Ling he wipes his face, and Yi Chen looks away awkwardly.

"What's the matter? If the money is not enough, let Yi Chen go and pick up two more stones? " Monsoon smoke is unknown so the opening.

Linghe quickly shook his head and looked at the monsoon smoke without tears. He talked about the special auction method that the auctioneer had said before.

Monsoon smoke blinked. I didn't expect the auction to be so weird.

”I use money for auction. " The willow eyebrows of the monsoon smoke are light and wrinkled, very sad.

Ling he didn't want to say anything.

Monsoon smoke looked at the red and bright green trees on the auction platform, and his eyes almost glowed green.

Due to the special way of the auction, the auction has not yet started. The auctioneer gave people a certain time to prepare, so that they could think about what treasure at the bottom of their box could be exchanged in this event.

The monsoon smoke touched his chin, as if thoughtfully swept through the crowd, another hand consciously touched his own space jade soul.

To be reasonable, her Shizu and Shifu left her a lot of good things. They can suppress one of the immortals by taking out any one of them.

But

Monsoon smoke does not want to use the "heritage" of the two elderly.

After touching it for a long time, monsoon smoke found a Bagang sized eight diagrams mirror from the space jade soul. It looks very bright with the mirror, which is made of special materials. It is divided into black and white, indicating the meaning of yin and Yang. She took that eight diagrams mirror and showed it to Ling He: "brother Ling, do you think it's a treasure when you look at things?"

Ling he glanced at the old mirror in monsoon smoke's hand, and his mouth slightly twitched However, the other side is the monsoon smoke, he can only take the eight trigrams mirror in his hand and look back and forth.

However

"Miss, with all due respect, your mirror It's really not close to treasure. " Linghe carefully sends the eight trigrams mirror to the hand of monsoon smoke.

The eyebrow of monsoon smoke is light wrinkly, looking at the eight trigrams mirror in hand, quite puzzled.

"Can't the gossip mirror work?"

This is the artifact that her Shizu used to suppress the ghost king. It has the ability to capture and seal the soul. At that time, many immortals robbed the head for it. Although it hasn't been used for many years, but It used to be a legend in the world of immortality!

Linghe doesn't understand what the "gossip mirror" is. He just looks at the small tangled shape of the monsoon smoke, and can't bear to say anything that strikes her too much.

Monsoon smoke didn't believe in evil and brought out several magic weapons of the world of immortality. However, the weapons that have gone through thousands of years have already left traces of the years. No matter which one looks a little old, and there is no luxury or strange.

Linghe is really hard headed, one by one to the monsoon smoke vetoed.

Leng is a cavity of hot blood monsoon smoke, splashed into the ice hole.

Just when the monsoon smoke was hit by linghelian, the auction of green blood exquisite trees was officially launched. The people who had been rubbing their hands for a long time finally showed their madness at this moment!

"The price of green blood exquisite tree is four-star artifact. Please increase the price with it." As soon as the auctioneer opened his mouth, he killed a man who was fighting for the spoils.

In this world, there are many artifacts, and each of them is invaluable, which is very human. In every big family, most of them have one or two Zhenzu artifacts, which are passed down from generation to generation, and also a symbol of the strength of each family.