"One million, three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One million and four hundred thousand!"

"One million, four hundred and fifty thousand!"

In the Black Market Square, the auction hall of the Chu State Chamber of Commerce was filled with shouts of bids. Thirty or forty foundation-building and even golden elixir chief priests were vying for a piece of magic weapon regardless of their image.

When a certain golden elixir shouted a high price of 1.8 million, the hall suddenly became quiet, and no one dared to increase the price easily.

"It's just a blood poison shuttle. It's just a low-grade magic weapon. There's no need to spend too many spiritual stones."

"Ancestor, the family has invited Master Wu to personally refine a magic weapon for you. Just don't let go of this blood poison shuttle!"

"Damn it, what fool is so lavish!"

In the auction hall, most people gave up the idea of ​​bidding, and many monks cursed in their hearts. This kind of big dog owner is the most hated.

In fact, they didn't know that buying a magic weapon at this price was a bit high.

But having said that, the Blood Poison Shuttle is a special magic weapon with blood attributes, and its attributes and treasure prohibitions are very consistent with the "Blood Soul Sutra".

You must know that the involution of the Nether God Realm is very serious, so serious that at least nine out of ten monks also study the "Blood Soul Sutra".

One can imagine how popular the Blood Venom Shuttle is.

"Since no one bids anymore, the Blood Poison Shuttle belongs to Patriarch Wu." The middle-aged host in charge of the auction looked around and announced loudly when he saw that no one was fighting for it anymore.

Just when the blood poison shuttle was successfully launched, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared in an independent room on the second floor of the hall.

"Haha, just in time, 1.8 million! The price is good." Zhao Sheng walked to the table and sat down, his spiritual consciousness penetrated the venue, and said to himself with a smile: "It should be the last treasure.

I hope you won't be disappointed."

Recalling the words of the head of the Chamber of Commerce, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed with anticipation.

…

At this time, the middle-aged host on the auction stage had a solemn expression. He changed his smiling face before and became solemn and solemn.

When the participants in the hall saw this, they all sat up straight and looked up with fiery eyes.

Waves of spiritual consciousness moved back and forth in the air, displaying the master's powerful strength wantonly.

"The following treasure is the real finale of this auction. I believe that all of you have heard some rumors about it." The middle-aged host said, with a confident smile on his face.

He nodded slightly to everyone in the audience, and then waved forward with one hand.

A streak of blue clouds rose into the sky, and a palm-sized green wooden armor suddenly appeared out of thin air.

It is impossible to tell what kind of spiritual wood the wooden armor is made from. Its surface is as smooth as a mirror, with a water-like green brilliance flowing through it. Countless tiny runes appear in the green light from time to time, swirling around and disappearing.

Inlaid on the chest of the wooden armor is a bright green bead. This bead contains amazing vitality. It expands and contracts like a living creature. After each round of expansion and contraction, a circle of emerald light will slowly overflow.

If you observe more carefully, you will find that the overflowing green light quickly merges into the wooden armor, repeating this process over and over again, making it look weird and mysterious.

"As you can see, the last treasure is this medium-grade magic weapon with four levels of forbidden treasures inside, the heavy willow armor. This treasure is made from a ten thousand-year-old willow tree, and the green pearl is the pith core of the ten-thousand-year-old willow tree.

.There is no need to explain the magical effects of this treasure. I believe that all fellow Taoists know it well." The middle-aged host said slowly.

"This is the middle-grade magic weapon of Mu Xing. This is the first time I have seen a defensive type!"

"What an amazing vitality. I just sensed it with my spiritual consciousness. The vitality in Mu Xin's heart is a thousand times stronger than our golden elixir. It seems that after the armor is damaged, the repair speed is also amazing. It is indeed a rare treasure! This is a rare treasure!

This magic weapon is about to be ordered.”

"If I can get my hands on it, it will be invincible at the same level. I'm afraid even other magic weapons can't break through the defense."

For a time, all the monks were talking excitedly, and from time to time some people made sounds of surprise and admiration.

Some of the golden elixir chief priests who had known the inside story beforehand couldn't help but feel hot in their hearts when they saw the actual object, and wanted to take it quickly.

"Without further ado, the auction will begin now. The base price is one million spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than one hundred thousand." The middle-aged host was obviously very satisfied with the crowd's reaction, and immediately announced loudly without losing any opportunity.

"One million spirit stones!" An inconspicuous old man in black robe sitting in the corner said immediately.

"One and a half million!" Then someone shouted loudly.

Zhao Sheng glanced at him and saw that he was the ancestor of Jindan from a wealthy family in the city.

However, the bidding has obviously just begun. Without a generous net worth, it would be impossible to take a photo of this precious magic weapon.

Zhao Sheng looked calm. It was not the time for him to end now. Let others warm up first.

"One million six hundred thousand!"

At this time, an old voice suddenly came from a wing on the east side of the second floor.

As soon as this price came out, most of the people in the venue on the first floor were immediately discouraged and did not dare to compete with others. Obviously, this price had exceeded their limit.

"1.8 million!" Another person in the box directly added 200,000.

"One million and nine hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"two millions!"

After two million, anyone who dares to bid is either the leader of a thousand-year-old family or a golden elixir chief priest, all of whom have extraordinary status.

"Two million and two million!" Zhao Sheng suddenly raised the price by two hundred thousand.

"Haha, it turns out Brother Sanbao is here too. Unfortunately, I am also very interested in this treasure. Two million and three hundred thousand!" A warm voice echoed in the venue, but I couldn't tell where it came from.

This phenomenon is obviously also a golden elixir.

"Brother Yushu Taoist, I didn't expect you to come and join in the fun? But I have taken a fancy to this thing, so I must get it." Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he slowly moved to a wing on the right, and his spiritual consciousness transmitted the message.

"Two million and three hundred thousand, once!"

"Two million three hundred thousand, twice! I wonder if any senior will offer a higher price again?"

By this time, ordinary Golden Elixir priests could no longer afford such a high price, and most of them voluntarily withdrew from the competition.

Of course, there were one or two wealthy people, but as soon as they heard the voices of Yushu and Sanbao Taoist, they immediately knew what they wanted and stopped participating.

One is a priest of the Hell Temple and holds a high position of authority.

The other one is the newly recruited disciple of Que Yue Great Priest.

Not everyone can afford to mess with these two "big guys".

Looking at the two of them who are determined to win, it is expected that they will be fighting again.

"Two million and four hundred thousand!"

After shouting out the price, Zhao Sheng thought that he would go through multiple rounds of price increases, but Yushu suddenly sent a message: "Junior brother Sanbao, after the auction, you and I might as well find a place to talk. This... Chong Liujia will

I leave it to you."

Zhao Sheng was slightly shocked when he heard this and immediately sent a message back.

At this time, there was suddenly no movement in the venue.

After waiting for a long time, the middle-aged host saw that no one spoke, so he had to remind everyone three times in a row, but still no one opened his mouth to bid again.

Seeing this situation, the man was secretly disappointed, but with a happy smile on his face, he said loudly: "Congratulations to this senior, for buying this heavy Liujia at a high price of 2.4 million."

…

After Chongliujia was photographed by Zhao Sheng, the auction ended quickly and everyone in attendance left one after another.

Accompanied by the middle-aged host, Zhao Sheng went to the backyard of the Chamber of Commerce to deliver the goods.

The Blood Poison Shuttle was sold for 1.8 million spiritual stones, and Zhao Sheng could get the Chongliu Armor for another 600,000.

However, 600,000 spirit stones is not a small amount of money. He does not have enough spirit stones, but he can grab a lot of talisman pills.

Therefore, Zhao Sheng took out a large number of second-level true talismans and second-level elixirs on the spot, which immediately made the head of the chamber of commerce change his expression.

This person is not angry, but extremely surprised!

Because compared to spiritual stones, talisman spiritual pills are the real hard currency, no matter how much you have, it will never be enough.

After a while, Zhao Sheng slowly walked out of the business store, raised his head and looked around, and suddenly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the distance.

Not long after, in the living room of a cave in the west of the black market, Zhao Sheng and Yushu sat cross-legged opposite each other.

A cup of spiritual tea was placed in front of the two of them. The fragrance of the tea overflowed and turned into colorful lotus clouds.

"Try it! This tea is the five-spice lotus tea unique to the royal family. It has been brewed for over a thousand years. Drinking a cup of tea can make you energetic and eliminate all internal poisons!" Yushu raised the teacup and took a sip.

, then he signaled to Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng picked up the teacup and took a sip. Sure enough, the aroma of the tea had a long aftertaste, and a wave of vitality from the five elements surged back and forth in the chest and abdomen. It actually brushed away the "impurities" in the internal organs bit by bit, making the whole body feel so comfortable, like drinking nectar.

Zhao Sheng's expression was calm, and he put down the teacup and said, "I've drank the tea. Brother Yushu invited me to come today. If you have anything to say, you might as well speak up."

Yushu held the teacup in his hand and played with it, suddenly smiled slightly and said: "The new guard will take office soon, and it will not exceed a month at most."

"Oh, so fast! I wonder what my brother meant by telling me this news?" Zhao Sheng asked in surprise.

Yu Shuhun said nonchalantly: "It's nothing, just to express goodwill. After all, you are also the successor of Senior Brother Qiu."

"Qiu Santong? I haven't heard this name for a long time. Brother Yushu, if you mention this person again today, could it be that the matter has something to do with him."

"That's right!" Yushu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qiu, you deliberately hid some things before you died. Seeing that Pindao didn't deliberately embarrass you in the past few years, I hope you can return them to me, junior brother."
To be continued...