An Lin found a corner and slowly revealed his figure. The people around did not notice this scene strangely, as if he was an ordinary monk with zero sense of existence.
"Then the auction begins!" the host shouted softly.
As soon as the words fell, a monk of a local name shouted out 600,000 spirit stones.
Immediately afterwards, even the monks with a herringbone name began to shout the price, increasing the price to 650,000 spirit stones.
The monks raised their prices continuously, but neither An Lin nor Huangfuwen spoke.
The price gradually increased, and before you knew it, it had already increased to one million spirit stones.
At this time, there are very few bidders.
For a suspected fairy-level mysterious item, one million spirit stones is already the limit of most monks, and further price increases are likely to outweigh the gains.
"1.1 million!" An Lin finally spoke.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted countless gazes, even mixed with a few exclamations.
There is no other reason, but because he is a monk of the Herringbone Seat. Few monks of this level dare to bid more than one million spirit stones.
"Who is this person?"
"I don't know, I haven't made any noise before."
"He looks pretty average, but he didn't expect to be so rich..."
In the auction house, many monks were discussing secretly.
"1.2 million!"
At this time, Tianzihao suddenly heard a voice.
Everyone immediately turned their eyes to the high place, and it was Huangfuwen in a blue Taoist robe who was shouting the price!
An Lin also glanced at Huangfu Wen, cursing inwardly, it's this bastard who likes to raise prices again, so fucking poisonous!
As a last resort, he had no choice but to continue to bid: "1.3 million!"
The monks exclaimed again.
"Oh my god, this unknown cultivator dares to compete with the cultivators of Tianzihao? Are you crazy?"
"That man seems to be called Huangfuwen. He is a very powerful monk who has recently risen in Tianhe Prefecture. It is said that there is a promised battle with Yanmeng, the second princess of the Yanhe royal family, to regret the marriage!"
"This is a man of destiny... The cultivator in that seat is too ignorant. If you provoke such a person, aren't you afraid of being wiped out by the opponent's aura?"
Sure enough, Huangfuwen's complexion completely sank.
None of the monks on the field recognized the item, so could that monk recognize it? impossible! This is clearly making things difficult for me, Huangfu Wen!
"One and a half million spirit stones!" Huangfuwen continued to shout.
Now, his bidding price has exceeded the starting price by one million spirit stones, and even the woman presiding over the auction changed a lot in this scene.
Reasonably speaking, a fairy-level mysterious item is not worth the high price at all. Could it be... What do these two monks know
Some monks began to move around.
"1.6 million spirit stones." An Lin continued to shout.
Huangfuwen glared at An Lin, his voice growling like a wild beast: "This fellow Taoist, you are playing with fire..."
An Lin rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Price-raising madman, I really like this piece of wood, no one can take it away. Be careful if the price is raised too high, otherwise you won't have money to buy it."
Huangfuwen trembled with anger, gritted his teeth and shouted, "1.8 million spirit stones!"
An Lin lightly raised his hand: "Two million spirit stones!"
The monks in the auction house gasped, did the money come from the wind? How could two people fight so hard for such a piece of immortal material
Huangfuwen was about to raise his hand to bid, but the light of the black bead flashed suddenly, and the voice of Ming Lao came: "Don't fight, don't forget what is the purpose of our coming to the auction house, don't have no money to bid for that piece thing."
Huangfuwen took a deep breath, looked at An Lin angrily, and finally put down his hand slowly.
"Once, twice, three times...deal!" The beauty who presided over the auction officially finalized it, and An Lin became the owner of the strange item.
A look of victory appeared on An Lin's face.
The original marrow bone of Ye Cuntian, the true dragon of the Hedao Realm, is a god-level material, not to mention two million spirit stones, even if it is 20 million spirit stones, it is worth fighting for!
Huangfuwen's face was gloomy, he glanced at An Lin, and thought in his heart, just let you be proud for a while, if it's mine, it must be mine, no one can take it away!
He is bound to obtain the original marrow bone of the real dragon in the Dao Realm.
At this time, a beautiful female cultivator walked towards An Lin.
There was a faint smile on her face: "Hello, because your auction involves a relatively large amount, can you show your assets? We need further confirmation from Tianbao Pavilion."
Many monks began to cast their eyes on An Lin, with gloating looks on their faces.
Huangfuwen also became excited, looking at An Lin with burning eyes.
If An Lin was someone who raised prices maliciously but had insufficient assets, then in Tianbao Pavilion, he would not even know how to die!
An Lin wasn't surprised, and didn't mind. He opened the ring and said calmly, "Look for yourself."
The beautiful female cultivator put her consciousness into Anlin's ring.
Then, she was blinded by Anlin's mountain of spirit stones!
"Oh my god..." The female cultivator took a few steps back again and again, her face showing horror, and at the same time, she became in awe of An Lin's expression, and hurriedly lowered her head, "I'm sorry, fellow daoist, I offended you so much before. You, here I apologize to you first!"
The monks who were gloating at the auction house were all dumbfounded at the moment.
What the hell... did the attitude change so quickly? !
This is too real!
Huangfuwen also looked at An Lin with a face full of shock as his heart shuddered.
He knew why the female nun's attitude changed so much, it was all because of the astonishing financial resources of this herringbone monk!
With so much money, but willing to sit on the herringbone seats, can this guy pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger better than me
Regardless of the changes in the expressions of the monks on the field.
An Lin just waved his hand, and said calmly: "It's okay, just go after reading it."
"Yes." The nun nodded obediently and left.
Although An Lin had already given a billion Chang'e, there were still 55 million spirit stones in the ring.
This kind of financial resources, he has never seen any great power in the Void Returning Realm, and it is no wonder that the female cultivator's attitude has changed like this, she really can't afford it!
The auction continues.
Huangfuwen didn't participate in the auction anymore, as if he was waiting for something.
Soon, the last item, the fairy-level treasure Xuan Xue Tian Han Gen began to be auctioned.
The starting price is 1.5 million Lingshi!
This is an extremely precious medicinal material, its value is higher than many high-level elixir, but even so, there is still an endless stream of people auctioning it, and the few monks at Tianzihao are even more enthusiastic about it, and the price increase is ridiculous. One is crisp and neat.
An Lin's eyes wandered over the monks, trying to find the enemy's weakness.
If the Nether True Origin Mine was not auctioned, it proves that the other party is not selling things, but is here to buy things. This shows that the enemy has a high probability of existing among the monks who have auctioned the treasures!
(end of this chapter)