This is a token. The host said with great emotion: "I would like to tell everyone present responsibly that in terms of value, this token is the most important one, but today we put it in the mid-time auction because
We at Sitong Pavilion know that many people are waiting for this auction item."
The people at the scene suddenly became silent, and some people's breathing became a little rapid.
Fang Hao looked around with some surprise. Although he knew that this token was very special, he really didn't expect that it would be valued by so many people.
Immediately, the host smiled and said: "Yes, this is what you are waiting for. The token issued by Sanqingshan only costs 100 yuan in the entire Kyushu. It is prepared by Sanqingshan for the destined people in the world. As long as you hold the token, you can get it once.
By practicing, you can hope to gain the favor of the gods and immortals in the mountain, and you may also become a registered disciple of Sanqing Mountain."
"Everyone also knows that it has been spread in the martial arts world that only the true saints at the peak of the Xuanjing are eligible to sign up to compete for the registered disciples of Sanqing Mountain. These tokens are prepared for people who are not at the peak of the Xuanjing, but for those who are at the Xuanjing.
Prepared by people, this is also good news for low-level martial arts practitioners. Just imagine, if you enter Sanqing Mountain without even reaching the Xuanjing realm, you may become a true saint when you come out? This is the real opportunity for the carp to leap over the dragon's gate."
"Hurry up and announce how much the starting bid is!" Someone became impatient and showed his determination to win this token.
Fang Hao was also surprised. There is such a token in Sanqing Mountain. It is definitely a fatal temptation for the practitioners in the world. Who among the warriors in the world doesn't want to reach the top!
Ling Xian couldn't help but ask: "Isn't this Sanqingshan the founder of Taoism?"
Fang Hao shook his head and said: "No, Sanqingshan is just like a sect, a very strong one."
Ling Xian frowned and said, "What about those people from Buddhism and Taoism? Are they not there?"
Fang Hao said seriously: "Yes, but they are very low-key and don't pay much attention to worldly things."
"Oh, you buy this thing, give it to me!" Ling Xian's eyes gleamed, as if he was very curious about this Sanqing Mountain, because the host's words were so magical that when he went in, he didn't even feel the mysterious realm, but when he came out, he didn't.
Maybe reach the pinnacle of the mysterious realm.
But suddenly, the host announced a number, leaving Ling Xian completely dumbfounded and helpless.
The host said loudly and energetically: "The starting price of this Sanqing Order is one million taels of gold, and the increase price will not be less than one hundred thousand taels of gold!"
Fang Haodu took a deep breath and realized how many armies it would take to feed one million taels of gold and how many weapons and armors it would take to build.
However, there were soon bids.
"One million!"
"One million and one million!"
"One million and two hundred thousand!"
"..."
Soon, it rose to two million. Fang Hao looked depressed. Looking at the people who quoted the price, Fang Hao thought depressedly, do these guys have that much money?
I remember that when he had the most money, it was only one or two million.
But at this moment, Xu Yuanguo, who was sitting in the front row, raised his hand indifferently: "Three million!"
For a moment, the enthusiastic auction house fell silent.
Even the host couldn't help but be shocked for a moment, and then said excitedly: "The prince bids three million, is there anything higher?"
Xu Yuanguo was calm and relaxed, and appeared wealthy and wealthy.
Hearing that this guy asked for three million taels of gold, Fang Hao regretted it. He regretted not asking this guy for money. He saved his daughter, and giving him one or two million taels of gold didn't seem like a big deal, right?
But just thinking about it, Fang Hao felt in his heart that this token was not worth the price. Any cultivation would not be achieved overnight. It required precipitation and hard training. He did not believe that if he entered Sanqing Mountain, he would be at the peak of the Xuan Realm when he came out.
But at this time, a man in purple robes also sat in front and slowly raised his hand: "Three million and one hundred thousand."
Xu Yuanguo turned his head and glanced at the purple-robed man: "Three and a half million!"
Xu Yuanguo's bidding was completely unreasonable, but it put great pressure on everyone present. Such a bidding not only showed that he was determined to win, but also showed that he was very rich.
The county princes in Longxing, this is the land entrusted by Xu State, with a large population and vast land. For Xu Yuan State, money seems to be nothing.
The purple-robed man frowned slightly and glanced at Xu Yuanguo: "Your Majesty is so cultivated that he still needs this token?"
"The Supreme Elder of the Ziyang Sect also has unfathomable cultivation, so this token is useless compared to it." Xu Yuanguo said calmly.
The man in purple robe snorted, and actually dared not to give face to the county prince, and directly shouted: "Three million and six hundred thousand!"
However, Xu Yuanguo said without hesitation: "Four million!"
At this moment, countless people took a breath. Four million was an astronomical number to many people present.
Finally, the man in purple robe stopped raising the price, and Xu Yuanguo obtained the Sanqing Order.
After a while, the people at the auction regained their previous interest and excitement.
The auction item of Sitong Pavilion this time is a flightless beast, the auction price is 30,000, the level is not high, it is estimated to be at most one level.
It was finally sold for 50,000.
The second one is a flying beast, and it is level two, just equivalent to the transformation state of a human being.
Fang Hao's eyes lit up instantly. The starting price was one hundred thousand.
Fang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he was a little worried. He had gotten two hundred thousand, but he still didn't know if it would be enough.
Immediately, when the auction started, many people raised their bids, and even before Fang Hao even shouted, it reached 180,000.
At this moment, Fang Hao's face turned pale and he shouted: "Two hundred thousand!"
As soon as these words came out, not many people paid attention because the price seemed very ordinary.
People who were not careful enough noticed it. Xu Ziruo in the front row heard Fang Hao's voice and recognized it instantly. Then when she turned around and found that it was really Fang Hao, she immediately became happy and said something to her father.
Fang Hao pretended not to see it and was sternly waiting for someone to increase the price!
Naturally, someone shouted 210,000.
Immediately afterwards, there was another round of price increase, which went up to 300,000 yuan.
Fang Hao's face looked a little ugly, which was seriously beyond his expectation. He was shocked by the high price of four million just now. Now many people hear the price of two to three hundred thousand taels of gold, and they don't seem to think it is anything. It seems a little...
paralysis.
Cursing secretly, this Sitong Pavilion is indeed a ghost. Fang Hao was depressed but had no choice because he only had 200,000.
But at this moment, Xu Yuanguo in front shouted: "Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
This time, even though there were a few people who wanted to buy it, they didn't seem to want to raise the price. After seeing how wealthy Xu Yuanguo was, they knew they couldn't get it. Even if they increased the price, it would not be good for them, and they might even offend Xu Yuanguo.
So one by one they turned off the engine in surprise.
This time, the flying beast was sold to Xu Yuanguo for 350,000 yuan.
Just when Fang Hao was a little annoyed, Xu Ziruo suddenly stood up from the front row and walked to the back. (To be continued)