Xiang Que's introduction to the old man suddenly lost interest after listening to the first two sentences. He was not very interested in things that made him confused, not to mention that it sounded like a scrap. He
I'm even more lazy to show interest.
And not just him, most of the people had an expression like, "Are you trying to fool us?"
However, when the old man introduced the opening chapter and entered the next paragraph, the back of Xiang Que's head suddenly felt numb as if there was an electric shock.
"There is no doubt that this is a remnant, but our city lord, Cao Xuanzi, once personally took this thing overseas and went to Juyao Prefecture to verify it. There is a 90% chance that this is the legendary Midas pen..."
Xiang Que turned around and asked, "Where is Juyao Prefecture?"
"One of the Ten Continents, where the Immortal Treasure Mirror is located, there are many incomplete and damaged fairy treasures, magic weapons, and herbs that have never appeared in the world in the fairy world. But no matter what they are, as long as they are sent to the Immortal Treasure Mirror
If you go there, you can determine the authenticity and purpose. Just like all the items in this auction, they will be inspected by the Xianbaojian first. In other words, they will be taken out for auction only after they are confirmed to be genuine. Even in
There must be an authoritative figure from Xian Baojian backstage at this time."
Xiang Que said "Oh" and didn't have much reaction, but the next words of the old man on the stage made him completely confused, and even the hair on his hair exploded.
"The Midas Pen, it is said that the Immortal God List was used to confer gods. This pen cannot turn stones into gold, but it can turn people into gods and saints..."
"Uh-huh" Xiang Que immediately sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the broken pen. Old Huang Pizi gave him a confused look.
At the same time, in the Taoist world, Xiang Que's soul spoke to Qiao Yue'e very quickly: "Is the Midas touch true?"
When Xiang Que was talking, his eyes looked at the list of gods under the enlightenment tea tree. After so many years, it was still lying quietly, still absorbing the breath of heaven in the Tao world, but it was unknown to what extent it had recovered.
When they were with the Liangshan trio, Tang Ningyu once mentioned the list of gods to them, saying that although this thing was damaged, it might be possible to restore it if it was placed in Xiang Que's Taoist realm to absorb the breath of heaven.
Yes, but she didn't mention the Midas touch.
Qiao Yue'e nodded, but said in a somewhat ambiguous tone: "You can try it, but I don't dare to give you any guarantee. As for the reason, I can't explain it to you."
Xiang Que took a long breath and licked his chapped lips. At this time, the old man on the stage was saying: "Although this Midas pen is damaged, its authenticity can be verified. It's just this one."
As for the pen, it doesn’t seem to be of much use unless it can be matched with the List of Gods, so there is no starting price for the Midas Pen in this auction. It all depends on the bids. The one with the highest price will get it."
People around the stands are whispering. Some people here seem to know about the Golden Pen and the List of Gods, but most people don't know much about it. All in all, it seems to be a useless thing.
Old Huang Pizi also shook his head and said: "You have shit in your head to take this picture. The list of gods has been lost for countless years. It is even said that it was destroyed long ago and cannot be found again. Is there any chance of buying this broken pen?"
What’s the use?”
Xiang Que turned his head stiffly in astonishment and said, "Do you also know about the List of Gods and the Golden Pen?"
Old Huang Pizi looked at him and slowly shook his head: "I've heard of it, but I don't understand it. What's wrong?"
Xiang Que didn't say anything, thinking quickly in his mind that he would definitely take action, but what Xiang Que was thinking about now was whether he would attract anyone's attention if he showed up so soon, and if he really followed this up.
If he accepts the gold pen, will people notice that he has a list of gods?
But no matter what, he has to take action. If others want this thing, it is just a joke, but he really has a list of gods.
After the old man finished speaking, he didn't see anyone making a bid for a long time. Xiang Que breathed out softly, and when he was already thinking about making an offer, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the front: "Ten thousand immortal stones."
Xiang Que suddenly frowned, and Old Huangpizi sneered: "Is there really someone who has shit in his head?"
After that person raised the price, someone else started to bid again, but the increase was not very large. It took a few rounds to barely reach the level of one hundred thousand low-grade immortal stones, and the number of people began to decrease. Xiang Que noticed after watching this.
, I guess these people are not very short of money, so it doesn't matter if they spend some casually. If there is a chance to restore it in the future, it may be of some use.
In this state of mind, Xiang Que kept waiting until there was only one person left, and when the old man on the stage seemed to want to hit the hammer, Xiang Que poked the old man and said, "Shout,
Three hundred thousand inferior immortal stones"
Old Huangpizi said in surprise: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't worry about what I do, just think it's shit in my head, scream, scream, I'll give you a chance to be a rich man..."
Old Huangpizi stretched out his hand speechlessly and shouted slowly: "Three hundred thousand inferior immortal stones"
"Swish, swish." Everyone looked around. Xiang Que quickly lowered his head and pulled the bamboo hat to cover his entire face.
After Lao Huangpizi finished calling, the person bidding below frowned and seemed to mutter something, but then he raised it again and whispered to Xiang Que: "If you increase the price of fifty-five thousand twice, if the other party
After two more rounds with you, just call me a million and try his firepower."
Old Huang Pizi took a deep look at Xiang Que, then slowly stretched out his hand, "Five hundred thousand!"
At the same time, in the pavilion above, a figure suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of Lao Huangpizi through the restriction. The figure looked around twice and said "Hey" softly, and heard someone behind her.
Asked: "What, do you know that person?"
"I thought I knew him, but I found he didn't..." The man replied softly, his eyes retracted from the old face, but his expression seemed a bit hesitant and puzzled as he said: "Who else would know me except him?
How about giving up such a big price to get that Midas touch pen?"
Lao Huangpizi asked for five hundred thousand, but the other party immediately stopped and seemed to have no intention of fighting. Xiang Que immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If this person calls him again, he will be in trouble. It's not that he feels sorry for the money, but because he doesn't care about the money anymore.
If you keep shouting, it will obviously make people worry.
Fortunately, this person temporarily braked.
But what Xiang Que never expected was that the man stopped shouting, and another sudden voice sounded again: "One million!"