In fact, it's not that there are fewer crystal bricks in Yang Junshan. In fact, it is rare to buy treasures with crystal bricks. No one would carry so many crystal bricks with him on a daily basis.
You must know that the Master Sheng who was killed by Yang Junshan was not only a veteran Tai Gang Master, but also a member of the Zifeng Sect. Needless to say, he was rich, but Yang Junshan only gained more than a thousand crystal bricks from him.
The monk who bought the treasure Three Sea Halberds had his bidding raised all the way to two thousand crystal bricks. In fact, it had reached the limit. Otherwise, he would not have been so angry with Master Jiang Xin of the Fei School. In fact, if there was no Master Jiang Xin,
Raising the price, he would most likely be able to buy the three sea halberds for fifteen hundred crystal bricks.
After the small climax of bidding for the Three Sea Halberds, Tiangongfang also bid for some novels, spiritual treasures, minerals, occult magic powers, etc. Most of them were produced overseas, which also made the people at the venue
It is even more certain that this should be from a declining overseas power.
During this period, Yang Junshan also saw a few useful things, and tried to bid several times, but the harvest was very little. Yang Junshan also had hope for what he wanted, and did not dare to use the things he had in his hands.
Spend all the crystal bricks you have.
After several rounds of dull bidding, as a photo inheritance bead appeared in the center of the venue, the attention of many monks was attracted again.
"The treasure-level middle-grade Kung Fu Inheritance Continuous Flow Technique, the starting price is also eight hundred crystal bricks, everyone, please!"
The black-clothed ancestor was as calm as ever and didn't have a single superfluous word to say about the auction items.
The inheritance of middle-grade Baoji techniques was obviously a water element inheritance. Yang Junshan was quite moved and thought it should be photographed.
And the monks in the venue seemed to be giving him a chance. There were only a few bidders, and the price increase was not obvious. Yang Junshan thought about it and understood. A middle-grade treasure-level inherited technique may be good, but for the cultivators present,
For monks who are at least above the Tiangang realm, it is nothing. Almost none of the techniques they practice are below this one, and they may not even notice this inherited technique.
Yang Junshan checked his stored magic weapon. There are still 1,900 crystal bricks in his hand. Counting other crystal coins, crystal stones, marrow coins and the like, it can almost make up to 2,000 yuan. At this time, the inheritance
The bidding price for the technique has reached one thousand one hundred and fifty crystal bricks.
"Thirteen hundred crystal bricks!"
Yang Junshan tried to bid a price. This inheritance was not specifically for his disciple Ding Rulan. After all, the entire Yang family benefited from this inheritance.
Although the Yang family is mainly based on the earth element lineage, it is not without Yang Junqi and Yang Junhao who practice the wood element lineage and the fire element lineage, and if they had not delayed their practice because of practicing incompatible techniques,
With Yang Junqi's qualifications, her cultivation level is definitely beyond Huagang Realm.
One hundred and fifty crystal bricks were raised at once, which really caused the Continuous Streaming Technique, which was not very popular in the first place, to be silent for a moment in the venue.
Seeing the black-clothed ancestor picking up the tuning hammer and about to strike it, Yang Junshan was secretly happy that he had obtained a middle-grade treasure-level inheritance, and when the Yang family's foundation had increased, he was suddenly struck by a joking voice.
Broken: "One thousand four hundred crystal bricks!"
When Yang Junshan raised his eyes and looked over, he saw the fat man looking at him with a smile but with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
This true disciple of the Fei School seems to have mistaken Yang Junshan for a Huzhou sect monk, or he is simply playing a prank. All in all, his eyes are a bit unpredictable.
Yang Junshan was angry that this person had intervened, but there was nothing he could do. One thousand three hundred crystal bricks was already the limit of what he could do to fight for this inheritance.
After all, the skills Ding Rulan practiced were also low-grade treasure-level skills, and they also came from the Fei sect.
The fat man, Master Jiang Xin, was about to see Yang Junshan's angry expression as he endured the pain and bleeds profusely, but he never thought that Yang Junshan was slightly startled, and then fell silent!
when!
No one else bid, and the black-clothed ancestor made the final decision. This middle-grade treasure-level inheritance fell into the hands of Master Jiang Xin, and his fat round face suddenly wrinkled into a bun.
"hey-hey!"
The monk who had just spent two thousand crystal bricks to buy the Three Sea Halberds immediately gloated and sneered: "Jiang Zhenren is generous, but I don't know how many middle-grade treasure-level skills the Fei School has inherited with this 'Continuous Flow Technique'.
How many people in your sect are practicing this level of Kung Fu inheritance?"
Master Jiang Xin gave Yang Junshan a sharp look, and when he saw the black-clothed ancestor on the central platform staring at him, he couldn't help but feel distressed and took out the crystal brick from the storage magic weapon.
Perhaps because this treasure-level mid-level inheritance was somewhat quiet, the black-clothed ancestor lowered his head and said a few words. After a moment, the space on the stone platform in front of him fluctuated, followed by a burst of light, and a palm
Large and small colored glaze lamps appeared on the stone platform.
Yang Junshan's soul consciousness instantly noticed that dozens of soul consciousnesses were rushing towards the glazed lamp on the stone platform like a storm, and his soul consciousness also immediately confirmed the quality of this magic weapon.
level.
A middle-grade treasure-class magic weapon, the same grade as the Tiger Seal, the swallowing sea lamp!
However, this was not the end yet. Just when many high-level real people present were rushing to inspect this middle-grade treasure that suddenly appeared, several palpitating auras suddenly arrived, causing the souls of many real people present to retreat.
It is the power of Yuan Shen. This middle-grade treasure even attracted the attention of the Taoist ancestor.
Although Yang Junshan's perfect soul consciousness was also suppressed by the coming aura of the soul, he still judged the source of these auras, which was around the highest point of the venue. There seemed to be hidden private rooms and secret rooms there, which made the Taoist
The ancestor can easily overlook the entire venue, but the high-level real people in the venue have no way of detecting where the Taoist ancestor is.
"Okay, now that everything has been confirmed, let's get ready to start. The starting price is 1,500 crystal bricks!"
As soon as the price was reported, there was a sudden silence in the venue again. No one among the nearly a hundred high-level practitioners and an unknown number of Taoist ancestors made an offer.
At this time, Yang Junshan didn't feel like the extraterritorial forces that had destroyed this overseas force were eager to sell off the stolen goods, but rather like Tiangongfang was deliberately trying to trick people.
The starting price of 1,500 crystal bricks. Could it be said that from the Three Sea Halberd to the Swallowing Sea Lamp, the quality of the magic weapon has only improved by one level, so the starting price has doubled? This is really a joke.
At this time, the Taoist Ancestor didn't even bother to give up, but the high-level real people present were already sure that this magic weapon had been spotted by the Taoist Ancestor.
Who dares to snatch something from the Taoist Ancestor? Even if he dares to raise the price, the high-level real person present will be richer than the Taoist Ancestor’s family?
The black-clothed ancestor seemed to have anticipated the situation at this time. He just laughed and said: "If you don't take action, this magic weapon will not be sold!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several voices sounded in the venue almost at the same time.
"One thousand and eight..."
"two thousand……"
"Two thousand one hundred crystals..."
"Two thousand four hundred crystal bricks!"
The last shout came from the fat man Jiang Xin of the Fei School.
But at the moment he shouted out, a deep voice suddenly echoed over the venue: "Well, I'm joining in the fun, three thousand crystal bricks!"
All the high-level real people in the venue were silent. The real person Jiang Xin even looked at Yang Junshan with a hint of "resentment", as if he had been "trapped" by Yang Junshan for 1,400 crystal bricks before.
He has lost the qualification to challenge the Taoist Ancestor.
Yang Junshan felt that he was really unjust. It was clear that this guy wanted to trick him back then. Who could he blame now?
What's more, even if his 1,400 crystal bricks hadn't been smashed in, wouldn't he still have the courage to bid against the Taoist Ancestor?
But this guy is really rich, and he is worthy of being the true disciple of Fei School. His price plus the 1,400 crystal bricks he just sold, doesn't it mean that this big fat man has almost 4,000 crystal bricks?
"Giggle, giggle," a crisp laugh sounded, and he said, "Then the little girl will join in the fun and add five hundred marrow coins!"
Another Taoist ancestor, and a female Taoist ancestor!
"It's rare that two fellow Taoists are interested in this water cup. I'm usually very angry, and you all know it. Why don't you give me this water cup? It can moisturize your throat when you're thirsty. I'll report you three
Thousands and eight hundred crystal bricks."
The rough voice sounded, and Yang Junshan immediately recognized the identity of the speaker. It was the loud-voiced Taoist monk he had just met when he entered the dark market.
"Hey, since all fellow Taoists are interested in this sea-swallowing lamp, even though I don't know the reason, I can't let it go, four thousand crystal bricks!"
The fourth Dao Ancestor has already appeared, and all the high-level real people in the venue are holding their breath and concentrating, for fear of making some noise and disturbing the Dao Ancestors' bidding.
But at this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly discovered that the fat man Jiang Xin's face suddenly turned the color of liver, as if he was about to drown. Can a monk from the Fei School be drowned by water?
Just when Yang Junshan was a little confused, Master Jiang Xin suddenly said, amidst the strange eyes of the real people in the audience: "I, I will give you 4,500 crystal bricks!"
At this moment, the entire venue was silent. Countless gazes, soul consciousness, and spiritual consciousness rushed towards him. The fat man's face was suddenly red, and his face turned pale. The cold sweat on his forehead was covered by his fat body.
I wiped my fleshy palms over and over again, but couldn't get them clean.
The eyes of many real people in the venue were full of admiration, encouragement, and appreciation, but the gloating look on their faces could not be concealed.
At this time, Yang Junshan looked at the big fat monk Jiang Xin. His eyes were not just admiration, but simply astonishment. How many crystal bricks did this guy have on his body? Six thousand?
Yang Junshan has even noticed that there are people around him who are looking at him like him, looking at the real person Jiang Xin as if he were looking at a human-shaped crystal brick. I believe that many people are already thinking about the risk of killing this person at this time.
The Spring Festival is coming soon. May all my fellow Taoists have a healthy New Year, a happy family, and all the best!