"Everyone, the next inquiry about the auction items is a bit strange, because even we don't fully understand the functions of these items. However, after careful analysis, our auction house concluded that this item is a treasure map.
a part of."
The white-haired auctioneer took out a silver plate and carefully lifted off a layer of gauze. A tattered piece of ancient cloth appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The appearance of this item immediately silenced the scene, and random boos continued.
Listening to the disdainful voices around him, the white-haired auctioneer laughed dryly. They didn't understand the function of this thing, so the auctioneer also felt a little guilty.
However, no matter how little information there is, we still have to continue touting this item.
Zhou Liang sat on the soft chair and listened to the auctioneer's explanation, thinking in his heart.
Xiao Yan will definitely bid for the auction later, and then Fan Ling will raise the price.
Instead, you can directly take a picture of this map, and then use this thing to explore Yao Lao's background and see if Yao Lao has heaven-level fighting skills?
As the number one alchemist in Zhongzhou back then, it was entirely possible that he had heaven-level fighting skills.
Moreover, the meaning revealed between the lines in the original work also shows that Yao Lao always has a reserve of heaven-level fighting skills.
However, it may not be suitable for Xiao Yan's later training. In addition, Xiao Yan already had several suitable heaven-level fighting skills at that time, so it was not taught to Xiao Yan.
Of course, these are just Zhou Liang's guesses, and whether they are specific or not depends on further testing.
After all, it is the treasure map of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire. Although Zhou Liang does not need it, it does not mean that he will give it to Xiao Yan casually.
At this moment, Xiao Yan had already made his second bid, and then sat there pretending to be calm.
Fan Ling turned to look at Xiao Yan, whose body was shrouded in robes and clothes, and glanced around as if trying to see something.
But in the end, he found nothing, and then he slowly raised his hand and increased the price again.
"Two hundred thousand!"
The moment this price appeared, there were whispers on the scene. Everyone looked at Fan Ling with strange eyes and began to discuss in a low voice.
The elder next to Fan Ling couldn't help but wanted to stop him. It was understandable that he paid a high price for the things he had bought earlier.
But does this piece of rag with no known use cost so many gold coins? Unfortunately, he was scolded by Fan Ling and shut up as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Stop competing with him. If you continue like this, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of others!" Yao Lao Dandan's voice sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.
Xiao Yan glanced at Fan Ling, his teeth itching with hatred. Just as he was about to speak, something new happened at the scene.
"Twenty-one thousand!"
Zai Dandan's voice sounded, which made Xiao Yan a little surprised. Then he asked anxiously in his heart: "Why did he also bid? Did he find out something?"
"Calm down!" A soft shout sounded in Xiao Yan's mind, calming Xiao Yan's anxiety.
It's no wonder Xiao Yan is so anxious. After all, from the moment he met Zhou Liang, Xiao Yan's only sense of him was mystery and power.
Not to mention Xiao Yan, even Yao Lao was a little silent.
The opponent's strength is not just the Dou Wang level shown by his cultivation. A month ago, the opponent's fighting ability could reach the level of one or two star Douzong.
Let alone now.
"Don't worry, we will try to find a way later to see if we can exchange the map for him. After all, they probably don't know the actual value."
Yao Lao's voice sounded faintly in Xiao Yan's heart, causing him to come back to his senses and nod in agreement.
"Even if the deal fails, it's not too late to come back to him when you become stronger!"
"Yeah!" Xiao Yan nodded slightly.
"Three hundred thousand!"
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded. It was the voice of Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect. At this time, his face was ashen and he stared at Zhou Liang fiercely.
"Three hundred and one thousand!"
Zhou Liang raised his hand gently and said the price with an indifferent expression.
The white-haired old man on the auction stage was already very happy. After all, he could get a commission from every auction item.
Fan Ling stood up with a bang, frowning tightly and staring at Zhou Liang.
The first bidder was another person. He originally thought he had discovered some secret of this thing, but it turned out to be dead after two calls.
Then this guy appeared again, this guy who had been ignoring me.
I don't know if what happened to him or if he just wants to go against himself.
After looking at Zhou Liang twice, Fan Ling slowly sat down again.
The opponent's strength is very strong, stronger than all the people he brings. In this case, harsh words will have no effect.
After all, as expected, the other party is a fighting king, and even if his father is not present, the other party will not take him seriously.
But it won’t necessarily happen after two days.
Rich, right?
Humph! Fan Ling sneered sinisterly!
Without the interference of others, this auction item also went into Zhou Liang's pocket.
Everything around him returned to calm, and the auction continued in an orderly manner.
One by one, items were sold at high prices or failed to be auctioned, including medicinal materials, elixirs, cauldrons, and fighting skills.
Basically, all the fighting skills that caught Zhou Liang's fancy were auctioned off by him.
Several other people also had their own harvests. Until the auction was coming to an end, the penultimate auction item appeared on the auction stage.
"Three Thousand Thunderbolts, Body Fighting Skills, Level, Low Earth Level!"
The moment the auctioneer's calm voice rang out, the entire auction room fell into silence, and countless fiery bags gathered and dispersed upwards.
On the small crystal tray, a silver scroll lay quietly there.
Rapid breathing sounded frequently in the venue, breaking the silence.
Immediately, the atmosphere at the scene reached its climax, and all the major forces finally began to show their strong financial resources.
Sanqian Leidong did not set a reserve price for the auction, so as soon as the auctioneer's hammer fell, the scene entered into the fiercest competition.
The auction price soared rapidly, reaching more than two million in a short period of time.
The rising prices directly pushed the atmosphere of the scene to the highest level, like burning oil in a hot pot.
Such a bid that did not regard money as money was an eye-opener for most people present. Seeing such a love story made them feel that their trip was worthwhile.
This also includes Xiao Yan. After all, he is the poorest alchemist. When has he ever seen such a scene?
"five million!"
A sudden voice sounded, and the price was increased by half, causing the scene to become silent.
Everyone's eyes turned to the place where the sound came from. Zhou Liang sat on the soft stool with his arms folded and looked at the auction table leisurely.
"It's this guy again! How much money does he have?" A strong man in black said with a frown.
"So far, he has sold at least close to five million in auction items, and he can still offer another five million. Does he really have that much money?"