The auction will continue.

Except for Xiao Huandan's cliff-like soaring, the subsequent auctions have become somewhat ordinary.

But for ordinary people, they are dreams beyond their reach.

Ranging from several billions to as many as tens of billions, the final black jade intermittent ointment once again reached 15 billion.

No accidents happened during this period, except that Li Feng pinched a few mice in the sewer with his spiritual sense, the fifth worry did not appear.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

Everyone on the first floor exited, and the auction started again.

But the next auction is obviously much more formal. It is not so much an auction as it is an exchange of goods.

Starting from the second floor, everyone took out what they wanted to exchange. Someone would bid if they liked it, and no one would pass.

The first is a 400-year-old wild ginseng, taken out by a large family, and it should have been passed down for many years.

He wanted to change a pill that could improve his strength, but he didn't succeed.

The second piece is a basketball-sized meteorite, which cannot be refined with secular techniques.

Originally, the people of this family just wanted to try it out to see if someone wanted it, but he didn't expect to be exchanged for a pill by the head of Wudang.

Next, the third, fourth, until everyone on the second floor has replaced it.

During the period, Li Feng made a shot once and exchanged a Qi Gathering Pill for a bronze token. When everyone else was laughing at him stupidly, he was funny.

"Li Feng, what's the use of changing this token?"

Liu Yiyi asked suspiciously while observing the token in his hand.

Because the token in front of you is really ordinary, not only can't see any clues, but also full of rust, even if it is thrown on the road, no one will pick it up.

The same is true for Yu Fei. Several people have seen it in turn, and still haven't seen any difference in this token.

"Look at it with divine sense!" Li Feng reminded with a smile.

"Divine consciousness?"

After hearing this, Liu Yiyi was taken aback, and some of them were believing and suspiciously using their spiritual sense to poke toward the token.

It hasn't been long since the women stepped into Xiuxian, and they were still used to seeing things with their eyes, so they didn't find any clues.

At this moment, after being reminded by Li Feng, Liu Yiyi used his spiritual sense to probe towards the token, and immediately noticed the difference.

A huge stream of information poured out from the token, causing Liu Yiyi to frown.

"Body training? This is the cultivation technique?" Liu Yiyi asked Li Feng in confusion.

"Yes, you can practice the Immortal Cultivation Technique, and you can still cultivate to the late Yuan Ying stage, go back and bring it to your grandpa!"

Touching Liu Yiyi's head, Li Feng said with a smile.

This token records an incomplete Xiuxian Jujue, because the martial artist has no spiritual knowledge, so he doesn't know what is recorded in it, so Li Feng picked it up.

If others know that what is recorded in it is a set of cultivation techniques, even if it is incomplete, they may lose their fortunes in exchange for this token.

"Well, I got it!"

Liu Yiyi nodded solemnly, and then put the token into her storage bag, obviously she also knew the importance of this token.

With this token, as long as everyone in the Liu family can start cultivating immortals, within a few years, their Liu family will enter the ranks of the top sect.

Even in the end it can be compared with some hidden Sejong gates, even if it exceeds, it is only a matter of time.

"Xiaojia, give this one to my uncle and aunt!"

At this time, Li Feng took out another jade slip from his storage bag. This was a cultivation technique he had previously obtained in other worlds, and he could only practice it until the late Yuan Ying.

Since this precedent has been set, he has not favored one or the other.

"Well, thank you!"

Qian Xiaojia nodded, and also solemnly accepted the jade slip.

"Silly girl, why thank you!"

Pulling Qian Xiaojia's white palm, Li Feng smiled and said.

Since Qian Xiaojia followed him, he hasn't cared much about her, which also made him feel a little guilty.

"Well, watch the auction!"

As if he knew Li Feng's mind, Qian Xiaojia smiled and shook Li Feng's palm, and said empathetically.

"Okay! Watch the auction!"

Nodded, Li Feng didn't say much, and turned his head to the hall.

At this time, in the hall, a three-foot green front was floating, the sword body was gleaming, and a sharp sword aura came out.

"Inferior spirit weapon, not bad!"

With a soft murmur, Li Feng nodded to himself.

This secular world can come up with a low-grade spiritual weapon for auction, and it is definitely not a simple school to come to this Wudang school.

"Ok?"

Suddenly Li Feng seemed to think of something, and his brows frowned uncontrollably.

It stands to reason that since there are no immortal cultivators in this ordinary world, it is impossible for a spiritual weapon to appear.

But this spiritual tool just appeared in front of you. Now that the spiritual tools appeared, where did the cultivator go?

There have always been myths and legends in the history of the Dragon Kingdom, Pangu, Nuwa, Monkey King, Tathagata Buddha, where did these people go?

Since even ghosts, monsters, and warriors have appeared in the world, he believes that those things in history are definitely not fiction.

Even if it is a bit exaggerated, but these people absolutely exist, then where did these people go?

What is the reason for them to disappear into the long river of history?

"Huh? Coming!"

Suddenly Li Feng's eyes lit up and he turned his head to look at the sky in the distance. Just as he was thinking about a problem, five figures appeared in his divine consciousness.

"What's coming?"

Qian Xiaojia looked at Li Feng with some suspicion. The women followed his gaze and looked out the window ~lightnovelpub.net~, but only saw a dark area and saw nothing.

"Nothing, I'll pay attention to protect myself later!"

Looking at the women, Li Feng slowly said.

In his divine sense, there are five people coming from the sky. In this secular world, the only possibility with this ability is the so-called heavenly master.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes stared at a certain box on the third floor.

Is this what you call the hole card?

"Hahaha! There is no end, it seems that I am not late!"

Loud laughter sounded, and a black figure quickly swept across the night sky, and appeared in the hall in the blink of an eye.

"Dear old ghost! You are only here now, your shelf is quite big!"

Another voice came, and a dirty old man also appeared in the hall.

Then a few rays of light flashed, a monk, a Taoist priest, and an old man dressed as a nun appeared in the hall one after another.

"Amitabha Buddha, kindness, kindness! Donors, how are you doing these days?"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name, and Baoxiang looked at several people.

Taoist priests and nuns responded, and the dirty old man scolded:

"Smelly monk, what is good? I won't die if you die!"

"Amitabha, benefactor, poor monk did not mean that!" The monk put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ceremony to explain.

"I bah! You didn't mean that, then what do you mean?" The old man pointed at the monk reluctantly.

"Hey, all right! All right! Stop arguing! Where is the little guy in the door? Do you want me to invite you out?"

The old man who first appeared in the hall waved his hand impatiently, and then shouted to the upstairs.

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