Being cheated was the first thought of the Fan brothers. The bid that Zhang Youren just now was just digging a pit, not only did they ask them to give them an extra elixir, but they also put on one of their own collections. Although they didn't know what the wood was, the feeling of being cheated made them want to bite Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren to death.

At this time, their eyes were filled with murderous intent when they looked at Zhang Muyang. They believed that it was Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren who had set a trap for them. But they couldn't regret it, unless they wanted to break the rules here and provoke the forces behind the auction.

The Fan brothers gritted their teeth in hatred for this feeling of frustration, and they only thought of cutting Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren into pieces.

After the transaction, General Fan held the Qi Pill tightly in his hand, and then said with a hideous look in the direction where Zhang Muyang and Zhang Youren were: "I will kill you sooner or later." I dare to cheat the two of them. After this incident, if they have no expression, then not everyone can ride on their heads and shit?

No matter how much hatred the Fan brothers have towards Zhang Muyang, the auction will continue, and the next step is the final highlight of the auction - Pan Wang Ding.

The host patted his palm gently and a small wooden tripod about six inches high fell on the stage, with a dark green color. The wooden tripod was carved very finely, the wood was hard and moist, and red silk appeared faintly from the wood.

"Pan Wang Ding."

Zhang Muyang yawned boredly. This thing was a bit interesting. He barely reached the level of spiritual weapons, but it was far inferior to the stove on his body. The most suitable thing for this Wang Ding is not to refine alchemy, but to gather evil or refine Gu.

She tilted her head and looked at Bai Ling'er, the girl beside her. The girl was staring at Pan Wangding with her eyes tightly. The main purpose of her coming to the town this time was to Pan Wangding. Unfortunately, her Bai family is a small family. A spiritual weapon like Pan Wangding is not something she can touch. Even if she bought it, she would have no strength to stay, but she would have to leave it alone.

Just like Bai Ling'er, the Fan brothers not far away were full of enthusiasm when they fell in love with Pan Wang Ding. This Pan Wang Ding was the ultimate purpose of their brothers to attend the auction this time.

At this moment, the host seemed to be interested in pleasing everyone's appetite. After saying a few nonsense, he only turned the topic to the Wang Ding on this plate and said: "This is my first time auctioning spiritual weapons. I don't need to say what the Wang Ding is. You should have found out clearly. The starting price is 200 Qi training pills." At this moment, the body tempering pills taken by the warriors can no longer reach the table, and the monks present will not allow a warrior to take this thing away.

As soon as the host's words came to the ground, the auction house exploded instantly. This is a spiritual weapon. Now it is still a time when even the lowest magic weapons are scarce. Spiritual weapons can be used as treasures of some small sects.

The first person started bidding and said: "Two hundred and fifty Qi training pills."

"I'll give out three hundred Qi training pills."

In front of the spiritual weapon, all the monks lost their so-called reserve. They all threatened and even dominated the heroic monks. Now they were excited like the aunts in the vegetable market, and their voices were loud.

One of the fat monks shouted loudly: "I will produce three hundred Qi training pills, plus a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. The spiritual medicine can be inspected on the spot."

Zhang Muyang looked at the bald man who was bidding and secretly said that all the monks from Shaolin Temple had participated, and they all looked like rich people.

"Four hundred Qi training pills, plus a magic weapon, a spiritual medicine that has been around for thousands of years." The last bid was Kunlun Sect. Among the hermit sects, they were called overlords. Compared with them, there were only several sects such as Longhu Mountain and Quanzhen Sect. So after the Kunlun Sect bid, the voice in the auction venue calmed down.

After all, at this price, even a sect like Longhu Mountain will be a bit of a traitor that can take out so many Qi training pills at once.

Originally, Zhang Muyang was too lazy to bid, but when he saw that the last bid was Kunlun Sect, he raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his fingers and said, "50 third-grade Qi training pills."

As soon as Zhang Muyang said this, the audience stared at Zhang Muyang. He actually had so many third-grade Qi training pills in his hands. Where did this kid get it? Did he rob Taishang Laojun's alchemy room? Everyone was speechless about Zhang Muyang, who was such a rich and inhumane cultivator.

In the end, Pan Wang Ding fell into Zhang Muyang's hands. Although the three people from Kunlun Sect were unwilling to accept it, they could not afford to increase the price. Moreover, even if they increased the price, Zhang Muyang could still keep up, and maybe he would cheat them. So he could only give up and think of other ways to get the Pan Wang Ding back.

After leaving the auction, Zhang Muyang, Zhang Youren and Bai Ling'er returned to the hotel. Behind his door, he was followed by a pair of red glasses, especially the Fan brothers. Zhang Muyang not only cheated them, but also auctioned the Pan Wang Ding they wanted. How could they let go of such a large piece of meat?

Behind Bai Ling'er and Zhang Muyang, he wanted to speak a few times but stopped. Zhang Muyang couldn't help laughing when he looked at her cute appearance. Then he took out Pan Wang Ding from the Qiankun bag and handed it directly to Bai Ling'er, saying, "Hey, I'm giving this thing to you."

Bai Ling'er was puzzled. She wanted to borrow Pan Wang Ding for use once, but she never expected that Zhang Muyang would give it to her directly. This was a spiritual weapon of Pan Wang Ding. Zhang Muyang spent such a huge price to buy it. He actually gave it to herself without blinking. He... What does he mean? For a moment, Bai Ling'er's thoughts were a little off-limited.

Zhang Youren, who was standing by, felt a pain in his heart. His body hit ten thousand points in a critical hit. Poverty had limited his thoughts and hit his body and mind.

Although Bai Ling'er wanted it very much, she did not take the Pan Wang Ding from Zhang Muyang's hand. She waved her hand and refused, "Little brother, this... is not allowed. We know that you have good intentions, but you will not receive any rewards without merit. We dare not take such a valuable thing."

Zhang Muyang held Pan Wang Ding in his hand and kept throwing it up and down, saying, "It's not as serious as you think, it's just a spiritual weapon."

Zhang Youren vomited blood. He felt that he should be far away from Zhang Muyang. It was just a spiritual weapon. He said it casually.

But Bai Ling'er still shook her head firmly. The Bai family's children have the rules of the Bai family. Although she has a good impression of Zhang Muyang, she will not take other people's things for no reason.

Zhang Muyang smashed his mouth. He bought this thing purely to make things difficult for Kunlun Sect and the Fan brothers. As for the others, he really didn't think that this Wang Ding is a treasure for others, but to him, it's just a toy.

After thinking about it, he said, "Then like this, please help me take this Wangding first, which I lent to you. Now you exist here. When I want to use it, I will ask you for it. It will be decided."

After Zhang Muyang finished speaking, he threw the Pan Wang Ding in his hand and turned around and left. Although Bai Ling'er didn't want it, she couldn't throw Pan Wang Ding to the ground that she had been looking for for a long time. There was no way, so she could only reach out to pick it up.
Chapter completed!