Tempered Immortal

Old Ong listened, but couldn't put it aside. He sat in his current position. He had not seen any treasures. An early fairy repairer of Yuan Baby in the district could come up with anything good.

Lin Xuan saw the other party's arrogant attitude, but he was not angry. The sleeve robe blew and a slap-sized scale appeared.

Made of earthy yellow with a patterned brown finish and a rustic finish.

“Huh?”

Old Ong didn't care much, but his eyes lit up when he looked at the object.

What a strong earthly attribute. Is it something on a dragon?

With Lin Xuan's consent, he picked up the scales in front of him, his eyes slightly squinted and the light in his eyes flashed.

But the more you look, the more surprised you are!

This is not a dragon's thing, but it is more precious, and if you are not mistaken, it should have been stripped from the ancient beast.

And that ancient beast's grade, it should be the clutch period!

Take it to your ears, bouncing it off your fingers, and a rustic sound travels far away.

“How is this fairy friend still satisfied?” Lin Xuan smiled.

“Oh, it's good, it's good, it's just rude. Such treasures, whether they become defensive property treasures, armor and other treasures, are excellent materials, especially their heavy earthly energy, and will make practicing fairy practitioners of the same attribute, just like...”

“How about that?” Lin Xuan said faintly.

“It's just that there are too few of them. It's inevitably not enough. I don't know if Daoyou has any similar treasures?” Old Ong said carefully that there would be no great benefit in being able to receive this level of surrogacy, so his attitude changed momentarily.

Things are so volatile, it's good for the past!

Lin Xuan listened, but did not answer. Instead, she poured herself a glass of spirit and slowly tasted it.

Since Old Ong is able to entertain customers here, he is naturally a frowning figure. See Lin Xuan's expression like this, not only is he not angry, but he is delighted with himself, slightly hesitant, so he silently opened his mouth: “According to the rules of Fang City, all treasures taken on behalf of others must be smoked once in a hundred times. Exhibit a certain owner, Daoyou's things. How about we smoke 10% less on the original basis? ”

While saying, while looking carefully at Lin Xuan's face, this is a big customer, a good proxy auction, in addition to the rich bonus, there is no great benefit for the auction to increase the popularity.

This is also why, before they shoot on behalf of the Guest, they have to identify, otherwise they can extract more profits, but if anything can get to the auction, it also has a huge impact on their reputation.

There will be small gains in the short term, but they will be significantly detrimental to long-term development.

“Daoyou misunderstood, even though Lin was poor, the rules of the auction were clear. It was normal to smoke all the time, but I didn't come to make up the price.” Lin Xuan said faintly.

“Oh, what does that friend want, just say it?” Old Ong spoke a little surprisingly.

“There are not many demands, only one, I hope to be able to photograph such things anonymously, absolutely confidential to my identity. ”

“There's no problem at all, Daoist. As long as you can give us three or five of these treasures, we can sign a blood deed now. ”

“Three or five dollars?” Lin Xuan's face revealed a strange colour, his sleeve robe flashed, the dull sound entered his ear, and more than twenty identical scales fell on the boat.

Old Ong was frightened and his face flashed with excitement and greed.

……

After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan was sent away by a waitress, and the waist card in his hand turned red, which was only available to the highest guests.

Lin Xuan has more than 100 scales in his hand, but the rare and expensive rationale, he doesn't know, naturally he won't do all of them at once.

Though he is rich in price, as the cultivation grows, the materials needed for Dan medicine will become more and more outrageous, so the behavior of losers cannot be.

After all, in the spiritual realm, it is only scattering, not the kind of thing that a large force can support.

Bibo Bao, the lake is wide enough to pass a tea kung fu before they came to the center, a painting bao appeared in the curtain.

It's a painting, but it's incredible, and there's no problem holding thousands of people.

The loud sound of silkbamboo floats into your ears, and the beautiful young girl dances. On the surface, it's more like the auction place in the secret city of Xiuxian, but it's more like the secular rich sons and daughters of the family to visit the lake.

“Senior, please, the auction is about to begin.” Wen Wan, the maid who sent him, said that the elder had ordered her to greet him alive and offended the guests to spiritually purify themselves.

“Mmm.”

Lin Xuan nodded and moved into the painting.

It's bigger than I thought it would be, and it's incredibly rich.

Lin Xuan entered a bakery herself with that crimson waistplate. This is the treatment of the most honorable guests. There are only a few, a dozen.

As for the other fairy practitioners, they sat in the lobby, and Lin Xuan's mind swept away. There were about a thousand people. The auction of this size was not small.

In the bag room are spiritual tea, melon fruit, Lin Xuan slowly taste it, the auction of the spiritual world, what kind of treasure will come out, he is still quite anticipating.

Not for long, after about a fragrant kung fu, the auction began.

There was some noisy lobby, quiet, able to come here, not to mention, basically the owner of the same class of money, to come to the auction to get the treasure.

The front of the hall is very simple, with only one wooden table.

Yet an old man with gray hair came up.

Fixing was not too tall, early Yuan Baby, but his appearance, however, gave rise to suspicion.

“Master Mo, am I wrong? Master Mo himself presided over it? ”

“Huh, what's the big deal, not just the early days of a yuan baby? ”

“Humph, what do you know, Master Mo Yu is not very tall, but it is a million miles of sea area here, the most famous treasure appraiser, when the real dead wood man, also respected him. I heard that more than a hundred years ago, there was a cave Xuan period senior who passed here, and invited him to appreciate the treasure...”

“What, Dong Xuanshi, Ma Daoyou, you're not mistaken! ”

“Humph, a lot of friends know about this, how can someone in Ma talk nonsense, the Dong Xuan Period senior is passing by, but he also praises Master Mo. ”

“So Master Namo is really amazing. ”

“Bullshit, and the master won't host easily, is there any treasure to be born at this auction? ”

……

Although the two men's arguments were not very loud, there was some noise in the lobby at this time, but Lin Xuan could still hear clearly. After all, his consciousness was not lost to the existence of the late clutch.

Master Mo?

Hetero was born?

Lin Xuan also had some doubts. Is it true that he had such good luck? The first time he saw the auction, he encountered a rare event.

After a few more breaths of kung fu, the noise in the lobby gradually subsided.

“Welcome to Daoists, Lao Mo Trace. I'm sure many Daoists have heard that this auction did have a surprise, but let's move forward. ”

Once the old man punched and sounded calm, he seemed to be a very proud person, but his words suddenly aroused people's curiosity, and the auction had not yet begun, and the atmosphere became warm.

A lot of people stared at each other and were glad to be here.

Master Mo nodded satisfactorily, then clapped his hands, the broken footsteps into his ears, but a maid came on a silver plate.

It's covered in red cloth, and it's the kind that can insulate the gods.

Beauty is lined with treasures, and many people are expecting more and more.

“My husband hasn't hosted an auction in a long time, this first treasure, how about a colorful head and a guess at the auction?” Master Mo did not unravel the red cloth, but smiled.

“Guess? ”

Lin Xuan frowned. He was also quite knowledgeable. However, such things have never been experienced. What do you mean by "guessing"?

There are also many people below who don't understand, so don't ask him questions, but they start again: “What do you mean, guess what, and ask the master to explain one or two. ”

“Oh, Daoyou won't ask, and old nature will also say," Guess what, I won't say what this treasure is, just say a base price, let everyone bid freely. ”

“Ah?”

The voice has not gone down, many fairy repairers have met each other. Since they have come here, they naturally have some family, but Taobao, Taobao, always have to see treasure. The other party won't even say what is on the silver plate. This is the auction, it is inevitable...

If you put a broken stone in it, didn't you spend it yourself?

Of course, not everyone thinks so.

Of the thousands of immortals, there is naturally a proud person, doing so seems risky, but more exciting than seeing a treasure.

Besides, if you want to come to the auction, you can't really take out a piece of garbage. Isn't that how you smash your own sign? As for what you auction may not use, you can resell it as well.

The reactions varied, some were in favor, but more were revealed to be unexpected, but there was no objection. After all, it was an auction, and I was afraid to be deceived, so I didn't have to bid, and I didn't have to spoil the interest of others here.

Master Mo had such a reaction in his heart, so he had no color on his face.

“Okay, so the auction starts. The items in this auction, the starting price of 20,000 crystals, each time the price increases, must not be less than 1,000. Of course, you know the rules, what you pay at the auction refers to Chinese products. ”

After this sentence, let a number of first time attending the auction monks darkly talk, originally thought that the so-called guessing auction was just a vibrant atmosphere, meaning, I didn't expect it to be 20,000 Chinese crystal stone.

On a scale of one to a hundred, a number of fairy fixers in the cotton phase are still quite wealthy to ask themselves, but they can't get all of it, either. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)