A mysterious scroll that was half burned.

There is no need to spend ten thousand spirit stones for a painting that cannot be refined even if it is a magic weapon.

All the smart people present were all smart people. The most valuable thing in the bridal chamber was his storage bag, not anything else.

Some people even maliciously speculated that this was an ordinary scroll. They were the first to discover the leader of the Sand Gang in the Barbarian Monk Cave. They couldn't know whether this painting was an ordinary scroll or a magic weapon, so they tried it with fire...

This is the real reason why this scroll was almost burned into a hole...

Look at his words: A painting that may be a magic weapon, but that may not be.

It's just an extremely ordinary picture, and whoever buys it is a fool.

But there are really fools.

I heard a hoarse female voice say again: "I want ten thousand spirit stones."

Bai Yunting said, pinching her throat and deliberately changing her tone.

"Hiss...is there really anyone else? Could this scroll be really a treasure?"

"It is indeed possible that when the monk from Damian Deer was seriously injured and dying, there is really no need to hang an ordinary painting on the wall."

"Maybe it's a peerless treasure..."

"It's just that I can't see it!"

...

Just as everyone was eager to try and the passion for raising prices was about to be ignited.

Someone suddenly poured a basin of cold water.

"Hmph! It's that woman again. She has to bid every time the filming is going to fail in the dark."

As soon as this statement comes out.

The lively atmosphere in the auction venue was instantly cold.

That's right!

It's that woman indeed.

The first item at the auction was the array plate of the Yongzhou Ziyun Mountain Mountain Protection Array, a piece of garbage that no one wanted at all, and she took over the 30,000 spirit stones.

The first item in the Manchu Monk Cave was an iron lump that could only be used to regain the furnace. She bid for it, and in the end there was a fool who followed him. She threw it lightly and bought the fool's 7,000 spirit stones back.

And this item is obviously a pitfall.

A big pit.

The mysterious woman bid again at a cold moment.

Hammered it!

This woman is just a tutor.

Who is fool with whom!

Wang Bohan ended in countdown, and the mysterious scroll was sent to the stone pavilion where Bai Yunting was located by the maid.

After delivering the spirit stone, Bai Yunting stroked the scroll with her hand and tried hard to suppress her excitement.

The Desert Barbarian Monk is a famous body-refining monk in Chizhou. He always rushed forward to fight with others.

If such a reckless man encounters a sword cultivator, he will be dismembered from the edge of the sword cultivator.

But the Demon Barbarian Monk was able to surpass the same level, and there were many cultivations of swords of the same level who died in his hands.

Bai Yunting reads a biography of the barbarian monks in a rare travel notes.

"Husband! Although his strength is strong, he has no wisdom. He has no use in the formation map, but he only knows the skills of trapping people. He enters the formation and fights, and defeats them with his strength."

This passage is translated as saying that although the barbarian monk in Damo is strong, he is a rash man. He has a formation map, but he does not know how to defeat the enemy with the formation. He only knows to trap people into the formation, and then rush into the formation to fight hand in hand, killing the enemy with powerful strength.

The Desert Barbarian Monk has a formation map, and the formation map can trap the golden elixir monks, which must be at the level of magic weapon.

Nowadays, all cultivators in the mortal realm are naturally impossible to refine magic weapons.

Three hundred years ago, the barbarian monk from Damian trapped the True Lord Puyang into the formation map. The True Lord Puyang practiced the fire-type technique. She burned through the formation map and escaped the trap of the formation, and in turn severely injured the barbarian monk. The barbarian monk was unable to escape. The True Lord Puyang consumed a huge amount of money and was unable to pursue him, so she returned to the Huolu Palace to retreat.

Bai Yunting stroked the small hole burned through by the flames with her hands.

Three hundred years ago, the True Lord of Puyang should have broken the formation from here. With his divine power, he only burned the small dots on the surface of the canvas, but did not destroy the entire canvas.

The barbarian monk of Damian Desert cannot understand the formation, and this magic weapon-level formation map is also covered with pearls in his hands. It’s a pity that his realm is low and it is impossible to refine this heavy treasure. The small gap in this formation map is probably only possible to repair it until he advances to the golden elixir in the future.

Golden Pill...

When Bai Yunting thought of this state, she felt powerless. Perhaps her ten thousand spirit stones were really white.

After the second lot from the Barbarian Monk Cave was sold, Wang Bohan stood on the stone platform and hugged his fists around him.

"Fellow Taoists, now there are only two treasures left by the barbarian monks. The storage bags will inevitably be fierce. It is better to seize the opportunity now..."

After Wang Bohan finished speaking, he raised his hand...

The body of the barbarian monk in the desert in the secret room slowly rose.

This is an extremely ugly monk with a strong body and abominable face. The skin on his face is like a dry earth, cracking everywhere, and a gray cloak covers his whole body...

Wang Bohan took out a dusty dust storage bag from the corpse of the desert monk, and put it aside in front of everyone.

"My fellow Taoists, the Damo Barbarian Monk is a famous body refining cultivator. If his body is handed over to the ghost-controlling cultivator, it must be a priceless treasure..."

"My fellow Taoists, I know that you are not ghost-controlling cultivators, but you can buy this item to exchange it with it. I heard that the Yongzhou Tianchi Alliance has merged with underground evil cultivators. I believe that in Tianchi Mountain in Yongzhou, it should be easy to find ghost-controlling cultivators."

"I can guarantee that if this thing is sold to Yongzhou, just one transfer, and you can easily make twice the profit..."

"Friends of Taoism, the third item in the Barbarian Monk Cave, the body of the Damian Monk, the base price is 30,000 spirit stones. Taoists can bid." After Wang Bohan finished speaking.

Shang Mingzhe sat upright and prepared to bid at the countdown.

"Thirty thousand!"

Someone actually took the lead in bidding.

"Thirty thousand."

"Thirty thousand two."

...

The sound of quotations is coming one after another, which is shocking.

All the smart people present, and the people in the Sha Gang are all doing business. Who doesn’t know the principle of buying low and selling high?

Before Shang Mingzhe started bidding, someone raised each other.

The penultimate lot that I thought would be disappointing was extremely intense.

Soon, it reached a high price of 150,000 spirit stones.

Although the price is high, Wang Bohan can still get it, but in this way, he can no longer have any delusions in the storage bag of the barbarian monk.

"Twenty-hundred thousand!" Shang Mingzhe gritted his teeth and quoted a price.

The fierce quotation sound suddenly stopped...

"The quotation of 200,000 is valid, I will count down!" Wang Bohan said loudly.

In the end, Shang Mingzhe won the Dharma body of the Desert Barbarian Monk at a high price of 200,000 spirit stones.

The last lot.

The storage bag of the monks in the desert.

Wang Bohan tore the storage bag of the desert barbarian monk in front of everyone.

However, what disappointed everyone was that the storage bag of the barbarian monk was only a piece of Buddha jade the size of a fist, and nothing else was...

"Uh...how could it be like this!?"

"Although the barbarian monk is a casual cultivator, he is not so poor."

"No! Awesome casual cultivators are often the richest, and they will bring all their wealth with them. One person is equivalent to a sect..."

"The barbarian monk has killed so many monks of the same level, so there are still some spoils..."

Listening to everyone's discussion...

Bai Yunting grabbed the scroll in her hand.

She knew very well where the barbarian monk's wealth was hidden, and it must be in the array magic weapon hidden in her hand.
Chapter completed!