They are the ones who really want to get this alchemy tripod, so when others retreat, they are still slowly bidding, wanting to overwhelm each other and bring the treasure tripod back.

However, when it reached 35,000, the three of them couldn't help but struggle. When they added the price, they were cautious. No one did anything more than 1,100 yuan, or even three to four thousand yuan.

Finally, when the silver-haired old man shouted the last number, forty thousand, the man in yellow robe and the middle-aged man in red couldn't help but sigh dejectedly, fell on his seat, and gave up his qualification to continue bidding.

Forty thousand, this is almost the limit of this treasure tripod. If you go up, it will be a bit unworthy. Even if you really buy it back, I’m afraid I will feel distressed for a long time.

Moreover, looking at this rack, 40,000 yuan, whether it can be taken down is still an unknown answer.

really……

With the platform, the white-haired auctioneer Huang Xing quietly rang out: "Forty thousand first time..."

"Forty thousand second time!"

"Forty thousand third..."

In the audience, everyone's hearts jumped to their throats. In the hall, there was silence, and only the sound of people's rushing breaths sounded like a bellows.

The old silver-haired man who shouted for a high price of 40,000 was even more sweaty with his hands, and stood up unconsciously, staring at the platform with his eyes tightly, hoping that the silver hammer in the white-haired auctioneer would fall as soon as possible, and the dust would settle down, and the final result would be in a final voice. At that time, no matter what happens, it would be useless.

However, dreams always have a certain distance from reality. Just as the white-haired old man was waiting nervously for the result to ring, an arrogant young man suddenly rang out from a private room on the second floor: "Forty-five!"

"Wow!"

The entire auction venue almost boiled, and the sudden scene made many people open their eyes wide. The silver-haired old man looked even more ugly and sat down in his seat.

He was about to succeed, and he was just about to kick, and he was intercepted by someone. He couldn't stand it. However, in the face of such a sky-high price he shouted, he could only do nothing.

Forty thousand is his bottom line. If he exceeds this bottom line, he will no longer have the ability to add it. If it is one thousand or two thousand, it would be fine. He gritted his teeth and might be able to do it.

But as soon as this person opened his mouth, he directly rose to 5,000, which was far beyond the value of this Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Cauldron. If he competed with him, it would be unwise.

Even after the auction, he would have to vomit three liters of blood, so he had no choice but to give up.

The silver-haired old man's abandonment finally made the auction of the Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Cauldron to the final hurdle. Everyone knew that this was the time to truly know, and the winner of the Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Cauldron would soon be born.

Even if they couldn't keep their treasures in hand, everyone wanted to know what kind of person this treasure tripod was finally shot away, so they all looked at the box where the young man's voice sounded.

On the second floor, Tang Gu and Shui Xue couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.

Although the two couldn't tell what the box was in which the sound was, they were extremely familiar with the arrogance of the young man.

This person is no other person. He is Zhuo Yixing, a young man in purple who was undergoing trials at the Xinglin Villa branch and participating in the alchemy assessment before.

A mysterious young man in purple who has an extraordinary origin but a mysterious life experience and can use the unique skill of the Five Dragons to burn the cauldron, which surprised the elders of Xinglin Villa - Zhuo Yixing.

It's him?

Then, the two of them couldn't help but realize it.

The ancient Tang people could think of buying this ancient tripod of Ten Thousand Demons Thunder Cauldron for Shui Xue. How could Zhuo Yixing, a mysterious young man in purple who was also an alchemist and possessed an ancient and modern alchemy technique, not be moved?

If this treasure tripod falls on him, there is no doubt that the two will be together and shine brightly, and their value will be more valuable than that on the hands of other alchemists.

If you don’t care about your nature, from the corner of alchemy, this treasure tripod will even be worth more than in Shui Xue’s hands.

After all, his alchemy skills far exceeds Shui Xue's alchemy skills, and there is more than one street.

Then, it would be no surprise that he would bid.

However, in this way, Tang Gu couldn't help frowning. It would be difficult for him to take the puppet and give it to Shui Xue by taking action.

Because, a person who is not rich and has a plan to buy something is the most difficult to deal with and is basically difficult to give up.

Tang Gu knew better that this young man in purple was the type of person who didn't take money seriously at all, but had to succeed in his beloved things.

Moreover, since the young man in purple made a move, how could the young man in blue and thick blue who appeared with him just now, and the young man in blue and thick blue and thick clothes, be exceptional?

Can they, as both an alchemist, bear it?

The bidding may have just begun. Thinking of this, even Tang Gu couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Normal bidding is not scary, but... when the bidding reaches an irrational level, those who want to participate in the bidding are suffering.

Sure enough... the subsequent development confirmed what Tang Gu expected.

When the price of the young man in purple was released, there was no sound on the auction hall on the first floor of the Qinglong Chamber of Commerce. Everyone was quietly waiting for the final result of the auction.

At this level of competition, they have nothing to do with them. Apart from watching the fun, they are all left to watch the fun.

And after the white-haired auctioneer asked everyone around him whether there were anyone who wanted to buy the Ancient Demon Cauldron, but no one responded, he raised the auction hammer in his hand again.

At this moment, another voice came from another private room on the second floor. It was the slightly immature but absolutely elegant voice of the young man in blue clothes: "Let's wait..."

"I'll pay for 46,000!"

When everyone heard this voice in the auction hall below, they felt a sudden shock. They knew that the highlight was coming and the final battle was about to begin.

Everyone will wait and see.

When he heard the sound of the sound, the white-haired appraiser decisively stopped the auction hammer in his hand and looked at the four sides with a smile: "This young man has already bid 46,000 yuan, is there anyone else to bid? If no one bids, this treasure cauldron will belong to this young man."

After saying that, he raised the auction hammer in his hand again, and then recited loudly: "Forty-six for the first time, forty-six for the second time, forty-six for the third time..."

The more he spoke, the longer the voice was delayed, obviously for a while, and he deliberately looked at the direction of the purple-clothed youth box that he had bid before.

Sure enough, as he expected, the voice of the young man in purple sounded at the right time, and he was obviously a little furious, and he was frightened and angry, and shouted directly: "Forty-seven!"

Then, he looked towards the private room where the young man in the blue shirt was and said coldly: "Yang Chen, you are just a concubine son of the Yang family. Do you dare to fight with me? Do you think you have a long life?"

"hehe!"

Hearing the voice of the young man in purple, the young man Yang Chen was still calm and smiled and said, "Yang Chen is a concubine, so he is naturally not as noble as the eldest son of the Zhuo family of the Divine Sword. But I am really sorry, this alchemy cauldron is also highly used, so I can't give it to you. Please forgive me. If there is anything else that Mr. Zhuo loves to you later, Yang Chen will definitely retreat. What? Let this alchemy cauldron be given to me first!"

After saying that, without hesitation, he quoted a price again: "Forty-eight thousand!"

"Hehe, OK, OK!"

In the private room where the young man in purple was in, Zhuo Yixing smiled with great anger: "Do you want to compete for financial resources? If your Yang family's sixth generation is here, I may be a little afraid of it, but I really don't take it seriously if you face you."

After saying that, he shouted again: "Forty-nine!"

"fifty thousand!"

Immediately, the voices of the two of them were the ones in the entire auction. During the competition, the young man in blue clothes also offered the price as expected, but was soon drowned by the voices of the two of them. In the end, he had to smile helplessly and withdraw from the competition.

Finally, the price rose all the way, rising to 65,000, and it fell from the chin of people all over the land. Such a sky-high price exceeded everyone's expectations, and some people's hearts could not bear it, so they could only cough.

The only person in the audience was Huang Xing, the white-haired auctioneer, who was full of laughter, so he simply took a step back, stopped talking, and watched the whole place.

The person who gets the greatest benefit when the two fight each other is naturally at the auction, so of course he cannot be unhappy.

He was still eager to have more fighting behaviors in the auction, and the Qinglong Chamber of Commerce would have been rich long ago.

"Sixty thousand six!"

Finally, when Zhuo Yixing, a young man in purple, quoted a sky-high price again, in another private room, the young man in blue finally paused for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "Oh, forget it, Yang has limited financial resources, so he will not compete with Master Zhuo. This treasure cauldron will be given to you."

After saying that, he didn't say anything again and obviously gave up the fight.

Hearing this voice, many people in the hall were a little disappointed. Unfortunately, a good fight ended. However, the white-haired auctioneer was still satisfied.

Can't he be satisfied? Just because of the appearance of the two, the price of this Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Cauldron is twice as high as the actual price. In this order business, his commission tonight is absolutely impossible.

In his heart, he still didn't know how to arrange these two young men, madman, brainless, idiot, rich second generation... all kinds of nouns appear alternately. If these two were his sons, he would of course be heartbroken and regret it.

But in reality, he smiled and said, "Very good. Now this young man bids 66,000 yuan. Is there anyone who wants to bid? 66,000 yuan for the first time, 66,000 yuan for the second time, 66,000 yuan for the third time..."

After saying that, he wanted to knock on the auction hammer in his hand.

Even in his opinion, although the Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Cauldron is rare, it is still an accident that he bought such a sky-high price. He didn't think that anyone would bid again.

So, this time, there is no idea of ​​losing the taste. I want to end the auction soon, so I can make the final decision, and the young man in purple will not be allowed to repent.

But at this moment, Tang Gu's gentle and indifferent but absolutely undeniable voice came from another small private room on the second floor:

"Sixty-seven!"

The white-haired auctioneer's hand suddenly stiffened in the air, and then he smiled and almost made a furious laugh.

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