"That's it." Ye Chen nodded understandingly.
"Come on, come on, let's start." The thin old man rubbed his hands, and it looked like he was ready for a big fight.
On the stage, Old Man Netherworld had taken out something.
It was a red fairy sword, clanging and moving. The sword was engraved with ancient runes, and the tip of the sword was stained with blood. The sword's aura was overwhelming, and its whole body was filled with evil aura, scarlet and scary.
"Saint King's Soldiers." There was a sudden voice of surprise, especially the Saint King and the Saint Monk, their eyes were shining. Even many great saints couldn't help but open their eyes, because that red fairy sword was indeed extraordinary.
"It must be made of red alchemy. I don't know how many living creatures I drank." An older sage muttered.
"Is the first lot so extraordinary?"
"What do you know? This is the custom of auctions. The purpose of clearing the way for treasures is to win a good fortune."
"A bunch of ants." The prehistoric quasi-emperor all laughed playfully and continued to sleep without opening their eyes.
"The Netherworld Continent is really a big deal, and the Saint King's soldiers are actually being sold." The thin old man clicked his tongue.
"The sword is pretty good, but it doesn't catch our eye." Ye Chen said, lying on the table bored. He had the Holy King Soldiers, and there were countless Great Holy Soldiers, as well as the Quasi-Emperor Soldiers. He looked down upon the Holy King Soldiers. , when it comes to fairy swords, the red fairy sword is ten times different from his Chixiao sword.
What he cares about is real fire and immortal gold, and he is not very interested in magic weapons. If he wants to be interested, he must at least have a great holy weapon.
"The Fairy Sword Chihong has a base price of 10 million. The bidding starts now. Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than 500,000." The old man Netherworld spoke, his words were ethereal and echoed throughout the auction venue.
"I want this sword, eleven million."
"Thirteen million."
"You are two million, fifteen million."
As soon as Old Man Nether finished speaking, the people present started a bidding frenzy. In just ten seconds, the Red Rainbow Immortal Sword fetched a high price of 30 million. Such a sky-high price made more than 90% of the Saint Kings and Saints. They all shook their heads helplessly, but they wanted to, but they were short of money.
The competition was still fierce, and a fairy sword was finally auctioned off for a high price of 35 million.
The person who got the sword was a great sage, and he hid it very well. It aroused the jealousy of photographers from all over the world, and many people were secretly plotting murder.
The old man Netherworld has put away the Red Rainbow Immortal Sword, and with a flick of his sleeves, the second sword lot is hanging in the air. It is a divine bead, with silver light shining everywhere, and dragon's breath lingering. Listen carefully, and there is a majestic dragon. Yin, if you look carefully, you can still see a small dragon circling in the divine bead.
"Long Yuan?" someone asked in surprise.
"It's not Long Yuan, it's just contaminated with dragon blood." An elder said slowly.
"It must be a secret treasure that strengthens one's foundation and cultivates one's strength. It is worth acquiring."
"Call me when the real fire comes." Ye Chen glanced at the divine bead, then buried his head on the table, and fell into a deep sleep. He couldn't even look down on the Red Rainbow Fairy Sword, let alone this half-assed divine bead. Okay, what about this divine bead? There's a carriage in his storage bag
The thin old man only stared at the silver divine bead with his hands. Ye Chen didn't like it, but he could see it. He could still see the mystery of the divine bead.
"Eight million."
"You're five million, thirteen million, more if you have the guts."
"Fifteen million."
"You're awesome."
The auction venue was very lively. There were not only shouts of bids, but also curses and howls. Although they were all covered in black robes, if they were to lift the veil, most of them would be blushing and thick-necked.
The bidding for the Silver Divine Bead came and went quickly. The level was not as high as the Scarlet Rainbow Immortal Sword, so the price was not high either. It was only fifteen million, and it was taken away by a saint. For this reason, that To respect a saint can be said to be a waste of one's fortune.
"Quiet." Old Man Youming said calmly and took the third lot.
This time, it was a Bagua disk, nothing surprising, not even a ray of fairy light. The only bright spot was that the Yin Qi was very strong.
The photographers in the audience narrowed their eyes slightly, scanning up and down, and looked again and again.
"I like this baby." The thin old man chuckled.
Ye Chen, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by his words. He raised his head slightly and glanced at the Bagua plate, then lay back on the table. He could see what it was at a glance. It could be called a treasure, but Not everyone can use it. This treasure can only be used by those who like to dig up ancestral graves. The so-called gold-finding acupoints are the ability of the Bagua Pan.
"What is this!" someone asked in confusion.
"You are blind! It's just a Bagua disk. Why do you need to ask?"
"Hey, do you want to fight?"
"Aren't you afraid?"
There was a commotion at the auction venue. This was a dynamite factory, and any spark could cause a war.
"The base price is three million. Bidding starts now." Old Man Nether said calmly.
The noise stopped, but all the bidders at the scene looked around and had no intention of bidding. A Bagua plate for finding gold acupoints is actually a useless magic weapon, not an expert in digging graves. Who wants this? thing.
"Three million and one million." Seeing that no one was bidding, the thin old man held up the sign and broke the silence with one word.
This guy was determined to win the Bagua plate. Ye Chen, who was listening to the side, couldn't help but raise his head and glanced meaningfully at the thin old man. He didn't need to ask, but he knew that this old man often visited other people's ancestral graves. The purpose of bidding on this Bagua plate is mostly to find a tomb, and then to find some treasures.
The thin old man raised the price, which caused a chain reaction. One after another followed suit and raised the price. I don't know whether they really wanted it or were just making a fuss.
"Shill, there must be a shill." The thin old man cursed, "If I don't open my mouth, you fucking don't want it. As soon as I bid, they all fucking jump out."
"Is this your first day to participate in the auction?" Ye Chen smiled, without even raising his head.
"Routines, they're all routines." The thin old man's face turned dark. He was an old man, and there was no shill at the auction. No one would believe it if it was spread.
"five million."
"I offered you six million. I like this Bagua tray very much."
"I still like it? Seven million."
"Hey." The thin old man rolled up his sleeves and roared domineeringly, "Eight million."
Okay! At his words, everyone present fell silent. It was not that he was short of the eight million, but that he couldn't make it.
The thin old man got what he wanted, but there were black lines on his forehead. He glanced at the previous bidders with a cannibalistic gaze and concluded that they were shills, causing him to pay an extra five million.
The auction continued, and items were taken out one after another, including many magic weapons, elixirs, and secret scrolls. The auction was pushed to one stage after another. The competition for treasures even caused the scene to get out of control. If it weren't for the control of the old man Netherworld, , this auction has probably become a scene of group fights.
However, Netherworld Pavilion is indeed very ambitious, and the treasures being auctioned are indeed extraordinary, otherwise, the auctioneers would not be so excited about it.
During this period, Ye Chen opened his eyes more than once and glanced at the prehistoric quasi-emperors. They were all leisurely. From the auction to now, they had not made a move. It seemed that they were waiting for the immortal gold.
When one lot is removed, another lot is immediately taken out.
Eh
As soon as the lot was taken out, Ye Chen, who was lying on the table, raised his head and looked at the lot. It was a small gourd, a purple-gold gourd. The whole body was full of light, which was very extraordinary.
Ye Chen looked at it and took out a small gourd from his arms. It was also purple-gold. It was exactly the same as the purple-gold gourd that was about to be auctioned. To say that his little purple-gold gourd was quite old. It was obtained from the Wanbao of Hengyue Sect back then. The pavilion is indeed a secret treasure, and it can identify the hidden restrictions in the treasure. In the past, he had a lot of opportunities because of the purple gold gourd.
"It's so fresh." Ye Chen murmured, and he could clearly feel that the purple and gold gourd in his hand was trembling slightly, as if he had found a relative.
"These two can't be twins!" The thin old man touched his chin, looked at the small gourd on the table, and then looked at the one in Ye Chen's hand. These two small gourds, both in terms of appearance and origin, are very good. There is no difference between them. It is obvious that they come from the same place. Maybe they are really the same girl.
"How do I feel about a male and a female?" Ye Chen said meaningfully.
"If you put them together, you can still have a baby." The thin old man also said with a serious look on his face.
"The base price is three million, starting bidding." Old Man Nether's expression was indifferent, still as straightforward as ever.
"Five million." To Ye Chen's surprise, the first person to bid was the quasi-emperor of the Taotie clan. That man was sitting firmly on Mount Tai. He had never participated in any bidding since the auction. At this moment, he was like this The monkey was anxious and probably saw that the small purple and gold gourd was not extraordinary.
"Eight million." The second bidder was from the Honghuang tribe, the quasi-emperor of the Yongzhu tribe. After bidding, he did not forget to glance at the quasi-emperor of the Yongzhu tribe. Under the black robe, the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, smiling. Very playful.
He smiled, but his smile suddenly stopped, because someone raised the price again, it was still the Honghuang clan, the quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan, clearly slapping him in the face.
Ye Chen wanted to laugh when he saw it. These three quasi-emperors of the Great Desolate Tribe came all the way to settle accounts with him. They couldn't find them, so they started doing it at the auction. However, the three prehistoric quasi-emperors all took action. , which further proves that the small gourd of funds is indeed a treasure.
"Fifteen million."
"You are three million, eighteen million."
"Twenty million."
"Twenty-five million." Qiongqi quasi-emperor raised the bid again. Either way, he was from the prehistoric clan, but he was domineering. He added 5 million in one breath, crushing a large number of bidders to death, including Taotie quasi-emperor and Yongzhu. The quasi-emperors have all ceased their activities, not because they don’t have enough money, but because they have a more important mission. Money can be spent, but not spent randomly.
"Why, no more?" Qiongqi Quasi-Emperor said with a faint smile.
"Since I want it so much, it's yours." Taotie and Yaozhu both sneered and fell into a false sleep.
"But there is still a price increase." Old Man Nether glanced below.
"Add, I'll add 5 million, 30 million Origin Stones." Ye Chen's words were ordinary, but they attracted the attention of everyone present.
"Thirty million?" The thin old man secretly swallowed a sip of saliva and subconsciously scanned Ye Chen up and down. He didn't even know that there was a wealthy man sitting next to him, who opened and shut about 30 million. Unfortunately, from his perspective, he couldn't see it. Although Ye Chen's true appearance cannot be seen, if Ye Chen lifts his black robe, I don't know if he will be frightened and cry.