Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 39

It was rare to meet such a rookie who didn't know anything about the dialect. The two of them introduced the person on the stage to the dialect clearly. Otherwise, ten, nine and a half people here would know about this.

Dialect listened to the introduction of the two, and asked something out of nowhere, which made the two feel more confidant, wishing to tell Fang Yan everything they knew, to show their profound experience.

After listening to it, the dialect was a little surprised. The first floor of the feeling is also a big sect, but they are not like ordinary sects, they have fixed gates, but are scattered in various cultivation fairs. The first floor of the sky here is them In the stronghold of Tianguixu.

There are many masters on the first floor of the sky, and there are several foundation-building monks in the stronghold of Tianguixu. The Thai monk on the stage is one of them. Usually, they don’t see each other at all. They only appear when there are important auction items. I know what it is this time, and I need him to come forward. I don't know if there are any items that I need to repair my soul.

With the sound of the hammer on the stage, the auction officially started.

The two people next to Dialect no longer showed off, and they probably had some important items to buy.

"Everyone, the first auction item is the fourth-order spirit wood Fengleizhu, which is 300 years old. The starting price is [-] spirit stones. If you are interested, please bid."

It wasn't the Thai monk who spoke just now, but another young man, but everyone didn't care who was hosting, and they were all concerned about the auction.

The fourth-order wind and thunder bamboo is an excellent material for refining lightning-type magic weapons. Lightning-type magic weapons are the best magic weapons to deal with ghosts and ghosts. Naturally, there are many people competing to bid.

"One thousand and eight."

"one thousand and nine"

"Two thousand one"

"Is there any fellow daoist who bid higher?" The young man held the drumstick in his hand and looked around the field. Seeing that no one was making any more bids, he dropped the hammer with a "snap": "Congratulations to fellow daoist No. 35, two thousand and one hundred spirit stones, you Got this Wind Thunder Bamboo."

"The second lot is..."

With the appearance of each lot, the atmosphere in the entire auction venue was extremely enthusiastic. Dialect stared at the lot on the stage. Up to now, not a single elixir to repair the soul, not even a spiritual herb had appeared.

Dialect also saw the wealth of the monks. None of the items that appeared here were sold for less than [-] spirit stones. The first Fenglei Bamboo that appeared was the cheapest one, which cost [-]. Later, several items broke through to [-]. Lingshi.

Dialect now not only has to pay attention to whether there will be something he wants, but also consider whether he can afford it, but the two people next to him bought what they wanted, which is a piece of black iron stone, which should be refined. Let's get a flying sword. After getting Xuan Tieshi, the two are even more enthusiastic, and they can't stop introducing the characters in the field and the auction items on the stage to Dialect.

The one just sold was a low-grade treasure, the Mountain River Fan. The transaction price reached an astonishing [-] spirit stones. It was bought by a VIP in a VIP room upstairs, and everyone in the venue was attracted by this big-money spender. , Even the dialect couldn't help but glance a few more times, but the person who took the picture of Shanhe Fan didn't show up, and the VIP room was still quiet.

"The next lot is the third-grade high-grade medicine Jiuyin Dan, and the starting price is three thousand spirit stones."

"Jiuyindan?" Fang Yan couldn't help getting excited when he heard the words of the young people on the stage. A few days ago, Fangyan searched through dozens of jade slips bought at Tiangui Market, and Jiuyindan is just the one that can mend the soul. Planting elixir, in fact, the most common function of Jiuyin Dan is not to repair the soul, but to condense the consciousness, but from the perspective of the dialect, it is naturally more important to repair the soul.

It's just that the starting price is only 4000 spirit stones. Dialect has more than [-] spirit stones in his pocket. He doesn't know if it's enough.

"Three thousand five hundred spirit stones." Before the dialect could speak, he heard a voice from a VIP room upstairs, and the voice seemed to be the one who just bought the Shanhe fan.

"Three thousand six hundred spirit stones." Fang Yan held up the sign in his hand.

Dialect's gesture surprised the two people around him. He thought Fang Yan was just a country bumpkin who wasted a dozen spirit stones to open his eyes, but he didn't expect to have so many spirit stones on him.

"Three thousand seven hundred spirit stones." Another tepid voice came out.

"Three thousand and eight hundred spirit stones." Not only dialect and the one upstairs were interested in Jiu Yindan, but several others soon joined in.

"[-] spirit stones." The one in the VIP room seemed impatient to compete with others for bids, and raised the price by [-] spirit stones at once.

It seemed that this price frightened the rest of the people, maybe they thought that Jiu Yindan was not worth so much money at all, the young man on the stage held a drumstick and asked, "Is there anyone with a higher bid?" After looking around for a week, , seeing no one answered, was about to drop the hammer.

"Four thousand six hundred spirit stones." The voice came out in dialect.

Things did not develop in the direction that dialect expected. With another voice of "five thousand spirit stones" coming from upstairs, dialect gave up. If the other party adds more spirit stones, I have nothing to do with it.

At this time, Fang Yan also knew that the person upstairs should be a wealthy master. He just spent [-] spirit stones to take down a low-grade treasure, and immediately set his sights on this Nine Yin Pill. Take it to heart, I don't know who it is, the voice is not too old, and it is probably a direct disciple of some big sect.

Seeing that Dialect no longer bid, the young people on the stage looked around for a week and finally dropped the hammer: "Congratulations to VIP Room No. [-], five thousand spirit stones, this Jiuyin Dan is yours."

A lot of good things were sold in the subsequent auction, such as fourth-rank elixirs, low-rank treasures, fourth-rank spiritual herbs, and even a fifth-tier spiritual herb, but the most surprising thing was the finale item. , It turned out to be a fragment of a spiritual weapon. Although it was only a fragment, as long as it was hooked to a spiritual weapon, it could drive a monk crazy.

The dialect practice time is still short. Although he knows that the spiritual weapon is precious, he has not really understood what a spiritual weapon means to a monk, let alone understand that what so many people are vying for is just a fragment.

The emotion of the dialect did not affect the auction of this spirit fragment, but in the end, it was the people in the VIP room upstairs who were competing to bid, and the people downstairs also understood that the appearance of the Thai monk today was because of this spirit fragment Well, the last piece of this fragment was sold at a sky-high price of [-] spirit stones. With [-] spirit stones, Mo Lingzong's annual income is not so much, Fang Yan thought secretly when he saw the people bidding wildly.

No matter what the outcome of the auction was, Fang Yan didn't get what he wanted, and he went out of the first floor in frustration. Apart from seeing the big scene, Fang Yan had nothing to gain. The 15 Yuan Lingshi was not wasted. Two hundred spirit stones bought a spirit pet bag, and planned to give it to Yue Linglong after returning home.

Just after leaving the first floor of the sky, Fang Yan found a middle-aged man behind him, who seemed to have something to say to him, Fang Yan stopped and looked at the man.

Seeing that Fang Yan noticed him, the middle-aged man came over: "This fellow daoist, just now at the auction site, I saw that fellow daoist wanted to buy Jiuyin Dan."

"Yes, do you have it on Fellow Daoist?"

"No, no, I don't have such a high-level pill on me."

"What does that fellow daoist mean?"

"I don't have Jiuyin Dan, but I know a place that has it."

"Oh?"

Seeing some disbelief in the dialect, the middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist, I found a cave a few days ago, and I can confirm that it is the cave of a senior alchemist. If you enter it, there must be pills that you need. I know if you are interested."

Hearing this, Fang Yan knew that he had met a liar. When he was in the pawn shop in Fenzhou Prefecture, he had seen many such scammers. Unexpectedly, the practice world was also like this. It is estimated that the person who came here saw his low cultivation. , it should be easy to deceive.

The dialect didn't break the point, but said: "Are you just telling me one person, if we go in, we will share equally after we get treasure?"

"Of course, our cooperation must be fair and reasonable."

"Okay, fellow daoist, since you said so, we can cooperate once, but I don't have a suitable magic weapon in my hand now, can I borrow one from fellow daoist first, and return it to you when we get the treasure, or Lend me some spirit stones, I'll go buy a top-quality magic weapon first, and I'll be more sure."

"Ah?" The middle-aged man didn't expect that what he wanted to say was said first by the dialect: "Friend Daoist, don't you have a lot of spiritual stones on you, and you didn't succeed in buying Jiuyin Dan just now."

"You said that it was auctioned just now. It was bought for my master. The old man has left just now. I don't have any spirit stones on me. Let's go, fellow daoist, let's go buy two magical artifacts first. It’s good to go to the Cave Mansion.”

"Fellow Taoist, the Cave Mansion still needs a long-term plan. Why don't you wait for a few days at the Ghost Market, and I'll go get some magical artifacts first." Before he could answer in dialect, the middle-aged man ran away quickly. Far.

(End of this chapter)