"Please sit down." Pointing at the chair in front of the table casually, the old man finished sorting out some instruments for inspecting auction items, lowered his head and said faintly: "Take out what you need to auction."

　　 Ning Luo remained silent and did not speak. With a sway of his palm, three small jade bottles appeared on the table.

　　 "Pills?"

Hearing the sound of the jade bottle touching the tabletop, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, his gaze stopped in the three small jade bottles, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said in surprise: "This is... the two green spirit pills? "

　　 "Yeah." Ning Luo nodded slightly, her voice still hoarse: "Since you have also heard the name of the Erwen Qingling Pill, you must also know its efficacy. Help me estimate the auction reserve price."

The old man raised his head and looked at Ning Luo with a strange look. If he said with deep meaning, "It is indeed a two-pattern blue spirit pill, and the quality is quite high. Kind of quality."

"According to Heijiaoyu's estimation method, the reserve price of this two-patterned blue spirit pill should be around 300,000, and it should be put up for auction. "

　　 Ning Luo nodded.

　　 Now it is not difficult for him to refine this pill.

　　 Maybe it won’t be long before he can directly refine the sixth-grade pill.

　　 So, he didn't use these medicines, they were all put up for auction.

　　 "Look at this again..." Ning Luo nodded slightly, the price was already higher than his budget, and immediately pushed the bottle in front of him with the three-patterned blue spirit pill over.

　　 "Oh?" For a moment, the old man took the bottle, and rolled out the emerald-like mellow pill.

However, when his gaze swept over the three-circle pill pattern on Dan, his plain face finally showed a touch of dignity. Although the two-pattern blue spirit pill and the three-pattern blue spirit pill are only missing by one tattoo, their value is It is like two heavens.

　　 "Three-patterned blue spirit pill?" Looking up and down at the emerald pill, the old man whispered in confusion.

　　 "Yeah." Ning Luo nodded lightly.

"Good stuff..." The old man smacked his lips. Even if he was used to seeing treasures, he made such a comment. He hesitated for a while and said, "This three-patterned blue spirit pill, the auction reserve price may be set at seventy. Around 10,000 gold coins, and after bidding, I think it should be able to sell at around 900,000."

　　"Two two-pattern blue spirit pills and one three-pattern blue spirit pills, sir, the value of your auction items has reached the second-level VIP level of our black seal auction house.

　　 This is your seat number. This afternoon, the auction will officially start. Please check in when you arrive. "The old man put down the pill carefully, then took a card made of green jade from the counter and handed it to Ning Luo.

　　 nodded, Ning Luo took the emerald card and said, "Now I can leave, right?"

　　 "Hehe, sir, please feel free." Putting the three green spirit pills away cautiously, the old man smiled and said, perhaps because of them, his attitude towards Ning Luo is better now.

　　 Hearing this, Ning Luo stopped talking nonsense, got up and walked slowly towards the door, then opened the door and went out.

Looking at the slowly closing door, and then hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man tapped his fingers on the tabletop lightly. After a while, he lowered his head and looked at the three installed green spirit pills in his muddy old eyes. , Flashed a strange look.

　　 "This person has never been seen before, and the only thing he can do is to take out three blue spirit pills. Presumably he should also be a pharmacist, and his level may not be low..."

　　 slapped the palm of his hand somewhere on the table, and the wall of the secret room suddenly opened a dark hole. The old man picked up three green spirit pills, turned and walked into the hole, murmured lowly, hovering quietly in the secret room.

　　 "Alchemists who can refine the three-pattern blue spirit pill of this level are rare in the Black Horn domain. This kind of person, presumably the sect master will be interested..."

　　 You must know that if you want to auction money in these places, at least you have to spend it.

　　 In other words, even your pill may be taken directly by others.

　　 This is the Black Point Domain, a place where the strong are respected.

Entering the passage, the light was slightly dim, and he walked along the corridor to the end, and then turned around. Suddenly, a giant auction venue appeared in Ning Luo’s line of sight, making him take a breath. .

　　 This auction site is larger than any auction site Ning Luo has ever seen before. The densely packed seats and the auction platform constructed almost entirely of brilliant crystals are even more dazzling.

　　 "Sir, may I ask what your seat number is?" When Ning Luo was slightly stunned, a beautiful maid walked over and asked respectfully.

Ning Luo didn't answer, and directly passed the emerald card. After the maid saw the color of the card, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and her attitude was much more respectful. She bent slightly and said softly, "Sir. It's a second-level VIP card, please follow me."

　　 After finishing speaking, the maid hurriedly led the way, and Ning Luo followed closely behind.

　　 The maid shuttled through the huge venue for nearly ten minutes, and finally stopped near the crystal auction platform, pointed to a seat, smiled at Ning Luo, and bowed back.

　　 Entering the spacious soft seat covered with fine plush, Ning Luo sat down.

Sitting in the chair, Ning Luo suddenly raised his brows, raised his head, and swept his eyes to a row of seats not far in the front, only to see there, he saw Fan Ling, the Young Master of the Blood Sect, who had previously met at the door, with a straight look. Looking at himself with a strange look.

Chapter 195 Auction!

　　 Regarding Sect Master Blood, Ning Luo ignored him, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the auction to begin.

　　 "Young Sect Master, what's the matter?" The pale, handsome young man slowly retracted his gaze, and beside him, the old man, who thought his face was equally pale, asked in a low voice.

　　 "It's nothing, I just think that guy is a little weird, and it seems that I have a strange... jealous feeling in my heart?" At this point, Fan Ling sneered and shook his head.

"Haha, Young Sect Master should be aware that it was wrong. Although our blood sect's techniques are extremely cold, we are naturally afraid of some extreme flames, but that level of flames, in the entire Blackhorn domain, few people have it. "The old man said with a smile.

　　 "Also, that kid, he looks like just a little guy, he shouldn't be a big man!"

　　 "Perhaps." The young man nodded.

　　 "Hey, don't worry, Young Sect Master, Sect Master has already secretly prepared, even if the thing falls into the hands of others, it will definitely not get out of Heiyin City ten miles away!" The old man chuckled.

　　 "That feeling is good." The corner of his mouth evoked a cold arc, and the young man gradually closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the start of the auction.

Ning Luo sat peacefully.

At this time, the crisp bell ringing slowly resounded in the auction hall, and as the bell rang, the extremely noisy noise in the venue gradually weakened, and countless eyes cast on the crystal platform. , Eyes full of fire.

　　 "Hehe, everyone, I must have been a little impatient, since that's the case, I won't say some official words to provoke me." The white-haired old man in Chinese clothes said lightly.

"As an annual auction conference, I think this time we hosted by Eight Doors will certainly not disappoint you." The old man patted his hands and said loudly, "I announce that the Black Seal City Auction will be held. Start now!"

　　 As the old man fell loudly, the huge crystal platform suddenly burst into glare. After a long time, the glare faded. On the crystal platform, at the auction platform in front of the white-haired old man.

　　 An all-blue long sword, under the shining of the light, reflected a cold luster. Looking at the traces of energy circulating on the sword, it was obviously a magic nuclear weapon carefully forged by a famous master.

　　 Ning Luo sat peacefully, Medusa poked out her head quietly in Ning Luo's arms.

　　 "Little guy, you are calm! Are you not afraid that people here will move you?" Medusa asked Ning Luo.

　　 "Isn't there you here?" Ning Luo smiled.

　　 "I won't help you." Medusa said.

　　 "I'm dead, who will help you refine the pill?" Ning Luo asked with a smile.

　　 "But, even if you don't help me, I'm not afraid." Ning Luo said with a smile.

　　 Ningluo is right, he still has a lot of hole cards that have not been used, so even if someone wants to do something with him, he is not afraid of it at all.

　　 After all, what Ning Luo said is also a Seven-Star Fighting Spirit.

　　 also means that Ning Luo is almost pushed horizontally in the realm of Douling Douwang, even if it is a strong man in the realm of Douhuang, Ning Luo has the power to fight.

"The name of this sword is Hanfeng, which is made of cold iron. It can be said to cut iron like mud. If you are interested, don't hesitate the money in your pocket. Money is precious, but it must be enjoyed by life? Ha ha. "The old man held the blue long sword in his hand, the sword body shook, and a faint cold air rose.

　　 He turned his head and looked at the auction house, smilingly said: "The reserve price is one hundred thousand, please."

　　 "Garbage!" Ning Luo did not speak.

　　 Medusa in her arms had already spoken.

　　 "Magic nuclear weapons are just looking cool, in fact, they are useless at all." Medusa continued.

　　 Ning Luo smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and did not participate in the bidding.

　　 Of course, although Ning Luo is not interested, it naturally does not mean that others are not interested. As soon as the white-haired old man's words fell, a lot of bidding sounded in the auction room one after another.

　　 The first bid, after a few minutes, was successfully auctioned for 150,000 gold coins by a thin man with a look of excitement.

　　 After the first auction went on smoothly, on the next auction stage, the dazzling variety of treasures, treasures, fighting skills, exercises, medicinal materials and so on began to appear.

　　 However, Ning Luo can't see any of these treasures.

　　 Ning Luo sat on the soft chair, faintly looking at the ugly surroundings, slightly closed his eyes, waiting for something that would make his heart beat.

In the early stage of the auction, there were no strange objects that ignited the atmosphere too much, and those bidding were just some people sitting in the back. The powerful forces in the front row with huge wealth have been so far. There has never been a single move.

"Ding..."

Another crisp bell was uploaded from the crystal platform, and the white-haired auctioneer took a small silver plate from a maid with a smile on his face. On the silver plate, there are two transparent small jade bottles, each rolling one in the jade bottle. A light green pill.

"Hehe, this pill is called "Blue Spirit Pill", and there must be many people who have heard of its name. It can help those who have been at the peak of the fighting master for a long time to break through the barrier in one fell swoop, and this blue spirit pill is still a second one. After taking it, those with good luck may also soar up to two-star strength." The white-haired auctioneer pointed to the bottle of medicine, and said with a smile.

　　 Ningluo's eyes moved slightly.

　　 That's right, this is the blue pattern pill he refined.

　　 Ningluo is now a fifth-rank alchemist, and the fifth-rank pill can be refined at will.

　　 This four-pin pill is available in Ningluo's entire storage space.

　　 Therefore, in Douluo Continent, as long as you become a pharmacist, you are not short of money.

　　 As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, there was a commotion in the auction room, and countless people looked at the jade bottle in the silver plate with hot eyes.

　　 "Of course, since you have heard of the name of the blue spirit pill, you must be aware of some of its negative effects."

　　 The auctioneer smiled, and a cunning flashed in his eyes. He didn't say too clearly about the backlash effect of the Qingling Pill. He just vaguely passed it, and then he waved his hand: "The auction reserve price, three hundred and thirty thousand!"

　　 "Three hundred and four hundred thousand!" As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, someone in the back seat shouted loudly.

　　 "Three hundred and fifty thousand!" There are obviously many people who are interested in these two-patterned blue spirit pills, so in less than a minute, the previous bid price was overtaken.

　　 Ning Luo sat quietly in the chair, crossing her fingers, hearing the increasing price that kept ringing in her ears, a faint smile appeared involuntarily.

　　 voices kept ringing.

　　 Finally, someone increased the fare to 480,000!

　　 Ning Luo smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, which was somewhat unexpected.

　　 "Five-five-five thousand." Just when the price stayed at 490,000, a slightly cold, lazy voice finally sounded in the front row.

　　 Ning Luo looked up and saw that it was the price quoted by the Young Blood Sect Master!

Chapter 196 Heavenly Snake Mansion!

　　 Hearing this suddenly soaring the price of 60,000, Ning Luo raised his head slightly, and his slightly surprised eyes stayed on the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect, and muttered in his heart: "He is also interested in the Qingling Pill?"

　　 Blood Sect Young Master’s bid, Lima made the noisy auction room much quieter. Some people who had originally planned to raise prices again looked at each other and sat down unwillingly.

　　Who would dare to make a bid with the Blood Sect Sect Master, isn’t this looking for death?

　　 "Five hundred sixty thousand."

　　 However, just when Ning Luo thought the price would stop at five hundred and fifty thousand, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

　　'S eyes moved along the call, and finally stopped at a middle-aged man in a skull gray robe in the front row. He raised his brows and muttered in his heart: "The people of the black skull tomb..."

　　 Black Skull Tomb is also a side in the Black Horn domain that is not weak. It is said that the exercises practiced are also quite strange, and the attributes are also biased towards the rare dark attributes, so although the number of people in the tomb is small.

　　 But all of them are elites, and they are in constant conflict with the blood sect on weekdays, but they are suppressed by the leaders on both sides, so they have not really fought.

　　 Hearing someone bidding, the eyes of the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect suddenly became gloomy and cold. He tilted his head and glanced at the dull-faced middle-aged man, sneered, and said: "Five hundred and eighty thousand."

　　 "Five-nine-nine million." The middle-aged man still shouted without any haste.

　　 The eyes of the audience were all focused on these two people, some of the forces in the front row did not step in, but looked with interest to see where the two of them could mention the price.

"Young Sect Master, a two-patterned blue spirit pill, half a million is already at the top, if you add it, it will be a bit of a loss, and we have to leave funds for the final fight." The lord still wants to increase the price, the old man beside him hurriedly whispered.

　　 "Six hundred thousand." The Young Master of the Blood Sect frowned slightly, he groaned for a while, and reported the last price. He had made up his mind. If the other party followed the price again, he would abandon the bid.

　　 However, to the surprise of many people, after the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect shouted the price, the expressionless middle-aged man did not speak again, retracted his chair, and a touch of sarcasm appeared on his stupid face.

The middle-aged man’s actions made Fan Ling, the young master of the blood sect, startled for a moment, and then he seemed to understand something, a gloomy corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Very well, this Moorhan, let me deal with it, and I want him to taste it. The pain of running out of blood."

"Haha, Sect Master Fan Ling offered a 600,000 gold coin, is there anyone else who wants to increase the price? If not, then the two two-patterned blue spirit pills belong to him!" The white-haired auctioneer said about this price. Quite satisfied, he asked with a smile at the moment, but after seeing no answer, he finally knocked down the auction hammer in his hand.

　　 "Six hundred thousand green spirit pills, little guy, you are lucky!" Medusa said in Ning Luo's arms.

　　 "One hundred and two hundred thousand... a good price, these people take a lot of money." Ning Luo smiled faintly.

　　 "These forces are probably trying to eat black in this black corner area. Even if you pay, I'm afraid you won't get any benefits, kid, you have to be careful!" Medusa reminded.

　　 "Your Majesty, is this worrying about me?" Ning Luo's mouth raised slightly.

　　 "Who is worried about you! Humph!" Medusa said proudly.

　　 "Everyone, the next thing that needs to be auctioned, I am afraid that few people have seen it now. This is also a fighting skill, but due to the loss of the production method, it is now extremely rare."

　　 After hearing the introduction from the auctioneer, Ning Luo realized something in his heart.

　　 "Little guy, it looks like a blockbuster is coming!" Medusa said.

　　 Ning Luo nodded.