Sovereign to Immortality

In fact, it is not that there are fewer bricks in Yang Junshan. In fact, the use of crystal bricks to buy treasures is rarely seen. No one will carry so many crystal bricks on his body.

It is necessary to know that Shengzhen, who was killed by Yang Junshan, is not only old-fashioned, but also born in the purple style. Naturally, there is no need to say that Yang Junshan has only gained more than a thousand crystal bricks on him.

The monk who bought the treasured Sanhaitun was lifted up to two thousand crystal bricks. In fact, it has reached the limit. Otherwise, it will not be so angry to the genre of Jiang Xinzhen. In fact, if there is no Jiangxin real person. When the price is raised, he is very likely to shoot the three sea otters with 1,500 crystal tiles.

After the auction of the three climax of Sanhaitun, Tiangongfang auctioned some ```` novels```````````````````````````````````````````````````` It is more certain that this should be from a declining overseas force.

During the period, Yang Junshan also saw several things to use, tried to bid for a few times, but the harvest was awkward, and Yang Junshan had hopes for what he asked for, and he did not dare to put his hands in the hands. More crystal bricks are spent.

After several rounds of plain auctions, many of the monks' attentions were once again attracted as a picture of the passing beads appeared in the center of the venue.

"The treasures of the middle-class products are inherited from the stream, and the starting price is also eight hundred crystal bricks. Please!"

The black ancestors were as dull as ever, and there was no trace of extra words for the items being auctioned.

The inheritance of the philanthropic method of Baojie is obviously a heritage of water. Yang Junshan is quite interested in his heart and feels that it should be photographed.

Moreover, the monks in the venue also seem to give him the opportunity to generalize, the bidders are embarrassed, the price rise is not too obvious, Yang Junshan also understands the change, a treasure-class Chinese product inheritance method may be good, but for the presence For the monks who are at least above the heavens, they are really nothing. There is hardly any of the exercises they have cultivated under this practice. Even this inheritance method does not seem to be in sight.

Yang Junshan checked his storage magic weapon, and there are still 1,900 crystal bricks in his hand. Counting other crystal coins, spar, and marrow coins can almost make up two thousand, and this time the inheritance The price of the exercises has reached 1,150 crystal bricks.

"One thousand three hundred crystal bricks!"

Yang Junshan tried to call a price. This inheritance was not specifically for his disciple Ding Rulan. After all, the inheritance of this inheritance is the entire Yang family.

Although Yang’s family said that it is mainly based on the soil, but it is not without Yang Junqi and Yang Junmai’s practice of practicing the same line and the fire, but if the practice was not due to cultivation, it would delay the practice. With the qualification of Yang Junqi, her cultivation is not only a dilemma.

Suddenly raised 150 pieces of crystal bricks, it really made the original less popular, and there was a cold scene in the venue.

When the black ancestor picked up the hammer, he would knock it down. Yang Junshan secretly liked a treasure in the middle of the product. When the Yang family’s heritage increased by one point, it was suddenly beaten by a banter. Broken: "One thousand four hundred crystal bricks!"

When Yang Junshan looked up and looked at the past, he was just looking at the fat man who smiled but looked at him with a trace of exploration.

The real-life disciple of the flying genre seems to regard Yang Junshan as a monk in Huzhou, or he is simply a mischief. In short, his gaze is somewhat elusive.

Yang Junshan was angry that this person intervened, but there was no way. One thousand three hundred crystal bricks were already the limit that he could fight for this inheritance.

After all, Ding Rulan's practice is also a treasure, and it is also from the flying genre.

The fat man Jiang Xinzhen is preparing to see the angry look of Yang Junshan's painful bleeding, but he never thought that Yang Junshan had a slight glimpse, and then he would not say anything!

when!

No one else bids, the black ancestors hammered the sound, this treasure order of the middle class passed down into the hands of Jiang Xinzhen, his fat round face suddenly became a buns.

"Hey!"

The monk who had just bought two thousand crystal bricks bought Sanhaiyu for the schadenfreude, and sneered: "Jiangzhen is awesome, but I don’t know how many squadrons have been passed down. How many people in your school are practicing the inheritance of this grade?"

Jiang Xin’s real-life staring at Yang Junshan, seeing the black ancestor’s gaze on the central platform staring at him, could not help but some distressed from the storage magic weapon out of the crystal bricks.

Perhaps because of the fact that this treasure is inherited from some cold spots, the black ancestor bowed his head and said something. After a while, there was space fluctuations on the stone platform in front of him, followed by a ray of light, a palm. The size of the glass enamel appeared on the stone platform.

Yang Junshan’s soul instantly noticed that dozens of souls were like a storm, and they rushed up to the glass on the stone platform, and his soul knowledge confirmed the product of this magic weapon in the first time. Order.

The treasures of the middle class, and the grades of the mountain Junyi, the treasures of the middle class, the treasures of the sea!

However, this is not complete. Just when many high-ranking real people are rushing to view this sudden appearance of the Chinese treasures, a few heart-warming breaths suddenly come, so that the souls of many real people on the scene are retreating. It is the power of the Yuanshen, and this Chinese treasure has even attracted the attention of the ancestors of the Tao.

Although Yang Junshan’s soulfulness was also suppressed by the descending Yuanshen, he still judged the source of these breaths, which was around the highest point of the venue. There seemed to be a hidden box room and so on. The ancestors can easily overlook the entire venue, but the high-ranking real people in the venue can't detect where the ancestors are.

"Well, since they have all been confirmed, then you are ready to start. The starting price is 1,500 crystal bricks!"

When the price was reported, the cold spot appeared again in the venue. Nearly 100 high-ranking real people and an unknown number of Taoist ancestors did not even open the offer.

At this time, Yang Junshan did not feel that the extraterritorial forces that destroyed this overseas power were eager to sell, but it was like Tiangongfang being deliberately pitted.

The starting price of 1,500 crystal bricks, can it be said that the quality of the magic weapon has only risen by one grade from the three seas to the swallowing sea, and the starting price has doubled. This is really a joke.

At this time, the Taoist ancestors still disdain the end, but the high-ranking real people who have been present have already determined that this magic weapon is afraid of being seen by the Taoist ancestors.

Who dares to grab something from the Taoist ancestors? Even if you dare to ask for the price, can you be rich in the high-ranking real people?

The black ancestors seemed to have expected the situation at this time, only to listen to him laughing: "You can't shoot again, this magic weapon can only be shot!"

As soon as the voice fell, several sounds rang in the venue almost simultaneously.

"One thousand eight..."

"two thousand……"

"Two thousand one hundred crystals..."

"Two thousand four hundred crystal bricks!"

The last one was called by the big fat man of the Flying School, Jiang Xinzhen.

But at the moment he shouted out, a low voice suddenly echoed over the venue: "Well, the old man made a mess, three thousand crystal bricks!"

All the high-ranking real people in the venue closed their mouths, and Jiang Xin’s eyes looked at Yang Junshan’s gaze and even brought a hint of “remorse”, as if he had been “pitted” by Yang Junshan for 1,400 crystal tiles. He lost the qualification to challenge the Taoist ancestors.

Yang Junshan felt that it was sincere. It was clear that this guy wanted to hang him at the time. Now who can complain about it?

What's more, even if his 1400-year-old crystal brick did not break in, wouldn't he still have the courage to bid with the Taoist ancestors?

However, this guy is really rich, and it is worthy of the fact that the flying sect is too embarrassing. His quotation plus the one thousand and four hundred crystal bricks that have just been released does not mean that there are almost four thousand crystal bricks on this big fat man.

"Giggle," a burst of laughter sounded, said: "The little girl is also a fun, plus five hundred coins!"

It is also a Taoist ancestor, or a female Taoist ancestors!

"It's rare for two friends to be interested in this cup. The old man is very angry on weekdays. All the friends know it. It is better to give this cup to the old man. When he is thirsty, he can moisten his throat. The old man will report three. Thousands of crystal bricks."

The sound of the rough hoist sounded, and Yang Junshan recognized the identity of the person who spoke at once. It was the Taoist monk who met the big trick when he first entered the dark market.

"Hey, since all of your friends are interested in this swallowing sea, the ancestors can't let go even though they don't know why, four thousand crystal bricks!"

The fourth Taoist ancestor has already appeared. The high-ranking real people in the venue are all holding their breath, and they are afraid of making some noises to disturb the bidding of the Taoist ancestors.

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly discovered that the big fat man, Jiang Xinzhen, suddenly turned his face into a liver color, as if he would be drowned and died. Can the monks of the flying genre be drowned?

When Yang Junshan was somewhat unclear, the realist of Jiang Xin suddenly said in a vivid and fascinating look: "I, I have four thousand and five hundred crystal bricks!"

This whole meeting was silent, countless eyes, souls, and gods of the gods came to him. The big fat man who turned red all over was suddenly pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead was fat. The pulp of the meat was wiped and rubbed, but it could not be cleaned.

Many of the real people in the venue were filled with admiration, encouragement, and appreciation. But the look of gloating on one face could not be covered.

At this time, Yang Junshan’s eyes on the big fat man’s monk Jiang Xin’s real life are not only admired, but simply marveled. How many crystal bricks did the guy’s body bring, six thousand?

Yang Junshan has even noticed that the eyes of some people around him are the same as him. Looking at the real person of Jiangxin is like watching a human-shaped crystal brick. I believe that many people are already pondering the risk of killing this person.

The Spring Festival is coming, and all of you will be happy in the New Year, happy in your family, and good luck!