Tempered Immortal

Chapter 713 Black Iron Mystery

Lin Xuan’s heart was so stunned that he couldn’t help but look at the old man with yellow eyebrows. The other side seemed to feel a little, and turned slowly.

An icy and powerful god, swept over him unscrupulously. In an instant, Lin Xuan had the feeling of falling into the ice cave. He was busy as an enemy, holding a dollar, and stunned his head. go with.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan’s practice of qi is really mysterious. The old man of Huangmei was a monk who was a condensed Dan, and did not care. After snoring, he turned his head.

However, Lin Xuan felt a pain in his head, as if he had been stabbed by something.

After eating a small loss, Lin Xuan was furious and mixed, but on the surface, naturally, he was full of fear, and he had to understand the situation. Lin Xuan now, can't dare to provoke the late monks.

After a hesitation, he suddenly got up and left the open space of the fair.

......

"Hey, the current generation, I really don't understand the rules. The yellow-browed friend is broad-minded. If there is a daring period, the immortal will dare to look at the unscrupulous husband. I will let him not eat and walk." A horse-faced old man is slightly pleased. The opening is full of flattering colors.

"Qi Dao's friends are heavy. In any case, they are both human races, not to mention our identity, why bother with a younger generation." Huang Mei's ancestors responded faintly, but felt a puzzle in his heart, just the monk, a strong **** I know that my own blow, although not doing all the best, but even the early monks of Yuan Ying, it is not easy to resist...

However, this thought has only passed by. He did not think carefully about it. Perhaps the practice of the other side is special, and the left and right are only a small conglomerate.

Lin Xuan has gone far since this time. Of course, he is not timid to leave, but has no useful meaning.

Although there is an ban on the ban, there is no problem in applying the light body technique. Lin Xuan spent about half a cup of tea and went around the back of a hill.

There were no cultivators nearby, and Lin Xuan waved a plaque, and then began to display the magic of the heavens and turned into a deceased old man.

Just a little careless, I did not expect such a large auction, the organizer did not set a ban, used to cover the face of the monks.

Lin Xuan does not want to take something at a high price for a while, but instead becomes a target of public criticism.

And I don't know why, after coming here, there is always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

After changing the face, Lin Xuan went back and did not attract attention and doubt.

With this delay, the monks who participated in the Yuan Ying-level auction were almost at the same time.

Lin Xuan also saw a familiar face, once with the black lady, besieged the white deer boy of the red dragon fairy.

The midnight in the mid-Yang Ying is standing in front of a jade table.

It seems that it was the host of the auction.

Lin Xuan was a little surprised, of course, this time he will not reveal any special emotions.

"Welcome all the friends to visit the event, as a law enforcement, this auction is hosted by the old man, still the old rules, please come up one by one, you can come up with the items you want to sell, let the next friends Auctions can also indicate what you want to buy, and see if there is a Taoist friend who can provide it. However, the old man’s ugly words say that in the front, whether it is for sale or want to purchase items, the unit price cannot be lower than 30,000 spar. Ok, let's get started now."

Is there a price limit for things?

Lin Xuan stayed, but soon realized that, after all, this is the Yuan Ying-level trade fair, but the people who can participate have a large and half-year-old cultivator. The convention sets this rule to prevent people from catching fish, otherwise a condensate Dan monk went up and sold a piece of material worth only a few thousand spar. What did it look like?

Sure enough, this time, a lot of people in the condensate period were all disappointed. They didn’t buy anything they wanted at the second floor trade fair. They wanted to come here to try their luck, but now...

The meat hurts, I knew that I should not spend the five thousand spar in vain.

Of course, these have no effect on Lin Xuan, and after the white deer boy said the rules, there is no meaning to leave, but to reach out, take a shot on the storage bag, black light flashes, a goose egg size, ellipse The shaped object appeared in his palm.

"Hey, black iron mysterious mother, this is the best refiner material. It is said that its hardness is enough to be among the top 20 in the human world. It is extremely difficult to find and it is difficult to mine. Incomparably, Bai Daoyou is really a means to pass through, and he can get such a big piece."

The envy of the voice is introduced into the ear, without the introduction of the white deer boy. The Yuan Ying monk who knows the goods below calls out the origin of this treasure.

"Oh, Ma Daoyou has a reputation, but Bai is also a coincidence. However, the magic weapon used to refine this material has its own sharpness. Bai has already had a poisonous sputum. The reserve price is 50,000 spar, and the price increase must not be less than two thousand."

fifty thousand?

Many of the condensate monks took a sip of cool air, and the original hot eyes suddenly went out.

However, those babies in the Yuan Ying period are greatly interested in each other. Although everyone has their own magic weapon, it is good to buy them back to make a self-defense weapon.

"Young master, this thing is familiar." The voice of Yueer was introduced into the ear. Because there are too many old babies in this place, the little girl is also very careful.

Lin Xuan did not answer, but his eyes were equally hot.

If you don't misread, the rune shield that has made a great contribution to yourself is made from this material.

Lin Xuan was impressed by its hardness, and the rareness of this material is evident.

Since it is a good thing, Lin Xuan will not miss it, but the following Yuan Ying period monks have joined the competition, these old guys, a wealthy.

"60,000!"

"70,000!"

"80,000, no one should rob the old man, my Tianjing shield, just need this material to complete." The old man who talked to the horse is just the one who just flattered Huang Mei's ancestors.

Lin Xuan was speechless for a while, saying that it was a price increase of two thousand spars each time.

However, the price of 80,000 is indeed somewhat outrageous. Even if it was a monk in the Yuan Ying period, the spar did not fall from the sky. Others hesitated and chose to give up.

"Oh, Qi Daoyou is really rich and rich, and the old man, this treasure that is hard to find, is owned by the Taoist friend." The white deer boy smiles, the price of this thing can be higher than his original expectations. Nearly a quarter.

"Hey, each takes what you need. If the old crystal celestial shield really needs this thing, the price of 80,000 spar, I can't bear it." The old man sighed, his face hurt, and said, Go forward and go forward.

However, at this moment, a very unexpected sound sounded: "Wait, this thing is still selling well with the younger generation, I have 90,000 spar."

"What?" When everyone stayed, they couldn't help but follow the prestige. The bidder was actually a stranger who was a stranger.

Everyone’s expression is wrong. You must know that the 90,000 spar is definitely not a small amount for the monks in the condensate period. Even if most of them are ruined, they may not be able to make up.

If it is to fight for a top-notch finished magic weapon, it is still reluctant to make sense, but for a refining material, it is too extravagant.

What's more, although the auction is the highest price, but in general, there will be no competition between the monk and the Yuan Ying, and the demand from both sides is not the same. Second, no one wants to provoke Such a big confrontation, in the mountains, the other party is limited to the rules, it is not convenient to shoot, but wait for the auction to end...

At that time, it was not a treasure but a reminder to spend money.

Therefore, Lin Xuan’s behavior is too “stupid”. The old man’s face is heavy, his eyes are swept over his face, and the sound seems to be drawn from the teeth: “The old man has 90,000 spars.”

"100,000!" Lin Xuan turned a blind eye to the other party's expression, but instead of browing it, he reported another price.

"Dao You really wants to be against the old man. I said, don't rob me."

"Predecessors say this difference, the auction is the highest price, not to mention the late generation of teachers have to explain, if this black iron mysterious mother must be taken down." Lin Xuan expression is faint, did not look at the angry face yellow Yuan Ying’s monk gave a glance.

When the other party glanced, the anger on his face gradually subsided, but instead showed a dignified expression: "Who is your master?"

"Sorry, the teacher has to explain, can't reveal the name of his old man."

"Okay, good." Although the old man of the horse face was so angry that he was so angry, he saw Lin Xuan’s unscrupulous expression. He was somewhat scrupulous in his heart. He was not in the eyes of a monk in the district, but the old monster behind the other side was afraid. It’s not the same thing, you don’t necessarily get it.

Lin Xuan was illusory, and the spar was pushed down. The black iron mysterious mother was successfully enrolled in her arms. As for whether it attracted the attention of others, he did not care. Anyway, he was easy.

As for the white deer boy, the heart is naturally more happy.

The first item in the auction sold so high-order, and the monks were bloody, and the interest was completely mobilized.

Next, there are successive monks going up, one piece of treasure, taken out from their storage bags, the requirements are also different, some want to exchange certain items, and some are exchanged for the auction situation stone.

Different requirements have also led to different results. No matter whether it is a magic weapon, a material or a drug, there is no one phenomenon.

And most of them are sold at a high price, and there are dozens of 200,000 spar stones everywhere. Lin Xuan’s big hand seems to be nothing.

Sure enough, it is a Yuan Ying-level transaction, and everyone is rich.

Lin Xuan could not help but feel a little bit.

And those who want to exchange items, relatively speaking, the success rate is relatively low, Lin Xuan is also well-informed, but the materials required by the old monsters, most of them strange, many things, he has not even heard of the name .