After working hard in the mine for half a month, the Outer Door Auction grand ceremony came as scheduled. Wanhu stopped mining, replaced it with crystals, and came to the Outer Door Plaza.

At this time, the auction venue had been built in the square, and there were many low-level monks outside the auction venue, who were completely in the market and did not have the style of a cultivator at all. After all, low-level monks are not much better than mortals, especially their life span, which is almost the same as some long-lived mortals. Only by entering the foundation-building period can they be considered true cultivators, and their life span can also skyrocket to more than 300 years old.

The auction has not started yet, and Wan Hu wandered around outside the venue casually and took a look at Taobao.

"Oh, that's obsidian, hurry up, buy him for me."

"No, right? The red big sun red copper next to it, buy that first!"

"That's not a transparent stone, I'm just about to be useful..."

Kelly asked for this and that in Wanhu's sea of ​​consciousness, as if she wanted to buy all the ores in the entire auction house. After so long of hard work, Wanhu had already ignored every word this guy said. In the end, he would definitely lose his own life and he would never trust her anymore.

"I said, do you still want to build a foundation?" Kelly asked suddenly seriously.

"What do you want to say?" Wan Hu immediately became alert.

"It's nothing. I remember that foundation-building pill seems to be quite expensive. Even if the flying sword is sold at a good price, plus the crystal stones on your body, it probably won't be enough to exchange for a foundation-building pill."

"This..." Wan Hu hesitated for a moment. In fact, he was just bang bang luck. Indeed, his wealth was still a certain gap from the foundation-building pill.

"How about it, do you want to make a deal?"

"You talk about it first." Wan Hu was a little moved.

"Buy all the things I just said, I will strengthen your flying sword to the level of a mid-grade flying sword, which is how about it."

"You promise?"

"Please." Kelly said confidently, patting her not-full breasts.

"Uh." Wan Hu fell into deep thought. If what Kelly said was true, the value of the mid-grade flying sword was definitely the same as the previous foundation-building pill, then she might be able to build the foundation immediately. If what she said was false, she would only lose some crystals and time at most, and she would bet.

An hour later, after bargaining and replacing the parts, Wanhu bought back many ores designated by Kelly with some pain and walked to an uninhabited corner.

"I've given all the ores to you, where is the medium-grade flying sword?"

"This is easy. Just hold the flying sword and strengthen the silent thoughts in your heart..."

"You - this - bitch, is this your method?" Wan Hu realized again that he had been fooled.

"The flying sword is strengthened again, and its power can definitely reach the level of a medium-grade magic weapon. What's wrong?" Kelly looked aggrieved.

"I don't need to say that I know, what should I do if it breaks?" Wan Hu growled.

"Don't worry about this. With these ores, I can guarantee that you will not break."

"real?"

"If you don't believe it, try it."

"Oh." At this time, I had to choose to believe Kelly. Wanhu held the flying sword in his hand, and his silent thoughts strengthened his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but close.

After a few days, Wan Hu slowly opened his eyes, and the gentle light floated on the surface of the flying sword, and the stone in his heart finally landed on the ground. At the same time, in the sea of ​​consciousness, someone finally breathed a sigh of relief. He bet right! It seemed that he could continue to fool this silly boy again, and Kaili showed a strange smile.

"How is it, I'm right." Kelly hurriedly asked for credit without blushing at all.

"Well, maybe I'm a good person, and I believe you." Wan Hu looked indifferent, but he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart.

Soon, the auction began.

An old man with a long hair and a young face, a blue shirt and Taoist robe stood in the center of the auction hall, signaling with his hands, and the venue slowly calmed down...

"With the love of all fellow Taoists, I was invited by the outer sect deacon to host this outer sect auction event." After that, he looked at the cultivator in the lower sect.

"It's Shi Tiefeng from Huaqitang. I didn't expect this old guy to come too."

"Shi Tiefeng has been invited, and now some of them have seen it. He should have the tenth level of Qi training to cultivate."

"I'll ask him to help me refine magic weapons after the auction is over?"

The low-level monk from the audience whispered, and the old man spoke again.

"I won't say much nonsense. This auction event is not only the foundation building pill that everyone expects, but also the medium-grade magic weapon flying sword, various martial arts techniques, etc., which ensures that all fellow Taoists will return with a full load."

"Okay, let's not say much, I will post the first lot."

"The effect of the spiritual transformation herb in a hundred years is not to be said. It is even rarer to reach a century, with a starting price of 200 crystals."

"Breitling Grass? 210 Crystal"

"230 crystal!"

From time to time, several low-level monks who were rushing to make a bid were eager to try. In the end, the Transformation Grass was obtained by a woman in yellow at the price of 370 crystals. The second item was an ice-attribute low-grade flying sword magic weapon. Ice-attribute magic weapons are rare, but they were ultimately low-grade magic weapons. In the end, 900 crystals were sold. Then, after taking several more treasures, Shi Tiefeng paused.

"Next, what we are going to auction is a major finale of this auction event, a low-quality metal flying sword." He showed a strange smile.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, although there are no low-grade metal flying swords, it is not rare. How can I just say the finale?" Someone immediately wondered.

"Everyone will know after reading it. Senior Wei, please give it a try." Shi Tiefeng bowed to a monk sitting in the front row of the auction hall.

"Oh? I believe that fellow Daoist Shi will not fool everyone here, so Wei Mou will give it a try." After saying that, the cultivator named Wei slowly walked onto the stage.

The cultivator named Wei called himself Weiranzi, who was a famous sword cultivator in the inner sect. The sword cultivator has a much better understanding of sword than ordinary people. Weiranzi's evaluation of flying swords is obviously much more effective than Shi Tiefeng.

Wei Ranzi picked up the flying sword and sighed. After careful observation, he suddenly shouted lightly, and a sword light rose into the air and flew towards the direction of no one.

"Good sword, what a good sword. Fellow Daoist Shi, did you refine this sword?" Wei Ran was happy and asked Shi Tiefeng indifferently with the many monks on the field.

"Thanks to the wrong love of my seniors, although I can lucky enough to refine a low-grade flying sword, this sword is a consignment item and has nothing to do with my artifact hall. I wonder if this sword is how it is."

"Fellow Taoists, Wei can guarantee that although this is a low-grade flying sword, its material is special and its workmanship is treacherous. Its power is not much compared to that of a medium-grade flying sword." After saying that, Wei Ranzi put down his flying sword and walked downstairs slowly.

"I believe everyone will not doubt the words of the uncles. I can also dare to guarantee that this gold-type low-grade flying sword is comparable to that of a medium-grade flying sword. There is no need to say much about the benefits in it. The starting price is 1,000 crystals."

“1200”

“1300”

“1500”

Then there were endless people shouting for the price, and even many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage participated.

"Ge Qin, a disciple of the lower inner sect, has 2,000 crystals. Who dares to fight?" A medium-sized monk stood up, as if he was determined to win.

"Shh, he is the direct line of Elder Ge of Neimen." Someone immediately muttered in a low voice.

"2500 crystal stones, do you want to buy them forcibly?" Another man stood up, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and he was not as good as the mortal world. His white clothes were better than snow, but he was a very handsome man.

"Hanjiangxue, the medium-grade magic weapon is only 2,000 crystals. Could it be that you are deliberately raising the price?" The monk named Ge whispered.

"Why do you have to deceive yourself with Fellow Daoist Ge? You and I understand that in fact, this low-grade magic weapon is still above the medium-grade magic weapon. It is no exaggeration to have 2,500 crystals." The handsome man said slowly...

There was an uproar in the field. Weiranzi's comments were already shocking. Unexpectedly, Weiranzi still had one move. The power of the low-grade flying sword was above the middle-grade level. The low-level monk immediately started to talk in a low voice and guessed the origin of the sword.

"3000 crystal stones." The monk surnamed Ge directly added 500 and glared at the surroundings. The handsome man also sat down and smiled in the direction of Wan Hu.

Wan Hu suddenly had a cold war. Unexpectedly, someone was willing to pay a high price of 3,000 crystals. He issued it now, but the handsome man seemed to know something and seemed to have helped him intentionally. Wan Hu felt a little confused in his joy.

"make a deal."

In the end, the flying sword was obtained by the monk named Ge for 3,000 crystals. Although the last few items were rare treasures, they were never sold at such a price again.

"The next one is the last item in this auction. I believe many fellow Taoists came for this item, the Foundation Building Pill!"

"I don't need to say the wonderful uses of Foundation Building Pill. Cultivators above the seventh level of Qi training have hopes to enter the Foundation Building Pill directly when taking Foundation Building Pill. Each monk only has this opportunity in his life, and multiple subsidies are ineffective. The starting price is 2,000 crystals."

Shi Tiefeng was obviously a little excited. There was no such spiritual medicine as Foundation Building Pill that was not moved by the Qi-training cultivator. He just took one by one in his early years, but he failed to break through to the foundation building stage. There was no hope of building foundation building, so he had to switch to practicing weapons. Fortunately, he had found the way to write the tools.

"2100 crystals." A slightly childish voice shouted.

"2200 crystals!" A nameless female cultivator also called for the price.

"2300 crystals." The hoarse old man.

The shouting of prices came one after another, and when the shouting of prices slowly ended, they finally took action.

"2500 crystals." Wan Hu shouted, this is the auction price of the general foundation-building pill.

"2600 crystals." A dull voice sounded.

"3,000 crystals." Wan Hu shouted resolutely. This is his entire family, and he intends to scare other bidders away at a high price.

Wan Hu stared at the foundation-building pill in front of him, feeling extremely nervous. Whether the foundation can be built depends on this time, otherwise I don’t know how long I will have to wait for this opportunity next time.

"3100 Crystal." It was still the dull voice, Wan Hu's heart twitched suddenly, and the foundation-building pill that was close to him seemed to have left him.

At this time, the field had fallen into silence, and at this time, no one had the ability to interfere in the bidding. Suddenly, another voice sounded.

“3500 crystals!”
Chapter completed!