Heavenly Saint of Banished Immortals [Main Attack]

After a while, the auction started. A woman stood on the stage and said lightly: "Today's Yujing Pavilion's auction has officially started." After that, the auction process began.

"If you like it, tell the master." Fang Moxuan looked at the things that started to be auctioned and said something to Shao Yun.

"It seems that there are indeed many good things, but they are useless to me." Fang Moxuan felt a little bored looking at the auctioned items below.

"Don't worry, everyone. After a lot of auctions, our items have been auctioned out. The final auction item will be our finale. Everything is extremely precious." The auctioneer on the stage said with a mysterious smile.

Then he took out one of the three white jade boxes from the small teleportation circle beside him and opened it, saying:

"The elixir in this jade box is called Ice Dew. It can be taken internally or applied externally. It can be used for minor trauma or serious internal injury. It can also protect the heart, and the injury can be healed within a short time after one dose. You can also slightly increase your cultivation level, there is only one bottle, there are ten in the bottle, the low price is 3000 yuan high-grade spirit stones, each increase in price must not be less than 100 yuan high-grade spirit stones, and the auction is now open."

After the man finished speaking, the people below were all whispering, even for casual cultivators, thousands of high-grade spirit stones could still be scraped together, but spirit stones are so good, and elixir is hard to find, so naturally they became more active.What's more, even if it is more expensive to increase the cultivation base, the price will soon make other people prohibitive.

"Three thousand and five hundred yuan."

"Three thousand and five hundred yuan."

"Three thousand six hundred and one yuan."

"Three thousand and five hundred yuan."

"........."

"..."

However, as the price became higher and higher, gradually many people withdrew from the bidding, and in the end only the people in the private room upstairs were left with the price increase.

Yujing Pavilion is an auction organization on Tiansheng Continent, and they can be seen in almost every city. People who can sit in private rooms naturally have backgrounds that ordinary casual cultivators can look up to.

"Five thousand and seven hundred yuan." When the price was called out, everyone was stunned, and a little discouraged.

"If no one is raising the price, then this bottle of Ice Dew Pill belongs to this gentleman..." the auctioneer said after seeing the silence in the venue.

"7000 yuan!"

"Since you want it so much, I'll give it to you." A voice said.

"It's really interesting." Fang Moxuan thought to himself, his medicines cost up to 4000 yuan for spirit stones, which is already the highest price, but he finally sold for a high price of 7000 yuan. He should really thank the last two people who raised their prices.

In the last few prices, one could tell from the sound that two people were raising the price, but they didn't know why.Fang Moxuan was not interested in knowing.

After the elixir was auctioned, what came out was a prismatic crystal, which shone with dazzling brilliance under the light, showing its own difference.

"This crystal comes from Mount Mang. I don't know its efficacy or purpose, but after the crystal has been identified, it contains a powerful force. Because I don't know what its effect is, the low price is 2000 yuan for a high-grade spirit stone, and the price increase must be less At 100 Yuan Lingshi."

Fang Moxuan looked uninterested, picked up a cup of tea, sniffed it, and took a sip, when his sleeve was pulled.Don't use only yourself and Shao Yun here.

Looking up, Fang Moxuan smiled and said, "Anyone interested?"

"That...very familiar..." When Shao Yun said it, he was a little uncertain. He had never left Mianyang City, how could he feel familiar with something he had never met before, and he was also a little puzzled.

"Huh? That crystal?" Fang Moxuan raised his eyebrows, and the people in the audience were calling for prices. Because they didn't know what the crystal was used for, there were not many bidders. The current price is only 500 yuan for Lingshi.

"Three thousand and six hundred yuan." Fang Moxuan shouted, since the apprentice wants to buy it, but this thing comes from Mangshan, maybe it has something to do with the apprentice.

Because there was no one asking for the price, although Fang Moxuan went through some twists and turns in the end, he still got the crystal at the price of 300 yuan of spirit stones.

The third item is a sword. It seems to be a very old thing. According to the people from the auction house, it is at least 1 years ago. Fang Moxuan is a little interested. Only one person he knows is a sword repairer. Although this sword has been dusty for such a long time, he has indeed seen this sword before - in the memory of Youzi Butterfly King, isn't this the sword behind that sword cultivator.

Originally, it was just a one-sided relationship, and Fang Moxuan would not remember the mere sword, but just after the sword appeared, the purple butterfly in the jade box sent Fang Moxuan waves of ups and downs, very anxious. want to come out.

Fang Moxuan also found it strange that this butterfly was seriously worn out, and it had been cultivating in the box since the previous incident, and had never had any communication with Fang Moxuan.

"What's the matter, it's flying so fast." Fang Moxuan said to stop Zidie who was eager to fly towards the sword.

"It's the master's sword." A message came.

"That one? It doesn't look like it." Fang Moxuan said, holding Zidie with one hand and resting his chin on the other.

"It's the master's sword. Although it's very weak, it's just the master's breath." Zidie flew around trying to escape from the confinement.

"Enen, it's alright, I understand, don't get excited, the sword, right, I'll take it if you don't tell me." Fang Moxuan comforted the irritable butterfly, who originally planned to buy it as a gift for him Junior brother's gift.

After hearing Fang Moxuan's words, Butterfly stopped making trouble, settled down, and stared at him.

"I think you are much better, you don't need to be confined in the jade box, but you are too conspicuous like this... I have it." Fang Moxuan took out a bottle of black powder and poured it on the butterfly, so he was originally awakened. The Youzi Ghost Butterfly of the ancient bloodline has turned into an ordinary spirit butterfly like Xuan Die.

"It's so ugly..." Fang Moxuan ignored Lingdie's protest, and warned Lingdie that if he ran away, he would not help him buy the sword. After buying the sword, he threw it to Shao Yun, who was looking at Lingdie curiously, and let the two of them The exchange went.

The value of this sword is not much different from that of crystals, but there are quite a few people who are interested. Although the refining techniques of thousands of years ago cannot be said to be completely different from today's, but compared to the previous many clever refining techniques, they have been lost. Senior craftsmen can only be found in the big sect.

Not to mention the magic weapon from ten thousand years ago. Although there are many people who use swords as weapons in the cultivation world, there are not many professional sword practitioners. In addition to personal talent and aptitude, perseverance is also extremely important if you want to go further on the journey of sword cultivation.

Therefore, although it is also auctioned as the finale item, the value is just to see if there is a family who likes to collect antiquities, or is it a craftsman.

After all, although Yuqing City is one of the best in Zhangzhou, it is nothing in Dongzhou, so the Yujing Pavilion here is just a branch pavilion, and naturally there is nothing extremely precious.

The next auction started, the old god Fang Moxuan was watching, not in a hurry, he was waiting for the end when not many people raised the price, so he was too lazy to bid here now.

Well, but he miscalculated, because it was obvious that someone else besides him was going to win, which was a pain in the ass.Fang Moxuan was depressed.

"Hey, there's no other way. Ten thousand." Fang Moxuan reported a number, and if it didn't work out, he could just forget it.

"Eleven thousand." It was obvious that the man and Fang Moxuan were in a fight, and he was bound to win the sword.

"I quit." Fang Moxuan touched his nose and said something, and then did not increase the price.

"All right, all right, stop arguing, or I'll crush you to death." Fang Moxuan smiled brightly at the butterfly shouting in his ear.

Butterfly stopped, and then stopped shouting, just flew about one meter away from Fang Moxuan and sobbed softly.

"..." Fang Moxuan was helpless, whether it was right or wrong to keep this butterfly.

As for why the butterfly didn't fly away in a hurry, it was because Fang Moxuan put a curse mark on him, and he couldn't leave Fang Moxuan one meter away, otherwise he would be weak all over, unable to fly and could only fall to the ground and crawl. stand up.

Moreover, the butterfly's instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages told it that the person in front of it was not easy to mess with, so it stayed by Fang Moxuan's side peacefully.

Seeing that the auction was coming to an end, Fang Moxuan quickly put on the cloak, picked up Shao Yun and hid it under the cloak. After the auction was over, the things Fang Moxuan photographed were also sent over.Everything was no different from when he came here. The black butterfly rested on his shoulders, as if blending into the black cloak.

"Here are the spirit stones from the items you auctioned and the auctioned items. After deducting the commission charged by the auction house and the money for the items, there are 2000 yuan of spirit stones left." Soon after Fang Moxuan put on his cloak, someone knocked on the door and came in.

Fang Moxuan looked at the tray on the table, nodded and put it in the ring, then walked out the door.

"Can you feel the breath of that sword?" Fang Moxuan hid himself and waited at the door, hoping that the man hadn't left yet.

"Hmm." Butterfly said quickly.

"It's really a coincidence." Fang Moxuan looked at the person in the direction that the butterfly was pointing at, wasn't it his junior brother Xiao Ming, but the person next to him seemed familiar no matter how he looked, but he didn't seem to know him after thinking about it carefully.

Fang Moxuan didn't know him, but the butterfly beside him was as excited as chicken blood, if he didn't remember the curse seal, he would have rushed up.

"Be quiet, you know that person, huh?" Fang Moxuan was talking about the man in purple who was following his junior brother.

"That's my father!" Little Butterfly said decisively.

Fang Moxuan staggered, the butterfly's father was at least 26 years old, and that person looked 1-[-] at best, not to mention that even if the cultivator's age and appearance were hard to tell, he was only [-] years old, don't be kidding.

Fang Moxuan found a hidden place, took off his cloak, led Shao Yun, and walked towards Xiao Ming with a butterfly squatting on his shoulder.

"Brother Fang." After Fang Moxuan approached, Xiao Ming obviously saw Fang Moxuan, and shouted.

"Well, I saw you on the street just now, so I came over to say hello. This is..." Fang Moxuan looked at the person who was leaning on his junior brother and asked?By the way, warn the butterfly so that it does not act rashly.

Xiao Ming didn't know what to say, but the man spoke by himself.

"Blue Chess." The man smiled charmingly.

"Hello." After getting closer, Fang Moxuan looked at the face in front of him and remembered where he had seen it before. It was beside the sword repairman in Butterfly's memory.That demon cultivator named 'Yu'.

"This is my apprentice, Shao Yun. It's called Uncle Xiao." Fang Moxuan smiled.

"Uncle Xiao."

"This is not a place to talk. Where do you live now? Find a place to talk." Knowing that Xiao Ming has doubts, why not himself.

"Well, good." Xiao Ming nodded, pushed Lan Qi who was still lying on his shoulder and said.

The author has something to say: These things are foreshadowed, not written by the author (^o^)/~