Chapter 211

At the banquet hall, Jiang Xinyu didn't find his father, so he asked the maid around him, "where's my father?"

"Report back to the young city master. The city master and the elder went to the county king city to purchase. It is said that they have to prepare to set up a branch rudder. They are not in the city in the near future." The delicate and beautiful maid made a very sweet and soft voice.

"OK, you go down first." Jiang Xinyu pinched the maid's face, then carried his hands and sat on the seat with Ye Feng.

When they had enough to eat and drink, they moved to the treasure Pavilion auction hall a few miles away.

This is a dome building with a height of 100 meters. In the middle is an auction platform ten feet high, surrounded by a large number of seats and half empty boxes.

Ye Feng and his party, as distinguished guests, were naturally arranged to box Tianzi No. 1.

Through the gauze curtain, the disciples saw people entering the treasure Pavilion one after another, sitting in their seats and waiting quietly.

Suddenly, more than a dozen juyuanjing level breath entered the treasure Pavilion.

Ye Feng felt a little familiar. He opened the veil and looked down. He found that the newcomers were actually strong forces such as Yunhua immortal, the mayor of Sanyuan City, the deputy mayor of Baifu City, baiqizong, Qingyun gate and so on.

"It is said that this heavyweight auction item is a medium-sized spirit weapon of excellent quality. It is said that the value is no less than 8000 inferior spirit stones. I happen to be short of a spirit sword. See who dares to compete with me."

A burst of domineering words came.

When everyone heard the sound, they only felt a great increase in pressure. The whole treasure Pavilion seemed to tremble and couldn't help looking at it.

I saw immortal Qingyun in a green shirt coming with his hands on his back and several Qingyun sect elders around him. He was radiant and powerful.

"Those who have money can get the auction goods. Immortal Qingyun can't be so overbearing." The leader of Liuyun sect walked into the treasure Pavilion and said with a smile.

With a gentle wave, he withdrew the momentum of immortal Qingyun.

Other people's pressure dropped greatly, so they couldn't help casting grateful eyes at the leader of Liuyun sect.

"Cough, Taoist friends, the auction is about to begin. Please sit down."

An old man of juyuanjing entered the treasure Pavilion and stood on the auction platform. "Old Jiang Daoli is the permanent host of the auction Pavilion. I think many Taoist friends here know me."

"Well, I'm not talking nonsense. I'll start bidding directly!"

"The first treasure is a magic" Reiki flying horse ". After practicing, you can use Reiki to conjure up a white horse with wings on its back, which can fly for a short time. The disadvantage is that it consumes Reiki very much. The starting price is 30 pieces of inferior spirit stones. "

Host Jiang Daoli took out an ancient book and quickly completed the introduction.

"Thirty five."

"Thirty eight."

"Forty."

“……”

After a round of fierce bidding, "spirit flying horse" was sold at the price of 53 inferior spirit stones.

"The second auction item is a bottle of spirit wine that has been treasured for many years. It can accelerate the practice. Especially before double cultivation, both sides drink a cup. That effect, tut Tut, only those Taoist friends who have tried it know..."

Jiang Daoli talked eloquently and attracted people to bid.

In less than half an hour, hundreds of spirit tools, spells, pills, or refined spirit mines have been traded.

However, the level of these objects is not high, and most of them are auctioned in the refining realm.

At the back, there began to be auctions for treasures suitable for Juyuan environment, such as second-class and third-class spells, ordinary middle-class spirit tools, lower-class Ningyuan pill and so on.

Ye Feng looked calmly and didn't make a move.

It's not that you don't like it, but the ethereal sect is too poor. Even if you sell 30 inferior spiritual weapons and get 60 medium-sized spiritual stones, you still have to dig and search, otherwise it's difficult to get together the spiritual stones needed to refine the five elements spiritual sword.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

"The next thing to be auctioned is the hot spot of this time. An excellent medium-grade spirit sword with a valuation of no less than 5000 spirit stones is made by a master of refining utensils. The starting price is 3000 lower grade spirit stones."

Jiang Daoli opened a wooden box and took out a sharp spirit sword. It was only a foot long, but it was cold.

As soon as the spirit sword came out, everyone felt skin tingling, like meeting a strong enemy.

"Finally." Seeing the spirit sword, Ye Feng and the disciples of the ethereal sect immediately became interested and wanted to see how much they could sell.

In an instant, dozens of spiritual senses covered the spirit sword and constantly scanned it to judge its quality and value.

"Sure enough, it's a good sword. I bid 3500!" Immortal Qingyun took the lead in taking back his spiritual knowledge, held his arm, gradually raised the corners of his mouth, and was the first to quote the price.

"This sword is so exquisite that it can be said to be a rare treasure for practitioners of kendo. My Lord also likes it and bids 38000!" The leader of Liuyun sect is unwilling to show weakness.

At ordinary times, he will certainly hate to bid with the small bellied Qingyun immortal, but now there is a huge threat of demon city. The leader of Liuyun sect only wants to improve his strength as much as possible.

This spirit sword must be started!

"Four thousand." The master of Baiqi sect also participated in the auction.

He has never seen such an exquisite refining technique. It seems that it was not refined by people, because the array patterns on it are particularly neat. If he can get this spirit sword and take back the Baiqi sect for research, he will certainly gain a lot.

"Four thousand five!" Immortal Qingyun angrily patted the handrail.

"Four thousand eight!" The leader of Liuyun sect increased the price again.

"Five thousand!" The leader of Baiqi sect frowned and raised the price. This is his limit. Even if it's more expensive, it's OK. After all, Baiqi sect is not his speech hall, so he can't spend so much money to buy a medium-quality spirit weapon.

"Five thousand three." Immortal Qingyun patted the handrail. "Whoever dares to bid with me again will be hanged and beaten when he goes out of the door."

As soon as he said this, everyone shrank their necks.

Jiang Daoli, who was in charge of the host, took a swipe at the corner of his mouth and secretly said that immortal Qingyun was too overbearing. During the auction, the most annoying thing was this kind of person who pushed people down by force, which broke the rules and led to less money in the auction Pavilion.

The leader of Liuyun sect and the leader of Baiqi sect looked at each other in the air. They were helpless to shake their heads and gave up the idea of continuing to increase prices.

In the box.

Ye Feng patted his thigh and scolded immortal Qingyun for being so overbearing that he dared to cut off his wealth, so he shouted:

"Sling? You deserve it! "

Once this was said, the whole audience was silent.

Many unidentified people cast incredible eyes at Ye Feng's box. Who is it that even the domineering Qingyun immortal dares to fight and doesn't want to live?

Jiang Daoli and Jiang Xinyu also contracted their pupils.

Ye Feng offended immortal Qingyun. What if the two sides fight in Longwu city!

"It's him!"

The leader of Liuyun sect, the leader of Baiqi sect and the leader of Sanyuan city all stared at the sudden sound.

For this sound, Qingyun immortal was familiar with it. It seemed that he returned to the day when he was hanged by Ye Feng, and the old body was shocked.

The elder of Qingyun gate next to him thought that his sect leader was angry, so he pointed to the box where Ye Feng was, and scolded: "where do you come from, you dare..."

"Shut up and get out!"

Immortal Qingyun kicked the elder off, then sat upright, stared at Ye Feng's box and said with a sneer: "Ye Feng! If you have money, you can bid instead of flaunting your tongue there. "

The whole audience was in an uproar.

It is said that immortal Qingyun, who has a small belly and Chicken Intestines, loves to bear grudges and acts overbearing, did not fight Ye Feng, but live in peace?

What's going on?

Scared?

Except for the leader of Liuyun sect and a few others, even the disciples of the ethereal sect thought it was incredible.

"Immortal Qingyun seems to be a little afraid of the head martial uncle. Who can tell me what's going on?" Shi Lei said he was confused.

All the disciples looked at Ye Feng.

"I bid, five thousand five!" Ye Feng ignored everyone's shock and began to make an offer.

On the high platform.

Jiang Daoli swallowed his saliva, looked at immortal Qingyun and said, "immortal Qingyun... Leader Ye seems to have a higher bid than you."

Immortal Qingyun looked gloomy and said coldly, "six thousand!"

"Six thousand and one yuan." Ye Feng offers.

"Six thousand five!" Qingyun immortal increases the price.

"6501 yuan." Ye Feng continued to quote, and always a spirit stone higher than the bid of Qingyun immortal.

"I'm so angry!" Immortal Qingyun crushed the floor with one foot, and a terrible smell broke out on him. He was about to break out in an all-round way.

They almost knelt on the ground and trembled.

In the box.

The ink warbler lowered his voice and said, "headmaster, can't we afford this price?"

"I don't want to buy, but to bid up the price." Ye Feng smiled.

He used Fengyuan spirit beads to block the dialogue. Except Moying, other disciples could not hear the voice.

"I see!" Mo Ying nodded and looked at immortal Qingyun in the distance, "but what if he was hated by immortal Qingyun afterwards?"

"Do you think he can beat me?" Ye Feng asked.

The ink warbler was stunned at first, and the pupil contracted suddenly.

No wonder Ye Feng is so arrogant. His strength is so strong that he is not afraid of Qingyun immortal.

Is it true that he is the peak of Juyuan realm?

Remembering that the demon city was bombarded by a mysterious strong man with meteorites, Mo Ying looked at Ye Feng, as intelligent as she was, and instantly thought that this was the three-level magic of the ethereal school, the attack of heaven and moon.

"Sure enough, the leader is the fierce man in Juyuan territory who makes a lot of trouble in the demon city! It turns out that his strength is so amazing. No wonder strange means emerge one after another. "

The ink warbler suddenly opened up.

At this time, immortal Qingyun suddenly walked out of the box, pointed to Ye Feng and scolded, "I'll buy this medium-grade spirit sword, 8000 yuan!"

The sound is like thunder, accompanied by the sound of swords, which makes people tremble.

Ye Feng thought for a while and felt that he could not increase the price any more.

Otherwise, if Immortal Qingyun suddenly doesn't buy it, he will lose a lot.

Therefore, Ye Feng deliberately stood in front of the box. His expression changed from calm to dignified. He seemed to be considering whether to increase the price. His acting skills were unparalleled.

"Will you increase the price or not?" Immortal Qingyun sneered.

In his opinion, Ye Feng, who is immersed in meditation, must have no money. Otherwise, it is impossible not to increase the price immediately.

Ye Feng frowned, pondered for a moment, and sighed: "Alas! Ye is shy in his pocket and can't increase the price. It's a pity that he missed such a wonderful middle-grade spirit sword! "

With that, Ye Feng sat down in his chair and looked up at the sky. It seemed that he had missed some great opportunity. His acting skills became more and more exquisite. Even Mo Ying almost believed it.

"Headmaster, are you okay?" Li Jiaojiao and other female disciples hurriedly surrounded him and kneaded his shoulder and beat his back. They cooperated very well.

"Since leader Ye withdrew from the competition, this medium-grade spirit sword was sold to immortal Qingyun at the price of 8000 inferior spirit stones." Jiang Daoli made the final decision.

"Cut, dare to compete with this real person without money!" Immortal Qingyun said with a grim smile. He paid the money on the spot and got this exquisite middle-grade spirit sword. He immediately recognized the Lord and named it "Qingyun sword". He couldn't put it down.

Then he glanced sideways at Ye Feng and was complacent.

Immortal Qingyun doesn't know that the Qingyun sword he bought with 8000 pieces of spirit stones was refined by Ye Feng!

He didn't know that he was trapped!

Although the quality of this spirit sword is very high, the real price is 5000 or 6000 spirit stones, which is far lower than the transaction price of 8000 pieces.

In a luxury box.

Little city Lord Jiang Xinyu swallowed his saliva and silently gave Ye Feng a thumbs up.

"Leader Ye bid up the price, which directly increased the transaction price of Zhongpin Lingjian by 40%. It's high, it's really high!"