Chapter 207 Purple Yang Dan Ding

"Boss, are you okay?" Jin Dabao asked when he saw Nie Tian's strange expression.

Although he knew that Nie Tian was an alchemist, a mere fifth-level alchemy cauldron would not make Nie Tian lose his composure like this.

Zhang Yifeng also looked at Nie Tian, ​​wondering why the latter would react so much to the Ziyang Dan Ding.

The fifth-level alchemy cauldron is indeed valuable and very attractive to alchemists, but with Nie Tian's determination, even a seventh-level alchemy cauldron would not be so.

Intuition told Zhang Yifeng that there must be something fishy.

"Nothing." Nie Tian reacted, but just smiled faintly and didn't say much.

The reason why he was very interested in the Ziyang Dan Ding was because this cauldron was made by him personally.

Nie Tian still remembered that the Ziyang Dan Ding was the first fifth-level spiritual weapon he made when he became a fifth-level weapon refiner. And he used the Ziyang Dan Ding as his own alchemy container for many years.

So when the Ziyang Dan Ding appeared just now, Nie Tian's expression was sluggish.

He didn't know why the Purple Yang Dan Ding appeared in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, but seeing the Purple Yang Dan Ding again reminded Nie Tian of many past events.

At the auction, Lin Yifang gently stroked the Purple Yang Dan Ding and smiled faintly: "The Purple Yang Dan Ding is a genuine fifth-level spiritual weapon, and there are uniform and clear purple patterns inside the cauldron. I have determined that this was formed after long-term calcination with purple fire. The patterns are clear and clearly divided, so this cauldron must have been used by an alchemy master. According to my speculation, this alchemy master has a high level of attainment in alchemy, at least a seventh-level alchemist!"

"Seventh-level alchemist!" Lin Yifang said,

Seventh-level alchemist, this is already an amazing existence, even in the entire Three Thousand Small Worlds, there is no seventh-level alchemist.

Nie Tian looked at Lin Yifang, smiled faintly, and said in his heart: "The people of the Lin family are worthy of having blood spirits, and their reputation is well-deserved. It is really amazing that the user's attainments in alchemy can be guessed just by the cauldron pattern."

Lin Yifang was right. When Nie Tian abandoned the Ziyang Dan Ding, he was already an eighth-level alchemist, and he did use the Nether Purple Fire ranked 51st on the Demon Fire List.

The people of the Lin family are not simple!

Lin Yifang waved his hand, signaling silence, and continued: "There is no seventh-level alchemist in our Little Xumi World, so I guess that the former owner of the Ziyang Dan Ding is very likely to be a big shot from the upper world. But these are not the most important. The most important thing is that I sensed a true meaning of alchemy and a true meaning of martial arts from the Ziyang Dan Ding. I guess that the big shot deliberately left it in the Ziyang Dan Ding, waiting for the destined person to get it."

"The true meaning of alchemy!"

"The true meaning of martial arts!"

Lin Yifang's two words almost made

"Surprisingly It is used by the great men in the upper world! It is so rare. "

"Something with the true meaning of alchemy and martial arts, my God, there really is such a heaven-defying thing!"

"The true meaning of martial arts, I really feel it! This is simply a gift from God to me, the true meaning of alchemy and martial arts, even if I lose everything and pawn my underwear, I will buy the Ziyang Dan Ding."

"Don't fart! This is a Dan Ding, will those alchemists let it go? Everyone knows that the last thing alchemists lack is money!"

In the VIP room, Nie Tian frowned again and again.

He didn't expect that this Lin Yifang was so heaven-defying that he actually sensed the true meaning of alchemy and martial arts that he had left on the Ziyang Dan Ding.

When a warrior practices against the heaven, when he becomes powerful to a certain extent, such as reaching the realm of the Heavenly Emperor, he can comprehend the true meaning of martial arts, and condense the true meaning into substance and store it in the spiritual weapon.

But Nie Tian was just trying to play around at the time, who knew that he really succeeded.

Originally, he thought that no matter how powerful Lin Yifang was, he could not detect the existence of the true meaning of alchemy and martial arts. He still underestimated Lin Yifang.

Now things are a bit troublesome. Nie Tian wants to take back the Ziyang Dan Ding, and he is afraid that he will have to spend a lot of money.

"Teacher, are you interested in the Ziyang Dan Ding?" Zhang Yifeng asked when he saw Nie Tian shaking his head.

Nie Tian smiled faintly and said, "I plan to buy the Ziyang Dan Ding and give it to you as a gift."

Nie Tian wanted to take back the Ziyang Dan Ding, of course not for himself, but for Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng is Nie Tian's direct disciple after all. Leaving the true meaning of alchemy and martial arts in the Ziyang Dan Ding to him can be regarded as keeping the fat water in the field.

However, looking at this, the group of people outside will definitely rush to bid for the Ziyang Dan Ding crazily. With the help of the goblin Qingmu Lily, the Ziyang Dan Ding is expected to be sold at a sky-high price.

When Zhang Yifeng heard that Nie Tian wanted to give him the Ziyang Dan Ding, he was so excited that he almost cried and hurriedly said, "Thank you, teacher."

After hearing Lin Yifang's introduction to the Ziyang Dan Ding, Zhang Yifeng was of course moved. But Nie Tian showed great interest, and he didn't dare to snatch things from his teacher.

Nie Tian smiled faintly and said to Jin Dabao, "Dabao, take the Ziyang Dan Ding later, no matter how much money it costs, regardless of the cost."

"Okay!" Jin Dabao agreed readily. He had a gold card from the Dayuan Bank with 500,000 medium-grade Yuan crystals in it, and he was already impatient.

But Nie Tian knew that it might be difficult to take the Ziyang Dan Ding. He was interested, and other alchemists were certainly interested too.

Lin Yifang saw it and said, "Everyone, please be patient. This Ziyang Dan Ding is one of the treasures of this auction. The price of a general fifth-level spiritual weapon is one thousand low-grade Yuan crystals, but the Ziyang Dan Ding is definitely not an ordinary weapon. It contains the true meaning of Dan Dao and martial arts. I estimate that it is worth 10,000 low-grade Yuan crystals."

After Lin Yifang finished speaking, he glanced at Qingmu Lily, who smiled and said, "Lily has already felt everyone's enthusiasm. Now please start bidding."

Lin Yifang introduced the Ziyang Dan Ding in detail, saving Qingmu Lily a lot of trouble. Even if she didn't say anything at this time, the whole audience would definitely be boiling.

As soon as Qingmu Lily finished speaking, the whole audience fell into silence.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking about something.

Anyone could see that a storm of bidding was about to come.

"I bid 10,000 low-grade Yuan crystals!" After a short silence, someone finally made the first bid, a strong man with a beard.

"Fuck you poor bastard, you only offer 10,000 low-grade Yuan Crystals. Do you look down on the true meaning of martial arts? I'll offer 20,000 low-grade Yuan Crystals." Before he finished speaking, a young man in his twenties stood up and shouted loudly.

"I'll offer 30,000 low-grade Yuan Crystals!" Then someone offered a higher price.

...

Then, the bidding sounded one after another and did not stop.

"Fuck, 430,000 low-grade Yuan Crystals!" Until one moment, Jin Dabao woke up from a dream and screamed.