"I see."

Lin Feng believed Qianqian's words.

This has been confirmed on the demon smelting pot.

But now Lin Feng can't be sure whether there is a spirit in the Qianlong shuttle. If it doesn't exist, it should be a lot of trouble to control. After all, Qianlong shuttle itself belongs to a demon weapon, and there are too many uncertain factors before you get it.

If there is really no problem and the friar can control it, I believe Zhang Xiong will not choose to auction it.

"In a word, brother Lin, we must take a picture of it."

Qianqian told me again.

"I know, Qianqian, you've said it several times. I'm bound to get this thousand long shuttle."

Lin Feng said with a firm face.

Are you kidding? Compare wealth with him?

Perhaps compared with the monks in the whole cultivation world, Lin Feng's wealth is nothing, but in a small place like Xihua City, apart from others, Lin Feng must be the richest. The whole East yellow Kingdom has been unified by the white feather gate. It's no problem to casually take out hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

Four days passed quietly.

In order to hide people's eyes and ears and not attract attention, Lin Feng changed his face again, changed his face into a middle-aged monk, and made a slight adjustment to his figure.

Now Lin Feng looks a little shorter than before, but he is a little fatter. His face is full of flesh, which makes people unable to associate with his original appearance.

Even Qianqian was startled by Lin Feng's dress.

Lin Feng, a waiter, had already inquired about it before. Not everyone can participate in the auction. If you want to enter the auction, you must pay a certain amount of spirit stones. For ordinary seats, you need 100 middle-grade spirit stones to participate. These admission fees alone have discouraged many monks who want to see it.

It is said that many VIP boxes have been set up in the auction site. Each box can hide the personal information of monks. Just if you want to enter this box, you need to spend 1000 Chinese spirit stones, which is ten times more than ordinary seats.

Before going to the auction, Lin Feng put Qianqian into Shenshui space and planned to release Qianqian after entering the box.

Otherwise, even Qianqian with a veil will attract the attention of countless people.

In addition, Lin Feng remembered that when he and Qian Qian were wandering in the street that day, they met Zhang Xiong and his party. Lu an came forward and talked to them. If Lu an found and recognized them at the auction venue, it would be troublesome.

After all the arrangements were completed, Lin Feng put on a set of ordinary looking friars' robes and swaggered to the auction house in the center of the city.

The auction house had existed long ago. At the beginning, there was no Weihai gang. Therefore, the eleven forces divided the benefits of the auction equally, and each occupied a certain share.

The area in the center of the city is not under the jurisdiction of any force, which is regarded as a public jurisdiction.

When it comes to the degree of prosperity, the city center is by no means comparable to other places. Even the most prosperous place of a gang is less than one or two tenths of the city center.

Far away, Lin Feng had seen the auction house.

Quite ancient buildings are luxurious and magnificent. The three storey auction house stands like a giant beast in the middle of the city.

There are many halls outside the auction house. Monks can enter and leave these halls freely. They can choose to auction items or buy them by auction. All auction items can be seen in the hall and are under the jurisdiction of all forces in the city.

Since the arrival of Weihai Gang, 11 shares have become 12 shares. Now Sanba has such changes. I believe the share of the auction will change again.

Lin Feng took a general look. If the friar wants to sell here, the security and confidentiality are very reliable, but the only disadvantage is that 10% of the final income should be taken as the handling fee at the auction.

This made Lin Feng smack his tongue secretly. According to the calculation, there are not few monks who come here for auction every day. Even if the auction items are of different values, 10% of each item will be drawn. At the end of the day, the income of the auction will be very terrible.

However, in Lin Feng's view, the auction in the cultivation world still has many disadvantages. If you copy the set of things in the business field on earth, with enough time support, Lin Feng believes that his ability to collect money will definitely explode these so-called big forces.

After secretly planning the blueprint in his heart, Lin Feng walked to the auction hall.

At this time, half an hour before the auction, a long queue had lined up at the door of the auction hall.

Lin Feng glanced roughly. Among the monks in line, the worst one was at the peak of Yuanying. There were many monks in the period of transforming God. I think so. Basically, the monks who could afford 100 pieces of medium-grade spirit stones were above the period of transforming God. Few monks in the period of Yuanying were so willing.

However, few people choose the box. It's a thousand pieces of middle-class spirit stones, not inferior spirit stones. So far, Lin Feng has found that he has chosen the VIP box for several old monsters in the fitting stage.

Finally, it was Lin Feng's turn. The friar of Weihai gang who was responsible for registration looked up at Lin Feng, directly touched an ordinary number plate and said faintly, "pay."

"VIP seat."

Lin Feng threw a storage bag and said faintly.

The monk of Weihai gang was stunned. He took the storage bag and looked at it. His attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees.

Before, he saw that Lin Feng was just a friar in the middle of Huashen, and didn't take it to heart. Unexpectedly, this ugly friar was still a rich Lord.

"Here is your number plate. Please come inside."

Weihai helped the friar put away the spirit stone, and then respectfully handed Lin Feng a number plate printed with the words "VIP", with a slight fluctuation of vitality on it.

Lin Feng's divine sense swept over the number plate, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, but he reached out and brushed it gently, and then took the number plate.

The number plate in Lin Feng's hand has lost its vitality.

Calmly walked into the auction house, but this scene was clearly seen by several people sitting in a room at the top of the auction house.

If Lin Feng was here, he would recognize that the four monks in this room, including situ Bo and Zhang Xiong, were all included, as well as situ Shaofeng.

Several people are surrounded by a Dharma array. Through the Dharma array, you can clearly see the situation at the door.

Several people naturally noticed Lin Feng who got the VIP seat. Because of the high price, so far, Lin Feng is the first friar to take out a thousand pieces of medium-quality spiritual stones for the purpose of transforming God.

"Is there a problem with this man?"

After knowing the change of appearance of Lin Da Sheng Hui, several people were skeptical about every friar with lower accomplishments and more money.

"Cultivation is in the middle of transforming God, and the figure is also different. It shouldn't be."