Tang Mo probably knew why those people failed to recognize their master before. With such crazy energy in absorbing telekinesis, most of the people were so frightened that they stopped immediately.
The remaining half, just like her now, try their best to stabilize the sea of consciousness, and continue to recognize the master with a sense of luck.
Now, it is no longer a question of success, but a question of face!
She came to power in such a high-profile manner, how embarrassing would it be if she failed?
As soon as Tang Mo gritted his teeth, the All-Things Talisman instantly glowed brightly, stabilizing the sea of consciousness.
Wu Xiang seemed to have felt something, and suddenly there was a slight "buzz" sound, and a burst of intense light erupted, stinging everyone unable to open their eyes.
But only for a moment, the light suddenly converged, and when he looked over again, Wu Xiang was already being held obediently in Tang Mo's hand.
After a brief silence, an incredible sound sounded in the venue.
"The recognition of the master was successful?!"
Everyone came to their senses one after another and were in an uproar. It was actually successful!
Tang Mo was also a little stunned, not because of this result, but at the moment when she successfully recognized the master, she learned that Wuxiang was actually a sealed secret weapon! There were two seals on it, corresponding to the emperor level and the
Holy level.
No wonder it’s so difficult to identify the master without a phase. It’s not an ordinary king-level talisman pen at all, but a sacred weapon!
I picked up a big leak!
Tang Mo looked at the host, "Can I just take Wu Xiang away?"
The host looked at her with complicated eyes, nodded and said: "You have successfully recognized the master, Wuxiang Nature is yours, please go back to your seat."
Tang Mo asked in surprise: "Don't you need to pay me?"
The host smiled and said: "When the auction is over, there will be a dedicated person responsible for collecting the money."
Tang Mo nodded and stepped off the stage. She actually wanted to ask the host, weren't she afraid that she would run away?
But after thinking about it for a moment, she got the answer - she must not be afraid. There are so many treasures gathered in this auction, and the defense should be top-notch both externally and internally.
Maybe they are just waiting for the little thief to fall into the trap.
When walking back, Tang Mo clearly felt that the eyes around him were different.
Shock, envy, jealousy, scrutiny, etc.
Tang Mo didn't care when she went, and even less when she came back. She calmly returned to her seat, sat down with a smile on her face, then grabbed Fu Yunxiu's hand and tightened it excitedly.
Fu Yunxiu felt a sharp pain in his palm, which made his face twitch uncontrollably. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and asked, "What's wrong, ancestor?"
Tang Mo maintained a light smile with all her strength. It wasn't until the next lot came on stage that everyone's attention was drawn away. She took a few breaths, leaned into his ear and said, "It's a big baby!"
Fu Yunxiu was stunned for a moment, then realized, could Wuxiang be more than just a king? He looked at Tang Mo, who nodded. Just as he was about to get excited, there was another pain in his hand.
Tang Mo said softly: "Calm down."
If Wu Xiang's secret were leaked, they would never be able to leave safely today.
Fu Yunxiu: "...You are too cruel."
Tang Mo smiled apologetically, wasn't she excited? Then he took out the plaster from the space and applied a layer on his hand. The cold plaster instantly relieved the pain, and with the gentle massage, it was quite comfortable.
Fu Yunxiu felt that he was healed immediately, and it would be no problem if he pinched it twice.
The little curly hair on the other side didn't know what happened between the two of them. When they saw them finish talking, he came over and whispered softly: "Congratulations to sister for getting a wishful talisman pen."
They had also obtained a king-level talisman pen in Bingyuan before, but Tang Mo didn't like it and never recognized its owner.
Tang Mo nodded with a smile, "Congratulations to you, you will get your favorite forging hammer soon."
Curly Curly rubbed his face in embarrassment, but his eyes showed that he was determined to win.
The two talked for a while and then turned their attention to the auction stage again.
The next lot is a defensive crystal with a base price of 100,000. It can withstand three attacks at the imperial level. It is a one-time protective treasure and comes in a set of twelve.
indivual.
Tang Mo discussed it with Fu Yunxiu and gritted his teeth and took a group photo.
The two of them didn't know how much the treasure in their hands was worth, so they didn't dare to bid anymore even if they saw something they were interested in.
After all, Curly Hair’s hammer hasn’t landed yet.
It wasn't until the second half that the Forging Hammer was finally lifted onto the stage by a king.
"This hammer is called Qianjun, so named because of its weight and secret pattern." The host said: "Before we start shooting, I would like to advise everyone, unless your strength is far beyond ordinary people, you should not try it easily, as it can easily hurt your body."
"Qianjun Hammer, the base price is 300,000, the bidding begins!"
Sure enough, everyone still has a certain understanding of their abilities. This Qianjun Hammer is indeed very good, but if it cannot be used, it is just a piece of scrap metal, not as good as an ordinary hammer.
"Five million!" Curly Curly took the lead in raising the sign.
Everyone looked over in surprise, but because of the precedent of Tang Mo being slapped in the face before, they didn't dare to judge themselves.
Who says that a cute little girl can't have huge strength?
"Six hundred thousand." A hoarse male voice came from the VIP room, "Little girl, this hammer is more suitable for blacksmiths. If you like hammers as weapons, there are two better ones later."
Little Curly snorted, "Who is not a blacksmith anymore?" Then he continued to quote: "Seven hundred thousand."
"One million." The rough male voice said: "It's so precious that you can't realize its value in your hands."
Curly Curly frowned, "Since it's an auction, the highest bidder will get it. Why do you talk so much? One and a half million!"
As expected, the man stopped talking nonsense and quoted directly: "Two million."
"Two million and a half million."
"Three million!"
Tang Mo's eyes twitched. Is the increase of 500,000 to 500,000 too hasty?
She was not the only one who thought so. Everyone was frightened by the bidding method of the two people. Is this hammer worth so much?
"Three and a half million!" The man in the VIP room was obviously a little anxious, and his voice became much heavier.
Xiao Curly raised his sign and was about to continue to increase the price, but Tang Mo held him down and whispered: "We don't seem to have that much money anymore."
"It's okay." Little Curly Hair whispered: "My father said that all my purchases at the auction will be recorded in the account of Hailu Commercial Bank."
Tang Mo calmed down instantly, even a little arrogantly, "Add it! Keep adding it! Whoever gives up first will lose!"
"Four million!"
Everyone gasped instantly and turned to look at the VIP room on the second floor, with anticipation in their eyes.
Although I can't participate, it feels good to watch the fight between gods.
But the person in the VIP room kept silent, obviously he was timid.
Many people shook their heads and sighed, as if they were sorry that the show had come to an end, or as if they were laughing at the fact that the dignified guests actually lost out in terms of financial resources to the individual tourists on the first floor.
Downstairs, Curly Curly was happy that he took a picture of his favorite hammer without having to spend his own money.
Upstairs, the man in the VIP room was thinking about how to get his favorite hammer without spending money.
After thinking for a long time, it seems that there is no other way except killing people and grabbing treasures.