Rumble......

The huge palace fell on the hillside on the side, and it was larger than the God-made Palace and the God-made Lower Court combined. Moreover, the palace pavilion is built of treasure materials, which is resplendent and luxurious.

Song Zheng shook his shirt and beckoned his subordinates: "Let's go, I have endured it all night yesterday, and I don't want to endure it anymore today." Shi Zhonghe Li smiled and passed. Luo Zhirong came out of his house, and when he saw this world-beating Yujing Palace, he opened his mouth wide and didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Song Zheng's gourd: This is a slap in the face of Lin Zhengu.

In the Divine Palace, Lin Zhengu's wine has already woken up, after all, it is a strong cultivation, it is a real spirit wine, and it won't take long to wake up.

He looked out the window, halfway up the mountainside, the Yunshang Yujing Hall that exuded the aura of the Infinite Treasure Flame, and of course he could see that this was a third-order spiritual treasure.

The level is not very high, and it can be practiced at his level.

But he didn't have such a treasure. Why? Because architectural treasures, especially palaces that are lined up one after another, are very expensive to refine.

Don't underestimate this Cloud Jade Palace, take out all the spiritual materials and treasure materials, and you can refine dozens of ordinary third-order spiritual treasures.

Lin Zhengu, as a fourth-order spiritual treasure level refiner, was naturally not short of money, but he had not yet been able to reach this level. When he is promoted to the level of the fifth or sixth order of the spirit treasure, then he can refine such a treasure in his hand.

Song Zheng took out this, which really made him a little embarrassed. He is so vain, and the God-made Palace and the God-made Lower Courtyard are also magnificent, but compared to the Yujing Hall on the clouds, it is really just a few humble rooms.

"Master?" A personal disciple stepped forward, Lin Zhengu thought for a while and waved his hand: "Don't pay attention to him, a little guy who doesn't know the height of the sky." ”

He walked back to the silent chamber with his hands behind his back, and the light of the spiritual array fell silently like a curtain of water. When he was isolated from the outside world, his face sank suddenly, and he gritted his back molars fiercely: Who kind of people did Luo Zhirong bring, so he didn't give the old man face, then don't blame me!

He believed that as long as he hinted at the slightest hint, everyone else in the auction would cooperate with him tomorrow, and Song Zheng, who was caught in the middle, would get nothing.

But he is only vain, not sick, Song Zheng lost his face, and he will not leave any face for Song Zheng tomorrow, and this matter will end here, and it will not rise to the height of deep hatred.

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At three o'clock, the main hall of the palace has been sprinkled and cleaned, and the four corners of the main hall are lit with animal furnace incense, and the taste of ancient sandalwood is refreshing, appeasing the yin god.

The parties who came to the auction gradually entered, and the disciples welcomed the visitors from all over the world with a smile. On the booth in front, eight square pillars have been raised, covered with special red silk, which is the divine power of the cultivator, and it is difficult to see through.

Noticing this number, the guests in the main hall became excited.

At yesterday's Autumn Party in the Plum Garden, Lin Zhengu only took out four works for everyone to observe and evaluate, according to the usual practice, today's auction should only have these four works.

But now there are two more pieces - sure enough, Master Lin still has a good treasure hidden!

At the back of the main hall, a personal disciple came in with a smile and bowed his hand to the master: "Master, you are an old man." You can hear their excited chatter, you can hear it here. ”

Lin Zhengu stroked his beard complacently, and still made a modest gesture on the surface: "It's all about everyone's love." ”

The time was almost up, Lin Zhengu was also ready to go out, and before getting up, he asked, "Is Song Zheng here?"

"The disciple went out and had a look. He slipped out and took a look in the corner, Song Zheng hadn't come yet! Lin Zhengu was dissatisfied for a while after hearing this, and felt that this kid must have done it on purpose.

He waved his hand: "Don't wait for him or don't urge him, come or don't come, we'll start when the time comes." ”

"Yes. ”

Lin Zhengu felt that Song Zheng was about to be completely desperate, so after earning back a little face last night, he simply gave up completely today.

Although Song Zheng can't get back the face he lost in the night wind last night if he doesn't come, it's good not to have this uninteresting guy next to him.

He straightened his robe and walked into the main hall.

Suddenly a greeting and salutation sounded, Lin Zhengu was immersed in this tide of praise and praise, waved around continuously, and walked to the Taishi chair in the center of the hall and sat down.

His eldest disciple, Zhao Qianhe, who was already over seventy years old but stood with the same face as he was, stood outside his left hand and sang loudly: "Meiyuan Autumn will bid, start now!"

Lin Zhengu stood up and arched his hand towards the surroundings: "In the past few years, thanks to everyone's love, there have been a few more treasures, and this thin name is also given by everyone, and there is no way to repay it. ”

He was always very polite, at least he had done enough work on face, and the people below naturally immediately praised him: "Master Lin is humble and open." ”

The eyes of the guests lit up, staring at the treasures under the six pieces of red silk, and everyone seemed impatient and patient. Lin Zhengu saw that the heat was almost over, and there was no need to drag it out any longer, so he opened his arms and said, "Then, let's start today's bidding." Zhao Qianhe, show you the first treasure. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

He walked to the first stone pillar, the guests below subconsciously stretched their necks, Zhao Qianhe had already raised his hand when he arrived, and he paused slightly, and everyone seemed to be scratching a kitten in their hearts, and they were so anxious that they almost scolded.

Zhao Qianhe smiled slightly, and gently pulled the red silk down.

Whew-

The spirituality covered by the special red silk also burst out, almost visible to the naked eye, and swept the entire hall.

Everyone gasped: This is a heavy treasure that didn't appear yesterday, a fourth-order spirit treasure!

Isn't that what everyone expects?

Zhao Qianhe introduced: "Master's work, the fourth-order spirit treasure Bafang Dragon Fire Bell. It is made of 1,642 kinds of treasure materials and spiritual materials, and contains seventeen high-level spiritual arrays, containing nine dragon fires, which cooperate with each other endlessly. It is an extremely rare treasure, which can be attacked and defended, and when the bell falls, the divine fire gushes out, covering the target, and refining it in an instant!"

Everyone nodded again and again, Zhao Qianhe glanced back at the master, and after getting the signal, he said, "You can come forward and watch closely." ”

Before he finished speaking, everyone had already squeezed up, and everyone threw away the monk's calmness and courtesy, and scrambled for a place, trying to get closer.

"It's wonderful!"

"Peerless conception!The refining technique is very exquisite, and only Master Lin can control it like this. ”

"Master Lin is now carrying the face of my Hongwu refiner alone!"

They watched it closely, felt it really, and felt more and more like a mountain looking up, the master is the master, and the shot is extraordinary. This Bafang Dragon Fire Bell is an integrated attack and defense, extremely powerful, and the coordination of the nine dragon fires is very ingenious, so that the refining energy has reached its peak.

It can be said that among the fourth-order spiritual treasures, this Bafang Dragon Fire Bell is also an extremely outstanding work.

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded: "Master Lin is humble and open, he must be able to withstand the criticism of others, right?"

The voice in the hall was quiet, everyone turned around, and sure enough, Song Zheng and his party walked in unhurriedly, and Luo Zhirong accompanied behind, with a little helplessness on his face.

Lin Zhengu sat on the Taishi chair in front of the main hall, and said lightly: "The old man is only at the level of a fourth-order spiritual treasure, there are many people in this world who can guide the old man, and the old man is not unable to listen to his opinions, but if what he says is wrong, the old man can be regarded as having some identity, and he will definitely lose his temper." ”

The surrounding guests nodded secretly, Lin Zhengu was soft and hard, like soft and hard, (did he mix in something strange?) but it was very in line with the image of "humble and simple" that he had always shown, and it made Song Zheng jealous, warning him that if he messed around, don't blame himself for being polite.

Song Zheng walked to the Bafang Dragon Fire Bell, and everyone automatically made way of a passage, and he stepped forward to watch. The monks around suddenly had a strange feeling, and Lord Song's eyes suddenly became deep, and he actually had the deep feeling of looking up at the sea of stars.

Lin Zhengu glanced over in surprise. As a fourth-order spirit treasure level refining master, he needs to engrave a spirit array in the spirit treasure, so the Yin God is powerful, although it has not yet reached the level of Song Zheng's "Heavenly Machine Induction", it is not much worse. Song Zheng used the power of the Yin God, and he immediately responded to the stress perception.

At this time, he and Luo Qingwei's previous feelings were somewhat similar: they were so powerful!

He didn't think much of Song Zheng before, after all, he was a man who had despised the emperor, and the officials of Hongwu were more powerful than the emperor? He was far away in the mountains, and he didn't inquire much about some rumors in the world, and he lacked understanding of this Lord Song, so he took it for granted that he was a second generation with a good family background, and he could be in a high position at a young age.

In fact, people who have not heard Song Zheng's rumors will inevitably think so when they see him for the first time.

No one, no matter how prodigal he was when he was young, would not be willing to admit that others can achieve far more than himself at his own age.

But at this time, he was impressed, he could have such a powerful Yin God at such an age, could it be that some old monster reincarnated as a Yin God to rebuild?

He looked at it for a moment and shook his head secretly, Song Zheng's Yin God is powerful, but he doesn't have the feeling of "Canggu" after reincarnation, this is a Yin God temperament that can't be concealed.

However, although he attaches great importance to Song Zheng, as a master of refining, he is still full of confidence in himself, and if he searches the entire Hongwu, there may not be anyone who can surpass him in refining.

His face was cold, and after waiting for Song Zheng to speak, he rebuked him fiercely with his powerful refining knowledge and experience. The emperor can't do anything to the old man, you are just an inspector of the six states in the south of the Yangtze River, how can you bear me?