Today is the last and grand finale of the annual auction.
The entire auction hall was overcrowded, and even those monks who knew they couldn't afford it were very excited, just to see a unique treasure with their own eyes.
Not surprisingly, what Mu Linxiao wants is today.
But why did he take the initiative to attract the hatred of evil cultivators?
From Hua Wanzhao's point of view, Mu Linxiao is definitely not a warm-hearted person. He has his own set of justice standards. If evil cultivators attack Cangyuan City, Mu Linxiao will help him.
But it's not like his style to actively provoke evil cultivators like this.
"Little Master, Master Nephew Ning, relax. What are you doing with such a posture as if you are facing a powerful enemy? There are no enemies on the other side."
Hua Wanzhao was convinced that it could be so calm at this time.
With the sound of a clear gong, the last and most anticipated event of the annual auction began.
The auctioneer of the last auction was a man with a handsome face.
Normally, Hua Wanzhao might have complained about how ordinary the auctioneer looked, but when she thought of the big fight after the auction, she was instantly in no mood to complain.
Facts have proved that this auctioneer, who looks nothing special on the outside, is really special.
Even Hua Wanzhao slowly focused on the auction during his explanation.
Mu Linxiao looked thoughtfully at Hua Wanzhao, who was already focused on the auction, and Ning Chenhao, who still had a tense face.
Even the young master who has specialized in soul-stirring can be attracted to his mind, but Ning Chenhao is still the same. What is so special about this nephew Ning?
Seeing that the auction was coming to an end, Mu Linxiao still made no move.
"The following is the last item in this year's auction -" the auctioneer pulled down the red silk, "Rudraksha!"
Under the red silk is a palm-sized sandalwood box. In the box lies a crystal-clear and round green bead the size of a fingernail. Just looking at it can make people calm down.
Rudraksha is a ceiling even among the priceless commodities.
Every monk is bound to have inner demons. There are not many heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can deal with inner demons in the world of immortality. Bodhizi is one of the best. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the inner demon tribulation. In the Mahayana stage, every time you advance
All are accompanied by a calamity of inner demons.
Not to mention that Vajra Bodhi Seed can also strengthen the sea of consciousness and clear the muscles and meridians in daily practice.
If one can refine the legendary Supreme Bodhi Pill, it will not be a problem to advance to a higher level of cultivation.
This time, there was no need for the auctioneer to deliberately stir up the atmosphere. The moment the Rudraksha appeared, the atmosphere at the scene was detonated.
Even so, the auctioneer's voice still sounded throughout the venue: "There is no starting price for Rudraksha. You are free to bid."
Someone immediately made a bid: "One million medium-grade spiritual stones!"
"Three million middle-grade spiritual stones!"
Hua Wanzhao: It tripled in one fell swoop!
"Four million mid-grade spiritual stones!" Another private room immediately followed suit.
People on the second and third floors took action one after another, and the people on the first floor became complete foils.
The price quickly reached 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
The exchange ratio for different levels of spiritual stones is one hundred. One hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones equals 10 million mid-grade spiritual stones, and one billion low-grade spiritual stones.
Can't think about it anymore!
These people are so crazy!
Hua Wanzhao mechanically turned her head to look at Mu Linxiao: "Have you brought so many spiritual stones?"
Mu Linxiao stood up slowly and stood in front of the window and looked down: "Two hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones."
As soon as Mu Linxiao bid, he doubled the price of the previous person. This coquettish move made the heated venue quiet for a moment.
When they saw the people standing at the window, the faces of those who wanted to fight again turned green.
Mu Linxiao waved his hands as if nothing happened: "Don't worry about me, it's an auction, the one with the highest price gets it, and I won't put a sack on it afterwards."
Everyone: Damn, what should I do if I’m even more worried?
Hua Wanzhao: I forgot, this person is a Wolf Slayer who can bet 5,000 top-grade spirit stones on himself to win four games in a row. Compared to that, this is considered a normal operation.
Thinking of the five thousand top-grade spiritual stones that were taken by the dealer, Hua Wanzhao felt a toothache.
"The distinguished guest on the third floor offered 200,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Is there any other bidder?" the auctioneer said at the right time.
Mu Linxiao patted his forehead: "By the way, I forgot, I didn't bring that many high-grade spiritual stones..."
Suddenly, someone laughed happily.
People who know Mu Linxiao to a certain extent know that he has not finished speaking yet.
"But -" Mu Linxiao slightly lengthened his tone, "Fellow auctioneer, can you exchange it for two thousand top-quality spiritual stones?"
The auctioneer smiled slightly: "Okay, so this distinguished guest has offered two thousand top-quality spiritual stones. Are there any other bidders?"
As soon as this sentence comes out, it means that all subsequent bids must be in units of top-quality spiritual stones.
This makes many people look bad.
They may have millions of high-grade spiritual stones, but they may not have tens of thousands of top-grade spiritual stones.
Unfortunately, the rules of the auction house are like this. When a new level of spiritual stone appears, the first-grade spiritual stone will be used as the trading currency.
The bidding fell into a new cycle.
"...Two thousand one."
Mu Lin smiled: "Three thousand."
"...Three thousand and one."
Another box on the third floor hesitated for a moment and made a bid.
"Five thousand."
This time, a box on the second floor that had been silent participated in the bidding.
The box on the third floor didn't make any more noise, and seemed to have given up.
The auctioneer smiled: "The distinguished guest on the second floor bids five thousand top-quality spiritual stones. Are there any other guests who want to bid?"
"Eight thousand." Mu Lin said with a smile.
"Ten thousand."
It’s still the box on the second floor.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that a person in the private room on the second floor could get 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones. With such financial resources, why wasn't he invited to the VIP room on the third floor?
Feng Yuying frowned and couldn't help but think more: "Buji, go find out who booked the box number 17 on the second floor."
"yes."
The bidding is still going on.
Mu Lin smiled: "Fifteen thousand."
Number 17: "Ten thousand and seventeen."
Even Hua Wanzhao, who calls herself a rich young woman, was frightened when she heard this: "Hey, Mu Linxiao, you can't do that..."
"Don't worry, this can be considered a sect mission, and the sect will reimburse this kind of large spiritual stone expenditure."
After appeasing Hua Wanzhao, Mu Linxiao continued to increase the price: "Thirty thousand."
However, Hua Wanzhao was not comforted. Instead, her face turned pale because he added so much at once.
She had no choice but to ask Ning Chenhao: "Ning Chenhao, what if Mu Linxiao can't get so many spiritual stones..."
"Even if we can't get it out now, the sect will send someone to redeem him. Little Master doesn't have to worry about this."
What Ning Chenhao was confused about was Mu Linxiao's attitude. He had never seen Mu Linxiao be so persistent about something in his previous life.
Sect mission?
Is it really a sect mission?
The other party didn't seem to expect Mu Linxiao to be so capable of leverage, and he gradually lost the confidence to increase his leverage.
"Thirty-three thousand."
Mu Lin smiled: "Thirty-five thousand."
No more bids were made on the 17th.
Ning Chenhao: "It seems that thirty-three thousand is the limit for No. 17."
"Is there any increase in price?" the auctioneer asked.
The whole place was silent.
Thanks to Yinghunjun and Tinglan Tingyu for the recommendation