Chapter 689: Take a break

After Leng Yuyue shouted the price, the crowd was quiet for a while.
For the first time, there was a magic weapon to offer, and it was a special auxiliary magic weapon. This kind of magic weapon has no rank. It is very rare for the cultivator to use it regardless of the level of realm. Other cultivators want to see if Huabaoxuan will feel it. Interest, and what price will be offered.
Hua Lin glanced around, then saluted Leng Yuyue, showing a lot of apologies, "Senior, sorry, Hua Baoxuan doesn't have much interest in the Ju Yuan Lingzhu. If it must be evaluated, it can only be counted as three hundred. Yuanshi."
"Three hundred yuan stone?"
Leng Yuyue's face was stunned, and soon her brows were erected, and she stared at Hua Lin in disregard of the image, and said sharply, "This is the Juyuan Lingzhu, and it is top-grade. Do you know what Huabaoxuan knows?"
Hua Lin didn’t change his face, and only shook his head,
I’m really sorry, it’s not that the predecessor’s fault, but Hua Baoxuan is not interested. The three hundred yuan stone does not represent its price, but the predecessors must use it to bid for the price. , (None) (wrong) (novel) 3.qu can only do this."
"Humph!"
Leng Yuyue turned her head and walked straight into the elegant hall, banging, the door closed behind her.
People who think they are worth a few thousand yuan stone are said to be hundreds, so they are naturally too angry.
The wrath of the cultivating monk, just like coercion, spread quickly in the hall like a gust of wind, and everyone couldn't help quieting down, and all the horses screamed.
In the silence, Hua Lin settled down, quietly wiped off his sweat, and continued, "Everyone, the highest price is now 4,300 yuan. You can continue to bid."
When the Juyuan Lingzhu called out, Hua Lin looked in Zhou Shu's direction. He saw Zhou Shu pinch his nose, and immediately gave Zhou Shu's answer. Zhou Shu was not interested, so he would have this Reply.
Zhou Shu dressed in Wushuangcheng's costume was a bit conspicuous in the crowd, but the people who were paying attention to the auction would not care about his subtle movements.
Don’t gather the elementary spirit orbs. Zhou Shu has his consideration. Although the auxiliary effect of the elementary spirit orbs is very good, placing them on the side of the spiritual veins is equivalent to raising the level of the spiritual veins, but it will take too long to meet his requirements. Demand, what he needs is the opportunity to quickly improve his cultivation and reach the Nascent Infant realm as soon as possible, instead of meditating in one place for decades. What's more, the effect of the Gathering Spirit Orb can be completely replaced by the Primal Stone, and he does not lack the Yuan stone.
"Five thousand yuan stone, plus a ray of bipolar spiritual fire."
The deep voice came from an old man with a purple complexion, three strands of long beard hanging down to his chest, a majestic and square face, sharp eyes, and a seven-point domineering look, which made people feel a little bit of fear.
"The Supreme Elder of Dayi Sect, close your ears."
The cognizant monk turned his head and whispered, "But this bipolar spirit fire is the background, it seems that I have never heard of it?"
"I haven't heard of it. It's a different fire, right? There are many words in Wurong Novel Network"
"Rank Six Different Fire."
Naturally, some monks quickly explained, "Bipolar fire is a special kind of extreme hot and cold fire. It is a fifth-tier, produced in the open secret fire cloud cave in the Daqin Mountains. The bipolar fire is very good. But if luck is good to a certain extent, it is possible to get a better bipolar spiritual fire in it."
"Compared to the bipolar fire, the sixth-order bipolar spiritual fire is more rare, and it is considered to be quite outstanding among all the different fires. In a place like Dongshengzhou where there is no abnormal fire, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the top three, but This kind of supernatural fire is full of spirituality, similar to the silver dragon's supernatural fire. It has the ability to recognize the master. It is extremely difficult for ordinary monks to absorb. It does too much damage to the Nascent Soul. A little carelessness is the result of the death of the body... Those who are on fire are all great monks who cross the tribulation realm."
"Even though Guan Er got the bipolar spirit fire, he didn't dare to absorb it and kept it forever. Now it's a choice to trade it out."
A monk sighed, "When the double pole spirit fire comes out, the price will rise."
The sixth-order fire is not much less rare than the Heavenly Tribulation Bone. Everyone's eyes are on Hua Lin, and what kind of valuation Hua Baoxuan will have.
Hua Lin thought for a moment, as if thinking about it for a while, but still shook his head apologetically, "Sorry, Senior Guan, Hua Baoxuan is not interested in the bipolar fire. If he must join the auction, he can only estimate the price of three hundred. Yuanshi."
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"Sixth-order different fire three hundred yuan stone, is it a mistake?"
"It's more than ten times."
The repairmen in the hall were surprised.
Guan Er's face became more purple, as if blood was about to overflow, and he stroked his beard for a long time, "Funny! Don't you really understand Hua Baoxuan?"
He was really angry, and in his words, the coercion unconsciously took it out.
Feeling the anger of the cultivator, Hua Lin was shocked and almost fell. It took a long time to calm his mind. He took a long breath and said as calmly as possible, "Senior, all assessments are based on whether you are interested. As a prerequisite, if you are not interested, you will naturally not be able to quote a high price. On the contrary, if you are interested, it is the fifth-order magic pill, which can also estimate several thousand yuan."
Although fluent in speech, his figure is still a little trembling.
Being stunned by the cultivator of the gods continuously was a great test for his spirit, and he couldn't hold on to it. It's no wonder that this auction lasted for too long, and he was consuming it all the time, just like practicing cultivation, and he couldn't afford it.
Immediately someone asked, "So, as long as you can come up with a few things that interest Huabaoxuan, the true value comes next?"
Hua Lin nodded ~EbookFREE.me~ It can be said, but the value cannot be too low, at least it should be a treasure measured by Yuanshi. "
"Oh."
There was a monk who seemed to be thinking, contemplating his eyebrows.
Hua Lin looked at Guan Er and hesitated, "Senior, your offer..."
"No report, I take it back!"
Guan Er snorted and turned back to the elegant hall.
Hua Lin's figure trembled again, and nodded with a wry smile, "Then it is still four thousand three hundred yuan stone, you can continue to bid."
His wry smile was sent to Zhou Shu, and it immediately drew the anger of the two transformation cultivators. The spirits couldn't stand it, and it was really helpless.
As soon as the bidding price of Bipolar Spirit Fire came out, he saw Zhou Shu shrugging his shoulders. As agreed before, it was still a sign of disinterest. He could only bite the bullet and continue to give an estimate of three hundred yuan stone. In fact, as long as Zhou Shu is not interested, even if it is an eighth-tier ninth-tier treasure, it is still a three-hundred yuan stone.
Of course, Zhou Shu would not want the bipolar spirit fire. For him, he did not have the skill to control the silver scorpion fire, and it was impossible to absorb other strange fires. Moreover, the bipolar spirit fire was too dangerous, even the seventh-grade gold core Can't bear it.
"Lord Hua Xuan, I see your complexion a little bit bad. Speaking of it, the auction has been going on for four hours. It's better to have a rest. We also have to consider how to buy this day's bones."
A monk saw Hua Lin's discomfort and said slowly.
Hua Lin nodded gratefully, "Thank you seniors for their concern. The younger generations do not have enough cultivation skills. They really need a rest. Then the auction will be temporarily suspended for half an hour. You should rest for a while and continue after half an hour."
He arched his hands and walked quickly to the back hall. (To be continued.)
Chapter 689
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