While the audience was talking, Qian Zongming also looked up at the private room No. 7. He did not expect that the person in the private room would actually be "Yang Wu".
Duobaolou is also well-informed. Not long ago, Qian Zongming also remembered the name "Yang Wu".
But he had never seen "Yang Wu" before, and now he was very curious about what "Yang Wu" looks like, why he is so strong and so brave.
After a moment, Qian Zongming withdrew his thoughts, got back to the point, and asked loudly: "Is there anyone higher than the six million low-grade Yuan stones? If not, these two Tianxing grasses will be friends in the private room No. 7."
"Seven million!"
As soon as Qian Zongming finished speaking, Feng Xingyun rushed to bid.
The Tianxing Grass is so precious that he must buy the Tianxing Grass anyway.
Tang Mang was not vague and continued to shout: "Eight million!"
Feng Xingyun saw Tang Mang pressing step by step, as if he had endless Yuanshi on hand, and couldn't help but scold: "Boy named Yang, Duobaolou is not a teahouse and restaurant. You can't let you do anything. Do you have this Duoyuanshi?"
"How could I not know the rules of Duobao Building? If there was no Yuanshi, I would not dare to shout prices randomly."
Tang Mang's voice was plain: "It's your Feng family's young master, do you have so many stones?"
"Of course I have it."
Feng Xingyun shouted: "Nine million."
"Ten million."
Tang Mang refused to give in.
After getting the storage ring of the sword madman, Tang Mang had six million low-grade Yuan stones, five hundred thousand medium-grade Yuan stones, seventy thousand high-grade Yuan stones, and even more than a dozen top-grade Yuan stones.
In Longyuan Continent, not to mention the poorest top-grade Yuan stones that are rare in legend, one top-grade Yuan stone can be exchanged for ten medium-grade Yuan stones, while one middle-grade Yuan stone can be exchanged for ten low-grade Yuan stones.
After counting all the top-grade Yuan stones and middle-grade Yuan stones, Tang Mang attacked 18 million low-grade Yuan stones.
After all 18 million low-grade Yuan stones were smashed out, Tang Mang didn't believe in evil and could not get two star grasses.
At this moment, Yan Luo, who had been in a state of silence, smiled strangely: "Hehe, although the two star grasses were precious in the era of this Demon Saint, they were worth up to seven or eight million yuan of low-grade Yuan stones. I didn't expect that they could be sold for ten million now.
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"It's not the ancient times, and all kinds of top-quality spiritual herbs have long disappeared."
Tang Mang responded.
Yan Luo thought about it, but he didn't say anything again.
"One, ten million!!!"
When Feng Xingyun heard the price quoted by Tang Mang, his mouth was trembling.
To be honest, he was shocked by the price, and at the same time, he was extremely angry and shouted without thinking, "One thousand one million."
Feng Xingyun actually only had eight million lower-grade Yuanshi on his body, and he had already exceeded it when he shouted out nine million. However, he was the young master of the Feng family. Even if he did not have enough Yuanshi on his body, Duobaolou would not be afraid that he would be robbed of the debt.
"One thousand two million!" Tang Mang did not retreat at all.
"One Thousand Three Millions!"
Feng Xingyun gritted his teeth and did not mean to give up. However, because he was too angry, his hands suddenly exerted force. With just two clicks, the armrests of the soft chair were shattered inch by inch.
Compared with Feng Xingyun, Tang Mang's expression was indifferent, and he continued to shout for a price regardless of the repeated obstacles of Wang Chen and Luo Xinglie beside him.
"Four million!"
His tone was consistent, without any fluctuation, as if he was thrown out not the Yuan stone, but the stones on the roadside.
At this moment, the huge auction venue was heard, and most people were completely stunned. No one expected that the price of the two star grasses would be sold to 14 million.
After a while, someone was deeply moved: "Yang Wu actually carries so many stones on him. What is his origin?"
"I'm afraid there are so many stones, it's a big deal."
"Is it the three major sects?"
"It's possible, and I'm afraid that the status of the three major sects is not low. Maybe the illegitimate son of a certain sect is the illegitimate son."
"Oh, no matter who illegitimate child he is, compared to him, we are just poor people. The Yuanshi on them is not as big as others. It's so shabby!"
"Don't blame others. We are not from other people's backgrounds. We can only practice hard. As long as we have high cultivation, we are still afraid that there will be no Yuanshi?"
"Yes, if you have strength, you will naturally have Yuanshi."
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The crowd was talking and talking, and countless people were guessing the origin of Tang Mang. Even Yuan Hong, the eldest elder of the Yuan family, Cao Yan, Jiu Mingkong and others were guessing Tang Mang's identity.
The price was frozen at 14 million for a moment, and Feng Xingyun didn't shout for a price after a long time.
On the display stand, Qian Zongming was about to speak, and Jiu Mingkong's gloomy laughter came from the private room No. 1: "Gaga, boy named Yang, you have a lot of Yuanshi. After the auction is over,
Can I ask you for something?"
"I'll ask you for something?"
The people present suddenly became quiet when they heard this, and Feng Xingyun was even more excited. He understood that the fierce man Jiu Mingkong was probably targeting Tang Mang.
Seeing that Tang Mang was so rich, Jiu Mingkong really targeted Tang Mang.
But for a moment after his words fell, the cold and ruthless voice of the old man Ying rang: "Old Demon Jiu, you dare to do whatever you want, you have to be careful at night."
Although Mr. Ying only has the mid-stage cultivation level of the Wanxiang Realm, his strength is far beyond his cultivation level and he is not afraid of Jiu Mingkong at all.
Jiu Mingkong was a little angry when he heard Mr. Ying's words and asked, "Old Ying, do you dare to threaten me?"
"What's not to dare?"
Mr. Ying asked back.
"Do you think I can't kill you?" Jiu Mingkong said coldly.
Mr. Ying was about to answer, but Tang Mang laughed and said, "Senior Jiu, there are indeed many Yuanshi on your body. If you want to come to me, the premise is that you have to exchange it with me with valuable things?"
"Gaga, fun! Fun!"
Jiu Mingkong smiled and asked, "Boy, aren't you afraid of me?"
"Senior is not a beast, why should you be afraid of you?"
Tang Mang asked back.
"Haha, I'm brave, I like it."
Jiu Mingkong was happy and laughed: "You guy is very good. I have changed my mind. As long as you are in the city of chaos for one day, I will protect your life without worries."
"Well……"
Tang Mang was stunned and said intimately that he was stranger. Without thinking too much, he said loudly: "Since that's the case, that kid will thank you for your senior."
"Gaga, it's just a trivial matter."
Jiu Mingkong smiled and said to Qian Zongming: "Old Qian, the 14 million low-grade Yuanshi are almost done, so don't delay it."
Qian Zongming also felt that the price was almost the same. He was about to speak, but Feng Xingyun said loudly: "Wait."
"Haha, Master Feng Da, do you still have to bid?"
Qian Zongming was happy. He was naturally very happy to be able to sell more Yuanshi.
"certainly."
Feng Xingyun said, and said coldly: "Boy named Yang, my Feng family can earn 20 to 30 million yuan in low-grade Yuan stones every year. No matter how many Yuan stones you have, you will be a poor man in front of me."
Tang Mang retorted: "Don't bark and bark like a dog. Your Feng family has a lot of Yuanshi, but your Feng family has raised a lot of people, which consumes a lot, so you can just shout out."