Chapter 211 Treasure Pavilion Auction, Qingyun Real Person Is Angry

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When he arrived at the banquet hall, Jiang Xinyu didn't find his father, so he asked the maid beside him, "Where's my father?"

"Reporting to the young city lord, the city lord and the first elder went to the county king city to purchase. It is said that they still have to prepare for the establishment of a separate helm. They are not in the city recently." The delicate and beautiful maid made a very sweet and soft voice.

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

After drinking and eating, everyone moved to the auction hall of the Treasure Pavilion a few miles away.

This is a dome building with a height of 100 meters. In the middle is an auction platform with a height of 10 feet. There are a lot of seats and boxes in the air.

As distinguished guests, Ye Feng and his party were naturally arranged in the Tianzi No. 1 box.

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

Suddenly, a dozen or so auras of the Primordial Gathering Realm entered the Treasure Pavilion.

Ye Feng felt a little familiar, opened the gauze curtain and looked down, and found that the person who came was actually a strong person from Yunhua Zhenren, Sanyuan City City Lord, Baifu City Deputy City Lord, Baiqi Sect, Qingyunmen and other forces.

"It is said that the heavyweight auction item this time is a high-quality middle-grade spiritual tool, and the rumored value is not less than 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones. This real person happens to be short of a spiritual sword. Let's see who dares to compete with me. "

A domineering voice came.

When everyone heard the sound, they only felt that the pressure was greatly increased.

I saw the Qingyun Master in a green shirt coming with his hands on his back, and there were several Qingyunmen elders beside him.

"Those who are rich in auction items can get it, and Qingyun Daoist can't be so domineering." The Sect Master of the Floating Cloud Sect walked into the Treasure Pavilion and said with a smile.

He waved his hand lightly, removing the imposing manner of Qingyun Zhenren.

The pressure of the others dropped greatly, and they couldn't help but cast a grateful look at the Sect Master of the Floating Cloud Sect.

"Ahem, fellow Daoists, the auction is about to start, please take a seat."

An old man who was at the second level of Ju Yuanjing stepped into the Treasure Pavilion and stood on the high auction platform, "Old man Jiang Daoli is the resident host of the auction pavilion. I think many fellow Taoists here know me."

"Then, the old man is no nonsense, just start the auction!"

"The first treasure is a first-grade spell "Reiki Pegasus". After practicing, you can use Reiki to transform into a white horse with two wings on its back, and it can fly for a short time. The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of Reiki. The starting price, three Ten low-grade spirit stones."

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

"Thirty-five."

"thirty eight."

"forty."

"..."

After a round of fierce bidding, "Reiki Pegasus" was sold at the price of fifty-three low-quality spiritual stones.

"The second auction item is a bottle of spirit wine that has been treasured for many years. It can have the effect of speeding up the practice. Especially before the double cultivation, both parties drink a cup. The effect, tsk tsk, is only known to those who have tried it..."

Jiang Daoli talked eloquently and attracted people to bid.

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

However, these objects are not of high grade, and most of them are auctioned in the Qi Refining Realm.

At the back, there will be auctions for treasures suitable for use in the Primordial Gathering Realm, such as second- and third-rank spells, ordinary middle-rank spiritual tools, and low-rank condensing essence pills.

Ye Feng watched calmly and did not make a move.

It's not that I don't like it, it's that the Misty Sect is too poor. Even if you sell thirty low-grade spirit tools and get sixty middle-grade spirit stones, you still have to dig and search, otherwise it will be difficult to get together and refine them. The spirit stone required for the Five Elements Spirit Sword.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

"The next thing to be auctioned is this big hit, an excellent mid-grade spirit sword with a valuation of no less than 5,000 spirit stones, from a master craftsman, with a starting price of 3,000 low-grade spirit stones. "

Jiang Daoli opened a wooden box and took out a sharp spirit sword, only about a foot long, but with a cold glow.

As soon as the spirit sword came out, everyone felt a tingling pain in their skin, as if they had encountered a strong enemy.

"It's finally started." Seeing the spirit sword, Ye Feng and the disciples of the Misty Sect immediately became interested and wanted to see how much they could sell for.

In an instant, dozens of spiritual consciousness covered the spirit sword, constantly scanning to judge its quality and value.

"Sure enough, it's a good sword. This real person bid 3,500!" Qingyun real person took the lead in withdrawing his spiritual knowledge, holding his arms, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and he was the first to quote the price.

"This sword is so exquisite. For practitioners who practice swordsmanship, it can be said to be a rare treasure. The sect master also took a fancy to it and offered three thousand eight!" The Floating Cloud Sect master was not to be outdone.

In normal times, he would definitely be hated by the real Qingyun who bid with the small stomach, but now that there is a huge threat of the demon city, the Floating Cloud Sect Sect Master just wants to improve his own strength as much as possible.

This spirit sword must be acquired!

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

He has never seen such an exquisite refining technique, as if it was not made by humans, because the pattern on it is very neat, if you can get this spirit sword and take it back to the Hundred Weapons Sect for research, you will definitely gain a lot.

"Four thousand five!" Master Qingyun slapped the armrest angrily.

"Four thousand eight!" The Floating Cloud Sect Sect Master raised the price again.

"Five thousand!" The Sect Master of the Baiji Sect frowned and increased the price. This was already his limit. No matter how expensive it was, forget it. After all, the Baiji Sect was not his one, and he couldn't spend so much money on a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

"Five thousand three." Qingyun real person smashed the handrail, "Whoever dares to bid with me, they must be hanged and beaten when they go out."

As soon as these words came out, everyone shrank their necks.

Jiang Daoli, who was in charge of hosting, twitched the corner of his mouth. He secretly said that Qingyun Daoist was too domineering. During the auction, the most annoying thing was this kind of people who used their power to overwhelm people. They broke the rules and also caused the auction house to make less money.

The Floating Cloud Sect Sect Master and the Baiqi Sect Sect Master looked at each other from the air, and both shook their heads helplessly and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to increase the price.

in the box.

Ye Feng slapped his thigh and scolded Qingyun Zhenren for being so domineering that he dared to cut off his own fortune, so he shouted:

"Hanging? You deserve it too?!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Many people with unknown circumstances cast unbelievable glances at Ye Feng's box. Who is it that even the domineering Qingyun Daoist dares to fight, don't you want to live?

Jiang Daoli and Jiang Xinyu also shrank their pupils.

Ye Feng offended Qingyun Master, if the two sides fight in Longwu City, how can it be good!

"It's him!"

The Sect Master of Floating Cloud Sect, the Sect Master of Baiqi Sect, the Sanyuan City City Master and others all stared at the sudden voice.

For this voice, Qingyun Zhenren was all too familiar with it, as if he had returned to the day he was hanged and beaten by Ye Feng, his old body was shocked.

The elder of Qingyunmen next to him thought that his sect master was angry, so he pointed to the box where Ye Feng was and scolded: "Where is the younger generation, dare to..."

"Shut up and get out!"

Master Qingyun kicked the elder away with one foot, and then sat upright, staring at the box where Ye Feng was, and sneered: "Ye Feng! If you have money, you can bid for the auction, instead of trying to talk about it."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

It is rumored that Qingyun, a small-bellied chicken intestines, a vengeful person, and a domineering person, did not take action against Ye Feng, but lived in peace?

How is this going?

Are you scared?

Except for a few people such as the Sect Master of the Floating Cloud Sect, even the disciples of the Misty Sect thought this matter was incredible.

"Master Qingyun seems to be a little bit afraid of the master and uncle, who can tell me what's going on?" Shi Lei said he was stunned.

All the disciples looked at Ye Feng.

"I made an offer, five thousand five!" Ye Feng ignored the shock of the crowd and began to make an offer.

on the high platform.

Jiang Daoli swallowed, looked at Master Qingyun, and said, "Qing... Master Qingyun, this Sect Leader Ye seems to have bid higher than you."

Master Qingyun had a gloomy face and snorted coldly, "Six thousand!"

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

"Six thousand five!" Qingyun real person increased the price.

"Six thousand five hundred and one." Ye Feng continued to offer, and it was always one spiritual stone higher than Qingyun's bid.

"Qi is killing me too!" Qingyun Zhenren smashed the floor with one foot, and a terrible aura erupted from his body, and he was about to explode in full force.

Everyone almost knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

in the box.

Mo Ying lowered her voice and said, "Sect Master, can't we afford this price?"

"I'm not buying, but driving up the price." Ye Feng smiled.

He used the Feng Yuan Lingzhu to block the conversation, and apart from Mo Ying, no other disciples could hear the sound.

"I understand!" Mo Ying nodded and looked at Master Qingyun in the distance, "However, what if she was hated by Master Qingyun afterwards?"

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

Mo Ying was stunned at first, and then her pupils suddenly shrank.

No wonder Ye Feng is so arrogant, it turns out that his strength is so strong that he is not afraid of Qingyun Daoist.

Could it be that he is the peak of the Juyuan Realm?

Thinking of the monster city being bombarded with meteorites by a mysterious powerhouse, Mo Ying looked at Ye Feng, as smart as her, and instantly thought that this was the third-grade spell of the Misty Sect, "The Strike of the Moon and the Sky".

"Sure enough, the sect master is the peak Juyuan realm who made a fuss in the demon city! It turns out that his strength is so amazing, no wonder there are endless strange methods."

Mo Ying suddenly became enlightened.

At this time, Master Qingyun suddenly walked out of the box, pointed at Ye Feng and scolded: "This middle-grade spirit sword, I bought it, 8,000 yuan!"

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

Ye Feng thought about it and felt that he could not increase the price.

Otherwise, once Qingyun Master suddenly stopped buying it, it would be a big loss.

So, Ye Feng deliberately stood in front of the box, his expression changed from calm to solemn, as if he was considering whether to increase the price or not, and his acting skills were unparalleled.

"Are you going to increase the price?" Qingyun real person sneered.

In his opinion, Ye Feng, who was in deep thought, must have run out of money, otherwise, it would be impossible not to increase the price immediately.

Ye Feng frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he sighed: "Alas! Ye is too shy to increase the price, and it is a pity to miss such a wonderful mid-grade spirit sword!"

After speaking, Ye Feng sat slumped on the chair, looking up at the sky, as if he had missed a big opportunity, his acting skills became more and more superb, even Mo Ying almost believed it.

"Sect Master, are you alright?" Li Jiaojiao and other female disciples hurriedly surrounded him, pinched his shoulders and beat his back, and cooperated very well.

"Since the head of Ye has withdrawn from the competition, then this middle-grade spirit sword was sold to Qingyun Master at the price of 8,000 low-grade spirit stones." Jiang Daoli made a final decision.

"Cut, you dare to compete with this real person even if you have no money!" Qingyun real person grinned, paid the money on the spot, got this exquisite and unparalleled middle-grade spirit sword, immediately recognized the master, and named it "Qingyun Sword". Can't put it down.

Then, he squinted at Ye Feng, triumphant.

Qingyun Daoist did not know that the Qingyun sword he bought with 8,000 spirit stones was actually refined by Ye Feng!

He doesn't even know that he has been tricked!

Although the quality of this spirit sword is very high, the real price is only five or six thousand spirit stones, which is far lower than the transaction price of eight thousand yuan.

in a luxury box.

The young city owner Jiang Xinyu swallowed and gave Ye Feng a thumbs up silently.

"Ye Zhangmen's move to drive up the price has directly increased the transaction price of the mid-grade spirit sword by 40%. It's high, it's really high!"