"The following is a book about the art of refining weapons, written by a high-level weapon refiner. This person was extremely famous in the world of cultivation in the Zhou Dynasty a thousand years ago, but it is a pity that he failed to enter the realm of Nascent Soul in the end. Even if one’s lifespan is exhausted, it can be considered a good death.”
The shopkeeper gave it a try and then said slowly: "This person is Mr. Xu Zhanxu."
"It's him!"
"This man is incredible."
"I heard that at his peak, he had refined dozens of top-quality spiritual weapons. It is said that he had also refined a perfect spiritual weapon. It was quite powerful, but all the Jindan masters wanted to get one from him. Spiritual weapon.”
Most of the Foundation Establishment monks present had never heard of this person, but in Master Jindan's room, there was a burst of discussion.
The shopkeeper removed the gauze on the tray, revealing a thin ancient book. The paper was withered and yellow and looked old.
The shopkeeper said solemnly: "This is Mr. Xu's handbook. The base price is 100,000 spirit stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 1,000!"
Su Zimo looked at this ancient book with fiery eyes, but his heart felt cold.
This ancient book is exactly what he needs most, and it is also the purpose of this trip.
But with his ability, he simply couldn't afford it.
Not to mention that the base price was one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, even if it was one hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones, after bidding several times, Su Zimo's spiritual stones were not enough.
Sure enough, in this short time, the price of this ancient book has been rising steadily, reaching close to 200,000 yuan!
There weren't many people bidding, just a few.
To an ordinary cultivator, this ancient book may be nothing, but to a weapon refiner, it is a priceless treasure.
Even if the person making the bid is not a weapon refiner, he must be inextricably related to the weapon refiner.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from room No. 77: "Two hundred and fifty thousand!"
Su Zimo's eyes flickered and his heart moved.
This voice is a bit familiar, it seems to be a bad old man!
After all, they didn't meet each other, so it was hard for Su Zimo to tell based on his voice.
However, these days, it is indeed rare to see old man Zao in the sect.
There was a sound of exclamation from the seats in the inner square.
It was still 200,000 before, but now it was suddenly called to 250,000, which is a full amount of 50,000 high-grade spiritual stones. This is not a small amount!
The rooms that had been bid for before suddenly became silent.
"hehe."
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "The guests in Room 77 are really generous. Of course, it also proves the value of this ancient book. Two hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones, are there any customers who want to increase the price?"
As the shopkeeper of Tianbao Auction House, he naturally didn't want the price to stop here. In his words, he seemed to inadvertently remind other customers.
After a brief silence, a voice came from a room that had been bid before: "Twenty-five thousand and one thousand."
"Three hundred thousand!"
Then, without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, the price of room No. 77 was raised to 300,000 yuan!
This time, the scene was completely controlled!
"The people in Room 77 are not insiders of the auction house, right?"
"It's hard to say, just keep raising the price."
There was a burst of discussion on the seats.
After waiting for a long time, no one raised the price, so Zhanzhi had no choice but to ask with a smile: "Has no one raised the price yet?"
In fact, 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones are enough, reaching the limit of the value of this ancient book, so it would be inappropriate to increase the price.
The shopkeeper didn't give any hope, so he raised his voice and said: "Three hundred thousand once.
"Three hundred thousand twice."
"Three hundred thousand..."
"I'll pay 310,000!"
At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded in Room 80.
Hearing this, the shopkeeper was overjoyed and said: "The price of room 80 has been increased to 310,000. I wonder which other guests will increase the price?"
Although he said this, the shopkeeper's eyes fell on room 77.
After a brief silence, the price of room 77 was increased again.
"Three hundred and twenty thousand."
This time, the cultivator in Room 77 was obviously much more cautious. It seemed that more than 300,000 yuan had reached the upper limit of his ability.
"Three hundred and thirty thousand."
Immediately afterwards, the cultivator in Room 80 immediately raised the price without hesitation.
The cultivator in Room 77 became more and more hesitant, thinking for a long time before raising the price.
In this moment, the price of ancient books continued to rise between the two rooms of cultivation circles, and it had reached as much as 400,000!
In fact, the real price of this ancient book is only around 300,000.
But this thing is expensive because it has a price but no market. Most of the tempering techniques are not spread to others, so it is difficult to buy.
This time, it was the turn of the cultivator in Room 77 to speak.
After a long time, no sound was heard.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
At this moment, there was a burst of arrogant laughter in Room 80, and a Jindan Master wearing a red Taoist robe walked out with gloomy eyes. He looked at Room 77 and sneered: "Old man, hold on. If you can't go down, don't hold on, even if I give you this ancient book to Piaomiao Peak, no one can understand it!"
Hearing this, Su Zimo no longer had any doubts in his heart.
Sure enough, the door of Room No. 77 was banged open, and an old man with gray beard and slovenly hair walked out angrily, looked at the man in red robe and asked loudly: "Sima Zhi, you can't get along with me out of pure intention, right? Your True Fire Sect doesn’t lack this kind of tempering technique at all, so what are you trying to rob me of?”
"I like it."
Sima Zhi smiled proudly.
"You..." The old man was at a loss for words.
Sima Zhi said leisurely: "Old man, can you get the 400,000 spirit stones? Looking at how poor you are, haha, I'm afraid you're going to sell the iron by selling it out, right?"
The bad old man's face was ashen.
As Sima Zhi said, he only had 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones in his storage bag, which he collected with the other four peak leaders before coming here.
He dared to call out 400,000 spiritual stones, which really put all his family and valuables on it.
He must obtain this ancient book, not for himself, but for his disciple Su Zimo!
Ever since Wufeng competed last year, Old Man Zao has been wandering around the world, wandering around various auction houses, trying to buy a copy of the Art of Tempering.
Su Zimo has been able to refine low-grade spiritual weapons for a long time, but he has been stuck at the tempering step and cannot break through.
Although he didn't say it, the old man was worried. He always felt that he could not help Su Zimo and wasted the child's talent in weapon refining.
After finally encountering this ancient book of tempering today, the old man will not let it go.
But unexpectedly, Sima Zhi from the True Fire Sect came out halfway!
The True Fire Sect is the strongest in refining weapons and elixirs among the five major sects. For this kind of tempering technique, the True Fire Sect is not lacking at all.
Nowadays, Sima Zhi keeps raising prices, and his purpose is not to let the old man get this ancient book!
"Old man, are you right?"
Sima Zhi smiled and said: "Go back, don't come out and embarrass yourself!"
In the inner workshop, many cultivators looked at this scene and pointed.
The bad old man looked ugly and was shaking with anger, but he was unable to refute.
In Room No. 1, Su Zimo suddenly stood up, looked at Gu Xi and asked, "General manager, can you lend me some spiritual stones?"
"What are you borrowing? If you want to take a picture of this ancient book, just ask for the price." Gu Xi seemed to have expected this scene, she just smiled slightly, crossed her hands in front of her, and said casually.