Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

As expected, this flying escape talisman finally got into Wu Fan's hands. When Mr. Qi announced the result with a smile, Wu Fan also slowly exhaled!

Chang Xi smiled and nodded on the second floor, feeling quietly relieved!

Xu Yao, Qing Yu and others glanced at Wu Fan and felt very happy!

In the following time, Mr. Qi continued to auction items. As time passed, today's auction quickly came to an end!

During this period, Wu Fan didn't make another move, not because he didn't have enough spiritual stones, but because none of the items auctioned during this period were what he needed!

He had nearly four million spirit stones before. Of course, one million of these spirit stones were given by Chang Xi. During the entire auction, he used a total of more than two million! Now I still have more than one million spirit stones left in my body!

Since Wu Fan stopped taking action, the entire Qianbao Palace has returned to its previous liveliness. Bidding sounds are endless and the competition is fierce. Everyone also thinks that Wu Fan may be telling the truth and he must be really out of his mind. Stone!

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At this moment, Mr. Qi on the stage looked at everyone and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoists, the auction has come to an end, and I only have the last three items left to auction. This first auction item must be liked by many Golden Core monks, because it is an extremely rare item. The weapon refining materials, that’s it, no more nonsense, please take a look!”

As soon as Mr. Qi finished speaking, he turned his palm, and a piece of silver fine iron the size of a fist appeared in his hand!

When Wu Fan saw this piece of fine iron, he was suddenly startled and said softly, "Hey", isn't this mithril fine iron? Why is there a piece here? Could it be that Chang Xi sold it? No, Chang Xi couldn't sell mithril iron. The three pieces she gave her were enough to refine three magic weapons. How could she be willing to sell them? She took a closer look and found out that this secret The silver iron is only about the size of a fist, which is much smaller than what Wu Fan gave to Chang Xi. It seems that this piece of fine iron should be the product of the Tianya Chamber of Commerce itself!

When Chang Xi saw this piece of mithril fine iron, she said softly, and then looked at Wu Fan below. She had the same idea as Wu Fan, thinking that the other party had sold it. Then she thought about it. Finally, she thought it was impossible, shook her head, and stopped paying attention, and had no intention of bidding, because she had much more fine iron than this one!

Mr. Qi took the mithril iron and said with a "haha" smile:

"Everyone must be able to see that this is an extremely precious piece of mithril fine iron, which is rare in the world of immortal cultivation. If this piece of fine iron can be mixed into a magic weapon, then the quality of this magic weapon can be improved. It has been greatly improved, and the power is also incomparable! This piece of mithril fine iron is also hard-earned for us. Fellow Taoists, don’t miss it. Okay, without further ado, the starting price is 400,000 spirit stones. Each time The bid increase must not be less than 10,000, start bidding now!”

Mr. Qi's words were very inflammatory. As soon as he finished speaking, the late-stage foundation-building monks below, including all the golden elixir-stage monks upstairs, became excited at the same time. Even those monks who already had their own magic weapons also wanted to Take a picture of this piece of fine iron. You must know that this piece of fine iron can be mixed with magic weapons later, and it can also make your own magic weapons stronger. Since they encountered this material today, of course they don't want to miss it!

"I will pay 400,000"

"Four hundred and twenty thousand"

"430,000"

"I will pay 450,000"

At this time, there were endless shouts of bidding in the entire hall. Of course, all the shouts came from the second floor, including "Shangguan Xi" and "Cao Lan" who were also involved!

In a room on the second floor, two men were chatting at this time. One of them was in his forties and looked very powerful. He had a fleshy face, short hair, dark skin, and a square face and a wide mouth. , more than ten feet tall, wearing a brown gown, and his cultivation level is surprisingly that of a middle-stage Jindan monk.

Sitting next to him was a man. This man was in his thirties and looked very handsome. He was wearing a set of rich clothes. His long hair was tied up with a belt. He was neatly groomed and held a hand. Holding a fan, his face is fair and his eyes are bright, like a handsome young man. However, if you look closely at him, you will find that there is often a flash of light in his eyes, and his pupils are constantly turning, which gives people an unusually sinister and cunning feeling.

The burly man laughed loudly and said: "Haha, Junior Brother Ling Ye, I didn't expect to see mithril iron here. I didn't come here in vain this time!"

The handsome man waved the fan in his hand and said with a smile:

"It seems that Senior Brother Long Ao plans to take a photo of this thing?"

"Of course, if this mithril iron can be mixed into my natal magic weapon "Heaven-Shaking Hammer", I think my strength will be improved a lot!" Long Ao said excitedly, looking very happy!

"Then, junior brother, I would like to congratulate senior brother in advance. If senior brother's spiritual stones are not enough, I still have them here!" Ling Ye smiled with a smile on his face, looking very attentive!

"Haha, okay, since you said this, junior brother, then I can give it a try, but don't worry, junior brother, I will definitely help you get that ancient treasure!" Long Ao laughed and waved his arm. Said boldly!

"Thank you very much, senior brother!" Ling Ye smiled slightly and cupped his hands.

At this time, this piece of mithril fine iron has been auctioned for "620,000", and the price is still increasing, and there are only the last dozen or so people bidding. Of course, these dozen people They are all golden elixir stage monks!

"I'll pay 630,000!" Cao Lan shouted with an anxious look on his face!

"Since my sister wants this piece of mithril iron, I'll quit!" Shangguan Xi thought about it and said slowly!

"Thank you, sister! I have been conserving my strength and want to shoot a good material!" Cao Lan said with a smile!

"I'll give you 640,000 yuan!" a man in the early stage of Jindan shouted, with no intention of giving in!

"Six hundred and fifty thousand"

"I'll pay 670,000"

As time went by, when the price rose to 750,000, there were only three bidders left, and among them was Cao Lan!

At this moment, a rich male voice came out!

"I will pay 800,000"

When Cao Lan and others heard this voice, they were suddenly startled. No one followed the bidding for a while, because this was the first time this man bid, and he even increased the price by 50,000 very boldly, as if he was determined to win. Look!

At this time, Cao Lan's face was red with anxiety, his eyes were shaking, and he was a little hesitant. Then he bit his silver teeth and shouted:

"I will pay 820,000 yuan."

When Cao Lan reported the price, the two people who were competing with her shook their heads and decided to give up the mithril iron!

"Hehe, I'll pay 850,000!" Long Ao smiled in the house on the second floor and made another bid!

When Cao Lan heard this, his eyes suddenly dimmed, he shook his head slowly, sat down on the chair, and decided to give up too!