Han Li sat in a remote corner of the main hall, looking coldly at the front of the main hall more than a hundred zhang away. A middle-aged man in a soap robe, holding a pale yellow spar, briefly introduced this object.

"Turmeric crystal, produced in the western desert of southern Xinjiang, can only be found in the sand below a thousand feet, the material is extremely hard, and can accommodate a large amount of earth attribute aura, is the best material for refining the magic weapon of soil resistance. The base price of this item is 8,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000 each time. "The monk in charge of presiding over the auction was a mid-Yuan Infant monk, and his voice was not hurried or slow, nor did he make any exaggerated words.

However, this is also normal, if a low-level monk is watched by a hundreds of yuan infant-level monk at the same time, the huge invisible pressure is enough to make this person's mind snatched, and he can't speak at all.

And Han Li sensed it carefully, this person was a cultivator at the peak of the middle Yuan Infant period, and in the absence of a late Yuan Infant cultivator at the current auction, this person could be said to be the highest cultivator in the temple. Therefore, no one will dare to cause trouble in this auction.

And this piece of turmeric crystal, although it is a good material for refining the magic weapon of the earth attribute, there is no enthusiastic bidding, only a few three or four people made a few bids, and it was won by an unknown monk for 12,000 spirit stones.

The auction of the following items was also tepid.

Han Li sat on his chair and watched all of this, his expression unusually calm, not surprising.

This sale will last for several days in a row, and the things that are taken out every day will naturally not be too good. Although these materials are relatively rare compared to ordinary Yuan Infant Monks, they can also be collected outside the auction as long as they are willing to take the time. Therefore, most of the people in the temple now will not compete for this thing except those who really need it. But at the end of the day, I'll be bringing out a few good things to pique everyone's interest in continuing to participate in the second day of the auction.

This is true in the heart; Naturally, Han Li didn't put his mind on the auction, he just lazily kept an eye on the many Yuanying cultivators in the hall, although these people were only a small part of the top level cultivators of the Great Jin Dynasty, they represented the various forces of different sizes in the Great Jin Dynasty, whether they were good or demonic.

What caught his attention the most was the three great monks with shining heads in the middle of the main hall.

These three monks. One is as dry as wood. A fat-headed, big-eared one. The last one is kind and kind-eyed. Long beard snow-white. All three were dressed in gray monk's robes. Lowering your eyes. looks like a monk.

This was the first time Han Li had seen a high-ranking cultivator from the Buddha Sect Land. Naturally, he looked at it twice. As a result, the old monk who sat in the middle looked the oldest. Immediately, he looked in the direction of Han Li. Although the gaze is calm and warm. Han Li still couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

This old monk's divine sense is so sensitive. Buddhism can go hand in hand with Taoism in the Great Jin Dynasty. Sure enough, it's a bit of a ghost.

Han Li didn't want to innocently cause hostility against him. Immediately the consciousness is withdrawn. There was a casual look on his face.

The old monk's gaze turned to Han Li. His expression remained unchanged and returned to his original appearance.

In addition to these monks in the main hall. There are many other strange-looking monks. Han Li secretly controlled the information of the various forces of the Great Jin Cultivator. Confirm them one by one. Try to remember these people. Maybe. What use will it be.

As the items were snatched away one by one, time passed little by little, just as Han Li had expected, as the late stage was approaching, some rare treasures finally began to appear, and the cultivators, who had been calm and unwavering, immediately became in a commotion.

After several treasures were fiercely competitive, and the auction prices were amazingly sky-high, the atmosphere suddenly became a little hot. After all, for the sake of what they need, most of the Yuanying-level monks would not care about spending more spirit stones. Otherwise, if they miss this opportunity and rely on themselves to collect and search, it may not be a matter of the Year of the Monkey.

"A piece of ink gold, weighing three catties and four taels. The rare material of the refining weapon has a reserve price of 30,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 2,000 at a time. "The rarer the treasure, the more simple and abnormal the explanation of the middle-aged monk who presided over the auction. At this moment, he held a jade plate in his hand, and on it was a strange piece of metal that was black like ink, but there was a faint glitter of gold.

Han Li, who had been smiling, suddenly tensed up when he heard this, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The materials he needed appeared so quickly, which he didn't expect. He has been looking for this material for a long time, but he has not been able to buy the land.

"Wan Six" "Four

"Forty-five thousand spirit stones"

......

Mojin's name is really not small, and there are more people who know the goods. Before Han Li could place a bid, the auctioneer on the stage had already quoted several high prices one after another.

Han Li frowned when he heard this, but he didn't panic to bid, since this item was bound to be obtained, it was better to wait until the price reached the highest point before scrambling for it.

When this piece of ink gold was shouted by an unknown monk to the high price of 60,000 spirit stones, the few people who were still stubbornly pestering stopped suddenly.

"Sixty-five thousand"

Han Li pointed to the jade plaque in front of him, and after a flash of light on it, he quoted a price in his mouth.

"Sixty-seven thousand spirit stones" The person also seemed to really need this thing, and after hesitating, he still overpowered Han Li.

"Seventy thousand" Han Li's voice was emotionless,

This time, the bidder fell silent. Even though ink gold is rare, out

The spirit stone was really a little high, and he immediately gave up decisively.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly,

The middle-aged monk who was presiding over the auction in front of him was already very satisfied when he saw that this item had been sold for such a high price. But the price was repeated twice as usual, and when I was about to confirm the success of the auction after asking for the third time, another cold price increase was suddenly heard.

"Seventy-five thousand"

Han Li and the middle-aged monk who was presiding over the auction were stunned, and most of the other monks in the auction hall were also surprised.

"Eighty thousand"

Han immediately returned to normal, and opened his mouth without thinking.

"Eighty-two" quietly bid again. This person was actually like Han Li, and he looked like he was bound to get it.

At this light, Han Li's face changed slightly, and the other monks couldn't help but sweep their gazes over.

I saw everyone =: where the light looked, in the waiting position of the main hall, a monk whose whole body was shrouded in a pale black mist sat there quietly, unable to see half of his true face, but from the faintly visible clothes, it seemed to be an old man.

Han Li wondered in his heart, but he didn't think about spending a little bit more with the other party. His face sank, and he suddenly said a price that shocked the hearts of all the monks.

"120,000 Spirit Stones"

As soon as this price came out, the other monks in the hall all looked strange. With this amount of spirit stones, you can buy a good ancient treasure, which is far more than the normal price of ink gold.

After a commotion, You Shaoxiu couldn't help but glance at Han Li's side.

But Han Li, who had changed his face, was just a yellow-faced monk who looked sickly, so naturally no one would know him.

Han Li also turned a blind eye to the others, always paying attention to his every move as he was enveloped in black qi.

The old man was obviously surprised to hear such a high price. If it was possible, he would definitely offer a higher price to compete with Han Li for the ink gold. But according to his information, there is another more important material that will appear below, and if you spend so many spirit stones, you are not sure that you will be able to take another material safely. Then the losses will be even greater. Besides, seeing that the other party raised the price to such a high level in one go, it was clear that he would not give up easily.

After some calculations in his heart, Lao finally didn't bid again.

So this material finally fell into Han Li's hands.

But in this way, Han Li and this old man naturally attracted the attention of those who had a heart.

But Han Li was okay, he just sat on a chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, as if he was no longer interested in anything else after the ink gold was in his hands.

The old man was on a rarer material called "Lihuo Sha" below, and after competing with a large group of monks who were interested in this material, he actually bought this item at a high price of more than 200,000 yuan.

The old man is so generous, which naturally attracts attention.

It's not that in this auction, the monk who spends the most spirit stones is always the monk.

In the end, several treasures such as high-level ancient treasures and pills to enhance cultivation were auctioned, almost all of which were around two or three hundred thousand. However, only using more than 200,000 yuan to buy a refining material is still reminiscent of Pianpian, and it is not something that ordinary monks can do.

After the auction on the first day, Han Li left the auction hall among the monks, but at the exit of the Fang Market, those Yin Luo Sect monks had long since disappeared, and they seemed to be dead.

Han Li smiled and left Fang City unhurriedly, heading to his residence.

What Han Li didn't know was that the black qi shroud body had quietly appeared in an eye-catching house somewhere in Jinjing. The black crown elder of the Ye family was waiting for this person in one of the rooms.

As soon as he saw the old black crown, the one who participated in the auction handed over the bag of "fire sand" from the auction without saying a word.

I already know about "Mojin". There is a trip from Lao Gao Daoyou. I didn't expect that someone would buy this item at such a high price, otherwise I would have asked Daoist friends to bring more spirit stones to the ground. Fortunately, there are people in the underground auction hall a few days later who will exchange this thing, or it will be really troublesome. I have inquired about the exchange materials clearly, and I have prepared them for fellow Daoists. At that time, I will have to trouble Daoist friends to go over. Wuguan Lao Yi took the material and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Yunyi really gave too many spirit stones at one time, and Gao Mou is afraid that he will not be able to hold the ground. This time it was just an accident, and it stands to reason that the spirit stones prepared in advance were more than enough. In a few days, I will go to the underground fair. The old man surnamed Gao replied with a dry laugh.

"Gao Daoyou does things, and he is naturally at ease. This is a spirit pill prepared for Taoist friends, and after this matter is over, the number of spirit pills will be doubled. Wuguan nodded with satisfaction, took out a jade box from the storage bag, and handed it to the other party.

"Good. Daoyou are so trustworthy, you should do your best these days. The elder surnamed Gao was overjoyed to check the elixir in the box, nodded with satisfaction, and then took a storage bag full of spirit stones and a jade slip with information on the materials to be bought tomorrow from the old man Wuguan, and left.