Reborn Saint System

Chapter 58 Panlong Sword (thanks for the reward)

Seeing that people from Dihongzong and Roushui Pavilion had joined in, Qu Xiugu smiled slightly, did not raise the price, and withdrew from the competition early.

"58."

Someone made a bid, and Di Hongzong's voice sank slightly, as if he was a little displeased, but facing Roushui Pavilion, which was no less powerful than himself, he had no choice but to increase the price.

"65." The woman continued to raise the price, her voice still flat.

After a long silence, the person from Di Hongzong did not increase the price. The other party raised the price so sharply, it was obviously determined to win, and it was meaningless to continue to fight.

Qian Rumeng immediately announced that the Beast Pill was owned by Roushui Pavilion.

"65, much higher than I expected, these people are really willing." Han Feng had a smile on his face, 65 taels, the money for the purchase of Jiang Yunzhi just now has come back, even half more .

After the Beast Blood Pill was auctioned, the next few auction items did not cause any climax, but Han Feng did take a few more herbs, all of which were needed for refining the Congealing Pill.

"The Longevity Pill has been refined, there are seven in total."

The prompt sound of the system lifted Han Feng's spirits, and he took out three longevity pills, and swallowed them without hesitation.

"20 years of life, boy, your life should be saved." Hong Lao's voice sounded, and there was a trace of rejoicing. Of these three pills, the first one added ten years to Han Feng's life, and the second one increased Han Feng's lifespan. Seven years, the third three years.

"Yeah." Han Feng nodded. Like Wanshou Dan, which is a life-defying pill, each person can only take three pills at most, and taking more will not work. If you want to increase your lifespan, you can take other medicines of the same kind. The potion of effect.

However, with this 20-year lifespan foundation, as long as Han Feng's strength improves, his lifespan will also increase accordingly, and there should be no worries about longevity.

At this moment, Han Feng's gray hair has turned black again, and the fine lines on his skin have completely disappeared. He has completely restored his 16-year-old face, and not only that, but his strength as an acquired eighth-level cultivator has also completely disappeared. back to normal.

"Boy, when you were promoted to the eighth level, because it was too dangerous at that time, I didn't give you the rewards from the system. I will give it to you now." After Hong's old words fell, the system notification sounded.

"When the strength is raised to the eighth level of the day after tomorrow, the system rewards the middle-grade mysterious martial art "Epiphyllum Sword Art", two berserk pills, and an invisibility talisman."

After the notification sound ended, Han Feng felt that there were more contents in his mind out of thin air, all about "Epiphyllum Sword Art".

Epiphyllum Sword Jue, when the sword comes out, it is like a flash in the pan, fleeting in an instant, and it pays attention to killing with one blow.

Berserk Pill, which increases one level of strength, lasts for one hour, and will be weak for 10 minutes after that, has saved Han Feng's life several times.For example, at Xuanyue Gate this time, if it hadn't been for the Violent Pill to increase its strength by one level first, Han Feng would not be able to reach the peak of Jindan even if he consumed all his lifespan, so Han Feng liked this Violent Pill very much.

The invisibility talisman, which hides the figure, lasts for 10 minutes, and it is also a talisman that has played a huge role in the past.

"The rewards from the system are really timely."

After the previous few battles, Han Feng also realized that his attack method was too simple. Apart from the basic boxing technique, he only had the Lightning Sword Technique. Now that he has the Epiphyllum Sword Art, his combat effectiveness will be greatly improved. .

Turn your attention to the auction house.

"The next item to be auctioned must be the one that everyone has been waiting for for a long time, the Panlong Sword, a top-grade mortal weapon."

Thousands of words fell like a dream, and immediately there was a person holding a long sword with a sheath. The scabbard was simple and vicissitudes, and a black dragon pattern was engraved on it. Da Zhang, the long sword seemed to be swallowed by him.

"In order for everyone to see the true face of the sword, I will take the sword out of its sheath, everyone should look carefully."

As Qian Rumeng said, he took the sword out of its sheath casually.

"Chong."

When the long sword was unsheathed, it seemed to have the sound of a dragon chant, which surprised everyone. Looking around, the sword body was like copper, it was not as bright as ordinary long swords, but a simple copper yellow color, and the sword body was the same as the sword. The scabbard is average, with faint dragon patterns, but it is not as obvious as the scabbard.

"Good sword."

Han Feng secretly praised, this Panlong sword really lived up to the name of Panlong, the dragon pattern engraved on the sword made him very fond of it when he saw it, this sword, he was determined to get it.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Qian Rumeng said with a smile: "Everyone has seen the appearance of this dragon sword clearly. The next auction will start. The starting price is one hundred... low-grade spirit stones."

"hiss!"

Thousands of words fell like a dream, and there was a gasp in the audience. One hundred low-grade Lingshi is equivalent to 100 million taels of silver. This starting price alone has broken the highest auction price today.

Seeing the crowd's reaction, Qian Rumeng didn't change her smile. She knew that the people who really paid the price were all in the VIP room, and most of the people in this scene were just watching the fun.

"110 spirit stones."

Someone in the field spoke up, everyone wants a magical weapon, even if they can't get it in the end, they still have to try.

"120 spirit stones."

……

"Two hundred spirit stones."

The crowd was eager to try it. Although the high starting price made many people gasp, no one would think that the reserve price was high, and the value of a top-grade mortal weapon was incalculable.

There were voices of bidding one after another, and in just a short moment, someone offered a price of two hundred spirit stones, which was terrifying, and the price was still rising.

"Three hundred spirit stones." The faint voice was the same as before, and there was a sudden silence, three hundred, someone jumped directly from two hundred to three hundred, and the person who made the price was Jiang Baiyi.

"310 spirit stones." The auction hall was silent for a moment, and then a very serious voice sounded, it was Qu Xiugu.

"320." A clear female voice, it was the woman from Roushui Pavilion who took away the Beast Pill.

"330." The man from Di Hongzong also spoke.

The auction hall was extremely quiet, and everyone knew very well that at this moment, the competition for the dragon sword really started, and it was just a small fight before.

When Han Feng heard the bids made by these people, he couldn't help feeling that this was the background and wealth of the great power.

When he killed Chen Botao, he took his storage ring, but there were only less than [-] low-grade spirit stones in it, and a few talismans, other than that, some gold and silver And some sundries, but the storage ring itself, which has nearly a dozen cubic meters, is worth a little, and was used by Han Feng himself.

But these people called out the price of more than 300 spirit stones very easily and casually, and this was just the beginning, and it was not known what kind of high price they would get in the end.

One must know that Chen Botao is also a Golden Core cultivator and the leader of the family; and these talents have innate strength, and they are only the younger disciples of various strengths and families.

The richest man in a small county may not be as rich as an ordinary cultivator in a big city. This is the geographical gap.As for Han Feng, if he hadn't obtained the wealth of the ground lizard dragon by accident, he could only look up to the price.

This can't help but make Han Feng feel that his own knowledge is still too little, which made him want to venture into this world. He has heard that this world is extremely vast. If he came here once, he would not even leave the Changlan Kingdom. It would be a pity to go out.

"Five hundred spirit stones." This was Jiang Baiyi's voice.

In a short moment of Han Feng's bewilderment, the price of the Panlong Sword has soared to the terrifying sky-high price of [-] spirit stones. Now, the few people who originally competed for the price have become more cautious in their bids.

"510 spirit stones." The girl from Roushui Pavilion raised the price first.

"520 spirit stones." The people of Di Hongzong followed closely.

"I give up." Qu Xiugu's earnest and serious voice sounded faintly.

The crowd was stunned, Qu Xiugu actually gave up!
Three of Changlan's ten sons used swords, and Jiang Baiyi and Qu Xiugu were two of them. Now, Qu Xiugu actually gave up.

Han Feng smiled slightly, this song Xiugu is really smart.

The price has reached the current level, which is enough to prove that these people really want the Panlong Sword, but Qu Xiugu withdrew at this time, and what's even better, he announced it in public, which is equivalent to his Tell the other three people, I want this sword too, but I will give it to you.

In this way, not only will no one be offended, but it is also equivalent to selling a favor to three people. After all, one less person bids, and the price will be lower.

"550 spirit stones." Jiang Baiyi gritted his teeth and raised the price again. He ranked last among the top ten young masters. If he had the Coiling Dragon Sword, his ranking might rise by one or two.

"Haha, since the young master in white wants it so much, then I reluctantly give up." The man Di Hongzong said, just looking at the laughing face, he didn't seem to be in pain, but it was more of a deliberate disturbance to raise the price.

Jiang Baiyi's face was gloomy, but facing Di Hongzong, he couldn't say anything.

"In this case, I also give up." The woman in Roushui Pavilion said softly. She saw that Jiang Baiyi was determined to win, and if she continued to fight, she would just make a wedding dress for the auction house.

"Then I would like to thank all of you for letting me go." Jiang Baiyi heaved a sigh of relief, and if he continued to fight, his spirit stones would not be enough.

"Young Master Jiang bid 550 spirit stones, is there anyone else who bid higher?" Although he knew it was unlikely, Qian Rumeng asked in accordance with the usual practice.

Everyone was silent, such a high price, few people in the field could afford it, and even if they could, they would not choose to touch the brow of the young man in white at this time. anger.

"Six hundred spirit stones."

Just when everyone thought that the auction was about to end, a faint voice sounded, and the air was suddenly stagnant, and the eyes of the crowd focused on it again.

"It's him, the one who competed with Mr. Baiyi for Jiang Yunzhi earlier." Looking at the VIP room where the voice came out, everyone was shocked. This guy is so bold, did he come here specifically to fight against Mr. Baiyi?

Han Feng could only respond with a wry smile. He never thought that the two things he wanted would end up competing with the same person.

"This guest bid six hundred spirit stones, is there anyone else bidding?" Qian Rumeng looked at the VIP room where Han Feng was, as if trying to see the people inside through the thick curtain.

　I said in advance that there will be more changes, but there are still no votes and no popularity. Do you dare to be more unfeeling?

　　This happens every time the update is added, how can this make the crow feel embarrassed?I really have no motivation at all, begging for tickets, begging for popularity, begging for motivation, crows begging for everything......

　　
　
(End of this chapter)