Urban Super Cultivation

The main purpose of choosing this ship-shaped magic weapon for auction was to get Lin Dasheng to shoot.

As the leader of the gang, Situ Bo naturally took into account the concerns of other leaders.

Therefore, the people who chose to participate in the auction, except for a few crazy power leaders, were casual cultivators. In the casual cultivator, Situ Bo didn't think there were a few magic weapons that could afford this ship type.

In this case, it is easier to lock the target.

But seeing the time to announce the unsuccessful shoot came, no one was involved.

"Brother Situ, it seems that this person has not come."

Zhang Xiong stepped forward, frowning and said: "If he and his nephew have a grudge, he must know that this auction is held by my Weihai gang. In my opinion, as long as he is not too stupid, he probably won't choose the former. Come to the auction."

"Oh, I only think of this now. I miscalculated."

Situ Bo shook his head and sighed slightly.

What he thinks now is that if this auction is not held in the reputation of his Weihai gang, the other party may not know that he and others are the masters behind the scenes, and may actually come to participate in the auction if they think there is no danger.

But thinking about it now, the possibility of the opponent being in the venue is extremely low.

Suddenly, a voice rang at the auction.

"One hundred and one million middle-grade spirit stones."

"who is it?"

The people of Situ Bo looked like a frightened bird, and instantly locked their eyes to the direction of the sound source.

However, after seeing him clearly, Situ Bo smiled bitterly: "It was the predecessor who bid for the auction, but forgot that he was here."

"This……"

Zhang Xiong hesitated for a moment: "This magic weapon currently has no artifacts, and its hull is damaged to a certain extent. I can't control it at all. If the predecessor finds that he can't control it at all after being photographed, it will I don’t think it’s our ghosts and hate us.”

"what?"

Situ Bo was taken aback, then his expression changed.

He felt that what Zhang Xiong said was extremely likely.

To organize an auction, you must know every item in detail. If the item is auctioned out, but it does not match the content described at the beginning of the auction, then the auction will bear the brunt of responsibility.

It was hard to establish a basic relationship with Lin Feng, but Situ Bo didn't want this relationship to fall apart.

"1.2 million middle-grade spirit stones."

Among the monks at the scene, someone spoke up to participate.

Situ Bo took a look, and found that this monk knew him as a leader of a small power, and his own strength was quite good. It had a mid-stage fit, which was comparable to a leader of a general power.

Situ Bo has a certain understanding of this person. This monk is not suitable for managing a power. The reason for establishing a power is very simple, it is to make money.

Although Situ Bo was also trying to earn money, he also thought about the gang’s gang and the whole gang’s exhibition, but this monk was only blatantly accumulating money, which also caused him to have good strength, but his own power has never been able to show up. .

This monk chose to bid, and Situ Bo was not surprised at all. He knew that this monk should have saved a lot of money, and he was planning to bid for this ship-shaped magic weapon, and then went to Yanxuan Continent to exhibit again.

The fetters of the gang are not a problem at all for him.

"Brother Zhang, look at it. If there is a suspicious person with a lower cultivation level, please pay attention first. I will go and talk to Senior."

Situ Bo said in a deep voice.

"Okay, you go, we are all staring."

Zhang Xiong nodded.

Situ Boxun came to the door of the box where Lin Feng was and knocked gently.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness swept away, and Situ Bo was standing outside the door. He did not open the door and directly used the spiritual consciousness to transmit the sound.

"It's such a senior, the ship-shaped magic weapon that is being auctioned right now cannot be used by monks. The last time my brother used it to cross the sky, the spirit of the instrument was accidentally completely destroyed, and the magic weapon itself had certain damage problems. , So you must not participate in the auction, our brothers do not want to deceive seniors, so we came here to let us know."

Situ Bo said very sincerely.

"oh, I see."

Lin Feng's brows wrinkled indistinctly.

Situ Bo said that the device spirit was completely damaged. Lin Feng disagrees with this sentence, but Qianqian said that Jie Lei is the tonic of this monster weapon spirit. How could it be destroyed?

But Situ Bo frankly said that the treasure itself had a certain damage problem, and Zhang Xiong could not use it before. This also verified the idea that Lin Feng had been worried about before.

If it is really damaged, I am afraid that it will not be able to repair the monster weapon by its own means.

Moreover, Qi Ling didn't know when he could find it, and communicated with it to recognize the master.

The problem is that even if he recognizes the master, he can't use it when the monster weapon is damaged.

Although he was disappointed in his heart, Lin Feng did not show it. No matter whether the Chitakisuo was damaged or not, he had to take a picture of it first.

With a light cough, Lin Feng said faintly: "It's okay, my master recently lacked some good refining materials~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I saw that there are not many materials on the surface of the magic weapon, so I will be honorable when the time comes. Master, Lingshi, it’s not a problem."

Situ Bo was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth twitched one after another. He said that this person is really annoying compared to the other person, and the hundreds of millions of spirit stones are only to purchase the materials for this magical spacecraft...

While whispering secretly, Situ Bo was also thinking, this senior is already very powerful, then his master...isn't it a cultivating monk?

Thinking of this, Situ Bo was taken aback by his thoughts, and didn't dare to say anything. After a greeting, Situ Bo retired.

"This guy still has some conscience?"

Qianqian said ignorantly beside him.

"conscience?"

Lin Feng chuckled, "He just wanted to hug my thigh, for fear that I would anger him after finding out that Qian Takisuo can't be used, so he came here to let him know. If he really has a conscience, Then he won’t put Chitakisuo, who thinks he has been abandoned and useless, to auction.

"This... Brother Lin, what you said makes sense, it seems to be the same thing."

Qianqianxiu frowned slightly, and shook her head to indicate confusion.

Then she seemed to think of something, Qianqian's face collapsed: "Brother Lin, if Chitakisuo is really damaged, we can't fix it at all."

"There is no way to think of a way, if there is really no way, it doesn't matter, but Chitakisuo is something you can meet and not ask for. Once we find a way to fix it, what should we do if Chitakisuo is gone? So now Let's bid down."

Lin Feng groaned briefly: "Qianqian, isn't it true that there is no record of how to repair monster weapons in your snake clan's ancient books?"

"It is recorded, but it is useless at all."

Qianqian said with some distress.

Happy April Fools’ Day everyone.

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