Xianhong Road

Chapter 207 Broken Boots and Scroll

"These rare objects may be valuable ancient treasures, or they may be worthless waste products, it depends on everyone's vision and luck..."

The fat-faced monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of bewitchment in his tone.

"There is still such an auction, and the value of the item cannot be determined. How is this different from gambling?"

Yang Fan had a strange look on his face. It was his first time participating in the auction of Yunfeng Treasure Pavilion, so he didn't know much about the situation.

After the fat-faced monk finished speaking, many monks on the field showed excitement and anticipation, ready to move.

Among these monks, there are actually some masters in the Foundation Establishment Stage, all of them have bright eyes, and they are obviously very interested in the upcoming auction.

"My lord, this auction method is strange. I don't know what results have been obtained in previous auctions?"

Yang Fan asked curiously.

Yu Wenlie turned back and said with a faint smile: "Most of these strange things are mediocre, and a few are indeed weird things with unknown origins, unknown uses, and inestimable value. I remember that three years ago, someone A ring obtained from the auction of five hundred spirit stones is actually a legendary ancient treasure, and it is said that its efficacy is very miraculous..."

"Is this really the case?"

Yang Fan also felt incredible that he could get an ancient treasure from here.

Ancient treasures are generally the best among magic weapons. They have been handed down from ancient times and are made of excellent materials. Their power is at least half, or even several times, that of magic weapons of the same level. Their value is incalculable.

"My lord is right. I have heard of related rumors. About ten years ago, an unnamed ancient book appeared at this auction. It was made of a special material, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. It's just that the words on it, No one recognized it. In the end, this unknown ancient book was seized by a mysterious person. While fleeing with the ancient book, this person was chased and killed by a high-ranking monk in Yuyang, and finally revealed his identity. It turned out to be from the monster clan Transformation stage monster cultivator!"

Dongfang Pharmacist next to King Yan said with a smile.

"No wonder these people are so excited..."

Yang Fan suddenly realized that this type of auction has the nature of gambling. If you are lucky, you might get a treasure of heaven.Of course, the end result is likely to be a mediocre thing.

"The auction of the first strange object is now on. This is a black book with strange materials, only a few twenty pages, but the formulas on it are mysterious and obscure, and even a high-ranking monk at the golden core stage can't understand it. The starting price for this item is two hundred spirit stones."

Following the introduction of the fat-faced monk, two beautiful and graceful female nuns soon presented a box made of transparent spar.

Inside the box was a battered black book, with a lot of dirt on it, obviously old.

"The base price of two hundred spirit stones, the auction starts now!"

The fat-faced monk also looked excited.

A black book that even senior monks at the Jindan period can't understand?

This immediately aroused the curiosity of the monks on the field, but many people were also very hesitant and did not intend to make a move.

Indeed, low-level monks like them are even more hopeless for the content of the formula that even high-level monks can't understand.

Many monks on the field tried to use their spiritual sense to visit the past, but the transparent spar box was obviously not an ordinary thing, and it immediately cut off the spiritual sense of everyone on the field.

"I'll offer three hundred spirit stones!" Soon someone made an offer.

"350."

The field was quiet for a while, and someone raised the price again.

A moment later, this unknown black book was promoted to a high level of a thousand spirit stones, and was bought by the Kyoto Yuwen family.

Yang Fan didn't participate, but he showed a weird expression and didn't speak.

"The second strange thing is a dilapidated ancient armor with many mysterious runes on it. The origin is unknown, but the material is quite hard. Even the spiritual weapons of the masters in the foundation period can't damage it. However, due to The reason why the ancient armor is incomplete cannot be used as a magic weapon."

"This dilapidated ancient armor starts at three hundred spirit stones, and the auction starts now."

The fat-faced monk blushed and waved his hands hard.

"Five hundred spirit stones!" A master in the foundation building period began to increase the price.

Yang Fan looked at the broken ancient armor for a moment, and his face showed a strange expression.

Due to the transparent spar, other people's consciousness cannot see Gu Jia's body.

But Yang Fan is different, he can enter the omniscient mode and observe in a very subtle way
"A thousand spirit stones!"

Not long after, this piece of armor was raised to a price of one thousand spirit stones, and its value is still rising.

Apparently, all the monks on the field understood that the broken ancient armor was made of such hard materials, even if it was not a strange thing, they could completely refine new magic weapons by recasting them with just these materials.

"One thousand and five hundred spirit stones!"

"Eighteen hundred!"

"two thousand!"

The materials of the broken ancient armor attracted a few refining masters on the field.

"Two thousand three hundred!"

"Three thousand spirit stones!!!"

Suddenly, a slightly fiery voice came, shocking the audience.

Everyone looked sideways, and the person who spoke was an extremely strong man with a mustache. His muscles were abrupt and powerful, and there was a faint burst of explosive power.

The most obvious thing is his hands, which are very big and rough, almost twice the size of ordinary people's hands, like a cattail fan, which makes people daunting.

"Tie Moshan, it turned out to be him...the most prestigious master craftsman in Kyoto."

Iron Moshan!Refining Master!

Yang Fan couldn't help but took a few more glances at the big man with the mustache, and found that the other party's cultivation base was extremely profound, and there was a terrifying physical strength on his body, and he was probably an expert who had stepped into the foundation building stage.

Three thousand spirit stones!

There was a commotion in the audience, and then calm again.

The refining master made a move, even if some people still wanted to compete, they backed down.

Thus, this dilapidated ancient armor was obtained by the master craftsman.

"Hurry up! Bring the ancient armor and let me see..."

Tie Moshan's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Soon a monk, under the protection of the guards, delivered the item to the master of the craftsman.

"Yes, this material is really rare, so hard..."

Tie Moshan stroked the texture of the ancient armor, couldn't put it down, and then readily paid for the spirit stone on the spot.

Three thousand spirit stones pushed the auction to another climax.

Afterwards, two or three strange objects were auctioned in succession, all of which were sold at unbelievable prices.

"The next strange thing is a pair of weird boots, the material is unknown, and they are a bit worn out. The strange thing about these boots is that whenever there is a strong wind, you can faintly hear a strange "whirling" sound."

The fat-faced monk said calmly.

Everyone looked sideways, the shoes were very worn out, the material was a bit soft, but it didn't look spiritual.

"The starting price is one hundred spirit stones," said the fat-faced monk.

"At first glance, I thought it was the legendary 'wind boots', but the 'wind boots' are not of this color."

Someone laughed.

"Wind boots? That is a powerful auxiliary magic weapon in the legend. It can almost double the speed of a monk, and it can even trigger a storm. Can this thing be compared at this time?"

"I guess this object may be an imitation of the 'wind boots', but it was damaged in the battle, and the spirit of the weapon was annihilated."

"Fellow Daoist is right. The key to this type of magic weapon lies in the spirit and formation. Now that the material is damaged, it probably has no value."

After starting the price for a while, no one wanted it.

"120 spirit stones."

After a while, a slightly hesitant voice came.

Everyone looked sideways, and it was the number one legendary pharmacist in Kyoto who raised the sign.

Yang Fan held up the sign and quoted a low price of 120.

120, which is probably the lowest price in this auction.

"Is there any other fellow daoist who raised the price?"

The fat-faced monk was a little unwilling.

120 spirit stones is really a bit low, but he can't help it. These broken boots are just like that, and they are also damaged.

After patrolling for a while, only a mocking gaze was greeted, and the fat-faced monk said helplessly, "In that case, these boots belong to Miracle Doctor Yang."

After speaking, he smiled at Yang Fan.

He has also heard of the name of the number one miracle doctor in Kyoto.

With a smile on his face, Yang Fan asked the monk who was in charge of the service to bring him the talisman and the pair of boots he bought, and he readily paid for the Lingshi.

Yang Fan put the third-level talisman "Frozen Cloud and Magic Mountain" into the storage bag, but looked at the pair of broken boots in his hand.

Although the boots were worn out and somewhat gray, Yang Fan could tell that they should have been silver.

After I got it, I felt that the boots had no spirituality, and they were also light, even lighter than the boots worn by ordinary people.

The material of these boots is also very thin, like feathers, giving people an uneasy look.

"Did I feel wrong?"

Yang Fan's face showed a look of contemplation. He clearly felt a very subtle wave of life from the boots. If he hadn't practiced such heaven-defying skills as the Immortal Hong Jue and observed it in an omniscient mode, he might not have felt this subtlety. life fluctuations.

Pharmacist Dongfang looked at him with a half-smile: "Why did Pharmacist Yang buy a pair of boots without spirituality? Obviously, there is no chance of repairing these boots."

"Does Dongfang Pharmacist know his origin?" Yang Fan felt that there was something in the old man's words.

"No, I just saw a similar magic weapon. According to my analysis, to restore this thing, the blood of the legendary beast is probably needed, even if it is a little thinner, there is hope." Dongfang old man said.

"Oh?" Yang Fan immediately put the object into "Xianhong Space".

Standing on the green land in Xianhong Space, Yang Fan pondered for a while, and put the pair of broken boots under his feet.

Under his thoughts, streams of life slowly poured into the boots.

After about one or two breaths, Yang Fan's mind moved, and he faintly felt the subtle life fluctuations, which seemed to have a tendency to intensify.

Moreover, the color of the originally dilapidated and gray boots seemed to be slowly changing.

"possible……"

Yang Fan secretly rejoiced, if the boots could have half the power of the legendary "Windproof Boots", then he would make a lot of money.

"The next strange thing is a mysterious picture scroll. The material is ordinary, its origin is unknown, and its age is long. But when the sky is full of stars, it seems that you can see the stars reflected on it."

The fat-faced monk introduced.

As soon as the object came out, Yu Wenxin, who was next to King Yan, changed her pretty face and exclaimed:
"Father, that's it!"

"Could it be..." Yang Fan looked strange, lowered his voice, and met her eyes.

"Brother Yang, this is what Xin'er saw in her dream... I heard from the man in the dream that this thing belongs to me."

Yu Wenxin said in surprise, her breathing was a little short, her exhalation was blue, her bright eyes were shining brightly, and she stared carefully at the mysterious scroll on the front desk.

(Second update)

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