulifeng, and suddenly turned his head, smiling at the young monk with a fist: "Congratulations Brother Lin, get this treasure."

"You're welcome..." The young monk nodded and smiled as if quite familiar...

"..."

At this time, the other monks present were a bit dumbfounded.

When I looked at Lin Fei, I was all smirked.

It seems to be saying, shit, looking at you quite honestly, but the result is just the same as the group of people...

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