Chapter 417: Yi Bao

Lin Xin continued to sit on the seat and watched other people trade.

At this time, some monks who were waiting for the transaction or the completion of the transaction had already started to mess with the male or female slaves around them.

Some people even directly pulled the slave girl to sit on him, shaking her up and down, making it up in public.

Even if the monks didn't move, these slaves still looked miserable, squeezed out smiles, and took the initiative to send themselves to each other's mouths, and kept seducing them in seductive poses.

All the slaves were like this, but Bai Zi beside Lin Xin trembled all over and remained motionless.

"En?" The silver-robed man suddenly turned his gaze to this side, obviously dissatisfied with Bai Zi's abnormal behavior here.

All the slaves here were engraved with painstaking effort, unable to resist any instructions from the organizer.

So the one who made such a gesture at this time was obviously an order from the organizer of the jadeite black market.

Before Bai Zi takes any action at this time, he will immediately reveal that he is not actually controlled by the engraving of painstaking efforts, revealing that he is an infiltrating identity of an outside invader, and will be surrounded by cycle powerhouses at that time, unless she is a Yuanjing powerhouse Otherwise, if they don't get skinned and cramped, and killed in public, then the emerald black market won't stand for so many years without falling down.

Lin Xin was amused and glanced at Baizi.

This girl is only seventeen or eighteen years old, her face is still immature, her body is fair, her waist is only tightly grasped, her breasts are raised with two shell-shaped white cloths, her slender and round legs are tightly closed, but the middle can still be seen. Vaguely through the cloth, I can see a little bit of the edge of the scenery.

Bai Zi walked forward tremblingly, straddled Lin Xin's lap at once, imitating the posture of other slaves, twisting his buttocks lightly, and moaning like begging for love.

"Please... please have mercy on the master..."

She lowered her head, the shame and resentment in her heart was unparalleled. If it weren't for....she couldn't help but explode, even if she died, she wouldn't let others tarnish herself. But at this time...

She had already made up her mind, if Lin Xinzhen did that kind of thing to him, she would fight this guy today! If you save someone, you will perish together!

Lin Xin could clearly see the fear, fear, and resentment rising from her body. and other inexplicable emotions.

His cultivation level of Yuan Dou Mogong is not high, even he can see it, not to mention other top demon cultivators. At this time, several people's eyes fell on this side, obviously they also discovered Baizi's abnormality.

"It's such a boring trick." Lin Xin let Bai Zi writhe jerkyly on his lap.

But I continue to watch other people report the exchange items I hold.

Soon, one thing successfully aroused his interest.

"The item given by the old man is a Silkworm Bright Moon Sword, which is a lower-level magic weapon of the fifth rank. The ancient thing five thousand years ago, swung at will, can give birth to countless silk cocoons. If the strength is enough to control this sword, it can breed the ultimate moon. Silkworm clone. Lasts for twelve hours."

This thing was given by none other than the Flying Corpse King.

He had already traded once before, and now he took out another magic weapon to trade.

It turned out to be a fifth-grade magic weapon!

Fifth grade, that is the level range of Yuanjing Patriarch. As soon as this object came out, all eyes immediately gathered.

"This old man wants it!" A monk shook his hand and played out the magic weapon.

"The one with the highest price wins!" Others did their part. There were bids.

"This sword is a famous demon sword in the legend. The moon silkworm clone, tsk tsk, a top clone that is equivalent to 100% of its own strength, even if it can only last for a day, it is an extremely terrifying ability."

"It is worthy of being a fifth-rank magic weapon. Such abilities are indeed against the sky."

Some monks observed calmly and did not intend to make a move. This fifth-grade magic weapon is not the painstaking magic weapon sacrificed by the ancestors of Yuanjing themselves, but forged by the founding master formation talisman.

The power is more than stronger than the magic weapon sacrificed by monk Yuanjing. It can already be regarded as a magic soldier.

And Yuan Qiuque's life-and-death sword, the rumored evil sword of misfortune, is the top magic weapon among the magic weapons. Its grade is estimated to have reached the legendary seventh grade! Explain the state of law and reason.

Although this sword has attracted a lot of attention, there are still a few sane monks who have not made any plans for this demon sword.

The fire god boy is one, and so is the beautiful woman Situ Rong'er.

"The demon sword is something that not everyone can control. If the Flying Corpse King can use it himself, why would he trade it for auction? Wouldn't it be better to keep this kind of heaven-defying magic weapon for himself as a trump card?"

An unknown monk said coldly.

Some of the monks were quite moved, and some rational masters nodded secretly.

The Flying Corpse King snorted coldly.

"This deity is not good at swordsmanship. I can't use this sword to spawn a sword-like avatar. Naturally, I have to exchange it."

His statement is also reasonable.

The Flying Corpse King continued. "What needs to be exchanged is the illusory heart demon, the more the better! If it is black chalcedony, enough is fine."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

The silver-robed man said in a regretful tone. "It's a pity..... The Phantom Heart Demon has been extinct for hundreds of years. If you want to exchange such a large amount of black chalcedony, it may not be enough."

Everyone knows what he said is true.

Both of these things are not available to everyone.

The Flying Corpse King also smiled, retracted the demon sword, and stopped talking.

Lin Xin's eyes fell on him, but he was a little moved by this monster sword. He had been trying to assemble a set of his own sword formation, but unfortunately, there were too few good-quality sword blades, even It is a safflower sword, and its material is not enough, so it cannot be used as the main body of the sword array at all.

Now seeing that the silkworm understands the Moon Sword, he is really moved. If this can be used as the main body of the sword formation, I am afraid that the sword formation can be expected in the future.

There are dozens of sets of sword formations in his memory, all of which were specially learned for this purpose, but he has never had a chance to use them.

Looking at the Feitian Corpse King again, Lin Xin had already decided the death penalty in his heart, and he would kill him when he went out in a while, and snatched the magic weapon.

The so-called ordinary man is innocent, but he is guilty if he is pregnant. If you want to blame, you can blame him for revealing the treasure.

Afterwards, the respective cultivators spoke out for the second time, stating their needs and the next-level items that could be traded.

Lin Xin also revealed the remaining materials needed to recast the Red Flower Sword. Unexpectedly, most of them were gathered at once, and there was only one piece of green jade Songzi left.

Until the end of the transaction, the Vulcan boy came towards Lin Xin via sound transmission.

"As for Qingcui Bisongzi, I do have a little stock in the Fire God Palace. But I need to go to a distant place, and it may take half a year to go back and forth. If you are not in a hurry, you can trade with me."

Lin Xin pondered for a while.

"Okay, then thank you, friend Vulcan."

"It's just what you need. I hope fellow daoists can get more Huosian Pills. The higher the grade, the better." The Vulcan boy said seriously.

"This is no problem. But prepare the materials yourself." Lin Xin is also an alchemist himself, because he has the foundation of the disciple of the formation talisman, plus the attribute power can guarantee the success rate as long as he succeeds once, so he is also a master of alchemy .

As long as the formation Tao can reach what level, his alchemy and rune Tao, formation Tao. You can easily level up.

After all, the foundation of everything is the Dao of Array Talismans.

The Fire Sickle Pill was a part of his previous practice, but he didn't expect to be spotted by the Vulcan boy, and he found hope to exchange it from a pile of pots of pills he put out.

The Vulcan Boy was also taken aback, understood the meaning, and was overjoyed immediately.

The two made an appointment to contact each other. Approximate time frame before proceeding to watch other monks trade.

At this time, the trade fair is coming to an end.

The silver-robed man clapped his hands again. "Everyone, next is the routine auction of servants. The highest bidder wins. You don't have to worry about engraving the contract, everything is done. As long as you get it, you can let the master enjoy himself, even if you let him die. There will be no hesitation."

He paused.

"Of course, the cultivation base is also the same as those in front of the outside. It's incomparable."

Soon the crystal pillar slowly lit up, and in the white light, a middle-aged man with chains and shackles all over his body walked out.

It can be seen that this man must have been a very refined person before, with a calm complexion and a gentle temperament. But at this time, the shoulders, knees, and elbows were all bloody and bloody, and the rest of the place was cleaned up. He was wearing a white short shirt with a calm expression, as if he was not a slave who was brought up to be sold, but the same The strong monks who came to participate in the transaction.

"Jin Shangwu, a fourth-rank senior monk in the Beifu, whose peak strength is undefeated against three masters of the same level. It would be great to buy as bodyguards for the younger generations."

At this point, Lin Xin was really shocked by the big money in the jadeite black market.

"Even the fourth-rank superior Jindan late-stage masters can be captured as slaves, the power behind this..." He became more and more afraid of the jade black market.

At the same time, Bai Zi, who had been sitting straddling his lap, couldn't help but tremble when he saw the middle-aged man appear.

A pair of crescent moon-like eyes suddenly filled with fine mist.

"It seems that her goal is for this person." Lin Xin also understood a little at this time.

"The starting price is 10,000 Lingyu. Please go ahead," the silver-robed man said calmly.

"Twenty thousand, I want it."

Situ Rong'er was the first to speak out.

"Thirty thousand. Why don't City Lord Situ give me face?" a mysterious black-robed monk said.

"This person happened to be my third son's bodyguard, Huanling King. If you want me to give in, it depends on how determined you are." Situ Rong'er said with a half-smile.

"Forty thousand." The Huanling King's voice turned cold, and he continued.

"Forty-five thousand."

"fifty thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

In an instant, the price has been rising all the way, and a servant of a late-stage Jindan monk can control his absolute life and death. And the most rare thing is that the engraving of the emerald black market will not hinder the improvement of his cultivation base, that is to say, this person is likely to enter the Taoist level in the future, and then he will really make a lot of money.

The price rose terrifyingly, and within a moment, there were only three people left bidding.

Situ Rong'er, King Huanling, and another unknown nun.

The price also directly went up to 100,000.

With this level of horror, even some top-ranked magic weapons of the fourth rank would not be able to reach this level of price.

Lin Xin's attention was not on the price, but on the white pieces on his body.

There are traces of weak but extremely cold aura in Baizi's body, which have been accumulating from the beginning, and by this time, it has become more and more obvious.

Apparently something is about to happen. . .. (to be continued ~^~)