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Lin Yun must buy these in order to attack the senior alchemist.

"Here are four intermediate weapons for exchange, is it okay?" Lin Yun waved his hand and took out the remaining four intermediate weapons.

"Of course no problem!" Jing Lao nodded with a smile.

Four intermediate weapons, almost worth 1,700 spirit stones.

These were the only four intermediate weapons that Lin Yun had left, and they were all taken out now.

Immediately afterwards, Jing Lao also took out 18 beads of intermediate medicinal materials and handed them to Lin Yun.

For the auction, they actually made two hundred Lingshi from this transaction. They are just middlemen who help collect and make a difference.

Elder Jing also spied in his heart, the second son is really too rich, these are four intermediate weapons, how big the hand is, the ancient sect's great elder level is eligible to use intermediate weapons!

Jing Lao can vividly remember Lin Yun's grand work at the Xiuxian auction.

He felt that Lin Yun was not easy!

After putting 18 beads of intermediate medicinal materials into the storage ring, Lin Yun showed a wry smile.

With constant consumption but no income, Lin Yun is getting more and more stretched.

The alchemist's journey is too expensive.

"By the way, Jing Lao, I also want to get some spirit stones, the quantity is about 4,000." Lin Yun said.

Lin Yun still needs 4000 spirit stones to reach the Golden Core Consummation.

"4000 spirit stones?"

"This is not a small amount." Jing Lao said.

"But our auction house has been operating in the cultivation world for many years. Fellow Lin Daoist can only take out things of sufficient value, and then we can get enough spiritual stones in our auction house, let alone 4,000, 10,000 will do. The prerequisite is that there must be materials of corresponding value in exchange." Jing Lao said.

Lin Yun had the final say, the materials needed to change 4000 spirit stones were equally amazing.

But Lin Yun had no supplies anymore, and he used as little as the same.

Lin Yun thought for a while, and then said, "I will exchange 70 Dali pills later, how about?"

Lin Yun calculated it silently, a Dali pills with 60 spirit stones, 70 pills are 4200 spirit stones.

"Seven... seventy?" Jing Lao showed a touch of horror.

You know, there is a shortage of pill in the cultivation world, even the primary pill. What is the concept of taking out 70 pill of the same type at a time!

"Lin... Fellow Lin, how come you have so many pills?" Old Jing asked in surprise.

In the past, Lin Yun repeatedly took out the pill and other treasures, which shocked Jing Lao. He even guessed that Lin Yun was a genius disciple who came out of the temple to experience.

This time he took out 70 pills of the same type, which really scared him.

After Jing Lao asked these words, he realized that he was talking too much.

"Friend Lin Daoist is really sorry, and forgive me for talking, I shouldn't ask this kind of question, I am really surprised." Jing Laogan smiled.

"It's okay, Jing Lao only needs to tell me, is this feasible?" Lin Yun said.

If possible, Lin Yun will go back to refine Daliwan. This thing is not difficult to refine, and the required materials can be found in the city with a little effort.

"Daoyou Lin, the effect of this powerful pill is really limited. The price needs 60 spiritual stones. For those who are casual cultivators, it is not a small amount. The materials are rare and expensive. "

"But there are 70 pills, but it is not easy to sell. Although the pill is rare now, the price of the pill remains high, but the spirit stone is also scarce." Jing Lao said.

The effect of Dali Pills is indeed very ordinary, after all, it is a primary pill, how strong can it be.

The last auction was able to sell 60 spirit stones, mainly because of scarcity.

"That is, no show?" Lin Yun showed a touch of disappointment.

"It's not without it, I have to ask my pavilion master for details, I can't sit on the master." Jing Lao said.

This is not a transaction of dozens or hundreds of spiritual stones, but four thousand spiritual stones, he obviously cannot be the master.

Moreover, their auctions are for business, not for charity, and they certainly cannot do business at a loss.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beard, a green robes, and a face full of righteousness and vigor, walked out of the auction.

"Pavilion Master!" After seeing the middle-aged man, Jing Lao quickly bowed his hands in salute.

"This is Daoist Lin Yun, right?" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Yun with a smile.

"In the next Lin Yun, I have seen the pavilion master." Lin Yun arched his hands and was polite.

Lin Yun had heard before that the Tianwu Pavilion auction would have a certain amount of energy.

The pavilion master's strength is also very strong, and all the ancient schools must give him a bit of face.

In this case, the strength of this pavilion master is definitely not low!

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Lin Yun is too polite. I have heard Lao Jing mention you a long time ago. Today I heard that you are coming, so I came here specially to meet you."

The pavilion owner carried a bold smile.

Then, the pavilion master stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lin Yun.

"Walk around, Taoist Fellow Lin Yun will go inside with me." The pavilion master enthusiastically invited.

The pavilion owner took Lin Yun into the living room of the auction.

The living room is antique and stylish, and walking here is like going back to ancient times.

The reason why the pavilion owner is so enthusiastic about Lin Yun is very simple. The last time Lin Yun was at the auction, he sent out so many treasures for auction.

At the auction, Lin Yun even took out high-end weapons in order to **** armor pieces.

Moreover, Lin Yun was able to resolve the crisis before facing the pursuit of the Baiyun Sect and the Ice Spirit Palace, he also knew this.

The pavilion master judged that Lin Yun is most likely a disciple from the temple, how could he have such a big hand?

This is also the reason why the Pavilion Master received Lin Yun so warmly.

After sitting down, the pavilion owner personally poured hot tea for Lin Yun.

When pouring tea, the pavilion master's teapot rotates counterclockwise, which is a sign of welcome in the tea ceremony.

"This is my treasured fairy tea, Daoist Lin Yun might as well try it." The Pavilion Master said with a smile.

Lin Yun gently picked up the tea, took a sip, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"Pavilion Master, good tea." Lin Yun gave a thumbs up.

"Daoist Lin Yun, I dare to ask, who are you a descendant of the temple? You, you should have come out of the temple and experienced it?" The pavilion master smiled.

In the view of the pavilion master, with Lin Yun's great skill, even ordinary temple disciples could not match it.

It can only be a descendant of a temple elder, I am afraid there is such a handwriting.

Lin Yun was startled, he thought he was from the temple?

"This can't be said." Lin Yun smiled mysteriously.

Lin Yun neither admitted nor denied.

Since he wanted to treat Lin Yun like this, Lin Yun would do everything he could to make him misunderstand.

He thinks that Lin Yun has such an identity, and his attitude towards Lin Yun is definitely different.

It might be easier for Lin Yun to obtain resources from auctions.

Therefore, Lin Yun does not deny.

Even if the pavilion master later discovered that Lin Yun had nothing to do with the temple, it didn't matter.

Because Lin Yun never admitted it, but you unilaterally think so.