A smile appeared at the corner of Yuan Futu's mouth, he rubbed his eyes that were still stinging, and said: "Don't leave yet, maybe you can make a lot of money today."
Qin Rongxian frowned, but he didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd.
Yuan Futu shrugged his shoulders, thinking about what he saw at that moment. He obviously understood the secret hidden in this dark dagger, and casually picked up the bidding sign.
Xuan Xuan smiled calmly and said: "This treasure is the work of Mr. Fu Kong, the master of spiritual treasure casting who lived in seclusion in the sea. It is called the Hidden God Sword. It is also the only low-grade god-level spiritual treasure he forged in his lifetime. With four
The level magic circle is in full swing and has the special attribute of 'Front Spin'. The base price is fifteen million spiritual stones."
The low price of 15 million spiritual stones is indeed a bit high for a low-grade god-level spiritual treasure with no bright spots. However, Mr. Fu Kong is extremely accomplished in the casting of spiritual treasures and is famous in the imperial court. Regarding his works,
It still attracted a lot of people's attention.
"Thirty million spiritual stones." A cultivator in green and purple clothes raised the bidding price and raised the price twice, causing everyone to be in an uproar. All eyes were focused on him. Those who originally wanted to
Those who wanted to bid immediately hesitated.
The practitioner in green and purple clothes had a heavy face, and seemed to be a little impatient with the complicated auction process, so he simply raised the high price to let everyone quit.
Xuan Xuan said with a smile on her face: "Young Master has good eyesight, that's thirty million times."
"Fifty million!"
Everyone was in an uproar again, and the sound of exclamation resounded throughout the ghost market, and countless eyes focused on Yuan Futu.
Qin Rongxian said in astonishment: "Is this spiritual treasure really worth so much money?"
Yuan Futu smiled and said: "Of course it's worth it. If it suits my heart, no matter how expensive it is, it's worth it."
The practitioner in green and purple clothes frowned slightly, looked at Yuan Futu, with a slightly angry look, raised the bidding sign again, and said: "Eighty million."
Everyone present looked shocked. The price of a mere low-grade god-level spiritual treasure has been raised to 80 million. You can almost buy a high-grade one. However, as the price keeps rising, everyone seems to be aware of that.
There might be something extraordinary about the dark dagger, so I started to look at it carefully.
Yuan Futu chuckled lightly, shook his head and said: "What a pity, he is actually an expert."
"One hundred and fifty million spiritual stones!" At this moment, Qin Rongxian grabbed Yuan Futu's hand and raised it directly. At this time, even Xuan Xuan, who had seen countless things in the world, frowned, obviously unable to guess this.
What on earth was the bidder thinking, because even she didn't think there was anything extraordinary about this spiritual treasure.
150 million spiritual stones, such a high price can even touch the ancient level spiritual treasure, everyone held their breath, waiting for the situation to change again.
Yuan Futu had originally planned to give up, because he knew that even two god-level spiritual treasures did not require such a high price.
"Silly girl, what are you doing?"
Qin Rongxian took the bidding auction from his hand and hummed: "If you say it suits your liking, then I will buy it."
"It's not worth it." Yuan Futu shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
Qin Rongxian made a "cut" sound and said loudly: "I will give you 10 million more for whatever price they offer. If you have the ability, keep shouting."
The practitioner in green and purple clothes was boiling with anger, and just as he was about to raise the bidding card, he saw an old hand pressing on his shoulder.
Looking back, a sixty-year-old man wearing the same clothes shook his head and said: "The others haven't arrived yet. We don't have so many ready-made spiritual stones, and the other party seems to have a strong foundation, so there is no need to argue with one's will."
"But this spiritual treasure was specially requested by the sect master to obtain." The practitioner said anxiously.
The old man waved his hand, "There is nothing you can do about things beyond your ability. I will explain this to the sect master. Besides, I don't know if this spiritual treasure is really what the rumors say."
The practitioner was so angry that he gritted his teeth and put down the bidding card in his hand.
When Xuan Xuan saw this, she knew that the other party had given up. She focused her attention on Qin Rongxian again and said with a charming smile: "It seems that this spiritual treasure will belong to this beauty."
Qin Rongxian happily walked over, picked up the dagger, came to Yuan Futu, handed it to him, and said: "Here you go."
Xuan Xuan did not continue the next step, but looked at Yuan Futu with interest. Not only her, but almost everyone present was focused on Yuan Futu, wanting to know about this low-grade god-level spiritual treasure.
Why is it worth 150 million spiritual stones?
150 million spiritual stones, one-tenth of the inventory was used up at once. Yuan Futu was really a little bit hurt, but at least he got this spiritual treasure. Even if he lost, he wouldn't lose too much. He also wanted to
You want to know how much the mystery gained from the Eye of Shura is worth.
bass!
The short sword was unsheathed and made a hoarse and harsh sound. The blade was rusty and had not seen the light of day for who knows how many years.
Yuan Futu used his true energy, and under the infusion, the rust peeled off like ashes after burning, showing an unusually bright blade, and a sharp aura filled the air.
However, this was still a low-grade god-level spiritual treasure. Everyone began to shake their heads secretly, thinking that this guy had made a big loss.
Yuan Futu ignored their sarcastic glances, waved his hand and inserted the short knife sideways, and began to look at the dark scabbard carefully.
"The Hidden God Sword, as the name suggests, its magic does not lie in the low-grade god-level spiritual treasure on the surface, but in being hidden by it. In fact, the most important thing about this sword is not the blade, but the scabbard."
Touching the surface of the scabbard with his fingers, Yuan Futu immediately felt the dents carved out one after another. They were so thin and shallow that they were difficult to detect. These lines formed an extremely complex pattern.
As the golden elixir circulated, the array pattern suddenly became brighter, and the entire scabbard seemed to be revitalized, releasing an extremely powerful aura that shocked everyone around it.
"An ancient level spiritual treasure!" A practitioner exclaimed in surprise.
The scabbard was trembling slightly, and Yuan Futu felt the power erupting from it. The formation pattern was dominated by the wind element, and a total of six elemental mysteries were mixed together. It was obvious that it had reached the sixth level, and it was about to start.
For a spiritual treasure of the ancient level, the formation must be at least this level.
Xuan Xuan's face changed. All the spiritual treasures auctioned here were professionally reviewed by people in Jubao Pavilion. It was rare for someone to miss something, but she didn't expect that such a big mistake would be made at this moment.
This Taikoo Lingbao, valued at hundreds of millions, was sold at such a low price.
Yuan Futu was also quite surprised, obviously he did not expect this hidden magic sword to have such great potential!