Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 143 The auction officially begins

Shen Zhiyu walked all the way and bought a lot of things along the way.

After walking around for a long time, I heard a clear and continuous ringing bell. It was the Wanfa Bell whose auction in Wanfa Pavilion was about to start.

Shen Zhiyu raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the ringing, and saw a brightly colored orange flag hanging from the tall roof of Wanfa Pavilion.

The orange flag indicates that the small and medium-sized auction is about to start, and monks who want to bid can enter.

Shen Zhiyu looked at the jade slips that recorded the auctioned items, and saw what he wanted.

The phantom cicada slough is the molted shell of a very special monster phantom cicada, which is an extremely rare material that can be used to refine illusory magic weapons.However, even if it is just a natural cicada slough, it also has the effect of covering up the appearance.

However, this phantom cicada slough is a bidding item in a mid-level auction, and you need [-] middle-grade spirit stones to enter.

And Shen Zhiyu doesn't have so many spirit stones at all now, she thought for a while, and was going to take out a ten thousand year elixir to sell, and then use the sold spirit stones to get Phantom Cicada Slough.

After making the decision, Shen Zhiyu walked towards Wanfa Pavilion.

There was a surge of people in Wanfa Pavilion, and the spacious lobby was full of people, and there was endless noise and voices.

After Shen Zhiyu stepped in, he felt a "buzzing" in his head, which made people feel depressed.

The lobby was filled with water, so Shen Zhiyu pressed the center of his eyebrows helplessly. After looking around, he found the mortgage passage and entered.

It is not without reason that Wanfa Pavilion's business has reached the entire Tianji, and the service inside can be said to be extremely careful and appropriate.

In order to prevent guests from running out of spiritual stones, Wanfa Pavilion thoughtfully prepared a mortgage service. You can mortgage or sell your precious treasures to Wanfa Pavilion, and then exchange them for spiritual stones to buy items.If it is a mortgage, you can take the spirit stone to redeem the mortgaged item in the future.

There were quite a few people queuing up in the passage, but the processing speed was extremely fast, and it wasn't long before it was Shen Zhiyu's turn.

At the end of the passage was an exquisite room. Shen Zhiyu walked in slowly and saw a large wooden table. Behind the wooden table sat a middle-aged monk wearing an exquisite robe. Judging by his aura, he should be an architect. base monks.

He looked up at Shen Zhiyu who came in, and asked, "mortgage or sell?"

Shen Zhiyu took out a jade box from the storage ring and put it on the wooden table, "Sell a ten thousand year macaroni."

Macaroni is an ordinary elixir, but the one in Shen Zhiyu's hand is ten thousand years old, its value has soared, and the market price can sell for about 20 middle-grade spirit stones.

The middle-aged monk gently waved his hand to hold up the jade box, opened it and checked it carefully, then nodded slightly, "The quality of the elixir is high." After a pause, he asked again: "Which way of selling do you want to choose? "

Shen Zhiyu was taken aback, didn't he just sell it to Wanfa Pavilion?

From the long silence, Shen Zhiyu's doubts can be seen. The middle-aged monk explained: "The auction will be held recently, and the things can be auctioned at the final free auction. The spirit stones obtained from the auction only need to be distributed. Just give Wanfa Pavilion [-]%."

at last?That means that if you can't get the spirit stone for a while, if you can't get the spirit stone, you won't be able to qualify for the medium-sized auction.

Shen Zhiyu thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "No need, just sell it directly."

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, "Do you know the rules of Wanfa Pavilion?"

Shen Zhiyu nodded. When Wanfa Pavilion collects things, it usually charges [-]% of the market price.

"Okay." The middle-aged monk nodded, put the macaroni in the cabinet behind him, then took out a purple jade card and entered the number of spirit stones and handed it to Shen Zhiyu.

This purple jade card is the spirit stone card of Wanfa Pavilion. With the card, one can extract spirit stones from Wanfa Pavilion.

After Shen Zhiyu took it, he heard the middle-aged monk ask again: "This fellow Taoist, you can directly enter the auction venue here, do you need to go in?"

Shen Zhiyu shuddered at the thought of the crowds in the lobby outside, and nodded slightly.

"Please." The middle-aged monk raised his hand and made a seal. After a "bang", a bright downward passage slowly appeared on the side of the room, and a faint voice came from it.

Shen Zhiyu followed the passage and entered the passage where various auction venues meet. There are many monks standing and going.

The passages connecting the various auction venues extend in all directions, and the corresponding number is hung in front of the gate of each auction venue.

The basement floor is the venue for small auctions, and Shen Zhiyu directly descends from the stairs in the center to the second basement floor.

The second basement floor is the venue for medium-sized auctions, and Shen Zhiyu followed the number to find Auction No. [-] where the Phantom Cicada Slough was auctioned.

Shen Zhiyu took the purple jade card and shook it at the door to sense the restriction, and then saw the door of the auction house open in response.

Although the medium-sized auction hadn't started yet, there were quite a few people in the auction room. Most of the seats on the site were already taken, and most of them were wearing cloaks like Shen Zhiyu's that shielded them from spiritual detection.

Shen Zhiyu casually sat in the back seat, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and waited for the auction to start.

Gradually, the number of people increased, and in the end the number of people was full, and the door was completely closed, and monks could no longer come in.

After waiting for about time to touch a stick of incense, a foundation-building female nun wearing a long skirt with the Wanfa Pavilion logo and a veil on her face slowly came up on the high platform.

The bored Shen Zhiyu was shocked, and the auction started!

The originally noisy auction room suddenly fell silent, and all the monks all focused their eyes on the female nun who established the foundation on the high platform.

The foundation-building female cultivator didn't exchange too many greetings, and directly made a formula to open the restriction on the high platform. Amidst the rumbling sound, a cold voice resounded throughout the audience, "The auction has officially begun."

In the center of the high platform rose ten square jade platforms, and on the centermost jade platform was placed a spirit sword with a scabbard.

The nun who established the foundation waved her hand, and called the spirit sword into her hand. She raised her hand and pulled out the blade, and suddenly, a cold sword light like the silver light sprinkled by the moon swayed out.

"This sword is called Yuehua Sword. It is made of moon essence stone. It is a low-level magic weapon. It is from the hands of a refiner of the Xuanji Sword Sect. The starting price is [-] middle-grade spirit stones. A thousand medium-grade spirit stone."

After the price came out, there was a slight silence in the auction room, but soon, someone shouted, "Twenty-one thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

The starting price is a bit expensive, but generally the spiritual sword artifacts from the Xuanji Sword Sect's refiners are high-quality goods, and will be snatched up by other monks. After all, there are many sword cultivators in the Xuanji Sword Sect, and refining spirit swords can be said to be handy.

However, Shen Zhiyu is not interested in the Yuehua Sword. She looked at the radiant pale golden cicadas on the other side of the high platform, and sighed in her heart. She didn't know if the spirit stones she exchanged with macaroni were enough. .

(End of this chapter)