Lu Xuan seemed to see the confusion in Lin Yun's expression, and said proudly: "Little brother, you are still young and don't know much about the martial arts sects. Although our Moyaju has not rated the ten sects of immortality, our Moyaju does.

It can be regarded as the second-rate top martial arts sect among martial arts sects, very powerful!"

"What about the ten schools of immortality and the ten schools of martial arts!" Lin Yun corrected Lu Xuan's thoughts without politeness.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but was stunned, and then gave a thumbs up: "Little brother, your tone is not small. I heard this. If someone from the ten sects of immortality hears it, I'm afraid you will be in bad luck!"

Lin Yun smiled calmly, he was not afraid even if people from the ten martial arts sects came.

At this time, the auction was coming to an end. Chen Qing, the elder of Fengyun Pavilion of the second-rate martial arts sect, bid 4,100 Xiaoyang Pills, and the entire scene fell silent for an instant.

Some people who want to win the Thor Gun are constantly discussing with their fellow disciples whether they should continue to increase the price.

Finally, an old man gritted his teeth, raised his hand and shouted: "Four thousand two hundred Xiaoyang Pills!"

Chen Qing smiled calmly: "Forty-three hundred Xiaoyang Pills, this time the middle-grade spiritual energy, our Fengyun Pavilion is determined to win it!"

As soon as Chen Qing said these words, the old man wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost and stopped bidding any more.

The auctioneer on the stage immediately shouted excitedly: "This gentleman bids 4,300 Xiaoyang Dan. Is there any higher price?"

Everyone around was silent. They really couldn't add up to such a high price.

"The first time for four thousand three hundred Xiaoyang Pills!"

"Second time!"

"The third time!"

"Crack!"

"make a deal!"

The auctioneer smiled and said: "Congratulations to this gentleman, you have obtained this medium-grade spiritual energy thunder gun with 4,300 Xiaoyang Pills!"

Chen Qing looked proud and raised his fists at everyone around him.

Lin Yun's mind started to spin. Unexpectedly, a medium-grade spiritual weapon sold 4,300 Xiaoyang Pills. If it was a top-grade spiritual weapon, wouldn't it be possible to sell tens of thousands of Xiaoyang Pills?

He can completely refine some spiritual weapons and sell them in exchange for the elixirs he needs, so why bother refining elixirs so hard?

But this is just a thought. After all, Lin Yun is not familiar with martial arts sects. Even if he refines the best spiritual weapon, he doesn't know who to sell it to.

Later, a thousand-year-old elixir and two top-quality magic weapons were auctioned.

The auctioneer's tone became solemn: "Next is the grand finale of this spiritual object, and the last auction item of this auction, the seedlings of the fog willow tree!"

As soon as these words came out, many people became excited, especially Liu Xiong, who had a sneer on his lips, clenched his fists, and secretly thought in his heart, I must take down the seedlings of the foggy willow tree.

The auctioneer used a long list of words to introduce the foggy willow tree, but the people below had long been impatient.

After the auctioneer made a quick introduction, he then said: "Okay, you are all members of the martial arts world, so there is no need to say anything else. Let's start the auction directly. The fog willow seedlings, the starting price is 3,500 Xiaoyang Pills!"

"Four thousand Xiaoyang Pills!" Liu Xiong shouted directly.

The place was in a state of excitement.

"It seems that Liu Xiong is determined to win the Wuliu Tree, so he suddenly raised the price by 500 Xiaoyang Pills!"

"Don't worry, Fengtianmen and Liuyuntang are both interested in Wuliu Tree and will bid for it. They won't let Liu Xiong get it so easily."

"It is estimated that the final transaction price will be at least five thousand Xiao Yang Dan."

"Tsk, tsk, these people really spent a lot of money!"

Soon, Feng Jian'an, the elder of Liuyuntang, raised his hand and shouted: "Four thousand two hundred Xiaoyang Pills!"

Fengtianmen deputy sect Zhang Wuqi also immediately shouted: "Four thousand and four hundred Xiaoyang pills!"

Liu Xiong frowned. They already had four thousand Xiaoyang Pills, so these two guys still haven't given up.

He became cruel and shouted: "Five thousand Xiaoyang Pills!"

In an instant, Feng Jian'an and Zhang Wuqi both frowned and looked at Liu Xiong in unison.

Both of them could sense Liu Xiong's determination to win Wu Liushu this time.

Feng Jian'an became cruel and raised his hand to shout out the price: "Fifty-one hundred Xiaoyang Pills!"

"Five thousand five hundred Xiaoyang Pills!" Liu Xiong snorted coldly. He didn't believe that Feng Jian'an would continue to shout.

Sure enough, as soon as the price came out, Feng Jian'an lowered his head like a defeated rooster, and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that he couldn't get the fog willow tree today. This Liu Xiong was really crazy, and he actually offered such a high price.

"This gentleman bids 5,500 Xiaoyang Pills. Is there any higher price?" the auctioneer on the stage shouted loudly.

Everyone below was silent, while Liu Xiong glanced around proudly.

"First time with 5,500 Xiaoyang Pills!"

"Second time!"

"The third time!"

The auctioneer raised his hammer and prepared to bring it down.

At this time, Lin Yun raised his hand and shouted the price: "Six thousand Xiaoyang Pills!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yun.

"Who is this kid? He actually directly bids for 6,000 Xiaoyang Pills. Are you crazy?"

"This kid isn't just randomly bidding. I don't think he has six thousand Xiaoyang Pills."

"Hey, Liu Xiong probably hates this guy to death!"

Sure enough, Liu Xiong glared at Lin Yun with murderous eyes, but Lin Yun ignored him at all.

Lu Xuan, who was sitting next to Lin Yun, widened his eyes and was shocked: "Little brother, you... are you sure you are not messing around? If Liu Xiong doesn't follow, you won't be able to get six thousand Xiaoyang Pills.

, that would be tragic, Baiwu Pavilion is not that easy to bully!"

Qi Xiongshan also said: "Mr. Lin, be careful, be careful, Baiwu Pavilion is extremely powerful, don't act on impulse!"

"Shut up, you two!" Lin Yun glared at the two men angrily, feeling quite unhappy.

The auctioneer was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This gentleman bids 6,000 Xiaoyang Pills. Is there any higher price?"

Liu Xiongqi's chest heaved up and down, and he finally gritted his teeth: "Six thousand one hundred Xiaoyang Pills!"

"Seven thousand Xiaoyang Pills!" Lin Yun followed closely.

Liu Xiong was completely dumbfounded now. This kid went crazy and added 900 Xiaoyang Pills at once. That was 7,000 Xiaoyang Pills, not the 70 million in the world.

The auctioneer was also stunned for a moment. The value of the foggy willow tree was only about 5,000 Xiaoyang Pills. He was already very excited when he originally sold more than 6,000 Xiaoyang Pills. He also got a share of the extra Xiaoyang Pills, but he didn't expect it.

Someone bid 7,000 Xiaoyang Pills.

He immediately became excited: "This gentleman bids 7,000 Xiaoyang Pills. Is there any increase in price?"

Everyone was silent, and Liu Xiong suddenly stood up: "Wait a minute, I suspect this kid is shouting prices randomly, and I request an investigation into this guy. If he is shouting prices randomly, you, Baiwu Pavilion, must teach him a lesson!"
Chapter completed!