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Chapter 671 High-profile Wang Lie (seeking a monthly ticket)

There are actually not a few people who have the same idea as this strong man from the Giant Sword Sect, even the old man next to him thinks so.

"Haha, Brother Chen, although we have a good relationship, I shouldn't compete with you, but the mountain spirit essence is too important after all. Brother, if I just give up like this, I will be sorry for our sect!"

The old man yelled at the strong man, and his words were more meaningful and obvious. He also wanted to fight for the spirit of the mountain god!

"No problem!"

The strong man glanced at the old man and his voice was dull.

"Everyone depends on their ability! In the end, it all depends on who has the strongest financial resources!"

"Haha, since you said so, brother Chen, then I won't be pretentious!" After laughing twice, the old man's eyes narrowed and he slowly said: "Six thousand yuan stones!"

Hearing the number reported by the old man, the big man was slightly startled, and his eyes when he looked at the old man became a little shocked.

He is about the same size as the old man's sect, and has similar background. I originally thought that the old man had spent five hundred yuan stones to buy the dagger, and there would not be too many yuan stones left, so he said those scene words.

But... who would have expected that the old man would increase the price to six thousand yuan stones.

As if sensing the strong man's gaze, the old man smiled at him: "Brother Chen, it's your turn to bid..."

"This old guy..."

The strong man's heart felt slightly cold.

However, before the strong man could bid, another voice rang first.

"Seven thousand yuan stones!"

Upon hearing the price, everyone looked curiously towards the direction where the sound came from.

No one else, because the person who quoted the price was not in that private room, but was sitting below like any other person. Looking at the man who looked like an old man, a trace of confusion flashed in everyone's eyes.

Logically speaking, someone who can afford seven thousand yuan stones should sit in a private room. Why would he stay with them?

The old man who made the quotation was dressed as Wang Lie.

Even Wu Yuan frowned and glanced at him, obviously a little confused, but soon, he still said: "Seven thousand yuan stones per time, is there anything higher?"

Seven thousand yuan stones have already touched the bottom line of many people. Even if they clear out the sect behind them, they may not be able to come up with more yuan stones.

"Seven thousand one hundred yuan stones!"

The strong man from the Jujian Sect gritted his teeth and made a quote, with a hint of gritted teeth in his voice. This was all he could offer. If there were more...

But at this time, the old man beside him said lightly: "Seven thousand five hundred yuan stones!"

Yes, another four hundred was added.

Hearing this number, the strong man from the Jujian Sect seemed to have collapsed and collapsed on the chair. But he still couldn't figure out why the old man suddenly had so many yuan stones.

He looked at the old man, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me why, and make me give up!"

The old man naturally knew what he meant, but since it was already this time, there was no need to hide it. The old man smiled at him and said: "Brother Chen, since you ask sincerely, I won't hide it from you.

Not long ago, a small Yuanmai was discovered under the old man’s sect, but we didn’t announce it to the outside world, so we secretly dug it ourselves.”

"So that's it!" The strong man finally understood. He just said, how come this old man who usually always buckles and swish suddenly becomes so rich and generous.

"Yuanmai?"

Wei Zong shook his head secretly in his heart. Although he didn't know what level of sect the old man was behind, judging from their exploration of Yuan Veins, it was definitely not a high level.

If the Yuanmai is kept under the sect, over time, not only will the Yuanqi in the sect become richer and richer, but the probability of outstanding disciples will also increase greatly. And more importantly, the Yuanmai can slowly grow. As a result

The old man and the others actually dug up this Yuanmai for their immediate benefit.

Although this approach can temporarily increase the power of the sect, it is extremely detrimental to future development.

But no matter what, this is an internal matter within the sect and has nothing to do with Wei Zong. Wei Zong just cursed a few times in his heart and continued to focus on the auction in front of him.

Although the 7,400 yuan stone offered by the old man was very high, it was not so much that people would not dare to bid.

Bai Xingzhi snorted coldly and said: "Eight thousand yuan stones!"

"Eight thousand five hundred yuan stones!" Wang Lie said.

"Nine thousand yuan stones!"

Bai Xingzhi glanced at Wang Lie indifferently and continued to bid in an orderly manner.

"Nine thousand five hundred yuan stones!" the old man said.

"Ten thousand yuan stones!" Wang Lie's expression remained unchanged as he softly spit out the number.

When they heard the ten thousand yuan stone, everyone couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Another ten thousand yuan stone was reached. When the wood was auctioned before, it was also sold at ten thousand yuan stone. Looking at the current trend, the final price of this mountain god's spirit

The price is probably much higher than the previous wood.

At this price, even the old man's face became a little solemn. He was no longer as calm as before. After all, the Yuan Vein they mined was only a small Yuan Vein, and the mining method was not clever enough, so it was wasted.

Some of the Yuan Stones he mined were only around 7,000 to 8,000 Yuan Stones. However, including the strength of their sect, the number of Yuan Stones he now carries is 13,000.

When it reached ten thousand, even he could no longer remain indifferent.

"Ten thousand yuan stones once..."

Seeing that no one continued to quote for a long time, Wu Yuan started to call out the price.

Seeing this, the old man frowned and wanted to continue to increase the price, but just when he opened his mouth, a voice came faster than him.

"Eleven thousand yuan stones!"

It’s Bai Xingzhi!

"Twelve thousand yuan stones!"

After sneering, Wang Lie continued to increase the price without hesitation!

"What!"

This straightforward attitude shocked Bai Xingzhi. He stood up suddenly and walked to the glass on the edge of the private room. Through the glass, he could clearly see Wang Lie's figure among the crowd.

As if knowing that Bai Xingzhi was looking at him, Wang Lie suddenly raised his head and showed a cold smile at him.

"This guy!"

Bai Xingzhi's brows were furrowed. He couldn't figure out what this person's background was.

However, no matter what, the price increase will continue to increase.

"Ten thousand...three thousand yuan stones!"

The one who spoke was the old man next to the strong man. After shouting out the price, he seemed to have collapsed, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Don't add more, don't add more..."

The old man kept shouting in his heart, as if he was begging.

However, reality was cruel and soon shattered his fantasy.

"Fourteen thousand yuan stones!"

The one who spoke was still Wang Lie. He still had a relaxed look on his face, as if these primeval stones were nothing ordinary to him, making it impossible to figure out where his bottom line was.

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