Chapter 792: Sword Yuan Codex

Most of their group of fake pill warriors were people who didn't have much background in the Feather Immortal Sect, so they could only hope for this auction in order to enhance their strength and add a few chances of winning to the trip to the Thousand Mountains Secret Realm.

An hour later, all the personnel arrived and gathered together, and under Han Feng's perception, the monks from the Qi Reservoir Realm to the late stage of the Jiedan all existed, distributed from the first layer to the fourth layer.

As for the fifth-level monks, Han Feng couldn't see it, thinking that it should be mainly the great monks who had attained the consummation of the Dan, and there was even no shortage of high-level people who were half-step psychic.

After another pillar of incense, a middle-aged elegant monk in the middle stage of the Yudan came out of the backstage, stood on the auction platform on the first floor, and said an opening remark, announcing the official opening of the Jiazi auction in the snowy region of the thousand mountains.

At the beginning, he asked people to send three extremely high-grade magic weapons, so that the monks launched a fierce competition, you come and go, the price is constantly called, one is higher than the other.

Han Feng didn't move like a mountain, he didn't mean to bid at all, and still closed his eyes to recuperate.

It wasn't until he went to the thirty-first auction item that he opened his eyes, because this item was a special exercise, a high-level sword cultivation technique, called the Sword Yuan Codex, which belonged to the Heavenly Rank A level of exercises, which could not only be cultivated to the realm of consummation, but also master the extraordinary sword technique, once completed, he would be able to have a strength far beyond that of ordinary monks.

It's a pity that according to the host on the stage, this exercise lacks the opening outline, and no one has been able to practice it so far, so the Yuxian Sect will release it for auction.

Many people in the field were surprised at first, and then sighed one after another, without the guidance of the opening general outline, even if they are cultivation geniuses, they dare not cultivate rashly, in case they go astray, but not only is it a waste of effort, but it may even endanger their lives, and their lifelong efforts will be in vain!

For a while, the venue was quiet, everyone was watching, no one made a bid, even if the starting price of this exercise was only 30 million spirit stones, and the price increase should not be less than 3 million each time, compared to its Heavenly Rank A level, it was definitely very cheap.

But 30 million spirit stones, even for the Jiedan monks, is not a wealth that can be easily taken out, especially this exercise is a bit chicken, and everyone's spirit stones are not blown by the wind, so naturally they will not ask for a price indiscriminately.

"Fellow Daoists, although there are some flaws in this exercise, the later chapters still have great reference value for sword cultivation, and our Yuxian Sect promises that as long as we find the opening outline in the future, we will definitely complete it for the middle auctioneer. Fellow Daoists who have a surplus of spirit stones may wish to take a picture of it, and it is very likely that they will find a treasure!" the middle-aged elegant monk said as he looked around at everyone in the arena and his eyes were blazing.

His name is Dong Ge, and he is the inner door elder of the Yuxian Sect, although he is only in the middle stage of the Yudan, his comprehensive combat power is the best in the middle stage of the Yudan, and he even has a certain chance of winning against the general scattered cultivation in the late stage of the Yudan.

"Thirty million!" Finally, in a private room on the third floor, the voice of a monk of the Jiedan Realm came out, thinking that this person was giving face to Dongge, otherwise he would not have spent this unjust money.

But after a while, no one raised the price, and it seemed that they didn't dare to be interested in this extremely flawed exercise, unless it was a person with great wealth who didn't care about this spirit stone.

"Is there anyone else bidding?" Dongge asked in a loud voice, looking around.

Just as he was about to finalize it, Han Feng shouted in a rough voice, "Three million million!"

"This fellow Daoist definitely has a vision, maybe he will be able to pick up the treasure, will anyone increase the price?" Dong Ge shouted again.

The higher the final winning price of each auction item, the higher his achievement, so he naturally spared no effort to encourage everyone to compete, but everyone really didn't want to spend so many spirit stones to buy a chicken-ribbed exercise, and after five or six breaths, no one continued to increase the price, and even the first person to make a bid did not participate in the competition.

"Okay, this bargain will be picked up by the Taoist friends in the No. 37 private room on the third floor!" Until this moment, Dong Ge still said so, looking happy for Han Feng.

Han Feng pursed his lips and secretly sneered, he didn't stay and continue to watch another auction item, but turned around and left this private room, taking the initiative to contact the people of the Feather Immortal Sect to trade the Sword Yuan Codex.

This is also one of the rights of the winning bidder, after all, it is normal for someone to take the treasure they photographed in advance and leave the scene for safety reasons.

After a while, he came to a secret room under the leadership of a deacon of the Feather Immortal Sect, and there was already an old man with white hair sitting in it, but his cultivation had reached the level of the late stage of the Yudan, and judging from his clothing, he was still the inner elder of the Feather Immortal Sect. Of course, with Han Feng's true strength, there was no need to care about his cultivation, but at this moment, he showed a dignified look and saluted him with a fist.

"Old man Chang Xin, I don't know what to call your friend?" the old man also bowed his hand and asked lightly.

"In the next surname Zhang Zicheng, I have seen Elder Chang. Han Feng said politely.

"It turned out to be Zhang Daoyou, look up for a long time!" Chang Xin smiled, and then didn't talk nonsense, immediately took out a white jade slip, raised his eyes and looked at Han Feng and said, "Chenghui 33 million spirit stones." ”

Han Feng nodded, he had already secretly allocated a bag of spirit stones, and immediately took them out and put them in front of the other party.

Chang Xin spread out his soul power and infiltrated into this space storage bag, and with a light sweep, he immediately counted the number clearly, with a smile on his face, and handed the white jade slip in his hand to Han Feng.

Han Feng took it with a calm face, put it in his pocket, hugged his fist at Chang Xin, turned away, and returned to the No. 37 private room after a while.

And at this time, two more auction items were auctioned below, both with prices of more than 10 million, which made many monks in the Qi Reservoir Realm bite their teeth, purely as a foil, and from beginning to end, they couldn't afford to buy a single one.

However, the Feather Immortal Sect naturally wouldn't really ignore them, and it didn't take long for the auction to enter the second round, and some low-value things began to appear, but the Heavenly Materials and Earth Treasures that were extremely beneficial to the monks of the Qi Reservoir Realm were given a chance, and they were not left out in the cold.

Han Feng naturally didn't look down on things at their level, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for this round of bidding to pass.

However, what he didn't expect was that after more than half an hour, this round of bidding was over, and the treasures that started in the third round were only suitable for monks at the Guiyuan level, of course, there was no shortage of things that were urgently needed by the monks of the Fake Dan Realm, and the competition between them was very fierce, and the prices were higher than the other, which made Dong Ge smile constantly.

Han Feng's eyes swept wide, but he didn't see Lin Xiaoyue's figure, thinking that she was also disguised, with her shrewdness, she would definitely not show her true face.