"Okay, let's announce below, this auction begins!"

Chen Xingwan said, took out a wooden box, and after opening it gently, the room was suddenly full of light.

"This piece of beautiful jade is a beautiful jade from a certain secret realm in the Ninggu Continent, this secret realm is called Huanhua Realm, and it was opened once thirty-five years ago......"

Chen Xingwan introduced, and when Fang Yan wanted to continue listening, his voice stopped abruptly.

"The starting price of this beautiful jade is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and each time the price increases, it must not be less than 1,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

As Chen Xingwan's words fell, the sound of the monks bidding immediately sounded.

However, these voices came from the monks in the first rows. Fang Yan, the last row of them, did not even speak out to participate in the auction.

This piece of jade, of course, is not worth such a high price.

The reason why Chen Xingwan priced it at 10,000 top-grade spirit stones was of course not the jade itself, but the news about the secret realm where this jade was located, called Huanhua Realm.

This news at least includes the quality of the spiritual water produced in the secret territory of Huanhua, and when it will be opened again, or how to enter it.

As for whether there is any other news, Fang Yan does not know.

"Thirty thousand!"

After a monk shouted, there was no monk participating in the bidding, it seems that although this Huanhua Secret Realm is not bad, it is probably not a too high-quality secret realm.

"Thirty thousand once, thirty thousand two times, thirty thousand three times! Okay, I announce that this piece of beautiful jade will belong to this fellow Daoist!"

After Chen Xingwan made the final decision, a monk in the second row immediately stood up and walked towards the auction table where Chen Xingwan was.

The monk was dealt with by the middle-aged monk with an unfathomable ordinary appearance. I saw that in addition to a piece of beautiful jade lying quietly in it, there was also a jade slip placed in it, presumably the information on the jade slip was what the monk needed.

Soon, the delivery was completed, and the monk returned to his seat with the box.

At this time, what Chen Xingwan was holding in his hand was still a piece of jade, but this time it seemed that it was simply auctioning off the jade.

"A piece of thousand-year-old unicorn jade, this jade is the first piece of jade that a divine beast like a unicorn saw when it was born. And this unicorn is particularly fond of this piece of jade, so he holds it in his mouth every day and plays, and it is contaminated with a trace of unicorn breath.

As we all know, the unicorn is an auspicious beast, and this jade has a trace of auspiciousness because the unicorn has been in the mouth for a long time. Whether it is used for alchemy or sacrificial magic weapons, it can increase its success rate......"

Fang Yan listened to Chen Xingwan's explanation, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, but then he thought that he had not studied this Dao, and he became a little distressed.

But soon, Fang Yan was no longer distressed, because the monks in the first few rows began to compete for the auction.

Since Fang Yan didn't need this urgently, he naturally didn't want to join the auction fearlessly, which would only make these masters dissatisfied, so he completely stopped thinking about it.

There are not many people who are interested in this jade, and the dozens of people who are sitting in the back row like Fang Yan are also proficient in refining, so they naturally know the value of this unicorn jade.

But when he saw the high-ranking monks competing for the auction, he also sat down silently.

"Okay, fifty thousand first, fifty thousand second, fifty thousand third......"

After Chen Xingwan's voice fell, he saw a monk in the front row stand up and walk onto the auction table.

At this time, Chen Xingwan once again took out a special box, which contained a special ink-colored jade.

The moment this piece of jade appeared in front of everyone's eyes, Fang Yan smelled a strange fragrance.

This strange fragrance seems to be absent, but it is breathtaking, Fang Yan feels a little familiar, but he can't think of it for a while.

"A ...... of Fossilized Bones of a Lingtan Tapir"

As Chen Xingwan's words sounded, Fang Yan finally knew why he had such a sense of familiarity.

In the previous Fire Dragon Secret Realm, the old man surnamed Sun was white-faced, and it was the bones of the Lingtan tapir that were used to make a bone flute.

When this bone flute sounded, that terrifying feeling was still vivid, and even the two Tongxuan monks didn't dare to approach easily because of this.

You can imagine the horror of this thing.

"Since this thing is a fossil of the Lingtan tapir, the aura on the Lingtan tapir's body that discourages the monks has disappeared for most of it, and the power of using it to refine magic weapons is amazing.

Only the Lingtan tapir in the infancy stage will have blood and bones, so I think the value of the Lingtan tapir is well known to all the Taoist friends here.

And this fossil is presumed to come from a Lingtan tapir whose cultivation has reached the late Yuan Infant stage......"

As Chen Xingwan spoke, the eyes of the monks present became more and more hot, and even Fang Yan's heart moved.

However, looking at the fascinated looks of countless high-level cultivators, Fang Yan's enthusiasm was extinguished all of a sudden.

Moreover, with Fang Yan's current cultivation, even if he really photographed this thing, I am afraid it will not be useful for the time being.

Although it was said to be the fossilized skeleton of the Lingtan tapir, it contained dark energy, and Fang Yan felt that he should not touch it too much at the moment.

Liu Xiuqi also cooled down after thinking for a moment. Yan Xiu on the side, his eyes were still flickering, presumably very interested in him.

However, he did not participate in the auction, just out of pure curiosity.

Although Fang Yan and the others figured out the matter, the rest of the people were still hot.

No, Fang Yan and Liu Xiuqi were surprised to find that someone in the last row actually participated in the auction.

There are as many as 100 positions in the last row. There were only a few dozen cultivators like Fang Yan and them, so not all of the people sitting in some positions were low-level monks.

However, the person who participated in the auction this time, Fang Yan was very sure that he was a person with a similar cultivation to himself.

Because when Fang Yan took his seat, he wrote down the position where these people were sitting.

"Fifty-one thousand spirit stones!"

The monk, who sat in the last row, continued to bid.

Finally, the eyes of the monks in the front row of the field gathered.

Even though their target was not Fang Yan and the others, Fang Yan still felt a lot of pressure.

"This little friend, the fossil of the Lingtan tapir is not something you should touch at your age. ”

A high-ranking monk sitting in the front row of the monk suddenly turned his head and spoke.

"Thank you seniors for reminding me, but seniors are too worried. Since the younger generation dares to participate in the auction, they naturally know what they are doing. ”

The low-ranking monk did not retreat because of this dissuasion, but spoke like this.

"Looks like I'm being nosy. ”

Seeing this, the kind monk turned back without saying anything more.

The scene just now was naturally seen by the people present. Therefore, this low-ranking monk also attracted everyone's attention.

Probably because everyone was shrouded in fog at the moment, and no one could recognize anyone, which gave the monk great courage, so the monk didn't care about these stares at all.