In the early morning, the warm sunshine filled the entire Netherworld Black Market.
The auction began on a new day. There were figures walking out of every attic. People came from all directions and headed towards the Hidden Dragon Pavilion in the center.
"Do you want it?" Before going out, Xiong Er took out a voice-changing pill and a disguise pill from his crotch and handed them to Ye Chen.
Glancing at Xiong Er's crotch, Ye Chen coughed dryly, "You can just eat it!"
As he said that, he took out a wolf head mask from his storage bag, covered his face, and wanted to take the pills Xiong Er took out from his crotch. How can I put it, he really couldn't keep it down.
"I'll fall down if I don't take it." Xiong Er disagreed and stuffed two pills into his mouth.
Soon, his appearance changed drastically, and he turned into a plump old man with a small beard on his chin, but he was a bit shorter, and he didn't look like an old man at all.
Following the flow of people, the two came to Hidden Dragon Pavilion again.
It was still the most corner place. The two of them sat down to eat, while not forgetting to look at the entrance of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
People from the major aristocratic families in Dachu filed in, and they refused to give in. Especially the aristocratic families who had a history of grievances, all of them had sullen faces, and it seemed that they were trying to compete for the upper hand at the auction.
The people from the three sects arrived soon after, and the Bloodthirsty Palace was still the last to appear.
Ye Chen saw Wu Changqing. His old face could not be more gloomy. He lost face yesterday and became the biggest laughing stock here. After he went back, he became furious and threatened to chop Ye Chen alive.
"Don't be arrogant, I won't let you have another bloodletting today." Glancing at Wu Changqing, Ye Chen couldn't help but sneered.
"You must be more honest today." On the side, Xiong Er said hesitantly while stuffing something into his mouth, "Be careful if the boat capsizes in the gutter, Wu Changqing is not easy to mess with."
"know."
The figures moved and everyone got into position.
Everyone's eyes were directed to the high platform at the front.
Yesterday's auction was all about spiritual weapons, and today's auction is about mystical arts and secrets. This is the traditional rule of the Netherworld black market.
"I wonder if I can capture a secret technique this time." Before the auction actually started, there was already a lot of discussion.
"I heard that the mystical arts and secrets in this auction are all extraordinary!"
"So what if it's extraordinary? We don't have a share in it."
Amid the discussion, Mr. Yangge, who was presiding over the auction, had already stepped onto the high platform, glanced around below, and then said calmly, "The auction begins."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned over his hand and took out an ancient scroll, which made his eyes suddenly brighten.
"One Yang Finger." Yang Pavilion veteran suspended the ancient scroll in mid-air, and did not forget to introduce this mysterious technique, "Refining Yang Zhenqi and gathering one finger is called One Yang. Fellow Taoists with fire attributes can consider it. Bid.”
"The base price is 50,000, and the bidding starts now."
"Sixty thousand." As soon as Yangge finished speaking, someone held a sign below.
"My Qi family will offer two hundred thousand." The second bidder was an elder in gray from the Qi family in southern Xinjiang.
This guy was so arrogant that he lay leisurely on the seat with a playful look on his face. He raised the price by 140,000 spirit stones in one breath, causing the person who was about to bid to sit back in his original position consciously. This includes Xiong Er.
"It's your grandma's fault. I still want to participate?" Xiong Er cursed endlessly.
"The cultivating family is rich and powerful." Ye Chen, who was standing beside him, had a sigh on his face.
"Two hundred and ten thousand." Someone below raised the bid again, and the bidder was a beautiful middle-aged woman from the Wang family in Beichuan wearing a red robe.
They are both from aristocratic families, but the Wang family is not weaker than the Qi family. In a certain sense, it is even stronger than the Qi family. The middle-aged beautiful woman seems to have noticed the extraordinary power of that Yang finger and does not want to give it to the Qi family easily.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand." After the Wang family, the Situ family of Xishu also joined in and raised the price by 40,000.
"Three hundred thousand." The Shangguan family of Dongyue pushed the auction of Yiyangzhi to the climax.
"Three hundred and one thousand."
"Three hundred and fifty thousand."
All the major cultivating families in Dachu put their bids for the auction. In less than a minute, the price of this Yang Finger reached a high price of half a million, which made some casual cultivators look helpless.
"No chance." Xiong Er lay on the seat like a dead pig.
"What a bunch of beasts." Ye Chen also became languid. His Qi attribute was very strong and Yang, so it was perfect for him to cultivate that Yang finger. However, he was short of money, which made him feel helpless.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand." But the next voice made Xiong Er and Ye Chen's eyes light up again, because the bidder was Xiong Er's second uncle.
"There's a show, there's a show." Xiong Er rubbed his little hands and focused his two small eyes on a stocky man in front of him.
He didn't expect that the Xiong family would also participate in the bidding, and spend generously, outdoing all the aristocratic families present. In this way, he could learn his favorite Yiyangzhi without spending any money.
Similarly, Ye Chen also rubbed his hands. Based on his friendship with Xiong Er, it is not impossible to learn this Yang Finger.
In the private room on the second floor, the gray-clothed elder of the Qi family looked gloomy. He looked at Xiong Er's second uncle and said coldly, "Xiong Dashan, you are so courageous."
"If you have the guts, please add more!" Xiong Dashan was forceful. He choked on his words and the Qi family stopped.
"Does your Xiong family have a grudge against the Qi family?" From the words of Xiong Dashan and the elders of the Qi family, Ye Chen caught some clues and couldn't help but look at Xiong Er.
"Of course we have grudges." Xiong Er angrily cursed, "Our two families have been at loggerheads since my grandfather's generation. Because of a natural spiritual stone mine, we often fight."
"That's what you mean!"
"Five hundred and fifty thousand, is there anyone who wants to increase the price?" On the stage, Mr. Yangge glanced at the Qijiaya Room, and then looked around below.
After all, Sanzong and Bloodthirsty Palace did not participate in the bidding, which made Ye Chen and Xiong Er breathe a sigh of relief.
pound!
On the stage, Mr. Yang Ge had already made the final decision.
After collecting the Yangzhi ancient scroll, Mr. Yangge turned over his hand and took out a jade slip. Three big characters were clearly written on the jade slip: Ling Yun Bu.
"Mysterious skills of movement, Lingyun Step, 30,000, start shooting." Mr. Yangge said casually.
Compared to the Yang Finger, this Lingyun Step was obviously of a lower grade, but it couldn't stop the people present from snatching it up, just because it was a mystical art auctioned by the Tianxuan Sect.
"fifty thousand."
"I'll pay 70,000."
"One hundred thousand."
Ling Yunbu's auction was quite popular, but compared to the Yangzhi auction, it was still far behind. In the end, it was bought by a man in a black robe for 130,000 yuan.
The auction continues.
Mr. Yangge kept taking out mystical secrets, and each one caused a commotion in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion. The auctions were also happening one after another. The competition among the major aristocratic families, the three sects, the Bloodthirsty Palace and the powerful men in the hidden world was fierce.
During this period, Ye Chen and Xiong Er also made several attempts, but were unable to raise their heads due to the high price.
"I finally figured it out, these are a bunch of fucking beasts." Xiong Er simply lay down on the table, cursing endlessly.
"They are all wealthy masters." After repeated setbacks, Ye Chen became more and more exhausted. The spiritual stones in his storage bag made him embarrassed to speak again. Every time he made a move, there was not enough to fill his teeth. Son's.
"Tiangang Stick Formation, Daoist fellows who are majoring in spiritual weapons and sticks can consider it." On the stage, Mr. Yangge had already taken out the ancient scroll, "The base price is 30,000, and each increase must not be less than 1,000 spiritual stones. The bidding starts now. .”
"Stick technique?" Ye Chen, who was slapped on the table, raised his head in excitement and looked at the stage with bright eyes.
"You don't practice stick skills, so you're so excited!" Xiong Er glanced at Ye Chen.
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