When Master Canglang quoted a high price of 2.01 million high-grade spiritual stones, the suspense of this auction was no longer high.
Master Yunshan and Master Yining, both of the five major sects, could only bow their heads helplessly. The monks or casual cultivators of other small sects had no hope.
As long as ten breaths pass and no one raises the price, this opportunity to customize the best spiritual weapon will fall on Master Canglang!
"It's basically decided."
Outside the crowd, Bai Yuhan said softly.
Ji Yaoxue also nodded and said: "Well, judging from Master Canglang's tone and demeanor, he should have prepared more than two million high-grade spiritual stones."
Bai Yuhan smiled and said: "Just the momentum of winning is overwhelming. At this time, even if someone jumps up to increase the price, it will be difficult to compete with him, and it will lead to resentment. It is not worth it."
"yes."
While the two were talking, ten breaths had passed.
Sure enough, thousands of Jindan Daoists were present, but no one had the strength to raise the price!
The dust has settled.
Master Canglang breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if he came prepared, two million high-grade spiritual stones was not a small amount for him.
At this time, if someone really jumped out to raise the price, he could only grit his teeth and continue bidding.
Fortunately, this did not happen.
Master Canglang's narrow eyes flashed with joy, and he smiled, unable to conceal his excitement.
In the alley not far away, Gu Xi lowered the curtain of the carriage and whispered, "Go back, there is nothing left to see."
"Well, let's go." Fairy Ji also nodded.
The driver drove the carriage and began to turn the carriage around.
The crowd in front of Mo Ling's weapon refining workshop also began to disperse gradually.
Many Jindan masters were in low mood and looked at the gate of Mo Ling's weapon refining workshop reluctantly.
Master Canglang turned to look at Master Yunshan and Master Yining beside him, smiled slightly, and said: "You two, I accept the concession."
"Fellow Daoist Canglang is rich and wealthy. He really can't compare with you. Congratulations!"
Master Yunshan sneered, turned and left with Shi Jian.
Master Yining snorted lightly and said nothing, but he was unwilling to do so.
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Master Canglang chuckled, a little proud, turned his head, raised his chin towards Nian Qi, and said: "Hey, little girl, announce the result."
Si Yutang whispered: "Junior sister, the master's bid is successful. We may have a chance to meet Mr. Mo later!"
"Um!"
Shen Mengqi clenched her fists, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, and nodded.
Since the beginning of the auction, Nian Qi has not said a word. He has always stood in front of the door with a calm expression, watching the bidding of many Jindan real people below.
It was only then that Nian Qi raised his voice and said: "I announce that in this auction, the fellow Taoist who has won the right to customize the best spiritual weapons is No. 3!"
The crowd had already begun to disperse.
But not long after Nian Qi's words fell, everyone's footsteps gradually stopped, with doubts and strange expressions on their faces.
Number three
Isn’t No. 3 the real Yining from Qingshuang Sect
Was it a slip of the tongue or a mishearing
Everyone turned around subconsciously.
In the alley, just as the carriage was about to leave, a soft cry suddenly came from the carriage.
"How could it be No. 3?" A soft voice sounded, with a hint of confusion.
Outside the crowd, Ji Yaoxue and Bai Yuhan looked at each other, both a little surprised.
"this… "
Bai Yuhan was also a little confused. He blinked and said, "Normally, the highest bidder wins. How could it fall on No. 3?"
In front of the gate, Master Canglang's smile froze on his face when he heard Nian Qi's voice.
Master Yunshan paused in his steps, turned his head and looked thoughtfully.
Master Yining froze on the spot, struck by the surprise that fell from the sky, and could not react for a moment.
"Little girl, are you wrong?"
Master Canglang frowned slightly, showing displeasure.
"That's right."
Nian Qi said naturally.
Master Canglang's face darkened, he turned over his hand and showed his number token, and said solemnly: "You see clearly, I am No. 1! Just now, No. 1 bid 2.01 million high-grade spiritual stones, and No. 1 bid the highest! "
"oh."
Nian Qi nodded and said, "You are right."
Upon hearing these words, Master Canglang's expression softened slightly.
Unexpectedly, Nian Qi changed the topic and said very seriously: "However, the one who has obtained the right to customize the best spiritual weapons is No. 3."
If we say that the results were announced at the beginning, everyone still suspected that they did not hear clearly.
This time, many monks present heard it clearly.
There is a situation!
The monks who had already left gathered in front of the Mo Ling Weapon Refining Workshop at a faster speed, most of them gloating about the misfortune, waiting to watch the fun.
There was no one around Master Canglang, but in the blink of an eye, another group of people gathered around him!
A hint of joking flashed in Master Yunshan's eyes, and he asked pretending to be concerned: "Fellow Daoist Canglang, what's going on?"
"snort!"
Master Canglang looked ugly, snorted coldly, stared at Nian Qi with gloomy eyes and asked slowly: "Little girl, are you kidding me?"
Master Canglang's body exuded a palpitating aura, slowly pressing towards Nian Qi.
Everyone can see that Master Canglang is really angry at this time!
Faced with the pressure from Master Canglang, Nian Qi remained calm and asked, "Do you think I'm joking?"
"Okay, I want an explanation!"
Master Canglang stepped forward, his narrow eyes were filled with light and forceful force, and he asked loudly.
Master Canglang was so aggressive that Nian Qi frowned and seemed a little impatient and asked, "What explanation do you want?"
"Obviously I was the highest bidder in the end, 2.01 million high-grade spiritual stones, and the right to customize top-grade spiritual weapons. Why do you give it to others!"
Master Canglang said slowly: "Little girl, if you didn't hear clearly, I can tell you again now. In the last bid, I, Master Canglang, bid the highest! All the monks present can testify!"
"oh."
Nian Qi responded calmly and asked: "Then what?"
Master Canglang felt a dull pain in his chest, his whole body trembled slightly, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
One side was furious and on the verge of collapse, but the other side was still calm and composed.
Seeing Master Canglang's face turning green and white, everyone suppressed their laughter.
"It was my master who offered 2.01 million high-grade spiritual stones. Didn't you hear clearly?" Si Yutang, the disciple behind Master Canglang, couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and yelled.
Nian Qi covered her ears and yelled: "What are you yelling about? Being rich is a big deal!"
This sentence almost choked Si Yutang to death...
"Pfft!"
Finally someone couldn't help it and laughed out loud.
Master Canglang took a deep breath, the muscles on his face twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Obviously the one with the highest price will get it, but I just want to ask, where are the rules of the Mo Ling Weapon Refining Workshop, and where is the fairness?"
"Rules? Fair?"
Nian Qi looked at Master Canglang with a look of 'you are so innocent' and said: "In Mo Ling Weapon Refining Workshop, all the rules and fairness are decided by my young master..."