"However, whether this dagger is such a sacred object or not, I have to take it back and examine it carefully."
"But no matter what, this is a priceless treasure."
"Especially for our Fairy Island in the South China Sea, it is of great significance!"
Mr. Long did not hide anything.
Lu Fan also knew what the meaning of this dagger was.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it may just be a treasure.
But in the eyes of the Chinese monks, especially those on the islands in the South China Sea, the significance of this short sword is too extraordinary.
It's priceless.
Lu Fan suddenly looked at Wanzi with a bit of resentment, actually taking Longhu Mountain's treasure to make instant noodles...
With his eyes closed now, he could imagine what the current Longhu Mountain looked like.
And at this point, he hesitated whether to sell the dagger to Mr. Long. After all, it was the treasure of Renlonghu Mountain, and he had to return to Middle-earth...
But at this moment.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Brilliant rays of light came from nowhere, tearing apart the void, and descended directly into the hall of the auction house.
"I want this sword."
In a burst of golden light, an old man wearing a sun-moon star robe walked out. His hair and beard were white, but his whole body was exuding terrifying aura fluctuations, forming an invisible pressure that suppressed this man.
In the hall, the monks were terrified and backed away.
A big shot on the island is here!
Lu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's actually a great supreme being who has been practicing for a long time... The supreme being of the Wang family in Northern Xinjiang is probably just a baby in front of him."
"I really didn't expect that I would see this dagger again in my lifetime. No, it's this magical weapon. Your Bu family did a great job. It's a great achievement. I will remember your Bu family's contribution."
An old man in black robe walked in from the door of the auction hall. The light under his feet flickered, which actually caused the talisman array below the hall to react.
