Under the gaze of countless eyes, the female auctioneer smiled and carefully took out the contents of the jade box.
"Everyone, Yaoyao also knows your purpose this time. So to be polite, I will simply omit it. There are a total of thirteen treasures in this auction, and every one of them is considered to be the best thing in the box!"
"The first thing is a prayer pill!"
The auctioneer named Yaoyao raised her jade hand lightly and supported the jade bottle on the white jade plate in her hand. "As long as a warrior is under the realm of the King of Wu, a warrior can open up a meridian from the body by taking the Zhuanjing Pill, which is equivalent to a promotion."
A realm!”
Before Yaoyao finished speaking, the eyes of everyone in the audience became intense. Everyone was gearing up and seemed to be very interested in the Zhuanjing Dan.
Even Lin Huang looked over with interest.
This is not as simple as raising a realm, but adding another level to the foundation of martial arts.
Martial arts is divided into major realms, and each realm has nine heavens. After taking the Zhuanjing Pill, the tenth heaven will appear, and its combat power is extraordinary.
"In the past twenty years, there has been only one prayer pill. If you are interested in it, don't miss it!"
Yaoyao smiled charmingly and charmingly, and her enchanting eyes swept over the crowd. Her enchanting posture was even more frightening than that of Ye Hongxiu.
Looking at the charming and natural woman on the stage, many people in the audience had burning eyes and secretly swallowed their saliva.
"The prayer pill, the auction price starts at one million!"
The charming Yaoyao spoke directly on the stage, with a smile on her delicate face.
In the box, Lin Huang grinned and smiled roguely, "The base price of a prayer pill is one million. I don't know how much wealth is needed to get it!"
When a warrior practices, his foundation is indeed very important.
The price quoted by Yaoyao made the venue slightly quiet. But soon, someone hurriedly spoke, with a loud and loud voice, "One million and two hundred thousand!"
The one who spoke was a young man, presumably to attract Yaoyao's attention, and seemed a little pretentious.
"One and a half million!"
"Two million!"
As soon as the young man finished speaking, someone started to raise the price continuously, which made the young man feel quite embarrassed, and he sat back with a flushed face.
A prayer pill only takes half a quarter of an hour to determine its value and ownership.
Five million taels!
Hearing this price, Lin Huang couldn't help but feel a little shocked. In the Great Region, the highest price of Zhuanjing Dan was around three million, but he didn't expect it to reach five million in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
Sure enough, rare things are valuable.
The person who took the photo of the prayer pill was a general from the Nanli Dynasty. Judging from the latter's posture, he didn't look like a general at all. I don't know how many years of greed he had to have such wealth.
After the end of Zhuanjing Dan, Yaoyao launched the second treasure, which was a weapon.
As for what kind of weapon it was, Lin Huang didn't listen. He just ordered Bai Xiaopang to raise the price, and asked Jun Qingcheng to pay more attention, so as not to let Bai Xiaopang raise the price to the point where he bought it.
Lin Huang's eyes scanned the entire auction house, secretly searching for where Song Wugui was.
"Two million, I want this thing. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
Bai Xiaopang walked out of the private room, put his hands on his waist, and said with a arrogant look on his face.
"Two and a half million!"
Before Bai Xiaopang finished speaking, someone spoke up and pushed him down. Bai Xiaopang immediately stretched out four fingers and shouted loudly:
"Three million!"
In just two breaths, the price quoted by Xiaopang Bai was suppressed by another 3.2 million.
Finally, after Bai Xiaopang raised the price of the weapon to 6.5 million, Jun Qingcheng dragged him back to the box.
In the private room, Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue looked at each other, but neither could find Song Wugui's whereabouts.
Within half a quarter of an hour, the third treasure began to be auctioned.
Bai Xiaopang walked out of the box in a swagger again, and the sound of a loud bell shook the entire auction house. However, this time Bai Xiaopang seemed to be very organized and seemed to love money as much as his life.
"One million eight hundred thousand taels!"
"One million eight hundred and one tael!"
…
"Two million three hundred thousand taels!"
"Two million three hundred and one tael!"
Outside the box, Bai Xiaopang only increased one tael each time. The warriors who participated in the auction were so angry that they blew their beards and stared, wishing they could kick the meatball upstairs out of the auction house.
Not long after, Bai Xiaopang was dragged back to the box again.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the fourth treasure began to be auctioned.
The fifth item.
The sixth item!
…
Every time, Little Fatty Bai would come out shaking his butt and thrusting his waist, with a proud look on his eyebrows, as if he was carrying the invincible loneliness of being the richest man in the world.
There are also endless ways to bid.
Add one or two at a time.
A one-time direct increase of three million taels.
Random bidding method.
The simple thing is that Bai Xiaopang didn't take any pictures. The things are all good, but for a few people, they are not particularly needed.
There were several times when Jun Qingcheng dragged Bai Xiaopang back to the box early. The girl, who did not know the approximate price of the treasure, had regrets on her face several times, thinking that Bai Xiaopang should raise the price a few more times.
Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue, on the other hand, had been paying attention to the auction house, but they had never found Song Wugui. Until the Yaoyao woman on the stage smiled slightly and held up a treasure again, Lin Huang's eyes were moved.
Attracted to the past.
The lights on the auction stage dimmed, and in the silver plate held by Yaoyao Yu's hand, there was a scroll with complicated patterns, blooming with brilliant light.
The light appears in four colors: cyan, white, red, and blue.
And in the lingering light of each color, there seems to be a shadow slowly emerging, revealing a powerful aura. In the void, there are also sounds of ancient beasts.
On the auction stage, Yaoyao had a charming smile on her face, waving her hand to close the scroll, and then said with a slight smile:
"As you can see, this treasure is a volume of fourth-level formations called the Four Symbols of the World-Suppressing Map!"
Before Yaoyao finished speaking, several old men stood up and stared at the scrolls on the auction table with eager eyes.
There are only a handful of level four formations in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
Except for the few fourth-level formation masters today, there is no other formation master who possesses fourth-level formations.
Obtaining this scroll may be their opportunity to become a fourth-level formation master.
In the box, Lin Huang was also stunned for a moment, with great interest in his eyes.
Since he started practicing formations, the only thing he could control was the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation, but the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation was too simple and had great flaws when used against enemies.
As early as in the Land of Locked Dragons, when Lin Huang became possessed by the devil, he broke through and became a fourth-level formation master. During this period, he had not practiced formations and suffered from the lack of fourth-level formations.
If he opened his mouth and asked Murong Fen for help, it shouldn't be difficult, but in the end he still couldn't open his mouth.
In the box, Lin Huang looked at the scroll with restrained light on the auction table, his dark eyes showing a different kind of light, and then he kicked Bai Xiaopang on the body and said: