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Chapter 587 Auction

Shi San and the others were led by the guards and walked into the private room No. 28, where they could clearly see the situation on the auction table through the window.

Soon all kinds of snacks and drinks were served. Nangong Feiyang had a great time eating them. The smile on his face was exactly as bright as a flower that was not falling.

"Brother Dao, you are the noble person in my life! If it weren't for you, I would never have thought that I could enjoy such treatment. When I turn back and talk to my friends, I have also been to the private room in the VIP area."

Shi San just shook his head and laughed.

Soon, people from the auction house arrived one after another, whether it was the private room above or the usual stand below, they soon became crowded.

"Nangong Feiyang, are there any restrictions or standards for the auction items here?"

Nangong Feiyang had just eaten a snack and drank a cup of tea and went on.

"Of course there are standards. All auction items must be approved before they can become formal auction items. The minimum standard must be worth more than one piece of high-purity purple rhyme stone. That's why I said that we can only watch such auctions and cannot afford them."

Shi San smiled silently. By chance, there are not many other things in Shi San, but they are not short of high-purity purple rhyme spirit stones. If there is really good stuff, I don’t mind buying them.

"Is it safe to auction here? If a martial arts monk with low martial arts cultivation is auctioned off, will he encounter robbery or something?"

After all, this is the Central Sword Domain, and the strong are respected.

The thing about stealing people is not new.

Faced with so many martial arts monks in the Xuan Physical Realm, Shi San was considering whether he could leave after he really bought something.

"Don't worry about this at all, especially those in the private room. No matter who took the photos, except the people in the auction house, the rest of the people didn't know who took the items away!"

After Nangong Feiyang said this, Shi San noticed that looking out from the private room where Shi San and the others were, there was a layer of glass that looked like something.

And it is on this layer of glass-like things that have fluctuations in the forbidden formation.

This kind of prohibition formation is not used for defense, but plays a role of blocking.

What is blocking?

Of course it is a line of sight. In other words, Shi San and the others can easily see the situation outside through it, but from the outside, there is only a layer of mist inside. Because Shi San saw the private rooms next to him, it felt like a layer of mist.

I guess they did the same thing when they looked at Shi San. In addition, there was a shiny stone slab on the table, and waves of energy fluctuations were faintly heard on it. According to Nangong Feiyang, this should be a sound transmission board.

The so-called voice transmission board is similar to mobile phone communication, but it seems that it can only be used to transmit text information and cannot transmit voice.

If you have a valued auction item, you can write your price directly on the audio transmission board, and the auction house will naturally record it.

It seems that the development of the Central Sword Domain is very advanced, but this kind of advancedness is not something that everyone can enjoy.

Only people with higher martial arts cultivation and higher status can get in touch with these things.

In the Central Sword Domain, the foundation of everything lies in strength.

Only when you have strong enough can you enjoy more.

Nangong Feiyang was wandering around the private room back and forth, which was very novel about everything.

And at this time, the auction finally officially began!

First, the auctioneer walked onto the auction table, and then two late-stage guards of Zhoutian Realm carried the first auction item to the auction table.

It should be a big object, a large box, about 80 cm square from the side, and the front is more than one meter long.

After the two guards put down the box, they began to open the box. Shi San was staring at the auction table, wanting to know what it was. Then he heard Nangong Feiyang laughing behind him.

"The person who auctioned this thing must be a down-and-out prodigal son. He even sold it!"

Shi San turned around and looked surprised.

"Why did Nangong Feiyang say this? You know what's inside before you unbox it? Do you have any insider information?"

Nangong Feiyang looked at Shi San with a strange look on his face, and laughed: "Brother Dao, look here, isn't this insider news?"

Shi San saw Nangong Feiyang pointing to the sound transmission board in front of him. Shi San looked at Shi San again and found a row of dense words on it.

"The magic weapon of the house-sinking monks' magic weapon to swallow fire and see the infinite divine beast. They have certain defense capabilities. The most commendable thing is that the Fire and Swallowing Golden Eyes to see the infinite divine beast's eyes connects a set of supervision and ban formations, which can help the master to see all the movements at the door at any time.

It is a good home-guarding product, a monitoring tool, and a rare heavy-duty monk magic weapon. The starting price is a high-purity purple rhyme stone."

Nangong Feiyang laughed: "This is different treatments with different statuses. In the past, I could only sit alone, not to mention that I could see the information about the auction items in advance, and if I didn't do it well, I would be rushed over and over!

Thanks to Brother Dao’s blessing this time, I can finally experience the treatment of a VIP room, and this life is worth it! If Brother Dao has any instructions in the future, Nangong Feiyang will definitely not frown!”

"Nangong Fei is so serious, it's just a matter of raising his hands. But I don't understand, how can such a good monk magic weapon be worth a high-purity purple rhyme spirit stone?"

Nangong Feiyang looked at Shi San with a strange look: "Brother Dao, you are really a big mouth. Is there less a high-purity purple rhyme spirit stone? How many martial arts monks may not have a high-purity purple rhyme spirit stone before they reach the Xuanzhen realm. If it weren't for Brother Dao, my high-purity purple rhyme spirit stone might not have been able to get it when.

Do you know that the perfect martial arts cultivator of the Xuan Phone Realm needs to break through to the magical realm of the magic are just ten high-purity purple rhyme spirit stones. You can understand it after you calculate the account like this! So I said that I can’t afford it for such an auction!"

Shi San was really speechless. Thinking that Shi San was carrying a high-purity purple-rhyme spirit stone vein with him, what kind of wealth concept should this be!

Although Nangong Feiyang's martial arts cultivation was not very high, his knowledge was not bad, so he quickly explained it to Shi San.

"In fact, this kind of magical instrument is not very easy to sell. Ordinary martial arts monks have no place to live, so it is useless to buy them. Those who buy this kind of magical instrument are usually from the martial arts monks' families or sects. But it may not be applicable, so look at it, this thing is definitely not worth much."

At this time, Shi San looked down and the box had been removed, revealing the infinite divine beast inside.

At first glance, it doesn't look novel, but it's actually exactly the same thing as ordinary stone lions.
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