Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

As soon as Su Mei finished speaking, the eyes of those monks who were excited and wanted to take pictures of this weapon refining technique suddenly showed disappointment, and among these people, Wu Fan was also included.

In fact, no one is stupid. Even if you talk about the ancient weapon refining technique, it is still an ordinary weapon refining technique!

In today's world of immortality, there are obviously powerful weapon refining techniques, but who would choose such an ordinary thing?

But having said that, some monks who are not financially strong have no choice but to choose ordinary weapon refining techniques.

What's more, this ancient weapon refining technique is not too inferior. At least it can be ranked in the middle of today's weapon refining techniques. I think there will be many people competing for it after a while, but the price will definitely not be too high. .

Wu Fan looked at the scroll and sighed. After waiting for three full days, he finally got such an ordinary thing. He must have been very disappointed.

With his abundant financial resources, it is impossible for him to be willing to just randomly choose an ordinary weapon refining technique. At worst, he would have to wait a little longer, or go to more large islands to search. No matter how many spiritual stones he spends, he is ready to find a powerful one. The art of refining weapons.

When Wu Fan thought of this, he closed his eyes and planned to give up on this weapon refining technique, because there was no use in taking pictures and there was no need to waste spiritual stones.

But when he looked at the scroll before, he always felt that this scroll was not that simple. Whether it was the material or the simple and mysterious feeling, he felt that this scroll was not an ordinary thing.

Out of curiosity, Wu Fan couldn't help but open his eyes and looked over again using the Demonic Eyes.

But when he looked at the ancient scroll again with a flash of black light in his eyes, his heart suddenly moved, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face. However, this emotion was quickly hidden by him, and he remained calm. I closed my eyes again, as if nothing happened.

At this time, Su Mei's voice came out again!

"I won't waste your time. If you like to use flying sword magic weapons, don't miss this weapon refining technique. Without further ado, the bidding starts now. The starting price is 50,000 spirit stones. Each The price increase shall not be less than one thousand.”

As soon as Su Mei finished speaking, a few bids were heard from the crowd below. As for the Jindan monks upstairs, no one bid.

But this is not surprising, because the natal magic weapon is of great importance to the monks. It can be said to be an important weapon that follows one's life. No monk will just deal with it casually unless it is a last resort.

"Fifty-two thousand!"

"I'll pay fifty-three thousand!"

"The little girl offers fifty-four thousand!"

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"Sixty thousand"

"I've given up!"

"I gave up too!"

After several bidding calls, this weapon refining technique was only called up to 60,000 and no one continued to follow the price.

At this time, Wu Fan also opened his eyes. After waiting for a few breaths, he said casually:

"I'll pay sixty-two thousand!"

Normally, if someone else was bidding, almost no one would pay attention, but as soon as Wu Fan finished speaking, everyone in the hall looked over.

Because Wu Fan's reputation is so great, people feel a little curious as to why he would ask for a price for such an ordinary thing.

At this time, Su Mei couldn't help but look over, but when she saw Wu Fan's casual expression, she didn't say anything. She just thought that the other person was on a whim and wanted to take pictures for fun.

But Fairy Ling upstairs didn't think so. She felt that since Wu Fan took action, it must be because there was something unusual about this scroll.

Then he didn't ask the two brothers beside him and shouted directly:

"I'll pay 70,000!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the two people beside her all looked over without speaking, waiting for Fairy Ling to give an explanation.

"Brothers, I think this person participated in the auction innocently. He must have discovered something unusual about this scroll. Otherwise, he would not be interested in such an ordinary thing."

"Junior sister, I don't agree with what you said. Do you think that even the master of weapon refining has already determined that this mere foundation-building monk can find any difference? I would say that the other party just wanted to take pictures for fun. "The young man said softly and noncommittally.

"Second brother is right, little sister, you are indeed making a fuss out of a molehill."

The old man shook his head and closed his eyes again after finishing speaking.

"This..." After hearing this, Fairy Ling's face became a little uncertain, and then she spoke again:

"Even so, I will raise the price and let this person spend more spiritual stones, so that I can feel better. I have been very popular with this person in the past few days, and I want to take revenge."

After hearing this, the two old men said nothing and just closed their eyes to rest.

When Wu Fan downstairs heard Ling Xianzi's words, his face suddenly darkened. He also knew what the other party was thinking, which was nothing more than revenge on him. Although he was angry in his heart, he had no choice. After thinking about it, he thought again He shouted nonchalantly:

"I'll pay 71,000 yuan. If anyone bids higher than me, then this weapon refining skill will belong to her. Anyway, I just want to take pictures and study it for fun."

What Wu Fan said worked really well. As soon as he finished speaking, Fairy Ling actually didn't make another offer.

In fact, Fairy Ling wanted to bid more times, but she didn't know whether Wu Fan's words were true or false, so she didn't dare to bet at all.

If the other party really did what he said, then she would be too wronged, because this weapon refining technique was basically useless to her, not to mention that more than 70,000 spirit stones were not a small amount, so it was not worth it to get angry with the other party.

After a few breaths, Su Mei saw that no one bid again, and then announced the result. This weapon refining technique belonged to Wu Fan.

When the scroll fell into Wu Fan's hands, he didn't even look at it, and threw it directly into the storage bag. So he closed his eyes and rested again.

...

In this way, as time passed, it soon came to the evening, and the auction at this time was also in the final stage.

During this period, the items auctioned were more valuable than one, especially the few items just auctioned, each of which was auctioned for one or two million spirit stones.

Although Wu Fan was very tempted by the last few items, he was forced to hold back and did not participate.

At this moment, a new round of auctions began.

A maid slowly walked up from behind the auction table, also holding a jade plate in her hand, but she couldn't see what was inside. But seeing the maid's cautious look, she knew without a doubt that it must be an extremely precious treasure.

At this time, Su Mei looked at everyone present with a smile and said:

"Everyone, the auction held once every ten years is about to end, and the item to be auctioned now is also the finale of the entire auction."

"Of course, according to convention, after the auction of this finale item is over, we will continue to take out three "Jie Jindan" and auction them separately. I think more than half of the Taoist friends came for Jie Jindan."

"But the item I am going to auction now can be said to be the most valuable item in the entire auction, except for the "Genjin Essence", so all Taoist friends must seize this opportunity and never leave any regrets, because this treasure is also a rare thing."