The Bone Shaping Pill belongs to Lin Xie. Even though he doesn't seem to have much on the surface, in fact, he has secretly scolded Yin Hun a thousand times because he spent tens of thousands more taels on this thing.
"Ninety thousand taels!"
There were a lot of clicks of tongues. The lowest price of a small elixir was not as good as a gold knife, but the transaction price actually exceeded the gold knife. It is true that the rarer an object is, the more valuable it is.
"quiet."
On the stage, Huang Yan had collected a bone-shaping pill, and then placed the third object.
It is an ancient book.
In other words, it is a secret book, a swordsmanship secret book, and the level is not low.
The products produced by the auction pavilion must be high-quality products.
The bidding for the secret book was also very lively. Everyone was yelling and screaming, their faces turned red and their necks were thick, and if they were not paying attention, they got on top of each other, and it was a scene of collective scolding.
"It's far different from the Heavenly Thunder Sword Jue."
Zhao Yun opened his eyes for a moment and closed them for a moment. He did not lack swordsmanship, let alone secret books. There was a god in his consciousness. He had no magical powers and no need to buy them with money.
The secret book belongs to the owner, and it was sold for 70,000 taels.
The person who obtained the secret book of swordsmanship was Yin Hun, the young master of Black Flame, and Lin Xie often caused trouble.
After that, there is a spiritual fruit, the material needed for alchemy.
But even so, the bidding is still hot. It can be used to make elixirs, and it can also be used to nourish the body. The price is not high, not low, and the deal was thirty thousand taels.
"Tell me, can Hongyuan defeat the master of the Rashomon Sect."
The fat old man folded his hands and muttered something to Zhuge.
"No one has seen the master of Rashomon, who knows."
Zhuge Xuandao shrugged. When he heard that name, he couldn't help feeling a chill all over his body. As long as he had enough money, Emperor Huang of Great Xia would dare to assassinate him. This shows how crazy and mysterious this Rashomon is.
Among them, there are people from Rashomon. Assassins are everywhere and are the most difficult to guard against.
"Eighty thousand."
Just as he was talking, Zhuge Xuandao suddenly raised a sign and took a Jingyuan Pill.
"You are very short of Jing Yuan Dan?"
The fat old man glanced at it and saw that this old Zhuge seemed to like Jingyuan Dan very much.
"It's lacking, it's very lacking."
Zhuge Xuandao's words are profound. There is no way. That guy Zhao Yun wants Jing Yuan Dan. He is still waiting for this elixir to change his attack method? When his cultivation reaches its peak, he will be the first to deal with the fat old man and dare to talk to me.
Stuffed with smelly socks.
"There's another one."
Zhao Yun chuckled in his heart, and when he returned, Zhuge Xuandao would ask him to exchange his skills.
It's very interesting to see the purple-haired kid and Chi Yan.
These two seemed to be more interested in Zhao Yun. One on each side, she held her cheek with her left hand, and he held his face with his right hand. They looked at each other with great interest. This guy has never opened his mouth since he came here. Most of the time, he keeps his eyes closed.
Yang Shen makes people extremely suspicious that this person is not here to participate in the eternal auction.
Zhao Yun said nothing and continued to fall asleep.
If there is no room left, I will definitely move to another place to avoid being stared at.
"quiet."
The old man Huang Yan said calmly, and with a flick of his hand, he didn't know which lot was on display.
Putting this object there, the photographers looked a little strange.
"I said, that's a cassock!"
"Well, the abbot of the temple likes things like this the most."
"Old man, your forehead is so shiny, you are a monk, aren't you?"
"Amitabha, get out of here."
The photographer put his hands on his hands and chatted in a very friendly manner. Most people were looking around the venue. There were quite a few bald heads. As for whether they were monks or not, it was hard to say.
"What kind of ability does this cassock have?" someone asked.
Huang Yan took a deep breath and said, "Wear it on your body to ward off evil spirits."
"It is good to ward off evil spirits, and it is safe to ward off evil spirits."
"The reserve price is three thousand taels, starting bidding."
Embarrassingly, when Huang Yan finished speaking, no one below responded. Those who drank tea and those who flirted with girls seemed to have regarded his words as farts. His expressions clearly stated: Don't take these.
Are you fooling us? We are all martial arts cultivators. How can we be afraid of demons and ghosts? Or how about warding off evil spirits, your sister's evil spirits? We are neither monks nor monks. We are wearing cassocks because our brains are filled with water?
Huang Yan coughed dryly.
Just say it! If you are not a monk, whoever buys this thing, if you are not the owner of the auction pavilion, you have to stuff this cassock in, and you will be willing to auction this thing.
It turned out to be embarrassing.
Nothing goes unsold in the auction pavilion, and this cassock will most likely be the first one.
"Ma Liu, change one."
"Change to the elixir, the kind that can replenish life span. I will live better in a few years."
"The exercises are fine, we are not picky eaters."
There were many people slapping the table and making a lot of noise, not wanting to see the cassock.
Huang Yan laughed dryly and raised his hand slightly.
To be honest, he didn't want to see the cassock, or rather, he didn't want to see the monk.
"Three thousand taels, I want it."
Suddenly, an old voice came from the corner, causing many people to look back.
The bidder was none other than Zhao Yun.
After taking voice-changing pills, people will think that he is just an old guy.
"This should be a monk."
"Monks don't lie, just keep your voice down."
"Isn't he bald?"
Several talented people at the same table were scanning Zhao Yun up and down, but unfortunately, this guy was so well hidden that even a peak Ksitigarbha man like a fat old man couldn't tell the difference.
Zhao Yun looked calm and calm, with no change in his expression.
He is not a monk, but that cassock is indeed a good thing.
The cassock is also in tatters.
This is what the Moon God wants to say, but the swastika carved on the cassock is a real treasure. In the world of immortals and gods, that kind of ancient character is called Dunjia Tianzi, and no one knows its origin.
, but he knows a lot of mysteries.
"Three thousand taels, but there is still a price increase."
Huang Yan smiled and said, it was difficult to detect, and he glanced at Zhao Yun.
"Master, if you like it, just give it to others!"
The fat little black man patted his belly. He didn't know it was Zhao Yun. It was just for fun. He was already full and still stuffed. In this case, he had to practice his voice.
There was no need for him to say anything, and no one would snatch it.
For martial arts cultivators, the cassock to ward off evil spirits is really worthless and has no great use. It is okay to buy it for three to five taels, but forget it for three thousand taels. Money is a good thing.
"Since no one has raised the price, then this cassock..."
"Three thousand one hundred taels, I want it."
Before Huang Yan could finish speaking, he was interrupted. The voice came from the third floor. To be precise, it came from Yajian'er of the Blood Eagle Clan. The speaker was none other than Yan Kang, who was lying on a couch with an expression on his face.
Leisurely, he said it quite casually, and for those who didn't know, he really thought that the cassock was in his pocket.
However, in the eyes of the photographers, even if it is not a cyst, it is almost the same. Who would be foolish enough to compete with the rich for treasures, and they cannot afford the financial resources.
Just say it! Someone is restless.
Zhao Yun coughed dryly, "I didn't want it before. When I offered you the price, you ran out to grab it. Before I could trick you, you jumped out and made yourself uncomfortable."
"Three thousand five hundred taels." Zhao Yun said calmly.
"Interesting." Yan Kang said with a faint smile, "Five thousand taels."
"Ten thousand."
Zhao Yun picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Since his Xiu'er said it must be a treasure, even if he worked hard to lose everything, he would snatch the cassock over.
Even if he can't grab it, it won't make Yan Kang's life easier.
"Okay, very good." Yan Kang's lips curled up slightly, "I'll pay 20,000 taels."
"Thirty thousand."
"forty thousand."
"fifty thousand."
"Sixty thousand."
The scene where Lin Xie and Yin Hun were bidding just now is happening again. Zhao Yun had already quoted the price, and Yan Kang went against the odds;
There was no time to react.
"This cassock is really a treasure?"
Hearing the price, all the bidders present raised their eyebrows. No one wanted it just now. Now the two of them were fighting so hard that they were surprised to get 60,000 taels.
However, after looking at the cassock for a long time, I still found nothing mysterious.
Not to mention the photographer, even Huang Yan didn't notice and glanced at the cassock a few more times. Unfortunately, his vision was limited and he couldn't see anything surprising. It was just a cassock with a slight quality. If you insist that it is extraordinary, then it is
The fabric of this cassock is a special kind of silk, but it doesn’t cost as much as 60,000 taels!
"It's a lot of money to burn."
The photographers touched their chins, glanced at Zhao Yun, and also glanced at the third floor.
"Maybe they are all monks."
Just like this sentence, I don’t know how many people have murmured, and they all like the cassock so much.
"Add, keep adding!"
Yan Kang sneered, "How dare you compete with my Blood Eagle Clan for financial resources?"
"This fellow Taoist, you can still increase the price."
Huang Yan smiled and looked at Zhao Yun in the far corner.
"Eighty thousand."
"You are ten thousand or ninety thousand."
Yan Kang snorted coldly. He was already very angry. Everything had been going wrong since he came to Forget the Ancient City. He wanted to find a place to vent his anger. Nowadays, even auctions can cause trouble. There are really some people who are not afraid of death. Then he has to
Use your silver to smash that guy to death.
"One hundred thousand." Zhao Yun finally opened his eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience turned around, and even the families on the second and third floors looked at it, this guy is really rich! How dare he compete with the rich and powerful, and that cassock is definitely worth one hundred thousand taels of silver? You two,
Fighting would be too irritating.
"Unexpected, really unexpected."
Zhuge Xuandao and the others at the same table were all licking their tongues. They didn't expect that this person next to them was still a rich man! One hundred thousand taels, he just shouted out.
"Young master of the Yan family, you can still increase the price."
Huang Yan smiled happily, the price of the cassock had greatly exceeded expectations.
"Damn old thing."
Yan Kang was scared, and gritted his teeth. Looking at his eyes, there was a flash of cold light. He thought he could easily win, but who would have thought that the other party didn't take silver as money? Look! The young master of his dignified family, actually
He was beaten all the way, and the one hundred thousand taels of silver seemed to have exceeded the advance payment. He had no choice but to give in. This time, Yan Kang was destined to lose face again in the cassock bidding.
"Yan Kang, this is not your style!"
"A big family, but you still need money? If you don't have enough money, can I lend it to you?"
"Don't be a coward and throw money at it."
Weird words were heard frequently, mostly coming from the third floor. Most of them were children of wealthy families, all of whom were hostile to the Blood Eagle Clan. It was rare to seize such a good opportunity, and not to be sarcastic to the death. Such awesomeness, then...
Then throw money!
Looking at Yan Kang, his face suddenly turned ferocious.
It's not a big deal for those who watch the excitement, he seems to have become a laughing stock.
"Young Master, don't forget the purpose of waiting for me."
Elder Xue Ying said hurriedly, but he was scolding his mother in his heart. You are such an idiot! You are not a monk. You want your cassock to be useful. Have you really seen through the world? There must be a limit to showing off. Our money is not
Brought by the wind.
"But the price will be increased." Huang Yan looked at the third floor.