The auction house on the Praise Island is famous all over the world. Not to mention it is in the East China Sea, there are many people who know it on Pangu Continent.

Not only because this is the most famous place for refining weapons in the world, you can buy excellent treasures, but also because there are many madmen here who can often refine strange things.

Moreover, the owner of the Praise Island Island is also an extremely smart person, and it is stipulated that the auction house here will only be open for three days every three months. In this way, even if you have money, you may not have the chance to buy good things. Once there is a good thing auction, the people who like it will bid with all their might and get a better price.

Chen Weiming was determined to win Bai Huashi, but unfortunately he was too poor and had to come to auction.

"Hello, guest, what can I do to help you!"

The waiter who was in charge of greeting was very polite, and he was restricted very strictly on weekdays, let alone a special occasion like today.

"I have magic weapons to auction!"

"Hmm!" Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, but immediately said enthusiastically: "Please come with me!"

The auction house of the Praise Island says that everyone can sell things, but over the years, people from the Praise Island have basically sold things and people outside buy them. After all, there is no certain level of things, so they are not qualified to enter here. On the Praise Island, no one dares to say that the things they have refined are good.

Now that I heard an outsider say he was coming to consign something, the waiter also felt that someone was going to make a fool of himself, but due to the rules, he didn't dare to show anything.

He was led all the way to a small room, and there was a middle-aged man sitting inside, drinking wine slowly, which was extremely comfortable. This was a treasure appraiser, responsible for identifying the level and value of magic weapons. Although the position was very ordinary, the level requirements were very high, especially in today's occasions, the treasure appraiser was all very famous weapon refiners on the Yamashima Island.

"Mr. Dong, this foreign fellow Taoist said he wanted to consign things, so please help him see!"

The waiter said casually, and stood by, waiting to read the comments. Mr. Dong is famously picky among treasure appraisers. Many of the famous weapon refiners on the island will be picked up by him, let alone outsiders.

"You kid did it on purpose!" Mr. Dong waited for the waiter, smiled and looked at Chen Weiming again and said, "Take it out if there is anything!"

The tone was frivolous and seemed to look down on him. Chen Weiming didn't care and took out the Eight Treasure Bottle. The Eight Treasure Bottle was the most expensive among the treasures on his body, and they were all made of Baihua Stone.

It was just because of the refining furnace during the past, the power was limited. Such a treasure is indeed quite good in the earthly world today, but it is of little significance to him in actual combat. His various means are stronger than the Eight Treasure Bottle, and this magic weapon is not as meaningful as the long sword.

Among the methods of refining weapons, there is a way to return the materials to the furnace. Unfortunately, his refining skills are not enough now, and no one in the earthly world can do it, so he can only do this.

If you exchange eight parts of Baihua stone for three parts of Baihua stone, it is a loss-making deal.

"Let me see!" Mr. Dong took a sip of wine, then held the Eight Treasure Bottle in his hand, glanced casually, and nodded: "No, the Nine-level magic weapon. The material is also OK, pure Baihua Stone, it cost money! The eighth level material, refining the Nine-level spiritual weapon, is barely enough!"

The waiter smiled without saying a word. This is Mr. Dong's usual saying. He first praised it, and then stepped on it desperately, and it made people feel disappointed.

While waiting to listen to the following text, he suddenly saw Mr. Dong stunned, as if he had stiffened his whole body. Then he placed the bottle flat on the table, lay down and looked at the Eight Treasure Bottle carefully as if he was looking at something amazing. There was a divine light in his eyes, and it was probably because he had used some magical power.

After a while, Mr. Dong looked at Chen Weiming and asked in surprise: "Fellow Taoist, did you refine this yourself?"

Chen Weiming nodded: "It's true."

Mr. Dong hurriedly stood up: "Where is this fellow Taoist?"

Chen Weiming said lightly: "No sect or sect, just a casual cultivator! Fellow Taoist, please help me estimate the price. I urgently need advanced Yuan crystal stones to be useful!"

Mr. Dong shook his head: "I don't know how much I can estimate the price, so I asked fellow Taoist, how much do you want to sell?"

Chen Weiming was about to say 3000, but he thought for a moment and hurriedly said, "Five thousand... do you think it's OK?"

"Of course!" Mr. Dong laughed: "If it is five thousand, there is no need to auction!"

Then he waved his hand and put down five Qiankun bags: "This is five thousand high-level Yuan crystals, you can count!"

Chen Weiming was stunned. He knew that the famous weapon refiner was generally of good wealth. Who knew that this person took it out casually. After weighing it, he smiled and said, "No need to count, your weapon refiner is quite rich!"

"Don't get me wrong!" Mr. Dong smiled and said, "It's almost all my wealth, but what I bought is not a magic weapon, but this weapon refining technique. Fellow Taoist, if you are not in a hurry, can you sit down and chat!"

"Wait!" Chen Weiming smiled and walked out with the Qiankun bag.

He Dakui was still lying motionless. After feeling Chen Weiming coming, he opened his eyes.

With three Qiankun bags placed in front of him, Chen Weiming said directly: "Three thousand, dots, what I want!"

After picking up three Qiankun bags and counting them in his heart, He Dakui took out a Qiankun bag and threw it to Chen Weiming, nodding: "Not bad, I know the goods very well! If you have any materials in the future, you can leave me a signal here. I like to know the goods!"

After saying that, he left.

A very interesting person, Chen Weiming smiled and returned to Mr. Dong's place.

In a short time, after re-arranged it, Mr. Dong also prepared good wine and dishes. When he saw Chen Weiming coming in, he smiled enthusiastically and said, "Come on, sit down and talk."

"Thank you!" Chen Weiming bowed and sat down again.

After so many years, he has been exploring various things by himself. There are many records in the book, but he always feels unearthly. However, the things in Lushan Academy are too basic and have almost no changes. Wu Zidao is not seen and it is difficult to find.

In fact, he has always wanted to find a weapon refiner to communicate well, and he is unsuccessful at this time.

The weapon refiners often don’t have much scheming, and Mr. Dong is not too polite, and said directly: “For many years, most weapon refiners have been blindly pursuing the profound Taoist patterns and formations, but they have begun to ignore the superficial parts. It’s true, I’m missing the roots and the end!”

"I feel the same way!" Chen Weiming nodded, and understood why the other party was happy when he saw the Eight Treasure Bottle.

Mr. Dong asked again: "Where did fellow Taoist come from?"

Chen Weiming didn't speak, just smiled.

Suddenly, someone said outside: "Come from Pangu Continent!"

Then someone walked in and looked at Chen Weiming and smiled: "Fellow Taoist, long time no see!"
Chapter completed!