Chapter 149： The prototype of the magic weapon

Opposite him is Li Yang of Qingyang Sect.

"Seven liang of silver essence, it takes at least a few years to refine, and it is rare. The ten finale auction items are now the sixth, and I don't know what the tenth finale auction item is."

"Let's wait and see, but Wei Guo held an auction of this scale, will there be other plans? Lie us to participate in the auction, and then make a bad hand? Over the years, Wei Guo's five schools have lowered the requirements for apprentices and recruited a large number of people. Disciple, in this situation, it is clear that we are going to start a war. Our country of Song is next to the country of Wei, which is very likely to be the target of the country of Wei. If we lose a few monks in the formation stage, and the country of Wei invades, it will be smoother. "

Li Shixian looked worried.

Li Yang smiled lightly and said, "Brother Shixian has been thinking too much. If you want to fight, you will fight in an upright manner. If Wei Guo will use the auction to attack us, the reputation will be bad. They should not be so stupid. Of course, we dare to do it. If you come, you will naturally have something to rely on, and if the Wei country comes in disorder, it may not be a good deal."

He brought all the treasures of Zhenzong, and he was naturally full of self-confidence.

"That's true, but I still can't figure it out, why are the five sects of Wei State holding such a large-scale auction? What's the benefit? Just to attract people? It's just one auction, how many people can it attract? The auction is over, isn't it? Everyone goes home."

"The answer is about to be revealed, ten thousand."

The competition for third-order materials was very fierce. This piece of silver essence of seven taels was finally taken away by Wang Huashan at the price of 60,000 spirit stones.

"The third-order low-grade fire-attribute demon pill is an excellent material for alchemy. The base price is 3,000 spirit stones. Each time the price is increased, it cannot be less than 1,000 spirit stones."

Lu Zhanyuan pointed to a red wooden box and said, inside the wooden box, there was a red ball the size of an egg.

The third-order monsters are equivalent to the monks in the formation stage, and they have already given birth to a trace of wisdom, which is difficult to kill.

The third-order demon pill was worth no less than five hundred years of elixir.

"What? A third-order demon pill? Are you willing to take out a third-order low-grade demon pill?"

A surprised man's voice came from a room on the third floor.

"To be honest with the seniors, this demon pill is indeed a third-order pill, but it took a lot of time to kill this demon, and most of the demon power in the demon pill is consumed. The quality of this demon pill is not particularly good, but it is used to refine a third-order pill. The medicine is still fine."

"So that's what the old man said! The third-order monsters are very difficult to kill, who would easily sell the third-order demon pills. It turns out that the demon pills consume most of the demon power. , it's not bad to use it for spirit beasts, the old man pays 15,000."

Although most of the demon power was consumed, it was a third-order demon pill after all. Many pill-forming cultivators participated in the auction and bid enthusiastically. In the end, at a high price of 50,000 spirit stones, it was photographed by a pill-forming cultivator on the third floor.

In a private room on the third floor, a tall and thin old man in yellow robe was holding a red wooden box in which was a red ball.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he put down the wooden box.

Du Zhanyuan held a silver talisman, and the surface of the silver talisman was covered with runes the size of grains of rice, exuding an amazing wave of spiritual energy.

"The eighth finale auction item, a low-grade third-grade talisman with two heavenly gangs, this talisman is a defensive spiritual talisman, and its defensive power is no worse than that of a first-grade defensive magic weapon. The base price is 5,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 2,000 each time. ."

"Tier 3 Defense Talisman!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes were a bit fiery. Speaking of which, he didn't even have a defensive magic weapon.

This third-order defense talisman, he also thought about it, it is not something he can bid for.

This two-meter celestial talisman sold for a high price of 70,000 spirit stones.

"A piece of animal skin of the third-tier middle-grade Yanhuo toad can be used to refine fire-attribute magic weapons. The base price is 10,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000 each time."

Lu Zhanyuan held a wrinkled red animal skin in his hand, and the surface of the red animal skin was covered with a layer of red light.

"The skin of a third-order mid-grade fire-attribute monster!"

Wang Changfeng's face was full of envy, and his eyes were fixed on the animal skin on Lu Zhanyuan's hand.

"Ten thousand!"

"twelve thousand!"

"Thirteen thousand!"

"The old man gives 20,000."

A full-bodied voice came from a room on the third floor.

Wang Changsheng recognized the sound. This person just bought the third-order demon pill, and now he is bidding 30,000 yuan for the third-order animal skin. He is really rich.

The competition was fierce, and in the end, the animal skin was photographed at a high price of 55,000 spirit stones.

There was only the last finale auction item left, and the monks present were very curious as to what the last finale auction item was.

Du Zhanyuan patted the storage bag, and a yellow light flew out from it.

This is a yellow shield the size of a palm. After Du Zhanyuan hit it with a magic trick, the size of the yellow shield skyrocketed to a height of about ten feet.

The whole body of the yellow shield is covered with a layer of yellow light, and a lifelike wolf head is engraved on the surface of the shield, exuding an amazing wave of spiritual energy.

"The prototype of the magic weapon is the coyote shield. It is well known that the further tempering of the magic weapon is the natal magic weapon. Above the natal magic weapon is the magic weapon prototype, and then the magic weapon. It is made of third-order materials, and a piece of earth and stone is added. The earth is a heaven and earth spirit with earth attributes, which contains a trace of spirituality. There was an error in the refining process of this treasure, which was not able to be refined into a magic weapon, but The prototype of the magic weapon, the base price is 50,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 5,000 each time."

"What? The prototype of an earth-type magic weapon."

There was a sound of surprise from a room on the third floor, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a yellow brocade walked out.

The middle-aged man had a pockmarked face, a short stature, and a bulging belly, like a huge ball, with his eyes narrowed into a slit.

The pock-faced man flew down to the high platform and reached out to grab the yellow shield.

Du Zhanyuan frowned and said, "Senior, you..."

"roll."

The pock-marked man glared at Du Zhanyuan, and a powerful spiritual pressure rushed out of him, rushing towards Du Zhanyuan.

Du Zhanyuan took a dozen steps back, his face pale and a layer of cold sweat oozing out of his forehead.

"Jhuangmazi, do you want to make trouble? This is Wei State, not Chu State. You are not allowed to be arrogant."

A cold male voice suddenly sounded.

A Confucian scholar in green shirt with a national character face flew down to the high platform and looked at the pock-marked man with cold eyes.

When the pock-faced man saw the scholar in green shirt, it was like a mouse seeing a cat with a shy smile, he retracted his fleshy palm, and said in a pleasing tone, "Young Daoist Sun is joking, how dare Huang Trouble, just seeing the prototype of this magic weapon, I was excited for a while, and fellow Taoists also knew that Huang was just a loose cultivator, not comparable to you sect cultivators."

Seeing this scene, most of the monks present were dumbfounded.

Both of them are cultivators of the Core Formation stage, why is the pock-faced man so afraid of the Confucian scholar in green shirt? The pock-marked man just spoke coldly to Du Zhanyuan. When he saw the scholar in green shirt, he seemed to have changed his face at all.

A look of disgust flashed in the eyes of the Confucian scholar in the blue shirt, and said indifferently: "It depends on when you are excited. Go down, take this coyote shield and come up again."

The pock-marked man smiled shyly and flew back to the third floor.

The scholar in green shirt looked at Du Zhanyuan and instructed, "Nephew Du, you continue."

"Yes, Master Sun."

"The prototype of the magic weapon, the coyote shield, has a base price of 50,000, and each time the price is increased, it must not be less than 5,000."