fairy jade dust

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Lin Mu. 【 】

There was a burst of surprise in everyone's eyes, and then they looked at the boy in white.

So far in the auction, no one has dared to compete with the boy in white.

Lin Mu is the first!

The boy in white had a calm expression on his face, and others couldn't see what he was thinking at all.

The young man in white glanced at Lin Mu, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then turned his head away.

Since then, there has been silence and silence.

Lin Mu's face was as calm as waves, and he didn't pay attention to everyone's surprised eyes at all.

He is bound to get this purple incense burner, and no one can snatch it from him.

Even that mysterious boy in white!

He had been on the sidelines before, the price of the purple incense burner was getting higher and higher, and there were fewer and fewer competitors.

Until the boy in white opened his mouth, no one participated in the competition.

At this moment, Lin Mu decided to make a move. At this moment, only the young man in white was left. He decided to use his strength and did not hold back.

One hundred and sixty thousand yuan!

The price is definitely not low!

Even if it is a top-grade magic weapon, the price is no more than that.

Although Lin Mu's face was calm, he was also a little nervous.

Since the beginning of the auction, the boy in white has won many battles and never missed.

The net worth is extremely rich, which is staggering.

Although Lin Mu dared to compete with him, he also had fear in his heart.

Such a young man, whose cultivation base is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, has such an astonishing net worth, and his background must be extraordinary.

If this person is provoked because of this, it will cause a lot of trouble.

What reassured him a little was that although the boy in white didn't speak, he didn't show any anger or hatred either.

Either it is generous and tolerant, or it is scheming.

No matter which one it is, it is not easy for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

This self-cultivation shocked Lin Mu.

The audience was silent and no one made a sound.

Xu Jing glanced at the young man in white and knew that he was no longer participating in the competition. He presumably kept the spirit stone to compete for the next two most important treasures.

Xu Jing was stunned, and said calmly, "One hundred and sixty thousand yuan for the first time!"

"One hundred and sixty thousand yuan for the second time!"

The audience was as quiet as before, and a needle could be heard.

Lin Mu's face was calm, and there was a faint joy in his heart.

"One hundred and sixty thousand yuan for the third time!"

clang!

Xu Jing looked relieved: "Deal!"

At this moment, Lin Mu had a smile on his face.

This fight is over now.

He just asked the price once, and he got what he wanted.

The Purple Incense Stove is here!

Xu Jing smiled and said, "Next, we will start auctioning the second-ranked Dragon Cable on the Rare Treasure List!"

At this moment, Lin Mu got up gently and walked to the backstage.

Although the latter two treasures were also extremely rare, he had no intention of competing for them and had nothing to do with him.

He bought the top three purple incense burner on the list of rare treasures, which has become the focus of attention of the audience.

With the purple incense burner in hand, he just wanted to get it quickly and leave.

Through the long corridor, Lin Mu came behind the scenes.

Behind the scenes is a small house, the door is closed, so you can't see what's going on inside.

Outside the house, there was a group of cultivators standing quietly, all of them were in the late stage of Lingji, the number of them was no less than 30!

Seeing Lin Mu approaching, a middle-aged cultivator came forward to meet him: "What's the matter with you?"

Lin Mu's face was calm: "Get the purple incense burner!"

The middle-aged cultivator glanced at Lin Mu and said calmly, "Come with me!"

Then he led Lin Mu to the house, and Lin Mu followed closely behind.

This hut is not as luxurious as imagined, it is antique and filled with all kinds of treasures.

These are all items of this auction.

Lin Mu had seen many of them before and was deeply impressed.

There were four old men sitting quietly in the room. All four of them were gray-haired, but their faces were smooth, and they looked white-haired and childlike.

Lin Mu looked at the four of them and was startled.

He couldn't see the cultivation of these four people at all!

Jindan period!

Four Golden Cores!

The four old men looked at Lin Mu together, and one of the older men asked, "Are you here to get the purple incense burner?"

He had obviously heard Lin Mu's conversation outside the house.

Lin Mu's expression froze, and he said, "That's true."

Immediately handed over eight jade slips, which were the eight keepsakes.

The old man took the jade slips, examined them, nodded and said, "Five high-grade flying swords, one thousand "Burst Flame Talismans", five thousand "Fire Bullet Talismans", and one top-grade blood sword, not bad!"

He looked up at Lin Mu, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

Even he was amazed that a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment could have so many treasures.

The old man then took out another jade slip from the storage bag, checked it, and smiled at Lin Mu: "According to the auction records, these treasures were sold for a total of 17 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and our auction house will take 8000% of it." , there is 16 yuan left, and the purple incense burner is sold for 200 yuan. In this way, you have 6000 yuan left!" The old man explained to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu had already settled this account in his heart.

Hearing what the old man said, Lin Mu nodded with a smile and said, "Exactly."

The old man put away the eight jade slips, then took out a sandalwood box, handed it to Lin Mu, and said with a smile, "The purple incense burner is inside."

Lin Mu was cautious, opened the sandalwood box, and there was a purple alchemy stove inside. After checking it, there was no doubt that the box was the purple incense stove.

Lin Mu smiled, closed the box, and put the purple incense burner into the storage bag.

Seeing that Lin Mu had put away the purple incense burner, the old man smiled and asked, "The low-grade spirit stones worth 200 yuan, do you want low-grade spirit stones or middle-grade spirit stones?"

Lin Mu said without hesitation: "A middle-grade spirit stone." The aura contained in a middle-grade spirit stone is a hundred times purer than that of a low-grade spirit stone, so he naturally wanted a middle-grade spirit stone.

The old man then took out a cyan cloth bag from the storage bag, and said with a smile, "There are 540 middle-grade spirit stones in total, you should check to see if it is correct."

Lin Mu took the bag and counted it again, and it was undoubtedly 540 yuan.

A middle-grade spirit stone is worth 100 yuan low-grade spirit stone.

200 yuan low-grade spirit stones, if replaced with medium-grade spirit stones, it is only 540 yuan.

Including the remaining 1 low-grade spirit stones, Lin Mu still has 5000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones!

With a smile on his face, Lin Mu put away the cloth bag, saluted and thanked the old man: "There are no mistakes, please worry about it!"

The old man said with a smile: "This is all my job, nothing to worry about."

With a smile on his face, Lin Mu saluted and bid farewell to the four old men, then turned and left.

The four Golden Core cultivators watched Lin Mu go away with calm expressions on their faces.

After Lin Mu walked out of the hut, the old man waved his hand, and the door closed again.

Lin Mu got out of the hut, nodded to the group of guards outside the hut, and then left.

Back in the auction hall, Lin Mu was shocked.

In the main hall, swords were on the verge of breaking out, and there was a sense of murderousness.

You don't need to think about it to know that the auction has reached the most critical moment.

"Eighty-eight thousand yuan!" A big man shouted, his face flushed.

"9 yuan!" A Golden Core cultivator spoke slowly with a calm expression.

"6000 yuan!" Another person joined in.

"10 yuan!" It was that big guy again.

Lin Mu looked at the situation in the arena, and it was the last moment.

Xu Jing held a dazzling flying sword in his hand. He didn't activate any spiritual power, but the flying sword was overflowing with light, and the whole venue was full of brilliance.

Feng Yuan Sword!

This is the No. [-] Feng Yuan Sword!

It really lives up to its reputation!

Who wouldn't want such a flying sword?

Even the average golden core cultivator can only use the top-grade flying sword without a magic weapon.

Such a top-quality flying sword is rare to see, and several Golden Core cultivators are unwilling to miss it.

There are also a large number of spiritual solitary practitioners who also participated in the competition.

This flying sword has unrivaled attack power. After sacrificial training, its strength will definitely increase several times. Not to mention defeating the Golden Core Stage cultivator, it is not a big problem to be able to protect itself in the hands of the Golden Core Stage cultivator.

Quite a number of cultivators in the spiritual stillness stage have accumulated countless wealth after hunting monsters for decades, and their spiritual stones are not much less than those in the golden core stage.

They came to this auction precisely for this Feng Yuan sword.

It is said that this Fengyuan sword is of extremely high quality, and it can be called the first sword under the magic weapon!

This praise, Feng Yuanjian can fully afford it.

"One hundred thousand and five thousand yuan!" Another late-stage cultivator of Lingji couldn't hold back and began to bid.

The scene was hot, and everyone's eyes were red.

At this moment, the spirit stone seemed to be just a number, and it had no other function.

I don't know, behind every piece of spirit stone, there is a bloody battle, obtained by hunting monsters.

"One hundred and eight thousand yuan!" The competition is still going on.

"11 yuan!" Someone continued to increase the price.

"12 yuan!" A golden core practitioner seemed not to want to spend any more, so he added an extra 1 yuan.

"12!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, these people were all spectators, and they didn't feel nervous, but they were very excited about each higher number.

"It's the same as the Yulongsuo just now!" Another person said.

"I'm sure that Feng Yuanjian will definitely break the record of Yulongsuo!" No.1 said.

As soon as he finished speaking, it really came true.

"12 yuan!"

A cultivator in the late stage of Lingji, with red eyes, gritted his teeth.

"13 yuan!" The golden core cultivator's face was no longer calm, and he said fiercely.

As soon as the price was announced, many people immediately sat back and gave up.

13 yuan!

Many spiritual solitary practitioners have struggled for a lifetime, but they can't earn so many spiritual stones.

The scene became much quieter, but the fight was even more fierce.

Suddenly!

A young voice rang out, echoing throughout the hall.

"15 yuan!"

The young man in white looked calm and said leisurely.

He waited and watched until now, and finally decided to make a move.

As soon as you make a move, you will add an extra 2 yuan!

15 million!

All the cultivators in the spiritual solitude period gave up, with dejected looks on their faces.

"15 yuan!" The golden core cultivator gritted his teeth and decided to continue the competition.

He is also extremely eager for this Yuanfeng sword, even if the opponent is a young man in white, he will fight for it.

"16 yuan!" The boy in white raised the price again.

"16 yuan!" The golden core cultivator was furious for a while.

"17 yuan!" The boy in white understated it.

"17 yuan!" The golden core cultivator said helplessly.

"18 yuan!" The white-clothed boy stared closely at the Golden Core practitioner.

18 yuan!

The audience was silent. This price was beyond everyone's imagination.

Holding Feng Yuanjian in his arms, Xu Jing stood on the stage with a smile on his face.

The higher the auction price, the more commission he gets.

He earned a lot of money from this auction!

The golden core cultivator glanced at the young man in white, smiled wryly, and gave up.

The net worth of the boy in white is not even comparable to him.

No one spoke again, and the boy in white smiled brightly.

"18 yuan for the first time!"

"18 yuan for the second time!"

"18 yuan for the third time!"

clang!

Xu Jing smiled all over his face: "Deal!"