"Fellow Taoists and seniors, my name is Long Yun, and I am responsible for presiding over this auction meeting. I apologize for any lack of hospitality."
Taki Yun's magnetic voice contains penetrating power and is not as charming and alluring as usual, but the cheeks that have become dignified and beautiful are still fascinating.
It was the first time that Long Yun was responsible for the job of auction master, but he seemed to be at ease, confident and calm, saying: "Now let's enter the auction. Let's start with the Kowloon Cup that was just salvaged from Zhui Ri Ridge!"
"Kowloon Cup!"
The auction venue immediately became a sensation. When the bronze Kowloon Cup was presented, there was an uproar. It was obvious that this thing was no longer a treasure, but a status symbol!
"Buzz!"
Long Yun activated the Nine Dragon Cup with just a few clicks. The nine little copper dragons raised their heads and roared, exhaling golden divine light, like small suns in their mouths, falling into the cup, emitting thousands of auspicious clouds!
There is nothing to say, high-end, grand and classy.
Long Yun successfully opened up the atmosphere of the auction and said with a smile: "The starting price is 500,000 immortal crystals, and each increase in price must not be less than 50,000."
"I'll pay 600,000!"
"I'll pay 700,000!"
"I'll pay 800,000!"
As Taki Yun speculated, the value of the Kowloon Cup is more than one million, and the special bidding location is the Dawei Holy Dynasty. This is definitely a status symbol for the current emperor.
As for the major supreme forces, the Divine Court continuously nourishes wealth, so they have no shortage of immortal crystals. They all started bidding for the Kowloon Cup that suddenly appeared at the conference!
"One million and eight hundred thousand!" the blessed saint shouted out an astonishing price.
"Two million!" Shenwu Sheng said.
"Well, he also wants to please His Majesty? What a wishful thinking!"
The blessed saint's face turned cold, and although he was afraid of the divine martial saint, he decisively increased the price to 2.3 million!"
Shenwu Sheng frowned. The Kang family made a lot of money from the battle in Daxia Mansion. It would be difficult to win against him for wealth. After all, they still have to keep the Immortal Crystal to buy other treasures.
"First time in two million!"
Taki Yun was radiant with beauty, her long skirt was fluttering, and she said: "The Kowloon Cup is a rare product of all time. It is the exclusive wine set of the gods. If you miss it, you will miss it."
"I will offer you 2.1 million!" A certain powerful man with an astonishing background said.
"I'll pay 2.2 million." Others followed suit and increased their bids. I believe that the ancestor will be very happy after the bidding.
The blessed saint's eyes were like those of evil beasts, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Two million and a half million!"
"hiss……"
Many people took a breath, it was probably outrageous.
"For the first time with two and a half million yuan, do you still want the exclusive wine set for the gods? It would be more honorable to give it to our ancestors on their birthday." Long Yun's eyes were flowing, and countless eyes in the audience were looking at her.
, it seems that the Kowloon Cup is just a green leaf.
The blessed saint's face looked very ugly, and indeed some people couldn't help but bid.
"Three million immortal crystals!" Fu Sheng once again overwhelmed the audience, which shows his filial piety towards His Majesty.
"Three million for the first time, three million for the second time..."
Taki Yun was looking forward to seeing if anyone else would come forward. The god who was sitting high had no intention of bidding. He was obviously still worried about being laughed at by his peers for doing such foolish things.
"Three million and a half million. My ancestor's birthday banquet is coming soon. I'm sorry, Blessed Saint, please give it to me."
Hoarse words came from the VIP room No. 1, and the auction house trembled in shock. Five hundred thousand was added at once, and it was as rich and powerful as a tiger!
"Then I would like to congratulate your clan ancestor in advance on his happy birthday." Long Yun chuckled.
The blessed saint's face was livid. What do they mean by singing in harmony? There is also VIP No. 1, why should I give it to you? I am a famous person around His Majesty.
Blessed Saint thought that he successfully bid for the Kowloon Cup for His Majesty and drank fine wine day and night, so he could definitely think of himself first.
"Four million immortal crystals!" Fu Shenghan said in a cold voice.
Long Yun glanced at Number 1 and said: "Four million for the first time, four million for the second time, four million..."
"Four and a half million!"
Jun Tian's words once again spread throughout the venue, saying: "Sage Fu, aren't you the ancestor of the Kang family? Who in the family is having a birthday party? It would be too wasteful for you to use this cup for drinking, give it to me!"
The blessed saint's eyes widened in anger. He felt that these were acquaintances. How could an outsider know the Kang family so well? Do they want to curry favor with His Majesty? What a wishful thinking!
However, the price was quite outrageous, and the Kang family members quickly persuaded them.
How dare the blessed saint give in? He had already put down Haikou in front of His Majesty, gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "Five million immortal crystals!"
The auction was a sensation. These two were big spenders.
Jun Tian was under psychological pressure, worried that if Fu Sheng continued to increase prices and gave up the job, wouldn't it be in his own hands?
"Five million for the first time, five million for the second time..."
The words Takiyun came one after another made Fusheng feel extremely wonderful, as if success was imminent, but that damn VIP Room No. 1 came out to act like a monster again!
"Five million and two hundred thousand!" But this time Jun Tian was a little weak. Fusheng heard it, but he didn't rush to shout out the price. He waited for Long Yun to shout the deal quickly, and he shouted the price to 5.5 million. What does that mean?
If you’re increasing the price, you won’t want it!
"Fellow Taoist Blessing Saint is really rich, but my money is limited. If you add another three hundred thousand, if you really want it, it will be yours." Jun Tian spoke up.
Fusheng almost cried, feeling a little grateful to No. 1. He tremblingly shouted out the sky-high price of six million and successfully purchased the Kowloon Cup!
"Okay, let's start the bidding for the second treasure, an ancient holy weapon..."
Long Yun felt too comfortable. Six million immortal crystals were equivalent to a heavy hemorrhage for the Kang family. Then, various Tao maps, weapons, rare treasures, treasures, etc. frequently appeared on the stage.
Jun Tian silently calculated that the value of a holy treasure is about 500,000 yuan, and the average holy weapon is worth more than 1 million. The quality of the holy master-level weapons depends on it.
Of course Jun Tianzhi is not here, what he wants to buy most is a replica of the treasure!
If it's a treasure like Takiun's, they will naturally compete with all their strength.
"Space-time warship!"
The exclamation came out, attracting Jun Tian's attention. The golden war boat floated between heaven and earth, shuttled through space, and traveled at will. The speed was even more amazing than the Holy Lord level, but the value was outrageous. The starting price was already one million.
Got it!
The atmosphere at the auction was extremely heated, and the price quickly soared to over four million. Such a life-saving treasure could escape far away in a short time, and both the young and the older generation were competing.
Jun Tian gave up after thinking about it. The war boat was a good thing, but it couldn't stop the fierce attack of the gods.
However, the price still did not exceed the Kowloon Cup, which made Fu Sheng's heart bleed. If he had mastered the time and space warship that day, how could he be beaten passively and lose a group of elite soldiers in vain!
"Oh my God, this horn has a real dragon aura. Could it be a complete real dragon horn?"
The final treasure of the first stage is frightening. The red horns are astonishingly thick and filled with wisps of true dragon energy. Anyone who comes close to it will feel as if they are facing a dormant dragon!
This horn is extremely terrifying, and it is extremely difficult to block it with the laws of the holy way. A well-placed sneak attack can kill the strong.
Of course, this is not a real dragon horn. Although Xiao Qingqing can transform into a real dragon, it can only be regarded as a young dragon. Only gods are qualified to be called a real dragon!
Jun Tian was amazed that the fake dragon horn had been auctioned for a sky-high price of seven million immortal crystals.
Longyun's mental state has always been excellent, and most of the second-stage auctions are Tao maps, divine manuscripts, and inheritance marks of the Holy Lord...
Jun Tian frowned. The spiritual consciousness still contained the inheritance mark of Taoist Baimei. If he threw it out and sold it, it would definitely be worth a sky-high price.
But this is the last thing Taoist Master Baimei left in the world. How can he sell it? Juntian will still have to find a disciple for him in the future.
"The treasures being auctioned below are treasures left over from our ancestors' time excavated from the star tomb!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire audience was excited. That restricted area has buried countless explorers since ancient times, and has unearthed some heaven-defying artifacts, and even treasures!
To this day, it is still unknown how vast the Star Grave is. It is buried deep in the ruins of the ancestors and turned into a frozen earth world with a harsh living environment.
Jun Tian was full of energy, looking at the dark golden metal on the crystal stone platform, like an iron bull, which had been sealed for who knows how many years, but still exuding a trembling murderous intent, which made him look away in fear.
"What a terrifying murderous intent. It looks like it should be a puppet. A similar puppet was unearthed from the Star Grave before, but this puppet is full of such terrifying murderous intent. I don't know what it has experienced before."
"Although the bull-shaped puppet is broken, it is still in good condition."
Some powerful men with astonishing strength were attracted and carefully examined and measured the value.
"This is?"
Jun Tian was shocked and confused, why did he think it was body armor?
Soon, a powerful man from the Baocai Tower came over and approached the bull-shaped puppet. The dark gold puppet turned into a layer of metal material, wrapped around his body and face, and fully integrated with his flesh and blood.
After doing all this, his divine power surged, and when he punched, the space deformed and twisted with trembling, until it exploded!
"The one who canonize the king has the body of the saint level!" The eyes of the younger generation of prodigies are red. It is so difficult to become a saint. Wearing a puppet can maintain the saint level fighting state.
The King-Sealer chanted a spell, and the dark golden metal juice left his body and turned into an iron bull.
"Let me take a look!"
Juntian's pupils became deep, and he activated Dharma Eye No. 8, and his insight soared infinitely. He used the Origin Sutra to observe his internal structure, but it was very blurry and he couldn't see clearly.
But the more this happened, the more Juntian believed that it was of extraordinary value. He wildly inspired all the energy, poured his full energy and blood and the stored source of divine power into the Dharma Eyes, and his insight soared to a new height!
"This is……"
In a trance, Jun Tian used the Origin Sutra to watch the puppet flicker with terrible traces, like a terrifying treasure order blooming, full of vast and desolate vitality.
This puppet... actually has life, like some kind of intelligent life form!
In fact, the 'Niu' was forged from the order of the Origin Meridian, which made Jun Tian's emotions soar, and he wanted to win it at all costs.