However, this thought only flashed in his mind, and he didn't think about it carefully, maybe the other party's cultivation method was special, and he was just a small Jindan-level immortal cultivator.

On the other side, seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to him, Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief, so he stopped looking around, he made up his mind, this auction, he must try to be as low-key as possible, and never attract anyone's attention.

Time passed quickly, and soon, the monks who participated in the Jindan period auction this time were almost all there.

With the quaint sound of the bell coming to the ears, there was another immortal cultivator on the high platform in front of him.

This person is short in stature and ugly in appearance, but between Gu Pan, he has a temperament that is not angry and arrogant, and his cultivation is even more good, and he is actually a character of Jindan Dacheng.

No, to be precise, it is to enter the realm of false babies, and it is only one step away from the three heavenly tribulations.

No man shall be disguised, and no sea shall be measured.

The ancients did not deceive me!

And from the discussion of the monk next to him, Ling Xian faintly knew the origin of this person.

Venerable Luling, in this wild ancient land, is also a well-known figure.

Needless to say, the next process was nothing more than a pleasantries, and then the auction was announced.

Then the Venerable Lu Ling took out one treasure after another.

Materials, elixirs, inheritance, and so on......

Almost everything was priceless, and even if Ling Xian had a lot of knowledge, he suddenly felt that the trip was worthwhile.

And no matter what the treasure is, there is no unsuccessful auction.

Most of them were auctioned at sky-high prices, and more than ten or two hundred thousand spirit stones abounded, which made Ling Xian can't help but sigh, it is worthy of a Jindan-level auction, and everyone is rich.

It's a pity that nothing appeared that could attract Ling Xian's attention.

This thought has not yet been turned. I saw that the Venerable Lu Ling standing on the high platform took out a treasure again, this thing is as black as ink, at first glance, the black is very ordinary, but look carefully, there is a faint pattern engraved on it.

Wrong. It's not a pattern, it's just an ordinary pattern, but it has its own mysterious charm that emerges.

"It's ...... It's cold outside the sky!"

"What, it's really this thing, this is the best material for refining water attribute magic weapons, and it is said that its hardness is enough to rank among the top twenty among the various materials in the three thousand worlds, but the number is scarce. It is said that a meteor fell on a glacial lake, and it took millions of years to form such a thing, which is simply a priceless thing. ”

"Hehe, I don't know who can take pictures of this magic weapon, just seeing it with our own eyes is worth the trip for us and others. ”

The voice of envy came to the ears, and there was no need for Venerable Lu Yin to introduce it. The monk below who has his own knowledge of the goods called out the origin of this treasure.

"Hehe, fellow Daoists have a good reputation. However, the magic weapon refined with this thing, its sharpness is indeed outstanding, as the saying goes, you can't miss it when you pass by, if you need this thing, the following auction link can be well grasped. ”

Don't look at Venerable Lu Ling's fierce face. It was very pleasant to say, otherwise, he would not have been sent to preside over this important auction.

Like a joke, like encouragement, very quickly. It mobilized the atmosphere of the scene.

Of course, this is also because the value of the cold iron outside the sky is indeed extraordinary, even Ling Xian's eyes widened suddenly.

Originally, he didn't plan to attract attention and join the auction.

But this cold iron happens to be an important auxiliary material for refining Qianjiao Knife.

How to choose?

Will it continue to be low-key and unobtrusive, or will it be part of the competition?

Ling Xian thought for a while and decided to take the latter.

It's not that his mind is not firm enough and he decides to swing from time to time, but that he has a rare opportunity, misses the auction in front of him, and doesn't know what year and month it is if he wants to find another piece of cold iron outside the sky.

The lesser of two powers, it is worth taking some risks to do so.

Ling Xian's mind turned, and he had already decided to bid for a while, and at this moment, the voice of Venerable Lu Ling continued to reach his ears: "A piece of cold iron outside the sky, the reserve price is 200,000 spirit stones, and each time the price increases, it must not be less than 5,000." ”

Two hundred thousand spirit stones?

Ling Xian couldn't help but gasp.

You know, that's just the floor price.

The price of the real transaction after a while must be more than several times.

If you want to successfully refine the Qianjiao Knife, the most important and most precious material, not to mention the Jiaolong Spirit Bone, and the rest of the materials similar to the "Outer Heaven Cold Iron", there are at least nearly a hundred kinds.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian had a feeling that he was about to collapse, and it seemed that it was an impossible task for a person to get all the materials together.

gave up, but Ling Xian was reluctant.

knew that the road ahead was difficult, but he could only grit his teeth and carry it.

Therefore, this day is cold and iron, and Ling Xian is even more determined to win.

This thought turned in his mind, and the price increase around him was already in full swing, after all, no one wanted to miss good things, not to mention Jin Dan and Yuanying Ancestor, that is, those foundation building and qi refining cultivators, who could come here, which one was not wealthy?

Although the reserve price of 200,000 yuan makes people mutter, the sound of price increases is still coming and going.

"Two hundred and one thousand!"

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

......

Soon, the price of this thing doubled by half on the basis of the original.

Ling Xian didn't make a rash move, but carefully observed the surroundings, those guys dressed as wizards didn't make a move, which made Ling Xian breathe a sigh of relief, if he didn't have to do it as a last resort, he didn't want to have anything to do with these guys in front of him.

The sound of bidding is still coming into the ears, but compared to just now, it is much more sparse, after all, no matter how rare the cold iron outside the sky is, in the final analysis, it is just a refining material, and 300,000 spirit stones are more than enough to buy a powerful ancient treasure.

Therefore, the magnitude and speed of this price increase have indeed slowed down.

Rao is like this, after a period of competition, the price of this thing has still risen to 400,000 spirit stones.

Everyone was gasping, and at this moment, a sudden voice came into their ears: "Four hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones." ”

A certain gray-robed man who was still complacent just now suddenly showed a look of annoyance and anger on his face, and it was not easy to get rid of other competitors, and someone actually disturbed the situation.

"Four hundred and sixty thousand spirit stones. ”

"Four hundred and seventy thousand. ”

Ling Xian's tone was still flat, the reason why he was full of confidence was because he had just received the news from the purple gold order that the identity of the demon clan's prince Yu Wu had been determined, so he had received a reward of 10 million bounty.

These tens of millions of spirit stones can be extracted from the city at any time, or they can be directly used for the payment of the auction, so Ling Xian is really rich now, and he is determined to get it in this cold world.

In this way, after several bidding battles, when the auctioned spirit stones were raised to 500,000, the gray-robed monk had to give up, although he was not willing to give up. (To be continued.) )