Lin San glanced at the woodcutter man and sneered in his heart: "You are really desperate to bid with me. The most important thing I need now is the spiritual stone. At this time, Lin San suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he had robbed the water beforehand." Yun Sect's eight spirit stone mines, otherwise I will be the one who suffers today.
Mu Yunfeng's eyes narrowed to a slit. Three million mid-level spiritual stones were enough for his disciples to squander for a long time.
The woodcutter man withdrew from the competition, and the golden egg undoubtedly belonged to Lin San.
Just when Mu Yunfeng was in a good mood, Lin San said something that almost choked Mu Yunfeng to death.
Lin San stood up from the chair: "I don't have that many mid-level spiritual stones on me,"
"Uh..." Mu Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you kidding me, fellow Taoist?"
Lin San shook his head: "I really don't have that many mid-level spiritual stones,"
Mu Yunfeng's face suddenly darkened.
"The trouble has been going on for a long time. It's a guy who is strong on the outside but strong on the outside." The woodcutter man who had just failed in the bidding became more enthusiastic. He pointed at Lin San's nose and cursed: "You are really courageous. You dare to play with Senior Mu Yun. I think you are I’m tired of living,”
"That's right, if you don't have a spiritual stone, don't pretend to be an uncle." The others also had a look of disdain on their faces.
Lin San twisted her mouth, looked directly at the woodcutter man and said: "I found that your mouth really stinks more than shit. You are here today. If you were in another place, I would have smashed your dog teeth."
"Hey," the woodcutter man said with a look of disdain on his face: "You are really arrogant. Even if you want to break my teeth, you won't be able to do it in the next life. You braggart, you think you can do it if you deliberately hide your cultivation. Are you trying to scare people? Let me tell you: it doesn’t work.” In the woodcutter man’s consciousness, only those with low cultivation level would still hide their cultivation level and play tricks on them.
"Can I really not scare you?" Lin San's eyes turned cold, and the aura on his body suddenly became stronger, and a heart-stopping coercion filled the entire hall.
"You..." The woodcutter man's face instantly turned extremely pale, and he looked at Lin San in horror: "You... are a Yuan Ying stage monk..."
Lin San looked at the woodcutter man with a faint smile: "What do you think?"
"I..." The woodcutter man complained secretly in his heart. He was such a mean-mouthed person. If he managed to offend a Nascent Soul monk, his life would probably not be easy in the future.
At this moment, if Lin San had not taken care of Mu Yunfeng next to him, he would have taken action to teach the woodcutter man a lesson.
The woodcutter man took a deep breath, cupped his hands to Lin San and said, "It was the junior who made rude remarks just now. Please don't take it to heart, senior."
Lin San sneered: "Do you want to smooth things over just by apologizing?"
The woodcutter man twitched the corner of his mouth: "Then what else do you want, senior?"
"If you slap yourself a hundred times, I won't care about you anymore," Lin San said calmly.
A trace of anger flashed across the face of the woodcutter man: "Senior, please don't bully others too much. I am a disciple of Elder Ning Mengxuan. I hope senior won't go too far." When the woodcutter man saw that Lin San was unwilling to give up, he could only move out behind his back. The sect he relies on hopes to scare Lin San.
"No wonder you were so arrogant just now. It turns out you are a disciple of Elder Ning Mengxuan," Jin Fenghuang said loudly.
Mu Yunfeng also showed a hint of surprise on his face. He did not expect that the woodcutter man had such a big background.
Ningmengxuan is the second largest immortal cultivating sect in the Blood Moon Continent, second only to the Tianshan Sect in strength.
Seeing the shock on everyone's faces made the woodcutter man feel very proud. Unfortunately, Lin San's words at the next moment completely drove the woodcutter man crazy.
Lin San frowned: "What is Ningmengxuan? I have never heard of it, but the name sounds like a brothel singing and dancing place."
"How dare you call Ningmengxuan a brothel for singing and dancing?" the woodcutter's manly face turned livid: "I think you really don't want to live anymore."
"I just said it casually to make you anxious," Lin San smiled: "But the name Ningmengxuan really sounds like a brothel singing and dancing place." Lin San didn't know, because of his quick words today, He got himself into a lot of trouble and almost lost his life because of it.
"You..." The woodcutter man was so angry that he was speechless.
Jin Fenghuang, Lu Sanshan and others all looked at Lin San as if they were looking at monsters. No one had ever dared to belittle and humiliate Ning Mengxuan in public. Lin San either had a strong background and was not afraid of Ning Mengxuan, or else Lin San is a crazy person.
"Are you going to keep your mouth shut or not?" Lin San said impatiently.
"No way," shouted the woodcutter man.
Lin San's face sank, and just as he was about to step forward to take action, he was stopped by Mu Yunfeng.
Mu Yunfeng looked at Lin San expressionlessly: "Fighting is not allowed in the auction hall,"
"Okay, I'll give fellow Taoist Mu Yun some face and let the woodcutter go for now." Lin San turned around and glared at the woodcutter man: "Boy, I'll have a good chat with you after the auction is over."
The woodcutter man's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines.
Mu Yunfeng coughed all over and asked Lin San: "Fellow Taoist, you really don't have three million mid-level spiritual stones on you."
"Yes, I really don't have so many middle-level spiritual stones on my body..." Seeing Mu Yunfeng's face getting more and more ugly, Lin San hurriedly explained: "I have high-level spiritual stones on my body, I don't know if I can collect them here." In fact, the mid-level spiritual stones on Lin San's body were enough to buy the golden eggs, but Lin San wanted to keep some more mid-level spiritual stones for pocket money.
Mu Yunfeng was stunned: "Take the high-level spiritual stones, of course. One high-level spiritual stone can be exchanged for one hundred mid-level spiritual stones. Just give me 30,000 high-level spiritual stones."
Lin San nodded, took out a storage bag from the storage ring and handed it to Mu Yunfeng. Most of the storage bags on Lin San were obtained by killing enemies, and were now used to hold spiritual stones.
Mu Yunfeng used his spiritual consciousness to explore the storage bag, and his expression suddenly condensed: "Hey,"
"What's wrong? Is the number of spiritual stones wrong?" Lin San asked doubtfully.
"Oh," Mu Yunfeng came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled: "No, no, no, the spirit stone is just right. This golden egg is yours." As he spoke, Mu Yunfeng handed over the golden egg in his hand.
Lin San carefully took the golden egg and held it cold. There seemed to be a hint of fragrance on the eggshell. What surprised Lin San most was that this golden egg was very light. It could be said that it had no weight at all. Lin San tried to use it. His spiritual consciousness swept towards the eggshell. Unexpectedly, as soon as his spiritual consciousness touched the eggshell, it was bounced aside by an unknown mysterious force. "It's interesting," Lin San pinched the eggshell with his hands again. It was actually harder than steel. No matter how hard Lin San tried, he couldn't damage the eggshell.
"Fellow Taoist, let's study this egg another day. Let's take pictures of other items," Mu Yunfeng saw Lin San holding the golden egg in a daze, and couldn't help but remind him,