"Fellow Daoists, the concubine is Shen Mingyue who came from cyclamen.

The auction was presided over by the concubine. The rules are the same as in previous years, if you have a favorite baby, you can bid, and each time the price is increased by no less than ten low-level spirit stones, and the baby is won by the highest bidder.

No loud noises are allowed in the auction venue, otherwise you will not only be disqualified from bidding, but will also be blacklisted by cyclamen and disqualified from disqualifying. ”

After Shen Mingyue finished speaking, the monks under the auction table whispered a few words before they quieted down.

Seeing this, Shen Mingyue nodded and said, "First of all, it is the first treasure of this auction.

This thing is taken from the 10,000-meter star ocean sand in the deep sea, which can improve the power of fist and palm power, there are two taels of this thing, and the starting price is one hundred low-grade spirit stones......"

Fang Yan wasn't interested in the Star Ocean Sand, he just watched with interest as the monks competed for bids.

"One hundred and ten low-rank spirit stones!"

"One hundred and twenty!"

"Two hundred!"

......

Soon, Xingyang Yang Sha was auctioned by many monks for two hundred and twenty low-rank spirit stones, and in the end, a monk in the front row auctioned Xingyang Sha for the price of two hundred and twenty low-grade spirit stones.

After that, Shen Mingyue took out a few items in a row, these items were of little use to the current Fang Yan, and the most important thing was that Fang Yan didn't have many spirit stones now, so he didn't dare to bid easily.

Fang Yan made up his mind to use the money on the blade.

"Next up is the Missing Stone, which can repair the broken magic weapon and restore its spirituality. ”

As soon as Shen Mingyue's words fell, many monks suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, as if they were very interested in filling the gap.

"However, this missing stone in the concubine's hand is not a finished product, but a half-finished product, and it is impossible to repair a magic weapon that is too valuable, but you can use it to repair items that have a limited number of times.

The starting price is one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones, and each price increase shall not be less than ten low-grade spirit stones. ”

When Shen Mingyue's words fell, most of the enthusiasm of the monks present dissipated at once, but there were still many monks participating in the auction.

The jade pendant in Fang Yan's hand, which could withstand the full force of the three Ning Yuan cultivators, was already on the verge of shattering after the incident of the Yintao Confusing Heart Bird, and it had completely lost its effectiveness.

And this missing stone, Fang Yan is just right.

"One hundred and sixty low-rank spirit stones!"

Fang Yan also joined the auction.

"One hundred and eighteen!"

......

After just a dozen breaths, the missing stone had been pushed to the high price of four hundred low-rank spirit stones, Fang Yan was determined to get this thing, and after thinking about it, he said, "Five hundred!"

As soon as Fang Yan's words fell, the monk who had originally participated in the auction gave up the bid after thinking about it for a while.

"Five hundred low-rank spirit stones once, five hundred low-rank spirit stones twice......"

Shen Mingyue just wanted to announce that this missing stone belonged to Fang Yan, but she didn't expect that a monk in the front row of Fang Yan would speak: "Six hundred!"

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Seven hundred!"

The monk in the front row who was bidding for the missing stone spoke: "Seven hundred and ten!"

"This fellow Daoist, there is an urgent thing in his hands, and he urgently needs to fill the missing stone, and I ask Your Excellency to fulfill the ......."

The monk in the front row stood up and said to Fang Yan.

"I'm sorry, but I urgently need to fill the gap. Eight hundred!"

Fang Yan offered again.

This was almost the limit that Fang Yan could bear, after all, the spirit stones on Fang Yan's body were now a little more than nine hundred.

"Eight hundred low-rank spirit stones at once...... Okay, this missing stone will belong to the 789th Daoist. Please come forward and hand over the missing stone!"

Shen Mingyue said with a smile.

The price of eight hundred low-grade spirit stones was dozens of low-grade spirit stones higher than the estimated price of the missing stones, and it was indeed a happy thing for a half-finished missing stone to be sold at this price.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is so courageous, the missing stone will be yours, I hope Your Excellency keeps it!"

Although he couldn't see the face of the monk in the front row clearly, Fang Yan could still feel that the other party seemed to hate him, but Fang Yan didn't take it to heart.

Fang Yan knew that everyone couldn't find out his details at all, so he swaggered forward. Under the auction table, Fang Yan used eight medium-grade spirit stones to buy the missing stones.

Back in his seat, Fang Yan could still feel the gaze of the monk in the front row who was bidding with him just now, it was a malicious gaze, and only after Fang Yan sat down did he withdraw his gaze.

Fang Yan looked at it, that person was number six hundred and fifty-two.

Although Fang Yan was not afraid of being seen through by the other party, this malice made Fang Yan pay attention.

Then, Shen Mingyue continued to auction a lot of good things, but Fang Yan just looked at them, the further back these things were, the higher the value, even if Fang Yan didn't buy the missing stone, he couldn't afford it.

Finally, the auction was announced to be over after a finale treasure attracted fierce bidding from everyone and sold for three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

The rest of the time, Shen Mingyue announced that all the monks could exchange what they needed.

Monk No. 652 did not come to find Fang Yan, which made Fang Yan vigilant.

Fang Yan didn't have anything to exchange in his hands, so he was also happy to see the excitement.

"Fellow Daoists, what I want to exchange with you next is the two seeds of the Burning Rock Fire Vine. ”

Standing on the stage at the moment is one hundred and twenty-one, and in his hand, he is holding a special iron box.

After his words fell, many of the monks fell into a frenzy.

Of course, there are monks like Fang Yan who don't know anything about it. And some of the more kind-hearted monks were introduced to everyone.

It turns out that the Burning Rock Fire Vine is a kind of vine monster on the vine forest tree mountain, this monster is good at camouflage, often disguised as an ordinary vine, almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

Its seeds are not large, only the size of a grain of rice, but its small body contains terrifying power, and every seed of the Burning Rock Fire Vine contains a little evil spark.

As soon as this spark is stained with flesh and blood, it will immediately burn, and the high-level burning rock fire vine can even burn the body of a monk, which is really terrifying.

"And the two seeds in my hand are not from the incendiary fire vine that has not yet reached adulthood.

Rather, it is a first-order Burning Rock Fire Vine Seed, which is a good material for refining magic weapons, and after mixing them into the magic weapons, the magic weapons will have a trace of the fire damage of the Burning Rock Fire Vines. ”

After the one hundred and twenty-one finished speaking, Fang Yan clearly felt that many people were staring at the iron box with the special characteristics in the hand of the one hundred and twenty-one.

Even Fang Yan's eyes were hot. It's a pity that Fang Yan is shy and knows that he has nothing to exchange for now.

"Fellow Daoists, the seeds of these two Burning Rock Fire Vines will only be bartered, and they will not accept the trade of spirit stones.

As for what you want to exchange for below, it's hard to say it directly, if you are interested in this thing, you can come forward, and you will send a message to you below, telling you what you need below. ”

When everyone heard this, one of them stood up and walked towards the 121st, and after the two exchanged a few words, the 121st shook his head, and the man retreated in frustration.

After seeing the man retreat, many monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately another monk stepped forward.