If you don't have money to bid, you can't bid even if you have money, otherwise it is unknown what trouble you will encounter. Therefore, Murong Yu's excitement soon calmed down.

Seeing Murong Yu calm down quickly, Fang Zixuan beside him was a little surprised.

Because at the beginning, Murong Yu's agitated emotions had already been captured by her. At that time, she vaguely determined that Murong Yu was soul sanctified.

Only now she is not sure again.

"Is this guy not tempted?" Fang Zixuan was a little surprised.

"Is it because of the lack of money? Yes, where does he have money? He must be unable to bid for such things." Thinking of this, Fang Ziwan suddenly laughed.

"Murong Yu, are you not tempted to practice your soul practice? If you want, I can lend you money to take pictures."

Murong Yu glanced at Fang Zixuan faintly, then smiled slightly: "I am not soul sanctified, what do I want these things to do? Moreover, even the soul sanctification is useless. Who knows what the content of those pages is? ."

"Who said that a person who is physically sanctified cannot have his soul sanctified at the same time? Maybe you can be soul sanctified? That way you will be strong." Fang Zixuan said seductively.

Murong Yu was unmoved, but just looked at Fang Zixuan faintly: "I said Miss Fang, why are you so good to me? If you want, you can bid for it? I can borrow your light then. See how the soul is cultivated."

After a pause, he continued: "Sometimes I really wonder if you really like me? Why else do you treat me so well?"

Hearing this, Fang Zixuan suddenly became angry. She only felt that Murong Yu was too narcissistic and too annoying.

"I'm not interested in these soul cultivation techniques. I have to accept the challenge after the auction is over. Don't bother me if it's okay." While speaking, Murong Yu closed his eyes again.

Fang Ziwan is about to die of anger, how can there be such an arrogant guard and family? The guards of Fang Zixuan were even more speechless. If it was them, maybe they would have been swept out a long time ago, right? This guy Murong Yu couldn't even help with Fang Zixuan.

This is the same life as others!

Murong Yu was not interested in these pages of soul cultivation techniques, but many people were interested in them. In the end, it was sold at a sky-high price-directly traded with Shengmai!

Such a price makes all the big and small forces in Baiyang City speechless. Because of the value of those few pages, even the entire Baiyang City could not be bought together.

That incomplete exercise was taken away by external forces.

After this craze, there will be no treasures of this level in the future. But there are also some rare things. Pieces of things were constantly being auctioned at high prices, and in the process, Fang Zixuan also shot several times and photographed several things.

The auction lasted for a full day before it finally ended.

When Murong Yu woke up from his cultivation, the auction house had ended, and the people in the hall had almost dispersed.

However, when Murong Yu appeared at the gate of the auction house, Li Deyu and others were already standing there waiting for him.

"Everyone, are you so eager to give me the high-grade holy artifacts?" Seeing Li Deyu and others, Murong Yu showed a bright smile on his face, his expression extremely relaxed. It seems that Li Deyu and others are not in the eyes at all. Even, they just regarded them as gift-giving boys.

"Stop talking nonsense, go out of town now." Li Deyu stood up, his eyes full of disdain and looked at Murong Yu. In his eyes, Murong Yu was already a dead person. He would never allow a dead person to continue to stand in front of him.

"Li Deyu, there is a first come first in everything, otherwise you and I will do it first?" Yuwenzhen stepped forward a few steps uncomfortably, looking at Li Deyu with a bad expression.

Murong Yu looked impatient: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, I want to see the high-grade holy artifacts in your hands. Otherwise, where do you come from?"

"It's easy to say." Li Deyu smiled faintly, grasping voluntarily with big hands, and the next moment a mirror emitting a faint light appeared in his hand.

"The Mirror of Hundred Refined Lights, a high-grade holy artifact." Li Deyu said proudly. This high-grade holy artifact was obtained by him accidentally before, and its power is extremely terrifying, but it is his private holy artifact.

"This is a high-grade holy artifact? The aura it exudes is not even as good as a middle-grade holy artifact, Li Deyu, don't be funny."

Before Murong Yu came to speak in a hurry, Yuwen Town, who was opposite Li Deyu, laughed out loud.

"Idiot, what do you know? Although the breath of the Hundred Years Mirror is not strong. It is not even powerful! But it has a special function-it is a soul sacred artifact! If you don't believe it, you can Come and try." Li Deyu looked at Yuwenzhen with a look like a soil bun, with a mocking expression on his face.

While speaking, Li Deyu also input a trace of power into the Bailian Mirror. Suddenly, the faint light of the mirror began to hesitate.

At this moment, the souls of everyone present could not help but be shocked. A breath of danger enveloped them.

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Everyone was shocked, and a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes. Although the dangerous aura was only fleeting, the Mirror of Hundred Refinements was indeed a holy artifact of the soul.

A sacred weapon that specifically attacks the soul. Although I don't know how much power it has, even if it doesn't have much power, it is extremely precious.

After all, if this sacred instrument was sacrificed in battle, it would immediately affect the enemy's soul. Even just a moment of time is enough to turn the tide of battle.

Seeing the faces of everyone, Li Deyu felt very proud. A bright smile appeared on his face. At the same time, he squinted at Yuwenzhen with a look of contempt.

Yuwenzhen felt unhappy, turned his big hand, and the next moment, an embroidery needle appeared in his hand.

Hahaha

When they saw this embroidery needle, everyone present couldn't help laughing. The loudest ones are Li Deyu, Zhou Xiuzhu and Wu Guangde. Even Fang Ziyu couldn't help but chuckle.

Yuwenzhen's face blushed, and a big man like him was holding an embroidery needle in his hand—it really made him feel embarrassed. But this is not an embroidery needle, but a high-grade sacred artifact.

"Yuwenzhen, when did you change sex? Are you planning to embroider?" It was not Li Deyu who spoke, but Zhou Xiuzhu, Yuwen's enemy. Zhou Xiuzhu's face flushed with a smile at this time, holding his belly in both hands.

"A group of soil buns, it's okay to say that you have no knowledge. Is this an embroidery needle? I tell you, this needle is called a dragon bone inflammation needle! It is made from dragon bones through sacrifice."

While speaking, Yuwenzhen poured his strength into the dragon bone inflammation needle.

boom!

The Dragon Bone Flame Needle grew up instantly, like an Optimus Prime, emitting cyan flames all over it. An incomparable dragon's might came out even more, sweeping in all directions like a torrent.

At this moment, everyone's souls were stinging like they were madly pierced by billions of needles!

"The Dragon Bone Flame Needle is specifically aimed at the soul. It is much stronger than your Rao Shizi Bailian Mirror. But it has a shortcoming." At this point, Yuwenzhen looked a little embarrassed.

"What's the shortcoming?" Murong Yu asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"The Dragon Bone Flame Needle needs a tremendous amount of power to activate. The Ninth-Order Great Sage's full urge can only make the Dragon Bone Flame Needle explode with two breaths of power.

Murong Yu looked at Yuwen Town with a look of surprise on his face.

Is this guy really honest? Still a fool? Doesn't he say that exposes the shortcomings of this dragon bone inflammation needle? When he uses the dragon bone inflammation needle in the future, others will be prepared.

If he is not a fool, then there must be other powerful sacred artifacts in his body.

"The so-called Four Great Masters are certainly not simple." Murong Yu said to himself.

"Well, since we both have top-grade magical weapons, shouldn't it start?" Li Deyu said impatiently, looking at Murong Yu's eyes with murderous intent.

"Not yet." Murong Yu shouted in a low voice.

"Little bastard, do you want to regret it?" Li Deyu's face fell gloomy, and his murderous intent splashed. If Murong Yu regretted it, he would definitely kill him directly.

Murong Yu glanced at Li Deyu with a disdainful look: "Why are you so anxious that you want to give me the holy artifact? But I don't believe you. Therefore, I want a notary public. I won't let you lose the account."

"I will lose? You little **** can beat me?" Li Deyu was about to be blown up. He was completely irritated by Murong Yu.

Murong Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, but turned his head to look at Fang Zixuan: "I don't know if you can ask Lord City Lord to be a notary? I really can't believe the character of this guy."

Fang Ziyu nodded: "I can't believe it, too. I immediately contacted my father."

Hearing Fang Zixuan's words, Li Deyu, who was already in anger, almost vomited blood. But Yuwen Town and others secretly chuckled in their hearts. The more Fang Zixuan is, the less threat Li Deyu poses to them.

"No, I will be your notary." Just when Fang Zixuan was about to contact Fang Tianhe, a voice rang in everyone's ears, but no one appeared.

"Okay, the city lord has also come forward. Little bastard, what else do you have to say? If you have no last words, then come out and die." While speaking, Li Deyu had already risen into the air and flew towards the outside of the city.

Murong Yu smiled faintly, and also rose into the sky: "I have never been too slow to give a treasure. You have given me a long experience."

"Little bastard, if I don't kill you, I will swear I will not be a man!" Li Deyu gritted his teeth, full of murderous aura. Even, he had the urge to kill Murong Yuge immediately.