Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

, Full comprehension level: Sixty years of Jiange Guanjian

Han Muye turned his head and saw a young man in a white robe with a flashing blue sword on his waist, with a faint smile on his face.

"It turned out to be the eldest grandson of Fenglin Jianzong, Su Gongzi."

The black-robed old man by the wooden platform smiled, cupped hands towards the voiced young man.

"Is the eldest grandson also interested in this sword?"

Hearing the old man's words, the white-robed young eldest grandson glanced at Han Muye, then chuckled: "Master Suntu, don't tease, this sword is not a precious treasure."

As he said that, he looked at Han Muye and said, "This brother, this old man's name is Shisun Tu. He is a Rogue Cultivators who roam all over the world."

"He's used to watching people cook."

"Although this sword is smelted with gilt stone, it is not really that precious."

Han Muye nodded, cupped hands, "Thank you."

Changsunsu nodded with a smile, then turned to go elsewhere.

Han Muye turned back and saw Shisun Tu's face slumped.

"Young master is looking for a good sword?"

Shi Suntu looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face, then pointed to a few wooden platforms not far away and said, "I'll accompany you to take a look."

Han Muye didn't refuse either, and followed him to the wooden platform.

"This sword is called Xingxiu. When the sword is drawn, there are stars flashing in the sword. It can be said that a sword moves the Galaxy Cluster."

Master Sun Tu pulled aside the practitioners surrounded by the wooden platform, and said to Han Muye, "This sword is just right for you, son."

The practitioners around turned to look at Han Muye, and then at the sword.

There are a lot of people in this kind of business.

Don't believe it, but don't be offended, and your words will disturb other people's business.

Behind these solicitations, there may be a lot of power.

Han Muye stepped forward, reached for the hilt, and gently drew the sword out of its sheath.

Sword Ray flickered, and there was indeed a little bit of starlight shining.

Seeing Han Muye draw his sword, a look of joy flashed on Shisun Tu's face.

"Senior teacher, how did you decide that this sword is suitable for me?"

Han Muye waved his sword and spoke softly.

Seeing Han Muye swinging his sword at will, Shisun Tu's eyes flashed, and then he said with a smile: "Young Master Fengshen is handsome, this sword is shining with stars, doesn't it complement each other?"

Han Muye's arm paused, holding the sword forward: "This sword is three feet five inches long, which obviously doesn't match the length and height of my arm."

"Three-two-five points of star shining stones are smelted in this sword. In fact, the sword is extremely fragile, and it is impossible to fight against the strong."

Han Muye's words made the smile on Shi Suntu's face freeze.

The expressions on the surrounding practitioners were also startled.

A person who can tell how much spiritual material is mixed with a sword in his hand must have an extraordinary Cultivation Base in the refining process.

Returning the sword to its sheath, Han Muye turned and left.

Master Sun Tu hesitated for a moment, but kept up.

"What a good sword this Nebula Sword should be, it turns out that it is not useful."

"Indeed, I heard that this sword is still a fine product of the Cao family, so that's it?"

"Don't mention the Cao family, it is said that the master of the Cao family has broken his arm, and the inheritance of the swords of the Cao family may be broken."

From behind, there was a discussion.

Of course Han Muye knew that the sword was made by the Cao family.

It's just that the one who made the refining was not the head of the Cao family, but a disciple of the younger generation.

Because the grandson of the Cao family disappeared, the Cao family had to raise several concubines.

The refining method of this Nebula Sword is mediocre.

But three or two stars shine, worth 8,000 Spirit Stones.

After seeing several treasures on the wooden platform, Han Muye finally found a treasure that can be given to the ancestors of the Mu family.

It was a bamboo root.

There is only a two-foot-long bamboo root, on which the Spiritual Qi converges, and there is a hint of green in the golden yellow.

Green Bamboo.

A kind of elixir main medicine that can refine the pure heart Medicine Pill.

The vitality of this bamboo root is not scattered, and new shoots can be cultivated in the hands of Alchemy overhaul.

If a green spirit bamboo shoot can be bred, the value of the bamboo root can be multiplied tenfold.

The value of Spirit Stones is second, and the key thing is that it is a good ornament for Alchemy practitioners.

"Dangdangdang-"

The crisp small bell rang, a side door opened, and several servants in the shop in green robes stepped forward and invited everyone to the attic hall.

The auction takes place there.

Han Muye and Lin Shen walked over there, and Shi Sun Tu followed.

The lobby is spacious, with rows of seats arranged neatly.

There are also formations in this hall, making it difficult to detect the spiritual sense.

Many people who do not want to reveal their identities, wearing hoods, are already sitting in their seats.

When Han Muye and the others arrived at the lobby, Bai Suzhen led Sheng Ke and Shopkeeper He to wait.

"Senior Brother Han, do you have something you like?" Bai Suzhen seemed to have negotiated a good deal, with a smile on her face.

Han Muye nodded.

The shopkeeper of Yuntai Xiange has already stepped onto the stage, and the first lot has also been sent to the stage.

Han Muye found a place to sit down at will, Bai Suzhen chuckled lightly and sat next to him.

Lin Shen was about to sit next to Han Muye, but his teacher and Sun Tu approached him and took his seat.

Lin Shen glared at him and sat behind Han Muye.

Sheng Ke bowed slightly and stood behind Bai Suzhen.

Shopkeeper He laughed and sat on the other side of Bai Suzhen.

He is a strong person, and he is naturally qualified to sit beside Bai Suzhen.

On the stage, the shopkeeper of Yuntai Xiange began to introduce the first lot, the first one at the beginning, a good Magical Item treasure fan.

This Magical Item was attracted by many people, and the price was raised from the base price of 1,000 Spirit Stones to 15,000 Spirit Stones, and was finally photographed by an old man sitting in the lobby.

Hearing people whisper, which Sect's Elder is this old man.

All Rogue Cultivators are sighing, more than 15,000 Spirit Stones, who can afford this?

The prices of the following treasures were raised, and they were sold at two or three thousand Spirit Stones.

None of these, Han Muye is interested.

"On the stage, the shopkeeper shouted, raised his palm, and pulled out the long sword in front of him.

"Kuraga-"

Sword Ray shines with starlight, drawing a confusion.

Under the stage, many people's eyes lit up.

Master Sun Tu, who was sitting beside Han Muye, pouted.

"This sword is called Nebula, and the sword flashes with starlight." The shopkeeper shook the sword shadow a few times before returning the sword to its sheath.

"The reserve price is one thousand Spirit Stones."

The people below looked at each other, but after a while, someone spoke up and started to increase the price.

It's just that the bids were more cautious, and until the end, the price did not reach 3,000 Spirit Stones.

"The Cao family's swords are said to cost more than this price." Shopkeeper He, who was beside Bai Suzhen, said in a low voice.

When Han Muye chose swords from his gang Lu Qingping, they sold thousands of Spirit Stones.

"Swordsmen choose swords, and the first choice is to be handy and practical."

"This sword, luxurious and shining, is not practical."

Not far away, an old man in a gray robe spoke in a low voice.

Beside him, a young man in a brocade robe was about to bid, but finally bowed his head.

"The words you just commented on have spread, this sword can't be sold at a high price." The teacher Sun Tu beside Han Muye shook his head and said in a low voice.

"Oh? I don't know how Senior Brother Han commented on this sword?" Bai Suzhen asked curiously.

Master Sun Tu smiled and said what Han Muye had commented on.

Bai Suzhen nodded, and the shopkeeper He on the side smiled and said, "Mr. Han's eyesight has always been great."

Standing behind Bai Suzhen, Sheng Ke's eyes flashed, and he looked at Han Muye more.

Sure enough, someone in the front whispered about Han Muye's evaluation of the sword.

On the stage, the face of Yuntai Xiange's shopkeeper changed slightly, and then said with a smile: "This sword is a masterpiece of the rising star of the Cao family. There may be some flaws, but if you keep it for a while, it may double its value."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone from the audience said, "The head of the Cao family, Cao Anchun, broke his arm, and the grandson of the Cao family has disappeared again. Judging from the current situation, the Cao family may be in decline."

These words made Yuntai Xiange's shopkeeper on the stage stiffen.

"Who said my Cao family was going to fall?"

The window sill on the second floor on the side of the lobby was pushed open, and Cao E, whose face was frosty, looked down with a cold face.

"It's Miss Cao's grandson, and she's here too."

"It is said that this Miss Sun is the leader of the younger generation of the Cao family."

The discussion below fluctuated again.

"Haha, it's Miss Cao's face, this sword can't be refined, how can it be fake?"

"This sword is mixed with Xingyao Stone, which makes the surface of the sword bright, but it is actually fragile. I wonder if Miss Cao can admit it?"

Below, a loud voice sounded.

Cao E did not speak with a sullen face.

Beside her, several young people from the Cao family were blushing, but they couldn't speak.

This sword is indeed extremely fragile.

But this fragility also depends on what kind of sword it is compared with. Compared with ordinary ordinary weapons, this sword is still very advantageous.

But at this time, Cao E couldn't speak.

"Hehe, the Cao family, sure enough—"

Before the voice below finished speaking, someone suddenly said, "The price of this sword is 5,000 Spirit Stones."

Five thousand.

The price is almost double the previous price.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the bidding position.

"It's someone brought by Miss Bai's family."

"Which Miss Bai family?"

"It's that little God of Wealth. It is said that she has half of the top-grade pills that are hard to find in the Western Borders."

The discussion erupted again.

Cao E looked over there and was taken aback when she saw Han Muye who was bidding.

"Senior Brother Han..."

Bai Suzhen turned to look at Han Muye.

"What, Senior Brother Han wants to save some face for the Cao family?"

Han Muye shook his head and said, "No, this sword is worth the price."

Hearing him speak, many people nearby shook their heads.

Sure enough, rich people have no eyesight.

"Didn't you say before that this sword is very bad?"

Shisun Tu looked at Han Muye curiously.

At this time, the shopkeeper on the stage asked a few more times, but no one bid, the sword has been set, and Han Muye won the 5,000 Spirit Stones.

"This sword is not very good." Han Muye stood up and walked to the stage.

"This sword uses three or five thousand Star Shining Stones, and the value is nearly ten thousand Spirit Stones."

Han Muye's voice was loud enough that everyone around him could hear it.

Star Stone.

Yup!

Many people's faces showed sadness.

More than three or two star gems are worth nearly 10,000 Spirit Stones.

Buy this sword with 5,000 Spirit Stones, and you can earn half of it.

Han Muye stepped onto the stage, counted out a stack of mid-grade Spirit Stones and handed them over to the attendant handyman, then went to the shopkeeper and caught the sword.

"It seems that this brother also knows about refining."

Someone in the audience laughed.

"The Cao family's sword is still not good enough, it's just enough material."

"The Cao family's artifact refining technique is nothing more than that."

Hearing the man's words, Han Muye held the long sword that was about to be put away.

"The Cao family's artifact refining technique is not good?"

He spoke lightly, his eyes swept around the stage, and then at the pale-faced Cao E on the second floor not far away.

"I sold this sword, one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, who wants it?"

As soon as Han Muye's words came out, the entire lobby was silent.

Everyone looked at him like a fool.