The ground floor of this ancient pavilion is very spacious, occupying almost one third of the street.

In the middle is a circular platform.

With this platform as the center, countless seats were placed around the pillars painted red on both sides, dragons and phoenixes danced, and several golden dragons were carved into the lifelike.

A variety of famous paintings hang on the walls on both sides, deep in the forest.

Dozens of flowers are fragrant and cover the entire first floor lobby.

Looking up, this ancient pavilion has three floors. The third floor is generally inhabited by 10,000 people and is not open to the public.

Along the column of dragons and phoenixes, the second floor is full of private rooms.

The above are named after wind, rain, thunder and lightning, plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum in various ways.

Xu Zimo probably looked at it, and there were almost dozens of rooms.

Following Master Wan's upstairs, everyone was arranged in a box named "Bamboo".

The space of the box is not spacious. There is a wooden table with a plate of fruit on it.

There are a few soft seats made of cotton cloth around, and there is a window near the aisle, which is specially used to watch the first floor.

The light inside is not bright, there is a faint fragrance in the air.

"Mr. Lin and you guys, I will arrange you here. If you have any questions, please contact me at any time," Wan Guanguan smiled.

"Trouble master," Lin Feng nodded slightly.

Watching Wan Zongguan leave, Lin Feng turned his head and said to Xu Zimo: "This time I brought the crystal from Zongmen to buy Tianzhu flowers.

Dad said, I can give you a million pieces of Lingjing for you to buy your favorite items. "

"Got it," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

With the passage of time, the seats on this floor are almost full.

And one after another, some big figures on the second floor also came up.

Among them are the red king Huangfu Xuan that Xu Zimo has seen before, and the elegant man and purple skirt woman when he beheaded the Qingjiao dragon.

For the time being, he did not know the origin of the other party, and he was too lazy to understand.

Regarding Lingjing, there are actually many in Xu Zimo's real world.

When the extinct Tianzong was exterminated before, and some other forces one after another.

Because Najie could not fit in, Xu Zimo simply threw it into the real world.

He usually doesn't need these, so he never pays attention.

Not to mention anything else, it is a monstrous gate of imperial ancestry, one emperor and two emperors, and the remaining spirit crystal is an astronomical figure.

When everyone was there, I saw a sound of "poo poo" on the high platform.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a bulge above the platform, and something slowly rose from it.

An old man wearing a big red robe came by.

The old man was full of energy, and his face was red.

The voice was slightly shocked: "Old man Wan Shiyuan, people who regularly participate in our Wanjia auction should know me.

But let me introduce myself briefly. The old man is the auctioneer at this auction today.

Let's say a few points in advance.

The auction is a one-handed delivery of money, any auction items as long as it is not a quality problem, will not accept any conditions of return. "

After the old man in red robe finished speaking, he saw a big wave of his hand, and the cover on the high platform in front of him was opened.

A red fruit lies in it.

"The first item to be auctioned, the dragon fruit.

This is the only choice for refining the flesh, whether it is a person who is below the Tianfu, or a junior who has just entered the practice.

This dragon fruit is worth buying. The starting price is ten pieces of spirit crystals, and the price cannot be less than ten pieces each time. "

As soon as his words fell, he saw someone holding a card and shouting, "Twenty Spirit Crystals."

"I have fifty dollars."

In the end, the dragon scale fruit was auctioned by a veiner with a hundred pieces of spirit crystals.

Others did not argue, but they did not have money, mainly because it was worth the price.

Unless you particularly like it, everyone will not be so stupid as to overflow too much to auction.

"This second auction item is a pulse technique.

Palm Ruotianbei, fist breaking mountains and rivers, the starting price is 50 pieces of spirit crystals, each time the price increase should not be less than fifty. "

As the old man's voice fell, the people underneath had begun to coax up.

The person in charge of these 10,000 auctions is very clever. The order of their auctions is from small to large, and basically the most expensive ones are behind.

And these cheap items are also very particular.

Whether it is dragon scale fruit or collapsed palm, it is not a valuable item.

But it belongs to the scarce type after all, those big people do not like it, but many ordinary people are like it tightly.

In short, the items auctioned here are basically scarce.

With the items being auctioned out, most people's money has almost been drawn.

The old man in red robe knocked on the gong on the high platform and said loudly: "This item to be auctioned next is a little special."

I saw a big wave of his hand, and a bell-shaped object appeared on the high platform.

"This is what we got in the battlefield of gods and demon, which is full of the power of god.

It's just that the bell is broken and has no effect. We auction it and we don't guarantee its quality.

Low price one hundred spirit crystal, every time the price increases at will. "

After hearing what the old man in red robe said, there was a sudden silence.

"This broken thing dared to come out for auction. Are they crazy about thinking about money?"

Someone whispered.

"Then no one forced you to buy it, in case you picked up the leak, at your own choice."

"I bought a hundred spirit crystals," came the voice of a man in the corner room on the second floor.

"Hundred Spirit Crystal, does anyone have to compete?" The old man in red robe continued to ask.

"Although we can't detect this bell, but in case of any wonder, hundreds of spirit crystals can't lose anything."

"Two hundred spirit crystals."

"Three hundred spirit crystals."

Hearing the old man's words, some people on the second floor shouted at random.

"One Thousand Spirit Crystals," Xu Zimo shouted with the sign outside.

Hearing this, some people who originally had a trial idea were too lazy to argue.

However, on the corner of the first floor, a woman with a hate stood there, still raising prices.

"One Thousand and One Hundred Spirit Crystals ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ Two Thousand and Spirit Crystals," Xu Zimo said again.

"Two thousand and one hundred spirit crystals." Dou Li's woman is still increasing the price.

"Ten Thousand Spirit Crystals," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said casually.

"You're crazy, ten thousand Lingjing buys a piece of junk," Lin Feng, next to him, couldn't help but stop.

"Why do you do so much? Dad didn't say that I have a million spirit crystals.

You just pay, "Xu Zimo said lightly.

As Xu Zimo's voice fell, the woman on the first floor seemed to be quiet.

In considering the gains and losses.

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