A journey to the heavens starting from the Red Mansion

After the climax of Thunderbolt Skywing from the beginning to the present, the early and middle period ended, the subsequent auctions entered a period of low ebb.

Although the auctioned items were still auctioned at a reasonable price, compared with the previous large number, it was undoubtedly difficult for people to be surprised.

"coming."

Lin Yao, who was leaning against the chair, suddenly straightened his back, causing the little medical fairy and Qing Lin beside him to turn their heads and look at him strangely.

I don’t understand why Lin Yao, who has been careless since his flying fighting skills, suddenly became energetic?

On the auction stage.

"Haha, the next thing to be auctioned is a little strange, because even we don't understand what it does.

However, after much analysis at our auction, this is like some kind of unknown treasure map. "

The white-haired auctioneer bent over and took out a silver plate. He carefully opened the brocade cloth on the silver plate and took out a tattered piece of ancient cloth.

The Little Medical Fairy and Qing Lin followed Lin Yaoruo's thoughtful gaze and looked at the ancient piece of cloth in the auction house.

Then he looked at Lin Yao in unison.

"A Yao."

"Brother Lin Yao."

Lin Yao nodded slightly and said softly: "It's really good that he showed up."

At the auction site, in order to highlight the value of the residual picture, the auctioneer was very eloquent and talked about a lot of things, but the audience remained unmoved.

It even had the opposite effect. After hearing the white-haired auctioneer's painstaking praise, some people in the venue became impatient, got hot-tempered, and even cursed outright.

Hearing the "greetings" from below, the white-haired auctioneer remained unmoved. It was just a small scene, and these words could not hurt him at all.

The auctioneer is more concerned with getting the item to sell for a high price, it is in his interest.

Shaking his head helplessly, the auctioneer swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his dry throat and said with a wry smile:

"According to the setting, the low price of this rag is one hundred thousand gold coins. Now, let the auction begin."

As soon as the words fell, the huge auction venue fell into silence. They were in a stalemate with each other. No one was willing to spend 100,000 gold coins to buy an unreachable possibility.

After the silence in the auction room lasted for nearly five minutes, the auctioneer finally sighed.

Just when he was about to announce that the auction had failed, a voice suddenly sounded, making him feel relieved.

"One hundred and ten thousand."

A faint voice broke the silence in the stadium. Immediately, countless eyes moved along the sound, and finally stopped on Lin Yao in the middle and back row.

There was an uproar in the venue. Lin Yao had originally bought a lot of things, which attracted some attention, but they were all used by some great fighting masters.

But this time it was different. One hundred and ten thousand gold coins bought a worthless thing, which felt like being taken advantage of.

Many of them screamed and rang.

"There are really such injustices. Spend 110,000 to bet that you can get something good."

"That's right, spend hundreds of thousands of gold coins to buy such a thing."

"Hey, I guess this person fantasized about picking up a big leak, but he didn't know that similar things appeared in the auction house for countless rounds, and many people lost all their money after buying it."

Xiao Yu and the others reacted and looked at each other in confusion, staring closely at the piece of rag. They didn't know what was so strange about it that attracted Lin Yao to the auction.

Fan Ling turned his head to look at Lin Yao, who was wearing a black robe, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

For some reason, he felt an inexplicable feeling towards Lin Yao in his heart, like disgust and fear.

After pondering for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the ancient rags swinging slightly in the auctioneer's hands. He glanced at Lin Yao again, his eyes twinkling.

"One hundred and thirty thousand gold coins."

Fan Ling stood up slowly, stared at Lin Yao with cold eyes, and directly quoted his price.

Lin Yao looked through the brim of his hat and stared at this pale young man with a strange expression. This guy really had a plan to die and was anxious to be reincarnated.

However, the Pure Lotus Demon Fire Remnant Picture cannot cause any accidents, and it is better to be safe. As for the big forces in the Black Angle Region, they can escape the monks, but cannot escape the temple.

What this guy originally ate was all his own in the end.

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

Lin Yao leaned lazily on the soft back of the chair, and said slowly with a joking tone on his lips.

As soon as the price came out, everyone present was ready to watch the show. There was no doubt that these two people were at odds.

Lin Yao's reaction without showing any signs of weakness made the usually arrogant Fan Ling frown slightly.

In this auction house, apart from those forces that also had powerful fighting emperors sitting behind them, Lin Yao was the only one who disgusted him.

A hidden person with no background, after he made a move, he dared to bid directly with him, without even asking about the name of the Blood Sect of the Black Corner Territory.

However, no matter what others thought, Lin Yao still sat there calmly, looking free and easy.

"Two hundred thousand."

After staring at Lin Yao for a long time, Fan Ling sneered. It was really interesting that a guy from out of town dared to go against his blood sect.

"Young Master"

Seeing Fan Ling's actions, the old man beside him couldn't help but stand up.

If I had spent a lot of money to buy the flying fighting skills before, I would be forgiven.

But now he spends unnecessary money to be angry with others, which is really inconsistent with Fan Ling's previous temper.

"Sit me down!"

Fan Ling's face turned cold, and he shouted coldly at the old man. The flash of hostility on his face made the old man's heart shudder, so he had to shrink back.

"Half a million."

Lin Yao said leisurely, revealing his wealth and wealth. Gold coins are just numbers to him.

In fact, this is also the case. During the time when Lin Yao was refining medicine in the Snake Man Temple, he accumulated a large amount of elixirs through a 50-50 split.

Many of the elixirs were exchanged for a large amount of gold coins through the channels of the Miter family.

To put it bluntly, with Lin Yao's sixth-grade alchemist-level alchemy skills and top-notch elixir-making rate, one person can rival a snake-human race.

The amount of pills he currently possesses would be an astronomical figure if converted into gold coins.

At this time, the little medical fairy, Qing Lin, Xiao Yu and others around Lin Yao felt the tense atmosphere. While they were nervous, their faces showed inexplicable excitement.

When he heard that Lin Yao did not give in and made another offer, Fan Ling's expression suddenly changed and he said coldly:

"One million! If you don't ask where these cats and dogs come from, anyone who fights with my blood sect will not end well."

Upon hearing this, the auctioneer's expression changed slightly, but in the end he did not say anything to stop him.

He is just an ordinary auctioneer, and Fan Ling, as the son of the Dou Huang and the young master of the Blood Sect, is at the same level as the eight sects behind him, but his status is completely incomparable to Fan Ling.

There is no need to break the rules that restrict ordinary people. It is the best choice to shut up and be mute when there is a powerful force like the Blood Sect.

"The Blood Sect?! Is this mountain power famous? They dare to use their name to show off and deceive. Poor people, don't bid."

Lin Yao glanced at the auctioneer, shook his head, glanced lazily at Fan Ling, and said:

"One and a half million gold coins."

sizzle!

Everyone present took a breath, mocking the Blood Sect as a force in the backwaters, and scolding the young Blood Sect leader as a poor man, where did the dragon cross the river come from? This is too powerful.

Even though the members of the Douhuang force in the front row turned around and looked in the direction of Lin Yao with great interest, wasn't this person afraid that he would not be able to get out of the hundred-mile radius of Black Seal City?

The auctioneer didn't feel anything when he heard Lin Yao's bid. However, Lin Yao's arrogant and domineering words made this knowledgeable auctioneer's pupils shrink. You must know that for the Blood Sect behind Fan Ling to gain a firm foothold in the Black Corner Territory, in addition to being powerful, they also need to be ruthless so that no one dares to provoke them.

I didn't expect someone to provoke me today. I believe it will be lively in the near future.

"two millions."

Fan Ling's eyes turned cold, and his right hand trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing his anger. The old man beside him sighed secretly, and then looked in the direction of Lin Yao with a gloomy expression.

The whole place was in an uproar. For an unknown residual picture, the price was actually raised to such a high price.

"A fifth-grade elixir."

Lin Yao showed no sign of weakness and raised a finger.

"Elixir?! And it's a fifth-grade elixir."

The auctioneer on the auction stage was shocked. Every high-grade elixir was hard to come by, so he raised the price extremely high.

As far as Qing Ling Dan is concerned, the lowest market price for fourth-grade intermediate pills that reach the second-tier level is 400,000 yuan or more.

The three-pattern Qingling Pill has doubled, with a starting price of 800,000 gold coins.

As for fifth-grade elixirs, they are even more expensive. The worst fifth-grade low-level elixirs cost more than one million, and this is still the lowest price. Generally, the price varies greatly depending on the efficacy.

The price of elixirs for improving strength and elixirs for healing injuries are not at the same level.

Before knowing what kind of elixir Lin Yao was, the auctioneer did not dare to judge the price at all, and how much a fifth-grade elixir could fetch.

"No wonder I feel a little apprehensive. It turns out that this guy is an alchemist, so I'm afraid he really does have quite a lot of fire in his body."

Fan Ling's face changed slightly again, and he analyzed secretly in his heart, and finally his face became more ferocious.

"But this is not your capital to provoke my Blood Sect."

Many people thought that Lin Yao was an alchemist of high rank and needed to trade elixirs. No wonder he dared to offend the Blood Sect.

"You guys, the price of an ordinary fifth-grade elixir is not enough."

Fan Ling said coldly with a gloomy face.

"I'm so sorry. The price must be enough. The fifth-grade elixir I'm talking about is Dou Ling Dan."

Lin Yao had a smile on his face and said loudly.

"Douling Pill?!"

There was an uproar when Lin Yao said this, and everyone looked at Lin Yao. This was actually a fifth-grade senior alchemist who could refine Dou Ling Dan!

Except for the high-ranking Medicine King Han Feng, there are only a few fifth-grade alchemists in the entire Black Corner Territory, and they are even rarer among the various forces in the Black Corner Territory.

Now, everyone has begun to speculate on the identity of Lin Yao, the dragon crossing the river.

Even the little medical fairy next to Lin Yao looked shocked. You must know that half a year ago, Lin Yao did not know how to refine elixirs, but now he can reach the level of a fifth-grade alchemist or above.

Thinking about it this way, those pills were refined by Lin Yao himself.

And now we are getting closer to the Poison Pill method, and the promise from that day still echoes in our ears from time to time.

Thinking of this, the little medical fairy looked at Lin Yao with soft eyes. This guy is always working hard.

Qing Lin looked at Lin Yao with admiration. Sure enough, the brother Lin Yao whom he admired had actually become the legendary alchemist and reached the fifth level.

As for Xiao Yu, the three of them were all shocked. This was a fifth-grade high-level spirit-fighting pill.

Even if they have not been to Dou Wang, they still know the value of Dou Ling Dan. It is the most famous and most in demand among the fifth-grade elixirs.

This also means that unless they refine it themselves, no one will waste such a precious elixir.

Everyone looked at Lin Yao and thought that Lin Yao was crazy. He used Dou Ling Dan to buy an unknown residual picture. Is this the thinking of the legendary rich people? !

Even alchemists should not be like this bunch of losers. Refining medicine is not 100% effective. If you fail, you will have to bear the price of turning the medicinal materials into ashes.

Many alchemists lived very hard before becoming senior alchemists, which is really hard to fathom.

"You poor blood sect, do you still want to bid?"

Lin Yao looked at Fan Ling slowly, his voice was calm but revealed a hint of sarcasm, and his tone and words revealed deep disdain, as if he expected that Fan Ling would not be able to bid.

At this time, just as Lin Yao expected, Fan Ling's face turned extremely ugly.

Although their blood sect is not weak in strength, he cannot get the Spirit Fighting Pill.

Even if their Blood Sect had Dou Ling Dan, it would be divided immediately, and Dou Ling Dan had a very high strategic value, which could not be measured by ordinary gold coins.

As for using it to exchange for that unknown piece of residual pictures, it seems even more stupid.

"It seems that there is no one with a higher price, so so be it."

Lin Yao said slowly.

His arrogant attitude makes people very helpless, but he is rich, so there is nothing he can do.

Even though his face was hidden by the hood, anyone could see Lin Yao's ridicule hidden under the hood.

"This is the Blood Sect. I'm so scared."

"you!"

Fan Ling glared at Lin Yao. In principle, he cheated Lin Yao of a Dou Ling Dan by raising the price, so he should definitely be the winner.

But Lin Yao's unscrupulous words directly slapped him, the young master of the Blood Sect, in the face.

In this battle of emotions, he was completely at a disadvantage. He could vaguely feel the sarcasm on the faces of the representatives of the same power around him, which made him even more angry.

"No one has ever been able to offend my Blood Sect and still leave the Black Corner Territory."

With this thought in his mind, Fan Ling's face became a little ugly.

Moreover, the somewhat contemptuous glances coming from all around made him twitch the corner of his mouth, snorted, turned around and sat back in his chair, his face terrifyingly gloomy.

If it weren't for the fact that he had other things to buy, he would definitely fight to the end with Lin Yao. In his eyes, face is more important than gold coins.

"It's getting fiercer now. I lost a Spirit-fighting Pill here, and your Blood Sect will definitely pay it back a hundred times. It's like finding a force in advance to help."

Sitting quietly on the chair, several batches of auction items were exchanged on the stage, but none of them attracted Lin Yao's eyes.

His gaze lingered on Fan Ling's back in front of him, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

After the goal was achieved, Lin Yao ignored Fan Ling like a defeated dog and slowly closed his eyes and waited for the appearance of the earth-level fighting skills.

A mere Blood Sect, as long as there are not more than a plurality of Dou Sects, are nothing more than ants in his eyes. They are really looking for death in the hands of the Lord of Hell.

The auction continued. Except for a few precious medicinal plants, Lin Yao was not interested in anything else. He could go to the Blood Sect to get anything he needed.

Sometimes participating in auctions is also a kind of torture. Xiao Ning and others were very excited at first, but later many things were irrelevant to them and they began to feel numb.

As the auction drew to a close, a truly hefty auction item finally appeared.

It was a roll of fighting skills. To be precise, it was a roll of body-type fighting skills.

"Three thousand thunders, physical combat skills, level, low-level earth-level."

The auctioneer also knew that this was the highlight, and he got to the point directly, instantly causing the entire noisy auction to fall into silence.

Countless red eyes suddenly turned to the silver scroll on the crystal table, and rapid breathing sounded like a bellows.

(End of this chapter)