MTL - The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post-Chapter 36 Falling star

Chapter 36—Falling Stars

The entire venue is semi-circular, and the large table is on the first floor. Because the monk’s eyesight is excellent, the treasure is placed flat.

Sitting on the fourth floor is the clearest.

The auction has not yet begun. There are musicians playing instrumental music on the stage. These musicians are low-ranking monks. They are not aggressive and look flat, but the sound of the violin is good.

The lyre is creaking, sometimes as a silver bottle, impassioned, and sometimes as trickle, creaking. The buzz is slow and long, accompanied by a ringing bell, like telling a distant story. I listened attentively and faintly saw that in the vast desert, I slowly came to a beautiful woman. On the ankle of the white stork, there was a string of tiny silver bells, stepping barefoot in the slow yellow sand, step by step, going far. At the lake, suddenly the springs surged, concealing the desert and bringing infinite vitality.

Mo Tian opened his eyes and frowned slightly. There was still some slight temptation in the sound of the piano. Because it was a low-level monk playing, it was not enough to affect the soul, but it also inspired the hidden * in the heart, leading to a while. The auction is more heated. Beauty, ankles, bells, only when he knows the clearest in the sea is this, then...

Turning his head slowly, he saw that his master had taken off his shoes, stepped barefoot on the tiger's head, and the white feet were drowned in the thick fur. Mo Tianyi felt that his nose was a little itchy. The claws of his own cat, because he is too lazy to walk, always want him to hug, the hind paws and the hind paws are always pink and soft.

The hand that stretched out just touched the lower leg of the master, and the white foot stretched over and kicked him lightly. Mo Tianyi endured the impulse to catch the foot, put his hand in the sleeve, and turned his head. Look at it.

"Water." Qing Yi leaned on the big Ying pillow, and rushed to lift the chin.

There was a waiter in this house, but the waiter saw the real person bring his own accompaniment and voluntarily quit. The master is acting as a foot mat, and the nature of the call is turned into Mo Tianyi.

Mo Tianyi stood up and confessed to the teacher. There is a cup of fragrant tea in the teapot on the table. It is warm with a fixed fire spar and it is hot at any time. In the gap between the teas, Mo Tianyi looked down and the entire venue was quickly filled. The layers could not see each other, but they could see the situation in the hall. The foundations in the hall and the following monks are not spirited. If you want to bid, you can only bid for the price, so you can't buy anything precious. After all, everyone looks at it, and when you go out, you will be robbed.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, the hammer finally stopped, the lighting stone under the stage was covered with a veil, and the curtain on the stage slipped off instantly. The table embedded with the sun stone was very bright, and instantly took away everyone's idea. A loyal Jin Dan monk stood in the middle of the table and smiled at the crowd: "Dear friends, seniors, underneath, have the privilege of being together with Zhugong in the * auction house..."

"This auctioneer in the auction house is called □ □." Mo Tianyi handed the dried tea to Qing dynasty and whispered a sentence. He used to bring cats to the square. The auctioneer was not at the time. This, but also claims to be □ □.

Qing Hao took the cup and took a sip: "What?"

Mo Tian blinked and smiled slightly: "Nothing, I don't want to eat fried fish. I remember the fried fish here. You like it very much." At that time, he was always in his arms, how could he care about who is the auctioneer? At most, I will remember what is delicious here.

Sure enough, Qingyi heard this, and the original cold scorpion lighted up.

When the big tiger heard that he had eaten, he raised his head and snorted, and was apprehended by the teacher.

As a result, in the top floor, the fried fish and roast deer legs were placed, and the first auction was missed in the sound of the clams. The first one is a color head. No matter how much money, the auction house will give up its own profit, and the atmosphere will be lively.

Treasures, medicinal herbs, and spirit grass are interspersed and sold, and the grades are gradually improved. The first few pieces of the two are not interested, until the fifth one comes out.

"Red tiger 斩月刀,上品宝器!" The auctioneer unveiled the red silk, revealing a brilliant red knife with a tiger head. The whole body is crystal clear and clear, like a flame. "Let you know that this knife comes from ' The hand of the sculptor."

"Hey--" There was a sudden commotion in the venue, and the things of the sculptors were already unbeatable. Even if they were small instruments that were made at the same time, they could also be priced.

"I don't want you to be a bit. This knife is a masterpiece when you are young. It is not a pinnacle." The auctioneer indicated that everyone saw the blade, and the whole blade was full of brilliance. Although simple, it was also gorgeous. "However, the honorable person Jin Dan period Already known as the treasure, this is the treasure of the fire attribute. It is the refinement of the honorary Jin Dan when it is perfect, and it is a gift to the friends. It can be used to smash the Baili Glacier and start from the top 100 spirits!"

The usual top quality treasures, starting from 50 to 80 top grade Lingshi, this should be cast in the fortune, it is hard to add so much.

Qing Yi glanced at the knife and gave a sneer, not talking.

Mo Tianyi touched his nose. The reason why he can see that this is his early work is because the knife is still pretty good. It is necessary to know that the more he does things, the less he pays attention. Practical, the appearance can not be expected. Just like the sneaky scorpion used by the ancestors of the year, when you don't need it, you look at it like a dirty rag.

The big tiger didn't know the "brows of the two people behind". When they saw the big knife, they climbed up and took the claws to the spar ball, and used the gods to follow the price.

"Master wants that knife?" Mo Tianyi turned to look at him.

"Hey!" The big tiger screamed, and no matter what the younger brother did not understand, he followed the price below, and he was afraid that it would be wrong.

The asking price in the elegant room is directly transmitted through the gods. It is passed by the spar on the stage and is read by the auctioneer. Therefore, the auctioneer in * must be more than Jindan.

"Upstairs is asking for one hundred and eighty!"

"One hundred and eighty five!"

"two hundred!"

The price rose all the way to two hundred and thirty, only to slow down, began to add one by one, the big tiger erected his ears, his tail was swept away on the ground nervously, it was already called 236, and he had a total of two Hundred and fifty pieces of Shangpin Lingshi, no more can not afford.

"Upstairs asking for three hundred pieces of Shangpin Lingshi!" The auctioneer suddenly shouted.

The audience was silent for a moment, three hundred high-grade stone, ordinary top quality goods can buy three, this price is too high. The big tiger folded his claws in frustration and ran back to his feet.

Mo Tian smashed the tiger's head: "The knife is not good. I will give you a hand back." The red tiger and the moon knife are in his opinion, no different from a waste, except for the attack ability of the fire attribute. Nothing at all.

The big tiger opened his hand and rushed to the younger brother. You know what it is. This is the handwriting of the sculptor. It is much more stable than the ordinary treasure. It is also especially good in the hand. They show off some.

Mo Tianyi didn't understand the tiger's mind, and he didn't plan to borrow money to give the master a grocery. He turned to continue to see things on the stage.

“I have a set of seven-color spar here, each with special attributes, which can be used to make a set of treasures!” A long tray is placed on the table, which has a red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and seven-color spar. Each piece is a fist size.

Red crystal, orange cloud crystal, Mingyang crystal, green pine gum, blue sky stone, indigo pearl, the first six are all known rare gems, some have some special uses, a single one is worth a lot, get together So many different things are even more different.

"What is that purple stone!" There was a loud voice that didn't know the goods.

Mo Tianyi heard this and went to see the purple spar. This didn't matter, and suddenly the pupils shrank, and I didn't want to put my hand on the crystal of the price.

The auctioneer said that this is Ziyunjing, but some people say that Ziyunjing is lighter than this color. It will not be used by the auction house to make up the number! The auctioneer smiled and said that Ziyunjing is not a particularly precious spar. It is really to make a set of casual tricks, but even for the first six, it can sell a good price.

Starting from the price, it is necessary to have a thousand top quality stones!

"Eleven hundred!"

"Twelve hundred!"

"Two thousand!" There was a Yuan Ying monk upstairs bidding to two thousand, and the price in the venue was paused.

"Xie Laozu." Yuan Ying, a monk sitting next to a beautiful woman, smiled and thanked the monk. With such a set of spar, looking for a master of refining, you can practice a full-scale defense. At that time, what kind of means can withstand one or two.

Yuan Ying’s monk smiled and smiled for the Bomei people, so the money could still be spent.

"Two thousand and one." Mo Tianqi called a price.

"..." The Yuan Yingxiu heard the price, and immediately turned a back, "five hundred!"

"Five hundred and one piece." Mo Tianyi still keeps the price.

Meng Hu became a man and screamed: "Teacher, that plate is not useful in the stone, what are you going to do?"

"Give a set of tea sets to the master." Mo Tianyi said freely, continue to price.

The master was almost picked up. Qing snorted and raised his hand to give Mo Tianyi a slap.

Mo Tianxiao smiled. Whenever the people below bidd, he added one more piece until he was called eight thousand. The man couldn’t move, and he bought it with eight thousand and one.

Some of the attendants sent the things directly and paid them off on the spot.

Mo Tianyi took the last piece of purple spar in his hand, and explored it with a little soul. He slowly slashed his lips. He did not read it wrong. This is not a purple cloud crystal, but a nine soul crystal that can refine the Horcrux!

Qing dying up a red jewel in his hand, and said: "The falling star stone must be at least 30,000. If you appear, how can you buy it?"

It was just that I had a very cheap Mo Tianyi suddenly stiffened. At this time, the first twenty-three pieces had been filmed, and the first treasure of the finale was launched on the stage. The black stone is deep and deep inside, and the appearance is blue and bright. Just like the stars falling for nine days, it is the falling star stone that he needs!