Chapter 1840: Psychic magic

Chapter 1840 Psychic Magic
The auction was held. After a fierce competition, the blue skirt woman of Zhen Lei Tang spent 3 million capsules to get this "Tian Lei Long Hu Jing".
Next, at the auction, some elixir, falcons, magic weapons and other items were displayed one after another.
The transaction price of each treasure is around millions of Ningyuandan!
Major forces, many monks have also shot.
But the major forces are obviously converging, waiting for the last treasure, the treasure!
Just then, another item was put up.
The object looked dull, like a broken lens falling from an ancient bronze mirror.
Su Zimo originally didn't feel much about this lens.
But when this lens was put up, in his knowledge of the sea, there was a slight change in the bronze Fang Ding!
"Ok?"
Su Zimo squinted slightly.
Before, when the broken sword was found in the storage bag commanded by the evil wolf army, the bronze Fang Ding had this kind of change.
Later, the bronze Fang Ding smelted the broken sword directly!
Immediately afterwards, the dragon on the outer wall of the bronze Fang Ding awakened and taught him an extremely powerful stature.
Repairing the bronze Fang Ding obviously requires some magic weapons.
However, some of Xuan's magical tools collected by Su Zimo, no matter what grade, were put in the bronze Fang Ding, there would be no response.
He never knew what type of magic weapon and weapon Fang Ding needed.
"what is this?"
"This is just a fragment. What's so strange about it?"
The monk was already curious and asked loudly.
The tulle woman smiled and said, "You are calm and restless, answer me a question first. You all know, what is the realm above the heavens?"
In the crowd, it suddenly calmed down.
Many monks looked at each other with confusion.
All they know is Xuanxian, Dixian and Tianxian.
Not to mention it is above the Heavenly Immortals, they have not even seen the Earthly Immortals.
"I heard it's true fairy?"
Not long after, a voice sounded in the crowd, but it was a tentative statement from the master of Xuanguangmen.
"Good!"
The tulle woman nodded slightly and said, "On the heavens, there is the true immortal! You know, what grade magic weapon does the true immortal use?"
Everyone shook their heads and whispered.
There was a flash of light in the mind of Master Xuanguang Men, and he said, "As we all know, Xuanxian uses Xuanxian magic, Dixian uses Xuanxian magic, Tianxian uses Xianxian magic, and so on. The true fairy should use True magic! "
"Ah……"
There was a chuckle of laughter on the high seat.
"Really ignorant."
Liu Tongling and others looked at Master Xuanguangmen's eyes as if looking at an idiot, with a disdainful look.
In front of everyone's eyes, being mocked in this way, the master of Xuanguangmen's face turned red, only to lose his face.
But the other party was the leader of Longyuan City, and he didn't dare to be angry. He could only hang his head down, bit his teeth slightly, and his heart was upset.
The woman in sheer tulle said: "The weapon used by the true immortal is called psychic magic weapon, also called spiritual treasure!"
Psychic magic!
Su Zimo's heart moved.
He suddenly remembered that, on the continent of the sky, Butterfly Moon had fought against many powerful men in the upper world, and once there was an ancient bell.
Butterfly Yue once scolded, this person really dare not come, just came with a psychic magic weapon to test!
In this way, the person who shot should be a true fairy strong!
The woman in tulle continued: "The so-called psychic magic weapon means that within the magic weapon, spirituality and consciousness arise!"
"This magic weapon is so powerful that it has many unexpected mysteries! And this lens is the Lingbao fragment!"
The other magic weapons are just weapons, just dead objects.
But the psychic magic weapon is a living creature with life!
Su Zimo's eyes lighted up and he suddenly came to his senses.
Bronze Fang Ding should be a psychic magic weapon!
Because, under the control of Su Zimo, this respected prince can smelt weapons on his own to repair himself!
This is not a spirituality!
This is not the legendary psychic!
At the same time, Su Zimo also vaguely speculated on one thing.
If you want to repair the bronze Fang Ding, you must have at least the psychic magic weapon!
At that time, in the process of ascension, the strong who shot and killed him was obviously stronger than Zhenxian, but the fairy king in the mouth of the mysterious woman!
Bronze Fang Ding was able to repair one side of the Ding Wall by devouring and smelting a weapon of the Immortal King.
With Su Zimo's current strength, he had no chance to contact the immortal weapon, and he was connected with the magic weapon. He had only got a fragment.
There is still a long way to go to completely repair the bronze Fang Ding.
"Even the Lingbao fragment is completely useless and useless."
"What can this fragment do?"
"It's definitely useless, if the real treasure, where can we get it, the immortals in the city have long left."
After the tulle woman had finished speaking, the crowd below also talked.
The tulle woman smiled slightly: "Anyway, this is also a fragment of a psychic magic weapon. There is nothing mysterious about it, and it can only be left to those who bought him to explore."
"How much does this thing cost?"
Someone asked.
"The starting price of this Lingbao fragment is one million tablets of Ningyuan Dan, and the increase is not less than 10,000." Said the woman in tulle.
Everyone shook their heads.
No one wants to spend a million tablets of Ningyuandan and buy back a piece that is useless.
After the tulle woman finished speaking, no one started to shoot.
"I have a million."
Just then, a voice came from the crowd.
The crowd looked around, even the blue shirt monk who wanted to fight with Ding Yu!
Xu Wan also looked at Su Zimo with surprise.
She did not expect that Su Zimo was silent for a night, and she even shot to buy such a seemingly useless piece of Lingbao.
This piece of Lingbao may be useless in the hands of others, but it is of great use to Su Zimo!
"This man is really big-hearted and is going to die. He is still participating in the auction."
"Yeah, he didn't want to think about how to survive for a while."
Many monks shook their heads and laughed.
"This Taoist is bidding a million, is anyone still higher?"
The sheer woman looked around and asked loudly.
"1.01 million!"
At this moment, Ding Yu opened her mouth, looked at Su Zimo with a smile, raised her head slightly, her eyes full of provocation and teasing.
He didn't want any Lingbao fragments.
Now speaking, it is intentionally raising the price!
He didn't add more, just 10,000.
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Three million."
Wow!
There was a stir in the crowd.
No one expected that this seemingly inconspicuous monk in blue shirt could come up with three million tablets of Ning Yuandan!
You know, this person is just a fifth-order Xuanxian.
A fifth-order Xuanxian, where is there so much Ning Yuandan!
(End of this chapter)