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Seeing a red crystal stone on the female table light up, the old man looked at the direction of the room where Brother Mao was, and said excitedly: "Okay, there are now 10,000 middle-grade immortal stones. Is there any higher bid?"
Suddenly, another crystal ball on the wooden table in front of the old man lit up.
The old man saw his face flushed and said loudly: "Someone bids for 11,000 middle-grade immortal stones, is there any higher bid?"
Hearing the old man's words, everyone in the hall was in an uproar. I didn't expect that there were still people competing to bid for this broken Demon Slayer sword. Could it be that the head was flooded
At this time, Brother Mao, who was sitting in the private room, frowned and said, "Go on!"
Jingping agreed and pressed the red button again.
The old man on the high platform said again: "Someone has bid 112,000 middle-grade immortal stones, is there a higher price?" The old man saw that no one was bidding anymore, so he raised the gavel in his hand and shouted loudly. He shouted: "The first time for 12,000 middle-grade fairy stones, the second time for 12,000 middle-grade fairy stones, and the third time for 12,000 middle-grade fairy stones!"
"Boom" with a crisp sound, the old man said: "Twelve thousand middle-grade immortal stones have been sold."
Brother Mao saw that there was nothing special about the next few lots, so he didn't care.
"Bang bang bang" At this time, the door of the room was knocked, Jing Ping looked at Brother Mao, and Brother Mao nodded to Jing Ping, and Jing Ping opened the door.
After the door came, the steward walked in, followed by a waitress with a tray in both hands.
After the manager came in, she looked at Jing Ping, who was in neat clothes, frowned suspiciously, and then went to the side of Brother Mao and said: "Your Excellency Wang Ming, I have brought you the Demon Slayer Sword here, please do so. !"
Brother Mao gently picked up the Demon Slayer sword from the tray, and saw that it was a wide three-fingered sword with a fierce beast with teeth and claws carved on the hilt, but the exact fierce beast is unknown, and the blade is exuding. The faint white light, the only pity is that only half of the blade remains, unable to exert its original power.
Suddenly, the branches and leaves of the purple lotus in the Sea of Knowledge unfolded, and a strong suction was emitted. The half-handled Demon Slayer Sword in Brother Mao's hand also trembled, and then flew into the stamens of the purple lotus in the Sea of Knowledge. Among them, the huge leaves of purple lotus were immediately wrapped up.
Seeing this scene, Guan Shi was stunned for a while, looked at Brother Mao incredulously, and asked: "Your Excellency Wang Ming, this is..."
Brother Mao waved his hand and said faintly: "Don't panic, I will pay you the fairy stone." He reached into his arms, took out a cloth bag and handed it over.
Brother Mao said, "This is a 12,000 middle-grade immortal stone, please check it out."
The steward nodded and said: "This is unnecessary. Since you are a VIP in our trading market, your reputation is trustworthy!" After a pause, he said: "I won't disturb your Yaxing!" Taking a deep look at Jing Ping, she took the maid and exited the private room.
After Guan Shi left, Brother Mao said to Jing Ping, who was standing aside nervously: "Girls don't need to be nervous. When the auction is over, I will go to Guan Shi to mention you."
Jing Ping was about to thank again when suddenly the voice of the old man on the high platform in the hall came from the crystal ball.
The old man pointed to the maid who was holding the tray beside him and said: "This is a precious treasure of the Buddha world, the soft relic. It is well known that after the death of the ancient Buddha, 36 relics were left behind. This soft relic is different from others. Thirty-five, if his cultivation realm..."
The old man talked eloquently, and finally shouted loudly: "The starting price of this soft relic is one million top-grade immortal stones, and every time the bid is 10,000 top-grade immortal stones, please start bidding now!"
"One million top-grade celestial stones!"
"One hundred and ten thousand top-grade immortal stones!"
"One hundred and twenty thousand top grade immortal stones!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the people in the audience started scrambling to bid.
When the one and a half million middle-grade immortal stones were sold out, the bidders began to sparse.
At this time, Brother Mao said to Jing Ping: "1.6 million middle-grade immortal stones!"
"Okay!" Jingping agreed and pressed the red button.
Unexpectedly, Brother Mao had just paid the price, but a private room next to him was given 1.7 million middle-grade immortal stones. Brother Mao was taken aback, but he didn't expect someone to bid.
Brother Mao gave another 1.8 million middle-grade celestial stones, and the other party seemed to be determined to win soft relics. He kept chasing the price of brother Mao and offered a high price of 1.9 million middle-grade celestial stones.
Brother Mao didn't believe it either. Just ask who has enough celestial stones of his own. Even if all the celestial stones are used up, he can still exchange celestial stones for celestial stones in the trading market. You must know that you have a very rich vein of top-grade spiritual stones.
Thinking of this, Brother Mao gave two million middle-grade immortal stones.
When Brother Mao bid 2 million middle-grade celestial stones, all the people who screamed at the auction meeting were in an uproar. Who would have such financial resources? A soft relic would even bid for 2 million middle-grade celestial stones. It is impossible for a middle school to come up with so many middle-grade immortal stones.
After Maodi gave two million middle-grade immortal stones, there was a sudden silence in the next private room, and then a strong coercion came from the next private room. This coercion directly acted on Maodi. Suddenly a feeling of powerlessness rose from the bottom of my heart.
At this time, Brother Mao felt the weight of hundreds of millions of catties pressed against him, as if the sky was about to collapse, and his bones made a "cracking" sound.
Just as Brother Mao was about to be unable to bear it, and when his body fell, suddenly the purple lotus in the sea of consciousness released a cool breath that filled his limbs and corpses.
Mao Di straightened up in relief and let out a long breath.
Brother Mao secretly said: "It seems that this person's Buddha strength is quite terrifying, at least he is a master of the Golden Immortal level, otherwise it is impossible to have such a powerful aura."
At this time, Brother Mao’s door was knocked, and the steward walked in and said apologetically to Brother Mao: "Your Excellency Wang Ming, the lord of the city just next door, but you can rest assured, we have warned him. Will do such a rude act again!"
After listening to the manager, Brother Mao nodded slightly and said, "Thank you!"
After the steward left, there was no movement in the private room next to him. In the end, Brother Mao obtained the right to use this soft relic at a high price of two million middle-grade immortal stones.
For the next lot of auctions, there was no interest in Mao Di at all, and Mao Di did not bid again until the end of the auction.
At this time, the old man on the high platform in the hall announced loudly: "Dear friends, this auction meeting has ended successfully, please come back!"
After the old man finished speaking, everyone in the hall left in twos and threes, some with their heads downcast, some with satisfaction. ()