Text] Chapter 214 of the auction begins

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The second hundred and four chapters of the auction begins

"Oh, this way" Xiao Hua nodded slightly like the latest chapter list. [Look at the novel ""

"Xiao Daoyou, I will wait, but since... According to the experience before the poor road, everyone in the bidding meeting, um, except for those who have not concealed their identity, are all appearing alone. Poor road... afraid or not Going with Xiao Daoyou," Cai Zhuoxia said hesitantly.

"Well, then according to Cai Daoyou," Xiao Hua nodded. He knew that there were some excellent Lingshi in Cai Zhuoxia's storage bag. It must have been to win something to bring back to Luyang Caijia at this bidding meeting. These are the monks' **, and Xiao Hua naturally knows to avoid it.

Later, the two slowly followed the monks who came in behind to enter the darkness of the group. Xiao Hua walked slowly, took the confused out and put it on, and stopped for a moment, then he walked out of the darkness.

At this time, Xiao Hua’s side was scattered and several monks also followed. Except for an old man who built the base period, he did not cover up the cultivation and identity. The other people were dressed in different confusions, which was Cai Zhuoxia, or Cai Zhuoxia. Just out, Xiao Hua is not aware of it.

In front of Xiao Hua’s eyes, it’s a big hall. A dozen children in uniforms are standing in different places with smiles on their faces. Inside the hall are a few jade, some of which are flowering. Lingcao, as well as some Lingguo, many monks are scattered in the hall, some whispering, some stand alone, watching the ink on the wall inside the hall, some are holding hands Lingguo or tea, shallowly taste the list of the latest chapters of the Dragon 1850.

In the four corners of the hall, four stairs lead straight to the second floor.

Xiao Hua stepped into the hall, and the face was a boy with a second layer of refining. The boy’s face was red and it looked very cute. The boy smiled and said: "Welcome the seniors to come to my bidding club's bidding meeting. At this time, there will be some time from the beginning of the auction. The seniors can take a break in the hall, or they can go to the second floor. Today's bidding It will be held on the second floor."

Xiao Hua nodded slightly and said: "The poor road is still on the second floor."

"Presidents here please." The boy raised his hand and asked Xiao Hua to go to the nearest staircase and said: "If there are any things for the predecessors to bid on the bidding meeting, then at this time, I am on the second floor. The cabinet has a special brother to receive the seniors."

"Good~" Xiao Hua said, walking along the direction pointed by the boy, a monk who had walked alongside Xiao Hua did not talk to the boy. At this time, he had already reached his front, Xiao Hua. Followed by the monk is on the second floor. {plain text update super fast "" novel}

The second floor is not the same as the first floor. In the middle, a slightly larger platform is suspended in the middle of the air. The second floor is divided into two parts by the platform. On this side of Xiaohua, there are a lot of The chairs are all facing the high platform. At this time, some monks have sat on the chairs. The other side of the high platform is a small room-like lattice. Each grid looks empty, but there are some The empty brilliance keeps Xiao Hua's eyes out.

The monk in front of Xiaohua went up to the second floor and walked straight to a row of young monks standing in line. The young monks were about sixteen or seven years old. They were dressed in four or five layers of refining, dressed downstairs. The costume of the boy is almost the brother of the boy downstairs.

"This predecessor, but there is something to bid?" Seeing the monk approaching, a young Yan Yuancheng disciple asked.

"Exactly" the monk nodded and answered.

"Please, please come to the seniors here." The Yan Yuancheng disciple listened, and raised his hand and asked the monk to go to an entrance next to him.

Looking at the monk and Yan Yuancheng disciple into the entrance, Xiao Hua held his chin and thought for a while, but thought about it, he could not bear anything in the space, simply no longer hesitate, and smashed the corner of the hall. Chair, sit quietly.

Xiao Hua closed his eyes and said that after a meal, he gradually sounded the sound of footsteps. The chairs around him were sitting, and the entire hall, in addition to the sound of footsteps, and the disciples of Yan Yuancheng. The words of the greeting, the rest are quiet, and there is no noise.

The bursting sound of "啪啦啦" seems to be that some bamboos have been crushed, and then there is a burst of ethereal sounds of sounds from the hall, lingering throughout the hall and writing the full text.

Xiao Hua knew that the bidding meeting had begun. When he opened his eyes, he was seeing the center of the front. On the high platform, there was a splendid milky white brilliance. It was like a layer of clouds, a little bit of it. Roll up to the top, and wait for the upper part of the entire high platform to be occluded, and suddenly with the treble of the music, suddenly dissipate to the Quartet, and at the time when the milky white glory dissipates, an old man dressed in a robe and a slender figure is there. Appearing above the high platform

The old man was gradually rehabilitated at the beginning, and his face looked thin and thin. The long sputum was somewhat white, and the two eyebrows hanged from the corner of his eye. It seemed to be much longer than the average person. The blue robes were worn on the body, and they could not be said. fit. The old man’s figure appeared on the high platform. He immediately rushed down the stage and smiled at the seats on the opposite side of Xiaohua’s seat. He said: “The poor road Ancheng ink is the slaughter of today’s bidding meeting. You are welcome. Daoyou came to my competition hall to participate in the auction."

At this time, the music was already small, and the whole hall was quieter. Only the voice of the old man echoed in the hall.

"As everyone knows, my bidding club will be held every month. Thanks to the love of your friends, I will send my treasures to my competition. Now, there are many treasures that you can’t think of. Appearing at the auction

"Of course, before the start of the bidding meeting, the poor road will also represent the Jingbao Pavilion to thank the bliss, thank the Qiqiaomen, thank you for the sacred geese... thank you for coming."

Ancheng Mo said a lot of martial art and family names. Some of the front ones were slightly sideways, apparently speaking to those separate seats. Until the end, they faced ordinary monks such as Xiao Hua.

"An Daoyou, or start quickly, the poor road can't wait." A big voice rang from the side of Xiao Hua, this voice appeared very awkward in the hall, Xiao Hua looked at his face, it was a fat big The monk, sitting there lazily, does not hide his cultivation.

"Haha, Zhang Daoyou... It’s really anxious. Every time it’s the first thing that the Taoist competing for, I don’t know... Is the Taoist friend able to do so today?” Ancheng ink does not seem angry, he will take a shot, a graceful figure. The woman's hand holds a jade plate. I don't know where to go from the high platform. The jade plate in the woman's hand is covered with a layer of silk, and nothing can be seen on it.

The woman walked to the front of Ancheng Mo, and went to the air in the air. The jade disk floated there, and she stepped back a few steps and stood behind.

"Well, under the urging of Zhang Daoyou, the first thing in this bidding meeting was taken out." Ancheng ink smiled and waved his hand. The silk smashed out of the air and revealed something inside the jade plate.

Inside the jade plate, there is a fist-sized stone. Under the light of the moonstone in the hall, it is faintly transparent and looks very strange.

Ancheng ink picked up the stone and held a few turns under the Yuehua stone. He smiled and said: "This is an empty stone, which is an extremely rare material of the refiner. It is said that the refining device When you can add this kind of empty stone, you can reduce the weight of the implement, just like the feathers of the birds."

"As for, there is no other role, the poor road is not easy to say, presumably, the refiners in the field have their own opinions."

"Well, this is a Taoist friend who asked me to bid for the competition, and the price set is ten Chinese spirits." Ancheng Mo finished, and looked at the fat monk who just said: "Zhang Daoyou, this is The material of the refiner, I think the friend will not be interested."

"It’s good to call An Daoyou know, it’s not uninteresting, just...the materials of these refiners are mostly three or five Chinese spirits. This empty stone is so high, so poor... Still not willing to be the stone in the stone." Zhang Daoyou also smiled and said that the full crossroads of love cross-free reading.

"Ha ha ha ~" When everyone listened, they were all happy, and all of a sudden, the atmosphere in the whole hall was warm.

"Since it is the first thing in the Jingbao Pavilion, the poor road bids for ten Chinese spirits, which is a jackpot." Xiaohua’s left-handed monk, who did not disguise his identity, shouted.

“Well, it’s true that there is a friend who knows the goods.” Ancheng Mo praised him and asked: “Is there a friend to increase the price? Every time I add a piece of Chinese stone”

Ancheng Mo's words fell, but no one answered. Xiao Hua bought so many medicinal herbs the day before, but only spent more than 30 Chinese spirits. This thing is only used in refining, who will be mixed? As a result, I have been waiting for Ancheng ink to scream twice, or no one answered, just in Ancheng Mozheng said: "Since no one has increased the price, then..."

A low voice sounded: "The poor road out of eleven Chinese spirits"

Ancheng ink looked up, and a monk who was confused and couldn’t see the cultivation was raising his hand in the distance.

"Well, this Taoist friend has an eye for the object, and there are eleven pieces of Chinese spirits. Is there anyone who is willing to pay a higher price? Just that friend... Don't want to add another Lingshi?"

The monk is also interesting, and he waved his hand: "An Daoyou, the poor road is just a joke, since there is a jade out, the poor road is still flashing."

"Ha ha ha" is another sneer...

Ancheng Moxin is very satisfied. Although this empty stone has not gone through several biddings, the atmosphere of this bidding meeting has been mobilized, which is still very favorable for the latter bidding.

"Well, if no one is bidding, this empty stone is the friend of the road."

There is silence in the field...

“啪” Ancheng Mo will take a shot and shouted: “Congratulations to this friend, this empty stone is a friend of Tao.”

The words fell, and the quiet woman next to it stepped forward, holding the jade plate with her hand and walking to the monk. This monk was not a neighbor, it was Xiao Hua who participated in the bidding meeting for the first time.