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The steward saw Mao's bewilderment and didn't explain too much, and then introduced to Mao's brother: "Your Excellency Wang Ming, in this crystal ball, you can see the auction meeting scene, presiding over the stage meeting. When you show a lot, there will be customers competing for bids. If you have a fancy for a lot, you can tell the waiter that she will help you, but when the final transaction is completed, you must take out enough celestial stones, otherwise. .. …"
"I understand all of this, and I also understand the rules!" Brother Mao interrupted the manager and asked, "When will the conference begin?"
The manager smiled awkwardly, and said, "It's less than an hour!" Seeing Brother Mao nodded, he retired respectfully.
After the steward left, Brother Mao looked at the crystal ball and carefully observed the environment in the hall, and found that the hall was full of seats. Although there were so many people sitting, there was no loud noise.
Brother Mao said in his heart: "It seems that the trading market is indeed as strong as Ayu said, and no one dares to provoke it!"
Brother Mao didn't notice. After the steward left, the beautiful waiter Lianbu moved lightly, came to the table and put down the tea set in his hand, and then began to lightly loosen Luo Shan. When Brother Mao noticed, the beauty messenger dragged nothing but There is nothing left.
Brother Mao suddenly said angrily: "What are you doing?"
Seeing Brother Mao's anger, the beautiful waiter hurriedly knelt down and said: "Your anger, this is the rule of the trading market. We are all strictly trained and clean!"
Brother Mao asked coldly: "Does your trading market also force customers to do the same thing with you?"
The beautiful waiter said: "That's not true, but if the slave family doesn't serve you well, you will be punished by the supervisor!" She started crying.
Seeing the pitiful appearance of the beautiful waiter, Brother Mao was not good to say coldly and blame her, sighed, and said: "Okay, go ahead and put on your dresses. I won't take care of things. Said it!"
The beautiful waiter felt that Brother Mao's tone had eased, and hurriedly got up and put on the dress.
Brother Mao frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want to do this in the trading market?"
The beautiful waiter said: "Your Excellency, the slave family is called Jingping. She was born in an ordinary family. The family is poor and the old father is seriously ill. He does not have a fairy stone to buy elixir. Moreover, the slave family has poor qualifications and cannot practice cultivation. Heal, so..."
"Alright!" Brother Mao sighed and said, "I think you are also a poor person. Is there any way to restore your freedom?"
Jing Ping said excitedly: "Your Excellency, if you want the slave family to regain their freedom, you must pay a hundred times the price of the slave family to the market!"
Brother Mao then asked: "Then what is your selling price?"
Jing Ping replied: "The Nujia sold two middle-grade immortal stones to the market."
After listening to Jing Ping’s words, Brother Mao hated him in his heart. He didn’t expect that the trading market would be so dark. Refining is a beast who cannibalize people without spitting out bones, but with his current strength, it is really not the strength to tear his face with them. .
Thinking of this, Brother Mao said: "Okay, I understand. After the auction is over, I will tell the steward."
After listening to Brother Mao's words, Jing Ping knelt down with a "poof" and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your great kindness. The slave family is just being a cow and a horse, and it won't be worth it!"
"Okay, okay!" Brother Mao waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be like this, I just did it!"
At this time, there was a sound from the crystal ball, and Brother Mao hurriedly looked at the crystal ball, and saw that an energetic old man with a red face and white beard and white hair stood on the high platform in the hall. There was a man in front of the old man. A wooden table with two rows of red walnut-sized crystal stones side by side on the wooden table.
Standing on the high platform, the old man said loudly: "Dear fellow Taoists, we have arrived at the monthly auction held in our trading market. Today, our trading market has prepared many treasures for everyone, let everyone open their eyes first."
At this time, one of them walked onto the high platform holding a tray covered with red silk after his death.
The old man took the red silk and suddenly a dark, lumpy, irregular-shaped stone appeared in front of everyone.
The old man pointed to the stone and introduced: "This is a meteorite from outside the sky, which fell from the depths of the universe to the heavens. It is said that it is hard to damage with a knife and axe. It has been roasted with samādhi real fire for seven or forty-nine days without being deformed. It can only be melted with the fire of chaos, but it is an excellent material for refining magic weapons. The starting price is one thousand lower-grade celestial stones, and each bidding is 100 lower-grade celestial stones. Everyone can bid!"
After the old man had finished speaking, no one in the audience made an offer. The old man was very embarrassed, but he was still waiting quietly.
At this moment, suddenly a man with a loud voice stood up and said: "I have a thousand lower-grade immortal stones!"
Finally someone bid, the old man exhaled a long breath, and said excitedly: "Okay, this fellow Taoist offered a thousand lower-grade immortal stones, is there any other offer?"
But the old man said three times and no one bid again. The old man had to raise the gavel in his hand and said loudly: "One thousand lower-grade fairy stones, one thousand lower-grade fairy stones twice, and one thousand lower-grade fairy stones three times!" Then the gavel floated towards. Up the wooden table.
The old man said to the man who bid: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for obtaining this meteorite from the outside world, please go backstage to hand it over!"
Then another maid came up holding a tray covered with red silk.
The old man uncovered the red silk, and suddenly a broken sword with a faint black glow appeared in front of everyone.
The old man picked up the broken sword from the tray and said: "This is the ancient killing weapon Slayer sword. In the Lich battle that year, the witch clan refined the Slayer sword and killed hundreds of millions of monsters, and hundreds of millions of monsters gathered on it. Soul, but was interrupted by the Demon Emperor and Taiyi." After a pause, he said: "This Demon Slayer Broken Sword has a starting price of 10,000 middle-grade immortal stones, and each time a bid of 1,000 middle-grade immortal stones, the bidding begins."
The Slaughter Demon Sword is dispensable for the celestial cultivators at this time. After all, the celestial monster clan at this time is already very rare. Even if some of the celestial monsters are captured by the celestial power as a mount, unless you go to the celestial monster realm. .
The old man saw that this Demon Slaughter sword was like that piece of meteorite from the sky, no one cared about it, and he was anxiously sweating.
At this moment, Brother Mao in the private room moved in his heart and said to Jingping next to him: "Ms. Jingping, I want this Demon Slayer sword, you help me bid!"
Jing Ping replied: "Okay!" As she said, she pressed a red button on the wall next to her, and then a red crystal stone on the table in front of the old man on the high platform in the hall lit up. ()