"Oh, there is a small thing, I think it is very interesting." Beisong smiled, but moved his right hand.
"Master 23, bid 1,750 high-grade spirit stones! 1,750! 1,750, is there a higher price?!"
"Once in one thousand seven hundred and fifty, twice in one thousand seven hundred and fifty... Okay, the adults in Box 1 bid 1,800 high-grade spirit stones!"
The high-pitched voice was deafening, and Xia Qiu looked at Beisong's men in surprise.
He is next to her, which is seat 23, and there is a red formation point under their hands, just tap to participate in the bidding!
"Master knows what that is?" Xia Qiu asked doubtfully.
"Black iron and pure gold." Beisong said with composure, "a thing from outside the territory."
Black iron fine gold? ! Isn't that what Chen wanted? !
"Xiao Rong, what's the matter? Are you interested too?" Beisong asked, asking the price again without hesitation.
"Two thousand three hundred high-grade spirit stones! Two thousand three hundred... Block 23, is there a higher one?"
Two thousand three hundred high-grade spirit stones, even if Xia Qiu heard it, he was a little tongue-tied at this moment.
Her 5,000 middle-grade spirit stones are enough for alchemy cultivators to practice for two months, and 2,300 top-grade spirit stones are 2,300 multiplied by 1,000...
A small sect with dozens of people, with so many spirit stones, might last a year!
But with so many people, Chen wanted it, and Beisong came here specially for such a stone, then this black iron and fine gold must be a treasure!
With a thought, Xia Qiu thought about the rising price and pressed the bid without hesitation.
"Three thousand and four hundred high-grade spirit stones! No. 22, No. 22 has also joined the bidding!"
"Master, since it is a treasure, the apprentice is here to fight for it!" Smiling, Xia Qiu said to Beisong.
It was still calm and calm, Beisong didn't show any blame, but just smiled lightly, as if looking at a wayward child.
At this time, the bidding was already heated up. Even if they didn't know what the use of such a fist-sized rock was, seeing so many people competing for high prices, those big forces were unwilling to let it go.
The price soared all the way, from 1,500 to 7,600, Xia Qiu called twice more, and everyone began to hesitate when he called again.
After all, this so-called ancient stone is tasteless when you say it. It sounds like it is very hard, but in fact, even the elder Ling can't identify it.
Moreover, in this black market auction, for all forces, the last three auction items are the most important. If too much money is wasted on this stone, it is very likely that the last three items will be missed...
"Nine thousand high-grade spirit stones!" Bei Song asked the price with a calm expression, but the price doubled by almost two thousand high-grade spirit stones.
High-grade spirit stone, this is not Chinese cabbage in the field, nor is it a medium-grade spirit stone, a piece of high-grade spirit stone, a monk in the Qi training period, is enough for half a year to practice, such an unremarkable stone, but such a price!
For a moment, the entire auction was silent.
"Nine thousand high-grade spirit stones once! Nine thousand high-grade spirit stones twice! Nine thousand high-grade spirit stones..." His face was not flushed to describe it. As an auctioneer at the foot of the Qingyun Sword Sect, he had never passed such a high price from him. Just mentioning this number made his ears ringing.
"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, a female voice aroused in the silence, and the auctioneer stopped the wooden hammer that was about to drop.
"I'm sorry, Master." Taking a breath, Xia Qiu stood up, glanced at Beisong, and then calmly looked at the astonished auctioneer.