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Chapter 127: The Magic Weapon of the Battleship (I)


Chu He speculated that he was a body refiner because he knew that body refiners temper themselves and control every detail.

Controlling the breath is nothing more than a natural reaction and not artificial.

Just that familiar feeling, where did it come from, and when did I know such a powerful body refiner?

Before Chu He could continue to guess, the auction had already begun: suddenly, with the Eight Immortals Table as the midpoint, a clear light shield appeared in a one-foot radius, like a transparent cage covering the Eight Immortals Table. , the other protective shields also became much lighter at this time, allowing the eyes of the surrounding people to clearly see what was going on inside.

Undoubtedly, the layer of clear light rising from behind should be more powerful than the previous layers of magic light.

Then there was a flash of white light in the clear light mask, and a middle-aged man with a long beard appeared behind the Eight Immortals table.

This man's face was a bit old, with a few strands of long beard under his chin, and he looked a bit thin.

This person appeared suddenly, and no one present was aware of it beforehand.

If he didn't have the magical power of an immortal, he would have borrowed a teleportation array or something like that.

There was a flash of white light just now, the runes under the man's feet were bright, and ripples in the space were surging.

Chu He guessed that he used the teleportation array to appear.

If someone with his abilities as an immortal still wants Jiang Zun to condescend to come to a place like this to earn that hard-earned money, that would be a complete absurdity.

The middle-aged man with a long beard raised his hand respectfully and said: "Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming and supporting me.

I am Feng Liu, the deputy director of Fang City.

I am honored to be able to host this auction today."

"The bidding will start now, and the price increase for each item is in units of hundreds.

The first item today is the flying sword magic weapon.

It is called Blue Crystal, a middle-grade one.

It is made of thousand-year-old snow crystal mixed with several kinds of dark iron. , the starting price is nine hundred high-grade spirit stones."

After saying this, the long-bearded middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, and saw a flash of blue light, a cold air, and a flying sword with flowing light appeared on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Half a foot.

Chu He's eyes flickered slightly.

He was captured by the glorious light of this flying sword.

From his perspective, he felt that this flying sword was definitely a good thing.

Even if the flying snow sword in his body could regain its original power, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as good as it was.

If you get such a flying sword, it goes without saying.

The power of my Xuan Bing Sword Intent has increased a lot.

After all, the flying snow in my hand cannot even be counted as a low-grade magic weapon.

For me who has entered the real person realm, it is really not suitable for me. .

However, although Chu He was very interested, he came here for the battleship and watched them bid calmly from the side.

Moreover, he didn't know the price of the battleship.

It's best to hold the spirit stone tightly and take action at the critical moment.

What he was still thinking about was to find Wen Ruofei and other masters from Fuqi Hall in the future to see if they could add some ingredients to restore Feixue's grade.

Feng Liu's voice fell.

The voices of argument arose: "One thousand" and "Twelve hundred" This place is worthy of being a gathering of distinguished guests.

There are high-grade magic weapons at every turn, and thousands of high-grade spiritual stones can be seen from the mouth.

It is really incomparable.

Thinking of this, Chuhe couldn't help but touch the storage ring on his hand.

He secretly thought: I thought I was a rich man with a lot of money, but today I realized that spiritual stones can also be spent like this. certainly.

Calculated in terms of other materials, the value of his whole body was far more than this mere thousand high-grade spiritual stones.

It was the first time that Gu Han saw such a lavish auction, and he was dumbfounded and shocked.

He kept muttering to Chuhe.

But Shi Fifteen was very disdainful and shouted in Chu He's soul: The auction is coming now, it's too much for me, so hurry up and leave.

Chuhe always ignored its bragging for the first time.

There were two people competing for the flying sword.

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After taking turns raising the price, this middle-grade flying sword was quickly won by a thin masked man for a price of 1,600 pieces.

When the thin masked man's companions saw his success, they immediately congratulated him.

However, when Chu He heard the voice, he felt a little familiar.

He couldn't help but take another look at the masked man who made the noise.

He felt that his figure was also familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

It shouldn't be a good thing to meet people you know here.

At the very least, they are not from Qingling Mountain.

Now Qingling Mountain is in Qingzhou and is the enemy of everyone in the world.

Then the auction of the second magic weapon began, and Chu He gave up his pursuit and turned his attention.

Meeting an enemy in the Chongqi City is not a terrible thing.

In the city, no matter whether it is a real person or a real king, no one dares to break the rules.

After all, there is a giant like the Chiyang Sect weighing on them.

Unfortunately, the next few items were all attack magic weapons, not flying swords, and had nothing to do with the attributes of water and fire.

They did not match Chu He's appetite, which made him a little uninterested.

The transaction prices of these magic weapons are more than a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, and they cost a lot of money.

However, the magic weapons auctioned here are all in good quality.

None of them are produced by small workshops or low-level weapon refiners, and there are very few flaws.

This also proves what Ming Huan said: everything is fine, and not a single one is bad.

After several magic weapons were auctioned, Feng Liu turned over a magic weapon with his backhand.

He instantly fired several rays of magic light into the magic weapon, turned it into a foot-sized one, suspended it above the Eight Immortals Table, and released bursts of cold magic.

Light.

As soon as this magic weapon came out, Chu He immediately became excited.

It's a battleship magic weapon Although Chu He's mood fluctuated, he remained silent and listened carefully as Feng Liu introduced the magic weapon.

"Mid-grade warship magic weapon.

The hull is made of thousands of years of black iron and blue-grained steel after three rounds of fire.

There are seven middle- and high-level talismans including the Floating Cloud Formation, the Wind Control Formation, the Fire Shield Formation, and the Great Golden Light Formation.

There are a total of sixty-six thirty-six low-grade treasure-level vitality cannons and six low-grade golden arrow treasure crossbows in the formation.

This magic weapon comes from the Heavy Weapon Pavilion of our sect, and its quality is guaranteed.

It is not from other weapon refining sects.

Please pay attention to this.

Point.

Starting price: forty low-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to four thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

"Hiss" Upon hearing the quotation, most of the monks present took a breath of air-conditioning.

After being surprised, they felt it was reasonable: Although this battleship is well-equipped, has integrated attack and defense, and is extremely lethal, which is very tempting, the starting price is equally astonishing.

Such a starting price is enough to buy three flying sword magic weapons of the same grade.

This price is still the starting price and cannot be won.

Come to think of it, only those monks who are wealthy and like to show off will buy it.

As we all know, without a certain level of strength, one really cannot afford to raise such a large magic weapon that consumes a huge amount of spiritual stones.

Moreover, this item seems to be a bit inferior in terms of practicality: using this magic weapon to deal with monks in the Xiantian realm, one shot can be accurate, but it will not have much effect against masters in the Yuandan realm.

For a sword cultivator of the highest level, that's even more negligible.

With the sword cultivator and sword light's escape speed, these vitality cannons are difficult to lock on.

Maybe a few sword strikes will cause this magic weapon to suffer a fatal blow.

However, the words "produced by Chongqi Pavilion" add a lot of points to this magic weapon.

The person who said "four thousand one hundred" was the monk who looked familiar to Chu He.

When Chu He saw someone raising the price, regardless of whether he recognized it or not, he raised his hand and said loudly: "Four thousand two hundred."

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Although there is a battleship magic weapon behind it, Chu He can't care about that much, because based on his own cultivation and wealth, this magic weapon is the most suitable.

That guy Ming Huan didn't disclose the grade of the magic weapon in the auction.

If the next one was a low-grade magic weapon or a high-grade magic weapon, it would be at odds with him.

It would be better to earn the one in front of him.

Seeing someone competing with him, the bidding monk turned around and couldn't see clearly.

The scarf on Chu He's face didn't have the Yuan Dan Dzogchen cultivation level.

Don't expect to be able to see anything.

Everyone here No one among the cultivators has this level of cultivation.

There seemed to be a ball of fire rising in his eyes, and he immediately turned around and shouted: "Four thousand three hundred" Chu He could see the anger in his eyes, but no matter what, everyone was at the lower level of Yuan Dan realm, so even if they were fighting alone, they wouldn't be afraid at all.

Not to mention fighting alone, even if there are two more people of the same level, the pressure on Chuhe is not very great now.

This is the advantage of possessing many treasures and superb skills.

For ordinary people of the same level, I dare not say that they will be crushed, but they can definitely be suppressed.

Therefore, regardless of the threat in his eyes, Chu He was determined to obtain this battleship magic weapon.

He didn't wait for the man's voice to fall, and continued loudly: "Five thousand" "Hiss, this guy is a disciple of which sect?"

"This guy is crazy, raising prices like this" "Tch, that's your ignorance.

Those young masters from famous families like this kind of tone."

Chu He called out the price of five thousand, and immediately several people started whispering in low voices.

"You..."

When the man heard Chu He jumping up and down to bid, he immediately became angry with him, and there was a lot of anger in him.

Chu He glanced around and saw that his hands in his sleeves seemed to be shaking.

The thin man leaned over and got close to the man's ear.

The man didn't know what he heard, so he raised his hand again and said: "Five thousand one hundred."

"Five thousand five hundred."

Chu He raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

Not to mention that Gu Han started to roll his eyes, Fifteen on his shoulder also started to get excited: "What a good boy, you are quite like me, you killed that guy with a spirit stone, what the hell, you actually asked us for a price?"

"Oh, that's true" "Hehe, interesting."

"At this price, you can almost buy two ordinary battleships.

Even if it is produced by the Heavy Weapon Pavilion, it is not worth the price.

This kid is crazy, too arrogant and stupid."

The atmosphere on the court became high again with Chu He's bid again.

In this way, bidding for this magic weapon seems to have become a matter of face between the two people, and there is no dispute.

Things like earning face are always something that people like to hear about.

Many of the monks present suddenly became enthusiastic, and their eyes came and went, all focused on the two of them. s: