The auctioneer also came. The old man standing on the square platform cleared his throat, contained his strength in his voice, and said lightly: "Okay, I believe that the friends who can come here are disciples of the big family, and there may be some casual cultivators, but these are not important. What is important is that today's auction is led by Mr. Hua Xizi. I hope that the friends present can tell some rules. I don't say much. Let's auction the first item today, a hundred-year-old poria cocos grass, starting at 50 blood stones, and the bid must not be lower than five blood stones each time!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took out a red-brown wooden box, opened it, raised it high, and shook it, intending to let the people present see clearly.

"What? Hundred-year-old Poria cocos grass!"

After hearing the name of the medicinal herb, Li Kun's eyes shrank slightly and looked at the old man's already withered medicinal herb that had been taken out. His heart moved slightly, as if he was planning to take a picture of it, because this Poria granulated grass was a medicinal herb in the body fluids.

"Fifty-five bloodstones!"

As soon as Hua Xizi finished speaking, someone on the field offered a bid.

"Sixty Bloodstone!"

When the man just finished yelling, another man also started shouting.

"Sixty-five bloodstones!"

"Seventy Bloodstone!"

...

"Two hundred bloodstones!"

The ordinary hundred-year-old Poria cocos grass was called to as many as two hundred bloodstones in the blink of an eye. The last one who called out the price was a young woman in Gao's family sitting in the front row, but the woman looked calm, as if these two hundred bloodstones were nothing to her.

Seeing the woman's calmness, a large number of people couldn't help but take a breath. For many people, even if they worked hard in the family for a few years, they could not save as many as 200 bloodstones.

Two hundred bloodstones are converted into 20 million yuan. Most people will never make so much money in their lifetime, let alone think about it.

"Forget it, I can't afford this thing."

Li Kun sighed slightly. At this time, it was obvious that he would not plan to bid for the auction. Although this Poria grass is useful, the seeds are not rare. Li Kun only needs to buy some seeds and take them back to ripen.

"Two hundred and one bloodstone!"

However, it is obvious that the bidding for the Centennial Poria cocos grass has not ended. Although the price is already outrageous for most people, some of them seem to be rich and powerful. At the same time, the Centennial Poria cocos grass is very useful to them. The person who shouted this voice was a middle-aged man, but when the man shouted the price, he seemed to feel a little distressed.

"Two Hundred and Three Bloodstones!"

Before the big man could finish his speech, the woman who had called out two hundred bloodstones turned her head, glanced at the big man lightly, spoke again, and shouted a higher price as if she was eating and drinking.

"Oh my God!"

"When did the women of the Gao family become so rich?"

"There won't be any secret to that Poriagra, right?"

"Is that person crazy? Although the hundred-year-old Poriagra is precious, it is definitely not worth so many blood stones!"

"What's the matter?"

For a moment, many people present began to whisper, especially some people who had participated in this kind of auction many times, obviously felt incredible about how high the price he called at the beginning. However, because of this, no one dared to bid again. Instead, they turned their attention to the middle-aged man, as if they were looking forward to him calling at a higher price.

"Haha, I don't want it anymore..."

After the middle-aged man was stared at by most people, he felt a little unnatural. Finally, he shook his head awkwardly and sat back.

"Tsk, it's so boring!"

"I thought he would call for a higher price."

"It seems that this auction may be as lively as the auction conference."

After seeing the middle-aged man give up, those who were originally full of expectations muttered boredly.

"Hmm? When did the Gao family become so high-profile?"

Similarly, Tang Li, who was sitting next to Li Kun, seemed to have found that the Gao family's behavior this time was a little different from the low-key behavior he thought, and muttered slightly with a frown.

"Is there anyone who pays a higher price? If not, then the century-old Poriagra will be the fairy of the Gao family!"

Hua Xizi glanced at the venue and said in a indifferent tone.

At the beginning of the show, Hua Xizi noticed the Gao family members, especially Gao Xifeng, because the other party is also a second-level warrior. Although the other party's cultivation is very different from his own, his identity is the same. Now that the first item is auctioned, the other party has such a high price, which is somewhat inconsistent with common sense. People like Gao Xifeng and Wu Gong always come to the auction for the finale, not such a small fight. Therefore, with Hua Xizi's scheming and confusion, he came to the conclusion in a moment. His eyes narrowed to look at Gao Xifeng and his party, and said in his heart: "It seems that the Gao family is prepared this time. I wonder if the martial arts master can take that thing?"

"Do you have any friends who offer higher prices? If not, then this century-old Poria cocos grass will be returned to the Gao family's friends!"

I thought about it for a moment, then looked at the direction of martial arts, and found that martial arts was a little bit taken by the woman in the Gao family shouting out the 23rd Blood Stone before, and then closed my eyes and rested, as if I didn't care at all.

After a while, even though many people were interested in the hundred-year-old Poria cocos, no one shouted for a higher price.

"Okay, since there is no bidding, this hundred-year-old poria grass will belong to this friend of the Gao family. Please go to the backstage to pick it up later after the show ends."

After seeing that no one offered a higher price, Huaxizi announced loudly.

Then he took out a grinder shell the size of a millstone.

There is nothing special about this turtle shell, except that there are some black spots on the surface of the turtle shell, which looks like stains.

"Hmm? What is that?"

After seeing the turtle shell, Li Kun also frowned slightly, obviously not knowing what the turtle shell was.

"Why did this old man take out such a turtle shell? Could it be that he was fooling us, right?"

Many people on the field couldn't recognize the origin of the tortoise shell and muttered in their hearts.

"Friend Hua, what does it mean to take out such a turtle shell? Is it a mocking us old people?"

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting in the last row couldn't help but stand up and asked with a loud voice.

The aura emitted by the big man was just a first-level appearance, similar to most of the people present. However, after hearing this, Hua Xizi looked at the man, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was planning to see the person's identity clearly. After a moment, he chuckled and said, "Hehe, Brother Ma, he is so old, he is still mingling with a group of children, and he is not afraid of losing face!"

Hua Xizi seemed to have seen through the identity of the man. After hearing this, the man also felt embarrassed, but he said a little angrily: "Old Hua, don't change the topic. Whoever I want to mingle with, it's up to you. It's your bird's business? You should talk about the role of your turtle shell. Could that thing be taken off when you get old? Haha!"
Chapter completed!