When Ye Junlang heard the starting price, he had the urge to curse.
One hundred million?
A broken picture?
This is no different from robbing a bank, right? It’s not even illegal!
What’s even more outrageous is that someone actually started filming——
"110 million."
The one who spoke was Xie Wuji.
The price of hundreds of millions is a huge sum even for the ancient martial arts forces with deep foundation.
"120 million."
To Ye Junlang's surprise, Gu Chen also bid.
He was confused for a while, looked at Bai Xian'er aside, and said, "Is this piece of paper worth so much?"
Bai Xian'er smiled and said softly: "Do you know what the ancient martial arts world values most?"
"power?"
"That's right, but power is based on force. The ancient martial arts world respects martial arts. This piece of paper is a map, a retreat place where the originator of the Martial Saint in the ancient martial arts world established the Martial Saint Realm. It is said that
He left behind the life experiences and insights of the originator of the Martial Saint. The most famous thing is that the originator of the Martial Saint left behind the secret of the Azure Dragon. Unraveling the Secret of the Azure Dragon, the realm of martial arts is no longer limited to the realm of the Martial Saint, but can reach a higher and unknown level.
Realm." Bai Xian'er spoke, and then said, "If someone from the major aristocratic families in the Holy Land can take the lead in breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm, then the existing structure of the ancient martial arts world will be broken, and then I am afraid that one family will dominate.
The pattern of co-ownership of the world. By that time, the resources of the entire ancient martial arts world will be in hand, so what will the price paid at this time be?"
Ye Junlang nodded, his eyes flashing, and he said: "What if this scrap of paper is fake? What if a fake picture was presented at the auction to deceive people? Anyway, it is scrap of paper, no one can tell the difference.
"
Bai Xian'er shook his head and said: "Jubao Pavilion Auction House is the largest auction house in the ancient martial arts world. Its history does not need to be that of some ancient aristocratic families or holy places. Any item auctioned in Duobao Pavilion will ensure its authenticity.
There have never been any fakes for many years, so the ancient martial arts community will recognize Jubao Pavilion’s auction. If it is deliberately false, it will not only attract the resentment of the ancient martial arts community, but also lose this market, which can be said to be more gain than loss."
Ye Junlang frowned and said: "So, the power of Jubao Pavilion is definitely not simple."
Bai Xian'er showed a trace of solemnity on her face and said: "The water in Jubao Pavilion is very deep. It has a history of hundreds of years. No one can tell how deep the foundation is."
While the two were talking, the bidding between Xie Wuji and Gu Chen also became intense.
"170 million!"
Gu Chen spoke in a calm tone.
"180 million!"
Xie Wuji continued to bite him.
Gu Chen was about to speak when suddenly he saw Tantai Mingyue's red lips slightly opening and saying: "300 million."
As soon as these words came out, Gu Chen fell silent.
Even the arrogant Ruxie Wuji turned his head and glanced at Tantai Mingyue, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, but the price exceeded the upper limit allowed by the Holy Land.
Gu Chen and Xie Wuji stopped bidding, and Bai Xianer had no intention of bidding. This scrap of paper, which seemed to have great potential value but might also be worthless, was purchased by Tantai Mingyue at a high price.
"Congratulations to Princess Mingyue." Xue Yan smiled. Her smile was as bright as a flower, and she didn't know how many ancient martial arts disciples in the venue were fascinated by her.
Next is the time for inspection, receipt and payment.
Of course, these ancient martial arts disciples will not carry a large amount of money with them. The way they trade is a kind of ancient martial arts bills from the major families and sects in the ancient martial arts world. The bills of each force will have their own stamps. These
Special bills cannot be forged.
Afterwards, the Jubao Pavilion forces will take these bills to collect money from the corresponding major aristocratic families and banks in the Holy Land.
Now Ye Junlang was embarrassed. He was not a disciple of the ancient martial arts world, so how could he have any tickets?
Bai Xian'er, like Hui Zhilan Xin, had already thought of this, so she smiled at Ye Junlang and said, "I have already paid for the boxing scripture you purchased."
"Thank you, thank you very much. I will pay you back when I get back." Ye Junlang said with a smile.
Bai Xian'er rolled her eyes at Ye Junlang and said, "Then you are too polite."
Ye Junlang was about to say something when he suddenly remembered that the Wu Dan that Bai Xianer had given him was worth tens of millions. This fifty thousand yuan seemed nothing to her.
However, in Ye Junlang's opinion, he must give the 50,000 yuan to Bai Xian'er.
As for Wu Dan's kindness, I can only see if there is a chance to repay him later.
Next, the auction house will bring the items auctioned by everyone for inspection and receipt. They can be taken away on the spot, or they can be sent to their respective aristocratic families and holy places by the Jubao Pavilion.
Most of the auctioned items were sent to their respective ancient martial arts sects by Jubao Pavilion. Only some martial arts pills and martial arts secrets were left behind.
The incomplete boxing scriptures that Ye Junlang had photographed were also sent over. He held the wooden box and opened it to see a thin thread-bound book. The paper had already turned yellow, and some of the characters were vaguely legible, all in traditional Chinese characters.
Ye Junlang had a ridiculous feeling after getting it. He didn't know whether the fifty thousand yuan was worth it. He could only study it carefully after he got back.
After the auction, there was a simple cocktail party at Longfengzhuang.
Everyone in the venue can enjoy the dinner and cocktail reception. Of course, if you want to leave, you can of course.
Ye Junlang thought it would be a good idea to come over this time to get to know Gu Chen, the holy son of the Ancient Yao Holy Land. When he was thinking about whether to invite Gu Chen outside for a drink, he saw people surrounding them at the entrance.
Several ancient martial arts disciples came over, led by none other than Lin Feng.
Lin Feng walked onto the stage where the previous auction was held. He stared at Ye Junlang and said with a sneer: "I want to challenge this person in the name of martial arts! He once boasted to Haikou before that he could crush me with one hand.
wait!"
As he spoke, Lin Feng stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Ye Junlang.
Ye Junlang's face was startled, wondering if these people were mentally ill?
Some people in the venue originally planned to leave, but after hearing what Lin Feng said, they stopped leaving and stayed to watch the excitement.
For example, Tantai Mingyue was about to stand up and leave. After hearing this, she paused and stared at Ye Junlang with a pair of beautiful eyes that were charming but cold as a knife.
Of course she would not forget Ye Junlang's extremely disrespectful look at her before. When she saw Ye Junlang, Bai Xianer and Gu Chen together, she had no intention of pursuing the matter.
However, when she heard that someone was going to challenge Ye Junlang, she became interested and wanted to see what happened.
Ye Junlang sneered and said: "You haven't even grown hair yet, so let's go to bed. I don't have the heart to play with you now. Do you think you are the second child? You said that if you challenge me, I will fight you? I'm done beating you."
Pay an appearance fee?"
Bai Xian'er tugged on Ye Junlang's clothes and said, "Martial arts flourished in the ancient martial arts world, so there are rules for inviting martial arts to challenge. Of course, you don't have to accept it."
Ye Junlang was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know that there were such rules in the ancient martial arts world.
"You don't dare to come up, do you? You even boast about Haikou, and you can be so powerful just by walking with Fairy Bai and Holy Son Gu Chen? You have a lot of face? Face is earned by oneself, not given by others!" Lin Feng said sarcastically.
"I thought this turtle grandson was very capable. It turns out he was just talking big words... By the way, he was also a security guard talking big words."
"If you don't dare to come up, you are admitting defeat. Hahaha, if you say to everyone that I will admit defeat, then this matter will be over."
Several other people also mocked and said.
Chen Chenyu couldn't help it anymore, she shouted with a cold face: "What's wrong with the security? Do you look down on the security? It's you guys who look down on others, you are the most hateful."
Lin Feng knew in his heart that Jiang Long was very polite to Chen Chenyu, so Chen Chenyu didn't dare to respond even if he cursed him angrily. He sneered in a sinister way and said: "The turtle doesn't dare to speak anymore. He even said he was a flower protector. In the end, On the contrary, a woman is needed to help speak, how pitiful!"
Xie Wuji, Jiang Long and others who were still sitting on their seats had a smile on their lips. Of course they were the ones behind this matter.
Jiang Long secretly found Lin Feng and others, saying that Ye Junlang's true identity was a security guard, and promised that Xie Wuji, the Holy Son of Tianji Holy Land, would protect them and asked them to take the initiative to challenge Ye Junlang.
When Lin Feng and others heard this, they immediately agreed. In this way, they could gain access to Xie Wuji's thigh, and they could also exhale a wave of bad breath like when they were at the door. Of course, they would not miss the good thing of killing two birds with one stone.
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