Chapter 37

As time went by, more and more martial artists came to Tianyuan city. In addition to the leader of Daqing City, there were two giants in the past two days, the leader of blood hand sect and the leader of xuanmo valley. They were all great experts of innate level. There were famous sects around here.

They came here for their outstanding disciples. They originally wanted to ask for congenital pills from the city Lord's house. Now they all target congenital pills from Tianyin auction house.

On the morning of the auction of congenital Dan, ye Xiwen got up early and went out to Tianyin auction house. Compared with the time when ye Xiwen arrived a few days ago, this time is definitely a sea of people.

Moreover, the vast majority of them are martial arts, and there are some armed forces. It is not uncommon for them to fight when they disagree with each other. Those who make trouble are directly thrown out by the guards of Tianyin auction house and are prohibited from entering.

However, for ye Xiwen, who has advanced skills such as "immortal step", it is not a problem. Like a swimming fish, he easily shuttled into the auction house. As last time, after paying the spirit stone, ye Xiwen received his seat card.

Ye Xiwen had just entered the passage. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a group of people striding towards the VIP passage not far away. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed in Chinese robes, but his breath seemed a little bloody. It seemed that he could smell the smell of blood from a distance. His big hands were red and scarlet.

Behind him was a young man in blood. His face was very pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, but his flashing eyes were somewhat cold. Like the middle-aged man, his hands were red.

"Hide away, everyone. There are people from the bloody hand sect. It's an yuan's own team, the leader of the bloody hand sect!"

"Tut Tut, it seems that there are only a few of them competing for the congenital pill this time. Is the one behind Anyuan his proud disciple an Yunpeng? Anyuan came in person this time to buy the congenital pill for an Yunpeng!"

"Yes, he is. His hands are red. His blood hand skill must be quite hot. It is said that this kind of martial arts needs to be practiced with the blood of living people. I don't know how many people have been killed by him!"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Do you want to die? Those are unreasonable evil Taoists!"

Whispered among the crowd.

"The valley master of xuanmo Valley passed by just now. Tut Tut, you look great!"

"No, this time these forces are competing for congenital Dan!"

Ye Xiwen didn't wait long, so he found his seat and began to close his eyes and wait for the beginning of the auction.

There was a lot of noise in the auction. After another half an hour, it finally began.

"Welcome to this auction of our auction house!" The candidate for this auction is the old man last time. "I know why you came. I won't talk nonsense this time. Let's start our auction right away!"

Almost the same as the last time. This time, the old man in white robe still didn't have any nonsense. He started with a very concise style.

Compared with the last time, the quality of the auction items has obviously improved.

"This sword, named bixue, is made of Millennium cold iron. It is an outstanding work made by a master invited by our auction house. It cuts iron like mud and the reserve price is 2000 pieces of inferior spirit stone!" There was a platinum tray in front of the old man. On the tray, a blue sword lay quietly on it. There was a faint cold around the sword body, which condensed the surrounding air into white air. It was obviously a magic weapon.

Compared with the previous auctions, the quality has been significantly improved, but ye Xiwen is not very interested. He uses a knife. There is a great difference between a knife and a sword. No matter how good a sword is, it is useless.

However, ye Xiwen is not interested, but many people are very interested, and the financial resources of the martial artists who come this time are much stronger than before.

"Two thousand three hundred dollars!"

"Two thousand five hundred dollars!"

"Three thousand!"

。。。。

After bidding for two minutes, the sword was bought at the price of 4500 inferior spirit stones.

The degree of money surprised Ye Xiwen.

Sure enough, Tianyin auction house took out some good weapons or precious materials again and again, but they didn't make ye Xiwen excited. Ye Xiwen didn't have any place to use, so he didn't participate in the competition. Of course, the most important thing is that the prices of things this time are more expensive than each other, but it's not that ye Xiwen can't afford anything, I just didn't see the extent to which ye Xiwen felt he had to buy.

Gradually, even some people in the VIP box began to compete and ask for prices. Compared with those below, the people in the VIP box are undoubtedly much more atmospheric.

But then the same auction items quickly attracted Ye Xiwen's attention.

"The next thing we want to auction is an inner armor. This inner armor is made of golden cicada silk by famous experts. It is difficult for knives and guns to enter. With this inner armor, I believe your personal safety will be greatly guaranteed!" The white robed old man smiled and said.

Then he opened the red canvas and saw a snow-white inner armor lying on it quietly.

"Our low price for this inner armour is 4000!" The white robed old man said that defensive things are always much more valuable than weapons.

Ordinary magic weapons can't be sold so expensive, but it's still an inner armor. With an inner armor, it's definitely the same as an extra life.

"Five thousand five hundred dollars!" Ye Xiwen took the lead in shouting that he was also very greedy for the inner armor. Although he knew that most of them could not fall into his own hands, after all, his financial resources were limited, but he still had to try.

"Eight thousand!" As soon as ye Xiwen's voice fell, a somewhat arrogant young man's voice immediately shouted, as arrogant as ever, adding 2500 yuan in one breath.

Ye Xiwen frowned and added in such a mess. The only real joy would be the Tianyin auction house. Ye Xiwen looked at the old man in white robe in the center of the auction house. Sure enough, the old man in white robe narrowed his eyes with laughter.

Ye Xiwen heard it. Isn't this the voice of Zhao Qiyan, the little city Lord of Daqing city?

"Nine thousand dollars!" Another person in the VIP box said, look, the position is the position of the people in xuanmo valley.

"Ten thousand dollars!" Zhao Qiyan said again with a triumphant tone.

"Twelve thousand!" The young master of xuanmo Valley in the box was also arrogant.

"Fifteen thousand!" Zhao Qiyan spoke again. He didn't care about money at all, and finally let the young master of xuanmo Valley give way.

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