Zhang Xiaohan was a little impatient. The manager was a little confused about her own position, and his face sank: "How many immortal stones?"

When the manager saw Zhang Xiaohan's face darkened, his eyes were a little flustered, but he still smiled and said: "Twenty million immortal stones of talismans, seventy million immortal stones of flying needles, and ninety million immortal stones together. This article was first published by..."

Manager looked at Zhang Xiaohan with a smile, but his heart was even more refreshing than on his face. Ninety million immortal stones were scared to death. Not to mention ascending monks, even monks from the Nine Realms would not take them out at any time.

She intentionally took out the two most expensive treasures in the auction house. A talisman costs 20 million immortal stones. Which monk would be willing to do it? This price is already the approximate high price at the auction. Zhang Xiaohan bought it, and the auction house would not suffer any loss. She could not afford it. She would rather see her unable to take out the immortal stones.

Zhang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows. Xiaoyan's talisman was really expensive. He gave it to her so casually before. She owed Xiaoyan a favor, but she forgot that the dragon blood for making the talisman was provided by her.

This expression fell on the face of the manager, so she naturally thought that Zhang Xiaohan was surprised by the price of talismans and flying needles. She could not have imagined that Zhang Xiaohan never cared about immortal stones. For a monk who could earn immortal stones, immortal stones were just a bunch of numbers.

Zhang Xiaohan touched the storage bracelet with his hand, then took out a storage ring, and his spiritual sense investigated it, then took out a storage bag from it, then took out a few tips from the storage bag, and then threw the storage bag in front of the management.

The smile of the manager was accompanied by surprise, and he looked at Zhang Xiaohan's movements. When the storage bag was thrown in front of him, he held it in his hand in disbelief. With a glance, he swept his spiritual sense and counted out the number of treasure bags containing immortal stones in the storage bag.

The man was a little stunned. He looked at Zhang Xiaohan put the lid on the jade box and put it away, and his surprise had not disappeared.

Zhang Xiaohan turned his head and said to Song Chensha: "Senior Brother, what magic weapon do you want to choose?"

Song Chensha smiled and shook his head, his eyes as warm as ever: "No need."

Zhang Xiaohan reached out to look at the desktop: "As the manager, are there only two treasures in your auction house?"

Manager Gui suddenly recovered from his surprise and said hurriedly: "Senior, if you still need it, please get it for you."

This time, all the contempt in her eyes disappeared, and she was a little scared. I guess she guessed who Zhang Xiaohan was.

Zhang Xiaohan nodded lightly, and the manager hurriedly bowed and bowed and then left.

Zhang Xiaohan has seen this arrogance at first and then respectful at the same time, and she is not in the mood or is not so bored to care about the jealousy of a little girl cultivator. In Zhang Xiaohan's case, those with lower cultivation than her are considered juniors, and female cultivators are naturally younger girls cultivators.

"Senior Brother. Your magic weapon is too domineering. It will also damage you with one move. Why don't you choose one or two other magic weapons?" Zhang Xiaohan suggested.

"Okay." Song Chensha smiled, as if it was Zhang Xiaohan's suggestion.

Zhang Xiaohan sighed in his heart. After Song Chensha lost his soul a little, he was even more strange than before. She didn't think that Song Chensha wanted to chase her in turn. How could it be? Song Chensha had a Taoist couple, let's talk about it. After experiencing so many things, even the fate between the two had long disappeared, which was just the feeling of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".

As long as you are a monk in the lower realm, no one wants to rely on a monk in the Nine Realm. With Song Chensha's personality, it is difficult to get along with a monk in the Nine Realm. Of course, it is easy to get along with a female monk in the Nine Realm.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Song Chensha, and thought of the attitude of Guishen to Song Chensha, it was a little funny. It seemed as if he had never seen a male cultivator before. Suddenly, his brow frowned slightly. No, given the status of Guishen in the auction house, he would not be moved by any monk so easily.

Song Chensha looked at Zhang Xiaohan's smile before, and suddenly frowned slightly, and was a little stunned, as if he had discovered that Zhang Xiaohan's smile was so beautiful, and his frowned slightly was so charming.

At this time, footsteps came from outside again, and Zhang Xiaohan's expression immediately returned to calm.

The two little cultivators were still following behind the manager. This time they both lowered their eyebrows and looked at each other without squinting. The two trays on their hands were much larger than the last time. The red silk on them was covered with a little unevenness, indicating that there was not only one treasure in the tray.

After the two little cultivators put down the tray and retreated, the supervisor took off a piece of red silk in advance, revealing the three magic weapons on the tray. Zhang Xiaohan couldn't help but squint his eyes.

There are three magic tools on the tray, the first one is a pair of white slightly transparent wings. I don’t know what wings are made of. The texture is as thin and transparent as the wings of a dragonfly, but the style is like the bird’s wings. These wings look only one foot in size. Of course, if you practice it, you will grow bigger as you wish.

The second magic tool is a jar-like thing, not much like a jar. It seems to be a bowl used by monks to beg for alms. It is black and gray and white. It is hard to tell what color it is, and it seems to feel a bit dirty.

Zhang Xiaohan's eyes stayed on this bowl for a while before looking at the third magic weapon, a pestle with a palm length?

Zhang Xiaohan couldn't see the specific purpose at a glance, so he wanted to ask. The manager said: "Two seniors, these two wings are called the Wind Rift Wings. The name is taken from speed, as if they can tear the wind apart. It is a masterpiece of Jin Cheng, the first weapon refiner of the Jin family in the Jin Dynasty. It is said that the flying speed of this two wing can be comparable to a powerful escape talisman. As long as the spiritual power is abundant, it can be used without restrictions."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohan and Song Chensha didn't say anything. With their current cultivation level, such wings would be useless.

The cultivator paused for a moment, and did not receive a response, and introduced the second treasure: "No one can call this treasure its name. It is strangely impossible to be filled in any storage space, because it is a storage space itself, and it seems that it can never be filled. No matter what it can be filled in. A senior once tried it. It even had a water from Shengxian Lake, but there was only a shallow pool inside. It was a pity that although it could be installed, it could not offset the weight of the stuff it was filled in, and it was also a pity that it could not be included in the storage bracelet."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohan felt a little moved and reached out to pick up the bowl on the tray. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that this thing was a bowl, which was used by monks to beg for alms. I don’t know why I remembered Fan Xiaofan. Could this thing be a treasure that the Buddha practiced?

It looks so similar. You can hold anything you want to put in. You can't put it in the storage space. Don't monks always hold this thing in their hands to beg for alms? But did ancient Buddhists also have the problem of begging for alms?

I regretted it, and didn't ask Sister Yi about the Buddhist matters

The bowl was heavy, but it only felt like the texture. The spiritual sense scanned it, but there was no special reaction. After looking up and down, I suddenly remembered the Heavenly Eye. I opened the Heavenly Eye, but the bowl still had no reaction.

Then he held the eye of heaven and handed it to Song Chensha. Song Chensha took it over and looked it up and down for a while, and quietly sent the bowl back to the tray.

Guanguan continued, "The name of this magic weapon is the Demon-Suppressing Pestle."

I only introduced this sentence, stretched out my hand and pointed. A spiritual power flew to the demon-subduing pestle. The demon-subduing pestle suddenly flew into the air, and countless golden lights were released throughout the body in an instant. However, these golden lights only appeared more than an inch long, but the momentum inside was also vaguely visible.

"The demon-subduing pestle is a golden magic weapon. It is not afraid of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, but can travel through the spiritual fire. It was originally intended to be auctioned at tomorrow's auction."

The manager seemed to have controlled the Demon Subduing Pestle to move just to explain that it was a golden magic weapon, and then retracted the spiritual power. The Demon Subduing Pestle slowly fell back on the pallet.

Zhang Xiaohan nodded, looked at Song Chensha, and saw that he had no expression, he looked at the second tray and said, "What is this?"

The manager reached out to remove the red silk, revealing a shield the size of a palm, and there was a jade slip next to it: "This shield was refined with the tortoise shell of the 100,000-year-old beast spirit turtle. It can withstand lightning strikes, ice seals, and also withstand attack methods such as flames and fire. The shield also has attack spells, which can release spiritual power and arrows. The jade slip is a method of sacrifice and refining."

He hesitated for a moment: "I can't watch the jade slip without buying this shield."

This sentence was a little cautious. She guessed Zhang Xiaohan's identity. She would kill the monks whenever she was unhappy or harvested a contract slave. She would not even provoke the city lord.

Zhang Xiaohan must know that this is how the manager treats her in his heart, and he will be speechless, but she finally stopped provoking Song Chensha and her, which is a good thing.

Zhang Xiaohan's eyes quickly left the shield. Looking at the shield, she remembered the scales of the ancient dragon in the storage bracelet. The scales of the dragon are much harder than the spirit turtle shell, but it only took three months, less.

Let’s take a look at Song Chensha again: “Senior Brother, which one do you like.”

Song Chensha looked at the things in the tray and shook his head: "It's not very useful to me."

Zhang Xiaohan nodded, pointed at the bowl and said, "Give this to me."

Zhang Xiaohan actually chose this thing. The manager was a little surprised and still quoted the price. The price was not low, and it was within the range that Zhang Xiaohan could bear. After paying the fairy stone, Di Jie happened to come over.

He waved his hand and sent him away, looking very impatient. Guan Guan immediately stepped down in a regular manner, and Zhang Xiaohan smiled again.

It is similar to the relationship between subordinates and superiors in the workplace in the previous life. Although it has been a long time, the memory has faded.

Di Jie threw a box to Zhang Xiaohan, and couldn't tell what material it was made of. Zhang Xiaohan was moved and smiled on his face. When he opened it, it turned out that there were indeed cloud thunder stones, with six pieces of large and small. The largest one was larger than an adult fist, and the smaller one was only the size of a thumb.

It seems that there are not so many cloud and thunder stones. It is not easy for Di Jie to collect these, so he smiled and said, "Thank you, I still have some fairy stones in my hand."

Di Jie took out another box: "This is Ren Stone, it is completely thunder attribute."

Zhang Xiaohan took it and opened it. The Ren stone was not very big, with a honeycomb all over the body and a peculiar appearance, but he didn't know what it was suitable for refining. He thought it was also a good refining material, so he accepted it and thanked him again.

"Although the refining materials are rare, they are always cheaper than treasures. With Boss Zhang's work, it is only the price of a few elixirs." Although Di Jie's price was not expensive, it also consumed the fairy stones that Zhang Xiaohan earned from Di Jie.

I felt a little suspicious, did Di Jie have planned it?

He gave all the immortal stones to Di Jie, but Zhang Xiaohan didn't care. He knew that Di Jie would not go back to Yayuan to guard him, so he stood up with the bowl.

Di Jie seemed to notice this bowl, and his face changed slightly.

In fact, he noticed this thing as soon as he came in. He really didn't expect that the manager would take out this thing, and he didn't expect that Zhang Xiaohan would really buy it.

He knew that he had neglected, and he suddenly realized that Zhang Xiaohan and Guan were both female cultivators. When the female cultivators were together, they always had endless troubles.

"Why did Boss Zhang buy this thing?" He said calmly.

Zhang Xiaohan said, "It looks interesting, I want to think about it."

Di Jie's mouth twitched and he forced a smile: "Boss Zhang said it interestingly. This thing has been in the auction house for a long time, so we all use it as a warehouse."

Zhang Xiaohan said "ah".

"Boss Zhang has played with it. If you don't like it, you can return it." Di Jiega said.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Di Jie with a little strange look: "Do you feel reluctant or do you think I've been fooled? Your family manager asked me for 50 million immortal stones."

Di Jie's lips twitched again, not knowing whether he should praise him or curse him, but then he was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking about Zhang Xiaohan, and then look at Zhang Xiaohan.

"Do you think this thing is a treasure?" Zhang Xiaohan asked with a look at the things in his hand.

Di Jie hesitated for a moment and said honestly: "It was not originally, but when Boss Zhang took action, he thought it should be that Boss Zhang had always been blessed with good fortune."

Zhang Xiaohan didn't expect it to be the answer, so he laughed: "Then I have to think about it carefully when I take it back."

After a few jokes, Di Jie left the auction house. He sent them to the teleportation array. He watched their figures disappear, his face slightly calmed down, and turned around and returned to the auction house.

Zhang Xiaohan and Song Chensha returned to Yayuan one after another, but Mo Shaohan was still in Yayuan, sitting on the pavilion with a lot of worries. After Zhang Xiaohan and Song Chensha came down from the teleportation array, his expression did not improve.

"Boss Zhang, you want to go down into the crack too?" Mo Shaohan didn't even feel polite and stared at Zhang Xiaohan's eyes.

Zhang Xiaohan nodded: "Can I not go? Don't tell me to lend me the magic weapon."

Mo Shaohan closed his mouth and was silent for a while, his thin lips were pursed tightly, showing that he was originally planning to do so.

Zhang Xiaohan sighed: "What should I do? I can contribute the banner for my life today, and I will probably surrender to my immortal slave for my life tomorrow. Fellow Daoist, you don't want me, an ascended monk, to fall to that level."

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