Comprehension Dragon Soul

After Si Minglang made his bid, there was a short moment of silence, and when the auctioneer on the stage was all smiles and was about to brighten up the atmosphere, another young man jumped ahead of him by quoting a new price: "Five spirit stones and two spirit beads. "Si Minglang flicked his fingers slightly, but there was no expression on his face. He just glanced at the young man indifferently, and then turned his face: "Six spirit stones."

As if he was choked by the young man's stingy trick of only adding Lingzhu, Si Minglang felt a little bit angry. After the man raised the price of two Lingzhu consecutively, Si Minglang raised the price to nine Lingshi.After all, the auctioneer on the stage is a talent who can stand out from the crowd in Baibao Pavilion. When Si Minglang's bid came out, he became excited instantly. Sell ​​this treasure much higher than the starting price, and his score will be higher accordingly.

Bracing himself up, the auctioneer on the stage tried his best to find out words to coax the magic weapon in his hand, and exaggeratedly showed his praise for Si Minglang's boldness, seeing the young monk getting more and more elated , he winked at the bottom of the auction table.

Of course, this did not escape Ao Rui's eyes. He flicked his tail in Si Minglang's arms, and said via voice transmission: "This small auction is also entrusted, and they tested it with a full set." Si Minglang pretended that he had nothing I heard that he just added a little more to the price of the opponent's nine spirit stones and two spirit beads, and now there are ten spirit stones.

Beneath Si Minglang's angry expression was a heart that was beating fast. God knew he only had seventeen spirit stones in hand. If the price rose again, he might not be able to buy this treasure.

But at this time, the house was leaking and it was raining continuously. The auctioneer's partner had just quoted the price of ten spirit stones and five spirit beads, and the young man who had been arguing with Si Minglang had quoted the price of ten spirit stones and seven spirit beads.I don't know what kind of obsession he has for increasing the price of the two spirit beads.

It seemed that three young monks were vying for a small toy sword, but it attracted the attention of many people, because no matter how they looked at it, there was nothing unusual about this sword, and the scabbard on the surface was squeezed. Just drop the scum, I don't know if it is really a magic weapon refined by a monk, but it looks like a finished product made by mortals.

There was even a good-for-nothing man who was not short of money, and the onlookers were so excited that he added two more spirit stones in one bite, and another two to set off. Now the price has reached fourteen spirit stones.Si Minglang didn't make an offer for a while, his face was cloudy, he seemed to be hesitating for something, seeing that once he stopped, the other two monks stopped quoting each other, and the monk who was going to rob Si Minglang at the beginning didn't agree. I didn't speak again.

The last bidder was the auctioneer's partner. After all, he was still young and not experienced enough, so he got himself involved now.The second thing is to deduct the evaluation points later, and the most frightening thing is that if he refuses to buy this junk, he has to compensate the seller who sent it to the auction with three spirit stones. For someone who is not talented like him, there is no one The monk who pointed out, three spirit stones are enough for him to love for a long time.

The longer Si Minglang delays, the more anxious the auctioneer becomes. Beads of sweat appear faintly on his forehead. The onlookers who watched the bustle and bid up the price of the two spirit stones have already run away with a smile. , when he was about to hit the final hammer, Si Minglang seemed to be angry with himself, and now he finally figured it out, under his expectant gaze, he said, "I will give you fifteen low-grade spirit stones."

This time, even the cultivator who was only willing to add two spirit beads didn't speak anymore, and just watched the auctioneer make a final decision, and sold this small pocket sword to Si Minglang for twice the reserve price.

After handing over the spirit stones and getting the little sword, Si Minglang pretended to put the magic weapon in his storage ring unintentionally, looking a little annoyed and regretful, turned around in a hurry, Walk.

Xiaolong's consciousness is much stronger than Si Minglang's. He could even sense that just now, the young monk who had been making things difficult for Si Minglang went in himself after Si Minglang came out of that hut. , with a small bag of Lingzhu in his hand.

He is the one who sold this spirit sword.Ao Rui could even count the total number of spirit beads in his bag—after deducting the commission for the auction, the remaining amount was just enough to match what Si Minglang paid.

Before wondering what kind of treasure this little sword is, Si Minglang flicked the long and slender beard that Xiaolong had gradually grown. After Xiaolong restrained his strength and pushed his magic claw away, he calmed down a little, still unable to conceal his excitement. Said: "Ah Rui, you are really my lucky star!"

What this means is not only that Ao Rui has already helped him find two treasures, but what is even more amazing is that Si Minglang, who originally thought he would not buy anything, refused to let Ao Rui enter as his own spirit beast at first. There are only three spirit stones in the field, and they still have fourteen spirit stones.

But Ao Rui was very persistent, so he did as he said.Unexpectedly, the magic weapon he bought in the end cost exactly fifteen spirit stones. If it weren't for Ao Rui's insistence, they might have missed this treasure.It's okay now, they still have two spirit stones, and they haven't run out of ammunition and food.

When they arrived at their residence, in order to encourage Ao Rui to continue to work hard on the treasure hunt, Si Minglang filled his hands with all kinds of snacks or dried meat snacks. Made proud, rolled onto the pile of food, tossed and turned happily for a while, finally with a little pastry crumbs on his head, he said to Si Minglang with joy: "This sword is very useful, I didn't expect the 8000 There will still be people who will do this in a year’s time.”

Under Ao Rui's explanation, Si Minglang finally understood the magic of this sword - it must have some dragon blood to use it.The rust stains on it are all because there is no nourishment from dragon energy.The martial art of ancient times would specially make such treasures to absorb the dragon energy of the emperors in the world, and use it to suppress the luck in the door.

It's just that too much dragon energy has been taken away, which can't suppress the luck of the local court, leading to political instability in various places, and the life of ordinary people is extremely painful, which really hurts the peace of heaven. Like human beings, they bear all kinds of causes and effects. Over time, 8000 years ago, this thing was already rare.

Apart from the shortcoming of having to absorb dragon energy, once this sword is refined, it will be much more powerful than the dripping sword, and the dual attributes of thunder and water are perfect for Si Minglang.