Wei Zhuang held the sacred magic sword in his hand, and secretly used his true energy to suppress the power of the magic sword, and said slowly: "I don't think I need to say more, you all know that the holy weapon is different from ordinary magic weapons, and it is engraved with Taoist patterns.
The Dao pattern of a low-grade holy weapon may not be completed within a few decades. So what kind of weapons should we use in these decades? Should we fight with bare hands, or should we continue to use treasure weapons? That would be too useful.
I have lost my dignity. This holy sword is called 'Silver Sky'. It is made of moon-cooled silver. If it is refined diligently, it is expected to become a middle-grade holy weapon. What are you still hesitating about? Hurry up and bid.
Bar."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the audience held up a sign and shouted: "I will offer seven thousand."
"Seven thousand five!" Another person shouted while holding up a placard.
"Eight thousand." The person before raised the price.
Li Qianmo turned to look at the two bidders, and saw that one of the men was wearing a bamboo hat, hiding his face, and the other was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Taoist uniforms with a three-inch long beard under his chin.
In just a few seconds, the two of them had raised the price to 10,000 taels.
"Ten thousand to ten!" The middle-aged Taoist priest increased the price again. All the monks in the audience fell silent and watched the two of them bidding with great interest.
"Fifteen thousand!" The man in the bamboo hat added four thousand in one breath. Many people immediately exclaimed, and many people whispered to each other, guessing who this person was. The Taoist priest gave the man in the bamboo hat a hard look and snorted coldly,
No more price increases.
With a smile on his face, Wei Zhuang raised his voice and said, "VIP No. 53 has already paid a high price of fifteen thousand, is there anyone else who can surpass him?"
The whole place was silent, Wei Zhuang laughed and said: "Since no one has raised the price, I will count, three... two... one... deal!"
Wei Zhuang put the magic sword back into the sword case and handed it to the person from the trading house below the stage. The man took the sword case to seat 53. After the money and goods transaction was completed, he returned to the stage.
Wei Zhuang then auctioned off other items. There were also some rare treasures in the back, but they were far inferior to the previous sacred artifact.
After taking pictures of about a dozen treasures, I saw a young monk walking onto the stage carrying a copper plate. A cluster of red flames was dancing on the yellow copper plate. The audience in the audience could feel the heat of the flames from such a distance.
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Li Qianmo's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he secretly said excitedly: "It's finally here."
Wei Zhuang took the copper plate and held it in his hand, glanced at the audience with a smile, and said: "Some of the alchemists here must be aware of this thing. This is the second-grade fire - the sage's spiritual fire. Fire is rare.
The number of fires we see in our trading house in a year is only in the tens. All alchemists, please seize the opportunity, don't miss it, it will never come again. The base price of this fire is 800, and each increase in price will not be less than 100.
"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qianmo immediately raised the token in his hand and shouted: "Eight hundred."
"Nine hundred!"
"one thousand."
"One thousand and one!"
The bidding sounds kept coming, and Li Qianmo was stunned. He had never thought that so many people wanted this kind of fire, and he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
In just a few minutes, the bidding price had risen to a high of two thousand, and many bidders gave up and gave up.
Li Qianmo was overjoyed when he saw this and raised a sign to bid: "Two thousand one!"
The previous bidder turned his head and looked at Li Qianmo. Li Qianmo also looked at him and saw that the other person was a middle-aged Taoist priest and presumably an alchemist.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was obviously shocked when he saw that Li Qianmo was so young, and then he raised the price loudly: "Two thousand two thousand."
"Two thousand three!" Li Qianmo chased after him.
"Two thousand four!" The middle-aged Taoist priest had begun to grit his teeth, with a lot of sweat dripping from his head.
"Two thousand and five!" Li Qianmo continued to increase the price. His face was calm, but his heart was anxious, for fear that this middle-aged Taoist priest would fight with him to the end.
What surprised him was that after he quoted the price of 2,500, the middle-aged Taoist priest stopped bidding. He looked anxious and hesitant. After counting his breaths, he sighed and said in frustration: "I give up."
Li Qianmo breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead.
Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist priest had given up, Wei Zhuang asked: "VIP No. 33 paid a high price of two thousand five hundred and fifty to buy this 'Sage Spiritual Fire'. Who else is willing to pay a higher price? If not, I will start counting."
Already."
He waited for a while and saw no one shouting the price, so he started counting: "Three..."
"I'll pay three thousand!" Wei Zhuang was interrupted by a loud shout. Everyone present turned around in shock and saw a young man sitting in seat 130 holding a bidding sign high.
Li Qianmo was shocked when he saw this person. The person bidding was actually Li Tianyi!
"VIP No. 130 bid three thousand, is there anyone else who wants to bid higher?" Wei Zhuang asked happily.
Li Qianmo was also awakened by his voice, held up a sign and shouted: "Three thousand and five!"
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Qianmo again. Li Tianyi looked at Li Qianmo with a look of surprise on his face, and then he said to himself solemnly: "Where did this little waste come from so many spiritual stones?"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the sign in his hand: "Five thousand!"
"Wow..."
The entire audience was in an uproar and was shocked. Five thousand kilograms of spiritual stone could already buy a third-grade fire plant, but a second-grade fire plant could actually reach this price. Everyone secretly guessed Li Tianyi's identity.
Li Qianmo had beads of sweat streaming down his forehead. Li Tianyi suddenly appeared on the way, which really caught him by surprise. Now that he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, he had no choice but to give it a try. He gritted his teeth and raised the sign, shouting: "Six thousand!"
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Everyone was shocked again, and many people had already started to boo, calling for Li Tianyi to increase the price.
Li Tian looked gloomy, snorted coldly, and made another offer: "I'll pay 10,000!"
Now the whole place was in a state of excitement, and many monks applauded and booed.
"Hey, where did these two young men come from? They really are young and rich."
"Who knows, he must be an elite disciple of some major sect, or he may be the descendant of some great master."
"Prodigal son, prodigal son..."
"A rich man, a rich man..."
The entire auction venue was like a pot of boiling water, and even the words could not be heard.
Upon seeing this, Wei Zhuang got angry and shouted: "Quiet, everyone, just take a moment!"
The crowd gradually fell down and the whole place returned to silence. Wei Zhuang said: "This little Taoist friend No. 130 bids 10,000 kilograms of spiritual stones. Who can bid higher!"
Li Qianmo was completely disheartened and said lonely: "I give up." After saying that, he stood up, left his seat, and walked out of the auction venue.
After preparing more than 6,000 kilograms of spiritual stones, he still couldn't buy the fire seed. Li Qianmo felt depressed and walked boredly on the street, wondering whether he should continue to wait.
"Little waste!" A cold shout suddenly came from behind. Li Qianmo stopped and turned around with a gloomy face, only to see Li Tianyi looking at him with a mocking look on his face.
He glanced sideways at Li Tianyi and said sarcastically: "There is a giant master dad who is different. He can make 10,000 kilograms of spiritual stones in one move. How impressive."
Li Tianyi sneered and said: "Who told me to be reincarnated with a higher ability than you?"
Li Qianmo snorted coldly and said: "Then I want to congratulate your father for having such a prodigal thing like you. He bought a second-grade fire seed with 10,000 kilograms of spiritual stones and passed it back to Xiaoyao Valley. I wonder if everyone will laugh.
tooth."
"Little waste, what did you say!" Li Tian was furious when he heard this, and he drew his magic sword and glared at Li Qianmo menacingly.
Li Qianmo sneered and said: "I can't stand this anymore? You are really a young master. Why are you using your magic sword to kill me? Come and kill me if you have the guts!" As he spoke, he stretched his head and patted his neck.
A provocative look on his face.
Li Tianyi was so angry that the veins on his forehead were jumping, but he knew that this was a city of cultivation, and he must not use force, otherwise he would definitely die. He put away his magic sword and said with a sinister look on his face: "Little waste, you can be arrogant. If you have the guts, you will stay in this place for the rest of your life."
In this city, as long as you leave this city, I will teach you what the dilemma of life and death is! Huh!"
After saying that, he stamped his feet, turned around and strode away.