Thirty taels of gold, someone raised the price again, what are you waiting for. "The voice of the old man in yellow was even louder. The price of 30,000 taels of gold had reached his estimate. Even if no one continued to follow the price, he was satisfied.
The old collector held up a sign, "Thirty-one thousand taels!"
"Thirty-two thousand taels!" Ye Chen also followed the price.
Ouyang Ming smiled disdainfully, "Forty thousand taels!"
"Don't follow. Although this thing caught my eye, it's not worth the price. It's better to buy other antiques." The old collector gave up following the price.
"You should have given up a long time ago, isn't it just half the blade? Why spend tens of thousands of taels of gold." The warrior next to him said with a smile.
"What do you know, but all ancient objects have their research value."
"Okay, I don't understand, you understand."
In the private room, Ye Chen frowned and raised the price to 41,000 taels.
Wu Zongming said strangely: "Ye Chen, what's wrong with you, there are still many treasures behind, there is no need to waste money to buy this junk thing! You really think you can find something out of it, lost spirit, this half of the sword body It's worth about the same as an ordinary sword."
Ye Chen said: "Come to participate in the auction, always buy something to go back."
"Hehe, there's nothing I can do with you." Wu Zongming shook his head.
"Fifty thousand taels!" Ouyang Ming held up the sign. This little gold is nothing to him. He has been an inner disciple for several years and completed hundreds of tasks. His accumulated net worth has reached a terrifying level. Even some middle-level families may not be richer than him, and a mere 50,000 taels of gold is not in his eyes.
The heart of the old man in yellow almost jumped out of his chest. It was really unbelievable. The half of the sword, which he thought no one would pay attention to, actually got a bid of 50,000 taels of gold, far exceeding the estimate, and it seemed that the other side had no intention of giving up. .
Off the court, everyone felt very strange, but they were not very surprised. Every auction would always be a bit unpopular. Some worthless things were auctioned for a very high price, while some valuable treasures could not be sold. .
"Another two masters with so much money that they have nowhere to go." Someone said enviously.
"80% are sect disciples, these people are really rich."
"Hey, I only hate that our talents are not good, otherwise we would have joined the sect long ago, and now we can become the elders of the outer sect, what a prestige."
"Stop talking, the price has started to increase over there."
"Fifty-five thousand taels!" Ye Chen added five thousand taels.
"Sixty thousand taels!"
"Sixty-five thousand taels!"
"Seventy thousand taels!"
"Eighty thousand taels!"
"Ninety thousand taels!"
Ye Chen's face was very ugly. He thought that no one would follow the half of the sword until now. Unexpectedly, it went against his wish and climbed all the way to 90,000. I really don't know if that person is deliberately joining in the fun or really wants to take a picture.
Holding up the sign, Ye Chen quoted, "One hundred thousand taels!"
suck!
Everyone on the field gasped, one hundred thousand taels of gold, this is not a small amount, many warriors in the middle stage of the Condensed Realm may not have this amount after ten years of hard work, after all, warriors also spend a lot of money, and the money to buy pills is never I will save money, I am used to being extravagant.
"One hundred thousand taels of gold is nothing, but there's no need to keep following it. Anyway, it's useless for me to take it back. It's purely for collection, not to mention teasing the other party. I think that person feels distressed!" Ouyang Ming Da Ma Jin Daoist sat on the monster leather chair, with a half-smile on his face, and teased in his mouth.
The Ziyang Sect disciple next to him said flatteringly: "If you know who this person is, you must let him treat you. Brother Ouyang has given him face very much."
"Well, when the auction is over, let's go and see who it is."
Ouyang Ming said: "Don't you guys see that the wind is the rain, I don't want him to treat guests, and it would be good to ask him to lend me half of the sword blade for two days to play with."
Hearing this, Li Ling smiled wryly to herself, thinking that that person had better not go against the second senior brother, otherwise he would inevitably suffer some hardships. Few of the younger generation in Tianfeng Kingdom could go against the second senior brother.
"One hundred thousand two times, one hundred thousand two times, one hundred thousand two three times, deal, congratulations to the distinguished guests in private room No. 7, this half of the sword will be delivered to you immediately." The old man in yellow smiled openly, as if he had picked up one hundred thousand for nothing Two pieces of gold are the same.
After a while, a beautiful girl walked in holding half of the sword.
"Tsk tsk, this junk thing is worth one hundred thousand taels!" Wu Zongming lost interest after just looking at it.
Ye Chen handed the beautiful girl ten gold tickets with a denomination of ten thousand taels, took the sword from the opponent's hand, and immediately threw it into the storage spirit ring.
Soul power penetrated into it, and Ye Chen secretly said: The two are really one, but there is still a small piece missing, I don't know if they can be assembled.
That day, there was faint laughter from the Broken Sword. It was simple and vast, which made Ye Chen very impressed.
"The fourth item is the three Guizhen Pills. Everyone must know its function. Yes, it can give the warriors in the Condensed Realm a 50% chance to improve their cultivation by the first level. The side effects are very small. Dan can serve three times in a row, the first time is 50% chance, the second time is 30% chance, the third time is 10% chance, whoever can buy three, it is almost guaranteed to upgrade to the first level, unless he is lucky It's bad enough." After the previous unpopularity, the real favorite is officially on the stage. It is Wu Zongming's dream of Guizhen Pill, and there are three pieces in total, and the value of each piece is immeasurable, especially for those warriors with low talents. to say.
"The three pieces will be auctioned separately. The starting price is 30,000 taels of gold, and each increase should not be less than 2,000 taels. The bidding begins."
Wu Zongming was a little impatient, held up the sign and said: "Fifty thousand taels!"
hum!
Everyone in the auction house was stunned by this price. Who is this, who quoted such a high price as soon as it came up, and let people live.
Warriors who are not rich enough hate their teeth, but there is no way, who told him that no one has money, otherwise he would directly offer a million taels and see who else competes.
"Fifty-five thousand taels!" After a moment of calm, someone began to haggle over the price.
Wu Zongming grinned, "Seventy thousand taels!"
"Eighty thousand taels!" A sect disciple made a move.
"One hundred thousand taels!" Wu Zongming continued to quote.
"Twelve thousand taels!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
In the end, the first Guizhen Pill still fell into Wu Zongming's hands, which left the crowd stunned. The disciples of the sect are disciples of the sect, and each of them was very rich. Two, make them completely desperate.
The second Guizhen Pill was not so popular, and was bought back at a price of 130,000 taels of gold by a person who looked like a sect disciple.
The third one was raised again, reaching 160,000 taels, and it was also a sect disciple.
The old man in yellow was very satisfied with the result, cleared his throat and said: "The next thing is the heavyweight auction item, a book of earth-level low-level martial arts."
"What, earth-level low-level martial arts!"
"Are you kidding me?"
Everyone, including the VIPs in the private room, was stunned.