Inverse Sword God

"This first thing is the Bi Ling Pill, this is a kind of pill from Ming Pharmacist's hand, presumably everyone should be familiar with it."

"This kind of spirit pill can increase the spiritual power of the spirit sea realm warrior. It is very pure, and the warrior only needs to absorb it."

The white-robed old man explained a little bit.

Lin Xuan understands that this kind of pill can shorten the training time and allow the martial artist to quickly improve his cultivation in a short time.

However, you can't eat more of this kind of things. After all, it's not the spiritual power that you cultivated, and it also contains impurities in its purity.

"There are three pieces in total. They will be auctioned separately." The white-robed old man obviously also knew this kind of thing, he slowly said, "The reserve price is 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000."

After the white-robed old man finished speaking, the people under him boiled.

Most of the warriors present were Linghai Realm, and they couldn't need this kind of medicine.

At the moment, many people are starting to quote.

"twelve thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand!"

"Eighteen thousand..."

The shouts came one after another, and Lin Xuan was speechless. It seemed that he still underestimated the temptation of this pill.

For ordinary warriors, if their cultivation base increases, their strength will also increase significantly. Maybe they will be valued in the gate, or they will have more chances to escape during their expeditions.

Finally, the first Jasper Pill was bought at a price of 22,000.

The remaining two elixirs were photographed at 20,000 and 24,000 respectively.

Three pills were sold for a price of nearly 70,000 lower-grade spirit stones, something Lin Xuan had never imagined before.

The old man in the white robe was also very satisfied with the price of the first thing at auction.

The next thing went smoothly. Everything that appeared in the auction floor was not Fanpin, and there would be no comments.

Lin Xuan never made a move. He didn't lack the pill for the exercises for the time being, but he was a weapon.

The auction proceeded slowly, and within one hour, seven items were sold.

At this moment, the white-robed old man said loudly on the auction stage.

"The following item can be said to be a rare thing, I hope everyone can grasp it."

His words aroused everyone's interest, and many people were guessing what it was.

"Master Bai, you don't want to sell it, just say it!"

In the audience, the impatient warrior shouted.

Everyone looked at the auction table with curiosity, waiting for the white-robed old man to reveal the answer.

A beautiful maid walked forward and brought out a long flaming knife.

The white-robed old man held the long knife in his hand and gently waved it towards the void.

A sword with a length of more than ten meters suddenly appeared, across the sky, and accompanied by a heat wave, it rose to the sky.

call!

As a sea of ​​fire spread, the sky was red.

"Mysterious rank treasure!" Everyone underneath felt this power and exclaimed.

Huh!Huh!Huh!

For a while, everyone's fiery eyes condensed on the auction stage.

The white-robed old man was very satisfied with the effect. He laughed loudly and said: "Yes, it is indeed a profound-order treasure, and it is also an ancient relic."

"The origin of this treasured sword is mysterious, not a contemporary product."

"You guys, don't miss this opportunity!"

The white-robed old man put the long knife back, and then said with a smile: "The reserve price is one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, and every time you increase the price, no less than ten thousand spirit stones!"

His words echoed in the auction house for a long time.

Everyone took a breath, and the heat in their hearts was drowned out a lot.

One hundred thousand spirit stones is not a small number, and ordinary soul realm warriors can't produce it at all.

Only some disciples of great teachers, or princes from aristocratic families can afford this huge sum of money, and once these people participate in the auction, the price is definitely more than one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

The scene was a little quiet for a while, ordinary disciples couldn't afford it, and the rich were watching.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly, this kind of scene was not what he wanted to see.

"One hundred thousand." He said lightly.

Profound rank swords are not common, he doesn't believe these people can let it go.

Sure enough, since he spoke, some people have increased the price.

The price of the flaming long knife has been rising, reaching 150,000.

The ordinary martial artist had already begun to swallow his saliva, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that the price would not stop here, because he found that one of the people participating in the auction was a disciple of the Cang family.

He is Cang Lei's brother, Cang Leopard.

As a swordsman and a genius disciple on the Qianlong list, Lin Xuan believed that he would not let this opportunity pass.

Sure enough, the Cang Leopard's face was gloomy and seemed a little impatient.

He snorted coldly, and a cold voice sounded: "Two hundred thousand!"

Quiet, absolutely quiet.

Only Cang Leopard's voice reverberated, and everyone was frightened by his price increase.

Lin Xuan smiled with satisfaction, the price has exceeded his budget, and even the white-robed old man on the auction stage was smiling again and again.

Just when everyone thought it was about to end, a lazy voice sounded.

"Two hundred ten thousand!"

"What? Someone will increase the price!"

"Someone won't buy Cang Leopard's face!"

On the ground of Qingzhou, there are basically no people who don't know Chong Leopard, and now some people want to grab food.

However, when everyone learned that the source of the sound was, they were silent.

Because that voice came from one of the private rooms.

Anyone who can enter a private room has either a distinguished identity or a superior strength, far from being comparable to them.

Cang Leopard's face was gloomy, he looked at the private room on the second floor, his fist suddenly clenched.

"Two hundred twenty thousand!"

Cangbao quoted the price.

"Two hundred thirty thousand!"

The voice was still lazy, without any change.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" Cang Leopard gritted his teeth and said, this was already his limit, and he could only give up no matter how much.

His knuckles became pale because of the force.

With this knife, he can definitely enter the top fifty of Qianlong list!

"Two hundred sixty thousand."

That voice seemed to say another trivial thing.

Cangbao's body was slightly stiff, he was not making a quote, but sitting with a gloomy expression.

On the auction stage, the white-robed old man said with a smile: "Congratulations to the owner of the private room No. 3 for getting this mysterious sword."

Everyone was amazed that the price of two hundred and sixty thousand yuan had exceeded the value of the low-level treasure of the Profound Rank, but the person didn't care at all.

Lin Xuan was most delighted. He didn't expect that a low-level profound artifact could sell 260,000 spiritual stones, which was already close to the value of a mid-level profound artifact.

With this money, he has more confidence in the long sword treasures that will be auctioned later.

The next auction was a little flat, and everyone's mood was obviously not very high.

But the next item pushed the atmosphere of the auction to a climax again.

The white-robed old man took out a long sword and held it high in the air.

The sword is three feet long and is carved with ancient inscriptions. The body of the sword is like autumn water, dripping with cold light.

The long sword danced lightly, the sword light flashed, cutting through the void.

Lin Xuan keenly felt that the power of this long sword was far above the fiery long sword.

"The sword name Qiuhen, a middle-grade treasure of the mysterious rank, has a base price of 200,000, and each increase in price shall not be less than 10,000!"

The voice of the white-robed old man fell, and everyone was boiling.

At this moment, the door of the auction slowly opened, and a group of people walked in.

Everyone was puzzled and looked back.

They knew that during the auction process, warriors were not allowed to enter and leave casually.

But now someone ignores this rule and walks in.

Lin Xuan also looked back, and when he saw the man, his body was suddenly stunned.

Behind, a group of people stood at the entrance, with a strong breath blooming on their bodies.

The person in the middle, Meixingjianmu, has a sharp aura on his body, as if a divine sword is out of its sheath.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank sharply and couldn't help clenching his fists.