"The rules of the auction, number one, anyone who dares to cause trouble in the conference will be killed!"
"Second, the auction items will be appraised and priced by me. You don't have to believe it, and you can't question it. Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
"Third, the one with the highest price will get it. Anyone who disrupts justice with his cultivation will be killed!"
Ning Fan's every voice was filled with golden elixir murderous intent, and countless demons on the first floor of the Ice God Palace were frightened.
Darling, is this really a young man? Could it be that he has become an old devil?
Ning Fan's grace became even more incredible in Lan Mei's eyes. She suddenly realized that she had always misjudged this young man.
Not long ago, she personally refused to marry Ning Fan. This was probably the worst decision in her life.
She bit her lips, her thoughts becoming complicated. The young man in white clothes beside her had just made a fool of himself under Ning Fan's murderous intent, and he became even more jealous of Ning Fan and gritted his teeth.
"Hmph, how could this boy be a golden elixir... He must be playing tricks on himself. Junior sister, just wait, the auction is over, and I will teach him a lesson to avenge his humiliation!"
"You are no match for him..." Lan Mei sighed quietly. Ning Fan's figure was unknowingly imprinted on her heart, but unfortunately, this fate seemed to have been missed, because her vision was really bad.
On the second floor of the Ice God Palace, Wu Southeast, who had been leisurely before, saw that the auctioneer was actually Young Master Qimei - the young man who captured the paper crane. He also saw Ning Fan's golden elixir murderous look, and his expression changed drastically.
This man is Lao Mo's apprentice, doesn't it mean that there are two golden elixir masters in Qimei City now!
"Hiss! Two golden elixirs... It seems that the plan of taking advantage of the old devil's seclusion to snatch the 'naturally charming' is about to change... That's all. Once the Dao Fruit is photographed, I will return to Tianli immediately and ask the elders of the golden elixirs to stand up for me. Ask for paper cranes to be sure!"
Wu Southeast decided to leave Qimei immediately after the auction, not knowing that this was a result that Ning Fan could design.
Outside Qimei City, Jianwei and Meiwei have already ambushed them. Once Wu Southeast leaves the city... Humph!
On the third floor of the Ice God Palace, three golden elixirs released their spiritual thoughts and looked at Ning Fan, greatly confused.
Is Ning Fan a golden elixir old monster who hides his cultivation level, or is he a Pulse-Pulse ant? That's all, let's see how this person hosts the auction.
The whole place was silent and there was no more noise. Behind Ning Fan, Yun Xianyang nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. He clapped his hands, and two beautiful maids each held a rusty copper sword and a rotten wood scabbard and placed them on the auction table in front of Ning Fan.
The sword is nothing more than a low-grade spiritual treasure, and the scabbard is nothing more than an ordinary wood carving with poor craftsmanship.
The Pimai cultivator can't see the way, and the second-level spirit-melting masters don't know what this sword is like. There were only three golden elixirs on the third floor. After a long time, I finally saw the outline, and everyone gasped.
"The weapons of the ancient 'Heaven'!"
They recognized the origin of the sword, but immediately shook their heads. Heaven is a title that is too long ago. In the four worlds and nine realms, countless old monsters are inquiring about the whereabouts of Heaven. Although this sword is related to Heaven, it cannot provide clues to Heaven. It is of little value and can be sold for a hundred immortal jade at most.
Everyone looked at Ning Fan, waiting for him to identify the sword.
But when he saw Ning Fan touching the blade of the sword with one finger, his eyes moved slightly, and when he touched the scabbard again, his expression also changed. After pondering for a moment, he said something shocking.
"This sword is an ancient heavenly weapon, worth one hundred immortal jade, but with the added patina, it could be worth ten thousand."
As soon as the voice fell, the whole place fell into silence. First, they were shocked and surprised by the reputation of heaven. The next moment, countless comments came.
"Ten thousand immortal jade! This is enough to buy Qimei City... What kind of patina is worth ten thousand immortal jade. Mr. Ning, you can't be mistaken."
"Even if it is a weapon from Heaven, what is its use... Heaven has long since ceased to exist."
On the third floor, two old Jindan monsters frowned and shook their heads frequently.
Ten thousand immortal jade... This is the price of a high-grade spiritual treasure. This sword should not be worth so much.
But another golden elixir old monster couldn't sit still anymore when he heard the word 'patina'.
When he heard Ning Fan's quotation, Yun Cheng's old face was obviously shocked on the crystal stage.
He knew the origin of this sword. It was told by the master of the Shenxu Pavilion himself. The price of the sword was almost 10,000. Moreover, the Pavilion Master once asserted that except for herself, few people in the Nine Realms knew about this patina.
But Ning Fan estimated the same price as the pavilion master... This boy actually had the same knowledge as the pavilion master...
On the third floor, the hesitant Jin Dan old monster, after pondering for a long time, opened the curtain, stepped into the air, and landed on the crystal platform with a numb expression. He looked at Ning Fan and said coldly,
"Fellow Daoist Ning, what is your basis for saying that this patina is worth 10,000 yuan... If little brother can help me clear up my doubts, I am willing to offer you a 'appreciation gift'!"
As soon as this old Jindan monster appeared, many people recognized his identity.
When they heard that the old man wanted to show Ning Fan a gift, countless demons were moved.
In the cultivation world, senior auctioneers who appraise treasures are required to receive gifts. But this old man is notoriously stingy, how can he be willing to appreciate others' gifts?
This old monster has white beard and hair, a face like a zombie, a golden crown and gold robe, and a "Guyue Golden Hammer" hanging from his waist. He is the leader of the Guyue Sect, known as "the number one weapon refiner in the Yue Kingdom" and "the top ten masters in the Yue Kingdom". Qin Zi fish! This person is very talented, but stingy by nature...
Hiss, I didn’t expect that even this old weirdo would come to participate in the Dao Fruit Auction. This Qin Ziyu has always had his eyes set high above his head and would not be too early to gain anything. As soon as he opened his mouth...
Is it possible that this sword really has a mystery and its patina is really worth ten thousand? Could it be possible that Ning Fan's valuation was actually correct!
Ning Fan faced Qin Ziyu, but he behaved calmly and said with a smile, "I can explain the origin of this patina, but I want to know what 'appreciation gift' you will give me..."
"That depends on whether this thing is what I need..." Qin Ziyu's zombie face was expressionless.
Ning Fan nodded lightly, "The sword refining technique is poor, but the patina has some origins. It is not real copper, but the blood rust stained by the blood of ancient gods and demons... The method of identifying 'blood rust' is rarely known. Among them One way is to 'turn fire into ice'..."
Ning Fan's words shocked everyone in the audience!
Is this copper rust actually blood rust? Blood rust enough to refine the best spiritual treasure? If this is the case, ten thousand immortal jade is not expensive anymore.
Qin Ziyu was stunned after hearing Ning Fan's words. This was the first time he had heard about the identification method of blood rust. A wisp of flame seeped out from the fingertips and burned on the sword body. As expected, the patina began to freeze.
This scene made Qin Ziyu 80% convinced that this thing was blood rust! There are still 20% that are not convinced, who knows if Ning Fan will tell lies.
His eyes flashed, and an ugly smile appeared on his zombie face, "Okay, okay! This thing is probably just blood and rust. I have been looking for this thing for thirty years, and finally found it. With this thing, I will be able to refine the best spiritual treasure. , Break through the Nascent Soul stage! I want this treasure of ten thousand immortal jade!"
His eyes swept across the entire audience coldly, his words threatening. It was as if anyone who competed with him at this moment would risk his life. The other two golden elixirs on the third floor shook their heads when they saw this. They were not weapon refiners. It was not worth offending Qin Ziyu for blood rust...
When no one bid, Qin Ziyu was overjoyed and immediately handed over 10,000 immortal jade, put away the bronze sword, and turned around to leave.
"Fellow Daoist Ning has outstanding vision, I admire him. Farewell!"
"Where is my gift appraisal?" Ning Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he sneered in his heart. It seemed that Qin Ziyu did not intend to appraise himself as a gift.
After all, it is common for demonic monks to not keep their word.
"Haha, it depends on my memory. I don't have any use for this scabbard, so give it to my little brother as a 'appreciation of gifts'!" Qin Ziyu slapped his forehead and laughed twice.
In the Ice God Palace, boos began to rise. Qin Ziyu was really stingy and gave the broken scabbard to Ning Fan as a gift. This is worth a few pieces of fairy jade.
Amidst the boos, Qin Ziyu couldn't hold on to his dignity anymore. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and took out a white storage bag and gave it to Ning Fan.
This storage bag is a low-grade spiritual treasure that can be sold for a hundred immortal jade. As a gift, it is still a little light, but Qin Ziyu still feels a little pain.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, deliberately frowned, took the storage bag reluctantly, tied it around his waist, and put the scabbard into the storage bag.
Shaking his head, he sighed, "It's really not easy for an auctioneer to accept a gift..."
"Yes, yes, it's not easy for anyone to make money... Hehe, say goodbye, say goodbye..." Qin Ziyu took a picture of the blood rust, and there was no more immortal jade to bid for the Dao Fruit. He had no intention of staying anymore and left the Ice God Palace directly and returned to Guyue. group.
Little did he know that the actual value of the scabbard he gave to Ning Fan as a waste was far more than the bloody scabbard.
He was stingy with Ning Fan, so naturally Ning Fan would not tell him the truth.
The wisp of sword intent on the scabbard has not been extinguished even after eternity... Just imagine, this sword is no more than a low-grade spiritual treasure, but someone used it to kill ancient gods and demons, and blood rust was born... The sword intent of the sword holder, Shockingly domineering!
Qin Ziyu has become a laughing stock in Ning Fan's heart because of his stingy behavior.
"Next, let's auction the second treasure..." Ning Fan looked indifferent, but he was secretly happy. Being an auctioneer appraising treasures for people and receiving some appraisal gifts seems to be a good business, even if everyone is as stingy as Qin Ziyu...
As long as he auctions a few more things and equips himself, he'll probably be all set.
After Qin Ziyu left, no one in the hall doubted Ning Fan's vision.
And in a corner of the hall that no one was paying attention to, a girl in a black dress with a veil on her face smiled seductively and looked at Ning Fan as if she was sure of something.
"Hehe, if you can recognize the 'Blood Rust' and the Yin-Yang Lock, they are probably on your body... The ancient inheritance is not as good as my 'Shenxu' inheritance, so what... However, the expression on your acting face just now was very interesting. …”
The enchantress's hair was pulled up loosely, and her breasts were full under her tube top. Her naughty smile confuses all living beings. She raised her little hand and grabbed it in the direction of Ning Fan, as if to hold it in her hand.
I just don’t know whether Ning Fan fell into her hands in the end, or she fell into Ning Fan’s clutches.
At this moment, an uninvited guest from the Taixu Sect, thousands of miles away from Qimei City, arrived.
But when the dignified ancestor Taixu, a golden elixir level old monster, saw this person, he actually bowed his head and paid homage.
"Have you found the person I'm looking for..."
"I heard that the Haining Ning family of Wu State once adopted a servant... but he disappeared..." Taixu Patriarch's voice gradually became inaudible.
