Han Muye turned his head and saw a young man wearing a white robe with a cyan flashing sword hanging on his waist, with a faint smile on his face.

"It turns out to be Young Master Su, the eldest grandson of Fenglin Sword Sect."

The old man in black robe beside the wooden platform had a smile on his face and raised his hand to the young man who spoke out.

"Master Changsun is also interested in this sword?"

After hearing the old man's words, Chang Sun Su, a young man in white robe, glanced at Han Muye, then chuckled and said: "Master Sun Tu, don't tease me, this sword is not a precious treasure."

As he spoke, he looked at Han Muye and said, "Brother, this old man's name is Shisun Tu. He is a casual cultivator who travels around the world to solicit customers."

"He's used to watching people order food."

"Although this sword is smelted with some gilt stone, it's not really that valuable."

Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

Changsunsu smiled and nodded, then turned and walked elsewhere.

Han Muye turned around and saw Master Sun Tu's face falling.

"Master, are you looking for a good sword?"

Master Suntu looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face, then pointed to a few wooden platforms not far away and said, "I'll go take a look with you."

Han Muye did not refuse and followed him to the wooden platform.

"This sword is named Xingxiu. When the sword is drawn, stars flash in the sword. It can be said that one sword moves the stars."

Master Suntu pulled aside the practitioners who were surrounding the wooden platform, and then said to Han Muye: "This sword is just right for you, young master."

The practitioners around him turned to look at Han Muye and then at the sword.

There are many businessmen like this in every market.

Don't really believe it, but don't offend it by saying something that disrupts other people's business.

There may be quite a lot of power behind these solicitations.

Han Muye stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and gently drew the sword out of its sheath.

The sword light flashed with sharpness, and there was indeed a hint of starlight shining.

Seeing Han Muye draw his sword, a look of joy flashed across Master Sun Tu's face.

"Senior Master, I wonder how you determined that this sword is suitable for me?"

Han Muye waved his sword and then spoke softly.

Seeing Han Muye swinging his sword casually, Master Sun Tu's eyes flashed, and then he said with a smile: "Young Master Feng Shen is handsome, this sword is shining with stars, don't they complement each other?"

Han Muye paused his arms and stretched out his sword: "This sword is three feet and five inches long. It obviously does not match my arm length and height."

"The three taels and five cents of star stones smelted in this sword actually make the sword extremely fragile, making it impossible to fight against strong men."

Han Muye's words caused the smile on Shisun Tu's face to freeze.

The faces of the practitioners around me were also startled.

Anyone who can tell in one word how many spiritual materials are mixed into the sword in his hand must be an extraordinary person in the art of weapon refining.

Sheathing the long sword, Han Muye turned around and left.

Master Sun Tu hesitated for a moment and then followed.

"This Xingyun Sword was thought to be such a good sword, but it turns out that it is a good sword but not useful."

"Indeed, I heard that this sword is still a fine product of the Cao family, is that all?"

"Forget about the Cao family. It is said that the head of the Cao family lost his arm, and the Cao family's sword inheritance may be cut off."

Behind the scenes, voices of discussion came.

Of course Han Muye knew that this sword was made by the Cao family.

It's just that the person who made the refining was not the head of the Cao family, but a younger disciple.

Because the Cao family's direct grandson disappeared, the Cao family had to cultivate several concubine children.

The refining method of this Nebula Sword is mediocre.

Just three taels of star shining stones are worth eight thousand spirit stones.

After looking at several treasures on the wooden platform, Han Muye finally found a treasure that could be given to the ancestor of the Mu family.

That's a piece of bamboo root.

The bamboo roots are only two feet long. The spiritual energy on them is condensed, and they are golden with a hint of green.

Qing Ling Bamboo.

An elixir that can be used to refine the heart-clearing elixir.

The vitality in this bamboo root has not dissipated, and new shoots can be cultivated in the hands of a major alchemist.

If a green bamboo shoot can be grown, the value of the bamboo root can be doubled tenfold.

How much the spiritual stone is worth is secondary. The key is that this object is a good ornament for alchemy practitioners.

"Dangdangdang——"

The crisp little bell rang, and a side door opened. Several store attendants in green robes came forward and invited everyone to the attic hall.

The auction is held there.

Han Muye and Lin Shen walked over there, and Shi Suntu followed.

The lobby is spacious, with rows of seats arranged neatly.

There are also many formations in this hall, making it difficult for spiritual minds to detect.

Many people who did not want to reveal their identities, wearing hoods, were already sitting at the seats.

When Han Muye and the others arrived at the lobby, Bai Suzhen, Sheng Ke and Shopkeeper He were already waiting.

"Brother Han, is there anything you like?" Bai Suzhen seemed to have negotiated a good deal, and the smile on her face did not diminish.

Han Muye nodded.

The shopkeeper of Yuntai Fairy Pavilion has already stepped onto the stage, and the first auction item has also been delivered to the stage.

Han Muye found a seat at random and sat down. Bai Suzhen chuckled lightly and sat beside him.

Lin Shen was about to sit next to Han Muye, but his master Sun Tu approached him and took the seat.

Lin Shen glared at him and sat behind Han Muye.

Sheng Ke bowed slightly and stood behind Bai Suzhen.

Shopkeeper He chuckled and sat on the other side of Bai Suzhen.

He is a powerful person, so he is naturally qualified to sit next to Bai Suzhen.

On the stage, the shopkeeper of Yuntai Xiange began to introduce the first auction item. The first item at the beginning was a good magic weapon, a treasure fan.

This magical artifact was attracted by many people, and the price went up from the base price of one thousand spiritual stones to fifteen thousand spiritual stones, and was finally snapped up by an old man sitting in the lobby.

I heard people whispering, which sect this old man is the elder of.

All the casual cultivators were sighing. Who can afford more than 15,000 spirit stones?

The prices of the next few treasures were all raised, and they were sold for two to three thousand spirit stones.

Han Muye was not interested in any of this.

"The sword below is a fine product of the Cao family, a well-known weapon-making family."

On the stage, the shopkeeper shouted loudly, raised his palm, and pulled out the sword in front of him.

"Canglang——"

The light of the sword shines like stars, creating a scene of confusion.

In the audience, many people's eyes lit up.

Master Sun Tu, who was sitting next to Han Muye, curled his lips.

"This sword is called Nebula. When the sword is drawn out, it will flash with starlight." The shopkeeper shook the shadow of the sword a few times, then put the sword back into its sheath.

"The base price is one thousand spiritual stones."

The people below looked at each other, but after a while, someone spoke up and started to increase the price.

I was just cautious in bidding, and in the end, the price didn't even reach three thousand spirit stones.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The swords of the Cao family are said to be more than this price." Shopkeeper He beside Bai Suzhen said in a low voice.

When Han Muye chose a sword from his gang, Lu Qingping, one sword sold for thousands of spirit stones.

"When choosing a sword for a swordsman, the first choice is one that is handy and practical."

"This sword is luxurious and glorious, but it is not practical."

Not far away, an old man in gray robe spoke in a low voice.
To be continued...