"Come here, kick him out!" Rong Shuihong was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, shouting loudly.
Immediately, several disciples jumped off the auction cart and rushed towards the man.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? If you don't let me sell it, I won't let it be sold. Can't I go out?" The man hurriedly sold a few more melon seeds and went out. He took the money and ran away.
"What a familiar figure!" Looking at the background of the man escaping in a hurry, Ling Chuxi had a feeling of déjà vu.
But she didn’t have many acquaintances in the Heavenly Realm. Apart from Huangfu Qingjue, she only had disciples from the Piaomiao Clan. That person would definitely not be Huangfu Qingjue, let alone a disciple from the Piaomiao Clan. Who could it be?
Woolen cloth?
Ling Chuxi was hesitating whether to catch up to see what was going on, when she heard Rong Shuihong say: "I'm going to announce that this auction has begun." After that, she suddenly pulled open the red cloth.
The old man was frightened by the noise. When he saw that the people below had finally calmed down, he quickly got to the point.
A remnant seal suddenly appeared in front of people's eyes. Upon closer inspection, they saw that it was the two-story remnant tower. At the same time, a desolate and ancient aura also hit their faces.
The auction house was completely silent. Everyone looked at the residual seal, feeling the desolate ancient meaning in it, and also felt the infinite pressure faintly released from it.
Ling Chuxi also became excited. She already had two residual seals in her hand, a total of four layers, and what was in front of her was the fifth and sixth layers. Although they were far away, she could still see that the auction
The residual seal on the table matched exactly with the one in her hand, and the missing corners corresponded one to one without any deviation.
But for some reason, Ling Chuxi always felt something strange in her heart, and that ominous premonition came to mind again. This auction seemed not to be simple. Ling Chuxi felt alert.
With a thought in mind, Ling Chuxi took out the mask and put it on her face. At the same time, she used the Jindan Sect's skills to change the outline of her face, making it completely consistent with the mask. Not to mention others, even Ling Chuxi herself might not be able to see it.
flaw.
"Presumably many people here have heard of the origin of this broken tower. It is part of an ancient artifact. Although it is incomplete, it possesses earth-shaking power. If we can find other
The power of the ruined tower after repair is unimaginable.
Next, the bidding begins. Everyone can participate in the bidding with a price that they think is reasonable. It can be spiritual stones, natural treasures, or other spiritual weapons and elixirs. In short, as long as you think they are of equal value, you can take them.
Come out and bid.
Of course, according to the rules of the unparalleled auction, unparalleled treasures are only auctioned by those who are destined to do so. Therefore, even if you cannot get a precious elixir of comparable value, as long as you have a suitable reason, you can still hope to get this artifact and the ruined tower.
"Rong Shuihong continued.
After that, he added: "Also, Wushuang Auction focuses on integrity. No matter what you come up with or what reasons you give, you must be sincere in the end. If you deliberately cause trouble, don't blame Wushuang Auction for being rude."
Already."
The guards standing solemnly at the four corners unleashed the power of their swords, and the huge auction house was instantly enveloped by several heavy pressures.
It seems that Rong Shuihong was really disturbed by the "peanuts and melon seeds front row bench" just now, and threatened him in advance to prevent anyone from causing trouble again.