Zhuo Yifan had just made a quotation, and the entire venue was stunned. Even Zhen Ji was puzzled. She felt that Zhuo Yifan's behavior had suddenly changed. Didn't he always exchange elixirs directly? Now he actually uses cash instead.
There is definitely something wrong with the transaction.
Zhen Ji remembered that she had invited Zhuo Yifan to be a guest in Private Room No. 10, and immediately knew something was wrong. Moreover, she found that there had been no bids for Private Room No. 10 so far, and she was almost 100% sure that the people inside had either been robbed.
, or it was cleared away.
Thinking of this, Zhen Ji's face tightened and she felt a little ashamed. Although she didn't know what force the people in the private room on the 10th came from, she knew that there were many masters inside, and there were three powerful men in charge! But who was this monk?
?How could even such a lineup be settled quietly? This thing is too weird!
Glancing at Zhuo Yifan with her beautiful eyes, Zhen Ji immediately felt that this person was not simple, and she guessed that 90% of the monk's identity might be fake! Although she was shocked, as a chief minister of Zhen Bao Pavilion, this person
She still had the ability to remain calm at all times. She still stood aside with a smile on her face, burying all her speculations and shocks deep in her heart.
Undoubtedly, Zhen Ji is a smart woman, but she would never have thought that her little thoughts could not escape the other party's perception. Although she knew that the other party was suspicious, Zhuo Yifan did not reveal it. For him, her identity
It would be best if he could hide it. If he couldn't hide it, he would not continue to deceive Zhenbao Pavilion. After all, this auction house had a cooperative relationship with him.
As for what Zhen Baoge will do after knowing his true identity, that is beyond the scope of Zhuo Yifan's consideration. No matter what he does, as long as the other party ensures the interests and does not offend him. Although Zhenbaoge has some background behind it, Zhuo Yifan
It’s not that you’re afraid of him. If you make him anxious, with his current strength, you may not be able to destroy him, but you can still make a lose-lose situation!
But even if Zhen Ji knows that Zhuo Yifan is powerful, others in the venue don't think so. So what if the people in private room No. 8 are powerful people? There is no sect, no power, and they want to be here.
Is it against the will of heaven? Before, you were lavishly selling the thousand-year-old elixir, and now you have offended people from the Demon Spirit Clan. How many lives can you be so arrogant about?
You must know that in the Blood Prison, strength alone is not enough. Without power to rely on, you dare to act so arrogantly. In the eyes of other forces, this is like a delicious meal, only for others to slaughter!
"Three hundred and fifty million!" Beidao's emperor finally spoke.
In such a large auction house, most of the people wore face coverings or even disguised themselves in order to hide their identities. Only these three monks were undisguised and showed their strong domineering power.
No one was surprised when they saw Beidao's quotation. Many people knew that Beidao's eldest prince was deprived of his Dantian by a ruthless genius, and Buddha's marrow was the miraculous medicine to repair such terminal diseases. It would be bad luck if you miss this opportunity.
The eldest prince may have difficulty cultivating in this life.
Beidao is famous in the region. As soon as the Golden Mouth was opened, many small forces suddenly withered. Beidao has already bid, and the Southern Kingdom, which has the same experience as Beidao, will definitely take action. The gods are fighting, and the fireworks are erupting. Where are they?
Can mortals bear it?
But surprisingly, Nanguo did not participate in the bidding. Seeing that no one competed with Beidao, I was relieved.
Obviously, these two major forces have been united for a long time in order to save their eldest son, but how could Zhuo Yifan let them go? After finally destroying two people, they were cured like this, so where could he put his face?
"Three hundred and sixty million!"
Just when everyone thought that this sacred treasure was going to fall into the hands of the people from the North Island, a voice came out from the private room No. 8, raising the price again.
"Huh? It's this private room No. 8 again. Who is in it! I have been trading with thousand-year-old elixir before. Obviously I don't have enough bloody battle points. Why are you so generous?" The face of Emperor Fu Beidao showed murderous intent.
.
"Emperor Beidao, it seems that someone is deliberately going against us! I want to see who is in this private room No. 8! Even my southern country, Beidao, doesn't take it seriously!" An old man from the southern country stood up with a whoosh.
stand up.
The strong men of the two sects stood up at once, causing the atmosphere in the scene to freeze. Everyone in the hall fell silent when they saw this scene, and some people even got up and left. The gods were about to fight, and they didn't want to be affected.
Suddenly, in the dead silence, a disembodied voice sounded: "The rules of the auction house cannot be broken, and everyone is eligible to bid! The highest bidder wins, this has always been the rule here!"
The voice was ethereal, but it seemed to be everywhere. It seemed to be coming from a very far away place, or it seemed like someone was talking to him, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the field!
There is no doubt that this is a peerless master!
Hearing this, Zhen Muling's face straightened: "My little lady knows that you are all well-known forces in the region, but in the ancient city auction house, there are rules of the ancient city auction house. No one is allowed to violate it! Anyone who dares to question the authority of the auction house, my little girl.
Don’t let one go!”
As soon as the mysterious voice came out, Zhen Muling's attitude hardened instantly. Even the ferocious talent who was calm could not help but change his face slightly. He was not afraid of the southern country and the northern island, but was surprised by this sudden voice. This man cultivated
He has a very high base, and his mental power is extremely strong. He is a powerful soul cultivator!
Zhuo Yifan didn't expect that apart from Zhen Muling, there would be such a master hidden in the ancient city's auction house. Was this soul cultivator also from Zhen Bao Pavilion, or did he come from another auction house? He had been lurking around, and even he didn't notice it.
Hearing this voice, the strong men of the two sects also tightened their expressions. The Beidao Emperor's thoughts changed very quickly, and he quickly bowed to the void and saluted: "I am the one who was impulsive. Please forgive me, senior. But I still doubt it."
Can this fellow in private room No. 8 afford such a sky-high price? Don’t deliberately raise the price here!"
When Beidao Huangfu said these words, everyone was shocked! The only one who dared to respond to the auction house in such a tone was this extremely prominent giant in the region, and other forces really didn't have the courage!
"Three hundred and seventy million!"
However, Zhuo Yifan was not afraid of this tense atmosphere at all, and spoke directly without waiting for the mysterious man to reply.
The two sect members were furious: "You..."
"Three hundred and eighty million!"
Zhuo Yifan spoke calmly, and with a bang, the atmosphere in the whole room was ignited! Who is the great master sitting in private room No. 8! He actually dared to refute the two giants of Nanguo and Beidao in public.
At this time, even a fool knows the other party's move of 10 million to 10 million. This is simply a slap in the face! The faces of the monks in the South and North Island are getting redder and redder! They are almost furious!
"Three hundred and ninety million!"
However, Zhuo Yifan seemed not to have seen it. In the blink of an eye, he added another ten million. Then he sneered: "Monks don't lie. If you can afford it, you can afford it. If you can't afford it, you will never force it. This guy
If the donor cannot afford the price, then just withdraw, why ask for trouble!"
"Old monk! As a monk, haven't you ever heard that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? My son of the Southern Kingdom and the emperor of Beidao are both seriously injured and need this vat of Buddhist marrow for treatment. If you don't let me,
, it’s just killing people’s lives and breaking the Buddhist precepts!” said an old man from the southern country.
"I'm offering 400 million yuan! This donor likes to take pictures or not, so don't waste time here!" As soon as he finished speaking, another voice suddenly came from the private room No. 8. At this time, Zhuo Yifan was also angry. What?
Are you violating the precepts by disregarding human life? I am not a real monk! (To be continued.)