Logically speaking, Lin Yanli should be happy after the increase of fifty thousand spiritual stones.
But she couldn't be happy no matter what.
With suspicion, Lin Yanli patted the bell and whispered: "Six hundred thousand spiritual stones."
This price has already exceeded a lot. If that person continues to increase the price...
"Six hundred and fifty thousand dollars!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the auction house took a breath.
Every time you make a move, fifty thousand spiritual stones are added. Does the monk in Jiashenfang's family run a spiritual mine?
Lin Yanli's little hands were a little stiff. She retracted her hands, her palms covered with cold sweat.
Her guess was right, the monks from Jiashen Room came here for Jiang Wanli's belongings!
Lin Yanli looked at the Jiashen room with her mind's eye. There were restrictions on the layout of the room. She could only see a tall and thin man sitting in the room.
Suddenly the man raised his head, and Lin Yanli fell to the ground with a "thud" in fright.
The person who can detect her inner thoughts through the restriction is definitely a great monk!
"What's wrong?" Chen Ke, who was sitting next to Lin Yanli, quickly helped Lin Yanli up and asked gently.
Lin Yanli was still in shock. She looked up at Chen Ke and shook her head gently, "No...it's okay."
When the people around her looked at her with concern, she responded with a smile and sat back on the futon. This time she did not dare to raise her head.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand, this sword technique belongs to fellow Taoist Jiashenfang!"
The old man knocked the hammer hard and announced the ownership of this sword art.
The moment the old man dropped the hammer, many eyes in the auction house were cast on the Jiashen House.
Those eyes include envy, jealousy, unwillingness, and greed.
There are rules in the city, but outside of the city, it is the real lawless zone!
Murder and interception are too common!
For the sake of a powerful skill, it is worth letting those people take risks!
"Hehehe, fellow Taoists, please be quiet, now we have the last auction!"
The old man put down the golden hammer in his hand, bowed slightly, and saw a black figure appearing on the black iron table.
The person who came was the optimistic owner of the auction house.
He stood upright, holding a handful of red spears in his hands.
He raised his hand and waved, and a virtual image appeared in front of everyone.
What is revealed in the virtual image is the gun held in Optimistic's hand.
"This spear is called the Hundred-Crown Crane Feather. It is the semi-immortal weapon that everyone has been waiting for for a long time!"
After optimistically speaking, the whole audience started breathing like a blower.
Suddenly, a monk in the audience stood up, blushing and asked: "How do you prove that it has the qualities of a semi-immortal soldier!"
Yes, how to prove it?
The eyes of everyone on the field fell on Optimism. Optimism smiled softly, his whole body was shaken, and a spear shot into the sky.
Looking at the spear again, a flamingo appeared from the tip of the spear, spread its wings and was about to fly. The flamingo's claws grasped the head of the spear. Many lines were carved on it, emitting bursts of light. The entire spear actually emitted blazing fire.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Optimistic held up his gun and held a streak of gun flowers, and the flamingo with the gun tip made a burst of cranes as he waved optimistically.
"Fellow Taoists, please look at the image stone!"
After the optimistic dance of Guns N' Roses, he jumped off the table in small steps. Everyone was attracted by the optimistic words and cast their eyes on the photo stone.
I saw the optimistic figure in the photo stone holding a spear and throwing it suddenly, drawing a trail of flames in the air with the hundred-crowned crane feather. When he appeared again, the spear had penetrated the bodies of the three monks of the Fourth Realm.
"I recognize that monk. He is Old Ghost Wu. He was a strong man in the Four Realms. How could he die like this?"
"As expected of a semi-immortal soldier, he actually killed three Fourth Realm monks with one strike. It's really terrifying!"
"The semi-immortal soldiers are really not worthy of their support."
People who saw this scene talked a lot.
With an optimistic smile on his face, he placed the spear in his hand on the table, "Fellow Taoists, I have personally tested this semi-immortal weapon. Although it consumes more spiritual energy, I am convinced that monks in the Four Realms can hold this semi-immortal weapon.
The soldier, with a full blow, can kill five realms. Of course, it also has many shortcomings, but I believe that all fellow Taoists will never regret it after taking it!"
Optimistic spread his hands, raised his head with a smile, "There is no starting price for this item, please bid!"
As soon as he finished speaking optimistically, the price started to rise crazily like a tide.
Lin Yanli sat in the side room and watched the numbers on the photo stone beating, feeling stunned in her heart.
The excited roars in the auction house, the numbers flying on the photo stone, and the flashing auras all reflect madness.
"Huh... I have never seen so many spirit stones in my life." Zhou Qianluo wiped the sweat from his forehead and didn't even dare to look at the shadow stones.
Le Ji smiled and offered a cup of hot tea and gently stroked Zhou Qianluo's back, "This is just the beginning. Those aristocratic families still have some strength left. After all, semi-immortal weapons have a price but no market."
The price rose sharply, and some small and weak families with weak financial resources had given up the competition. When the price rose to two million spirit stones, the auction finally reached its climax.
Lin Yanli clenched her little hands and wiped the sweat from her forehead from time to time.
This fight for financial resources lasted for a full hour before it came to an end.
At this time, the price of this semi-immortal weapon reached 6.7 million.
In a city where you can buy a cauldron for 20 spirit stones, 6.7 million is a huge amount of money.
And this huge sum of money will play its greatest role in Lin Yanli's hands.
"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Jiazifang for bidding on this semi-immortal weapon. The items you get will be delivered to you after the spiritual stones are paid off."
The auction ended with a burst of noise. As soon as Lin Yanli stood up, Optimism led the two maids to Lin Yanli.
"Sir, Sect Master, I have packed the spiritual stones from the auction, please take a look at them." Optimistic eyes narrowed, seeming to be very satisfied with today's auction.
Lin Yanli nodded, grabbed a few storage bags from Optimism's hands, put them away carefully, and patted Optimism's shoulder gently: "Count, I won't count. You have to know one thing, follow me.
Damn it, you can become rich and powerful, and you can only deceive me..."
Lin Yanli stuck out her tongue and gently slashed her neck with the knife.
Optimistic trembled all over, and hurriedly said with a smile: "My subordinates all follow the instructions of the sect leader, and I never dare to have other ideas!"
Lin Yanli stretched out her hand and grabbed the lapel of Optimistic's clothes, forcing him to lower his head. She whispered: "Actually, when you get the semi-immortal weapon, you can consider killing me. Maybe you can do it!"
Her words lingered in Optimistic's heart like a ghost, and he knelt down with cold sweat all over his head.
"My subordinates dare not!"
Lin Yanli let go of her optimism and turned around to walk out of the wing. Before leaving, she didn't forget to turn around and said, "If it weren't for Le Ji, you would be dead!"
Optimistic kneeled on the ground, a cold feeling rushed from his spinal cord to his brain.
He took out a storage bag from his sleeve, quickly put it into Chen Ke's hand, and said with a wry smile: "All the spiritual stones I have withheld are here, please give them to the sect leader."
Lucky walked forward and poked her optimistic head with her hand.
This brother of his is good at everything, but he is greedy for money.
He even dares to covet the young lady's spiritual stone. He really thinks that he has lived too long.