Each piece of the King's Arms consumes endless materials and treasures. It cannot be made even after spending all the resources of a great sect. Only the Holy Land, the Divine Dynasty and the top powerful forces can possess it.
Just imagine, how many people can get and hold the weapon that the peerless god king Jiang Taixu has spent his whole life cultivating?
Anyone who holds it in his hand can sweep through a group of people of the same level. He is invincible and has no chance of encountering an opponent!
The body of the bell is no bigger than a baby's fist. It is emerald green and translucent. You can tell it is a treasure at a glance. You can't help but want to hold it in your hands and play with it.
"Bi Luo Zhong..."
In Jiuli Tianque, as soon as the old man in charge of the auction said the name, and before he said what the reserve price was, the people in the hall became excited.
"It turns out to be the legendary Bell King!"
The entire palace was noisy. Many people looked shocked and started talking. Many people squeezed forward to take a closer look.
Just because of the three words "Bi Luo Zhong", the auction hall was in chaos, everyone looked excited, and many important people walked out of the private room and watched with their eyes.
The Biluo Bell was famous all over the world in the past. It was a magical and powerful weapon. When the bell rang, the world became silent, heroes fell, and everything was shattered.
Twenty thousand years ago, a King Biluo appeared in Zhongzhou, just like Jiang Taixu, the God-King of the Eastern Wilderness today. He was an invincible king. The weapons he had spent his whole life refining, you can imagine how precious they were!
Biluo is the first level of Taoist heaven. The sky is full of blue clouds and is called "Biluo". If you dare to call yourself the king with such a name, you will naturally be unparalleled in the sky.
Biluo Zhong, known as the Bell King, is as famous as the Nine Divine Weapons that King Yuhua sacrificed for his whole life fifteen thousand years ago. It is accurately recorded in many ancient books in Zhongzhou.
"King Biluo, King Yuhua, is a powerful king in Zhongzhou. The weapons he left behind are rare in the world and are of immeasurable value!"
"I'm afraid not many people can afford this Biluo Bell King. I don't know how many precious materials were spent back then, but it was finally made of the Nine Heavens Biluo Divine Jade."
"The most important thing is its power. If it is held in the hands of a saint-level figure, it can be invincible in the world in the era when there are no ancient saints and the years when there is no Dacheng King's body."
Everyone thought about it, and they all knew that the price must be sky-high. Unless the ancient gods and holy places took action, no one could afford it. It was too precious.
"Seven hundred thousand kilograms of pure source starts bidding!"
When people calmed down a little, the old auctioneer loudly announced the reserve price. As soon as he said this, there was a brief pause, and then there was an uproar.
"How is this possible, only 700,000 kilograms of pure source?!"
Almost no one dares to believe that this is the legendary Bi Luo Zhong, a treasure that was refined with a lifetime of effort by an invincible king. How could it be so cheap?
"It's fake, this is definitely not the real Biluo Bell!"
"Is this an imitation and not the King Bell recorded in ancient books?"
Many people questioned and did not believe that the base price of a divine clock could be so low. They thought it was a fraud and not a treasure.
"Everyone, please be patient." In the Jiuli Bao Palace, the old auctioneer knocked the bell gently, and a clear bell sound suddenly sounded, cleansing people's souls.
"It's the Bell King, but there's a stain on it..."
The Biluo clock, which was as big as a baby's fist, was turned over, and people found a blood stain on the inner wall of the clock, like a stain, dull and dull.
"What's going on?"
"Not long ago, someone discovered the body of King Biluo in a dangerous place, lying in a blood cave..."
When everyone heard this, they immediately knew what was going on. Dragon marrow was born from the ancestral roots, and it could also produce impurity. Even if the war treasure was soaked for a long time, it would be dissolved.
After being immersed in a source of earth pollution and blood for 20,000 years, it is a miracle that the Biluo Bell was not completely destroyed.
"It's a pity that a divine artifact was wasted like this. I didn't expect King Biluo to be peacefully in a blood cave."
"This is really an immeasurable loss. The legendary Biluo Bell has been wiped out like this."
Everyone shook their heads, their enthusiasm suddenly waning.
"Everyone, this is not an ordinary weapon. It is made of the sacred jade of the Nine Heavens. You must know that this is a sacred material that can be used to cast the weapons of saints. The saints in ancient times searched for it. If you find the peerless earth milk,
Or the top-grade dragon marrow can completely wash away the blood stains and restore the Biluo Bell. Moreover, if it continues to be warmed and nurtured, it will be invincible to all evil and will be indelible forever."
Many people were moved again and their minds became active, but many people still shook their heads.
"Forget it, the price is too high. Earth's milk and dragon's marrow are priceless in themselves. If we need the top quality, who can afford it?"
"Eight hundred thousand kilograms of pure source!"
"Eight hundred and fifty thousand kilograms of pure source!"
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Although many people said that the price was too high, they still took action during the bidding, and it was very fierce.
"One and two hundred thousand kilograms of pure source!" Ye Fan also spoke. He felt that the Biluo Bell was very extraordinary and should be able to remove stains. After all, it was made of the Nine Heavens Biluo Divine Jade. It was good at warming and nourishing. Not only could it recover, but it should also
Can continue to grow.
He suddenly raised the price by hundreds of thousands of kilograms of pure sources, which immediately attracted people's attention. Many people hesitated, wondering whether to continue to increase the price.
"One and a half million kilograms of pure source." Another voice came, very calm and calm. It was Jin Chixiao of the Golden Clan, with the blood of the Ancient King flowing through it.
"One and a half million kilograms of pure source." Another person spoke.
"One million eight hundred thousand kilograms of pure source." Ye Fan continued to increase the price.
"Two million catties of pure source." Jin Chixiao's expression remained unchanged, as if he was about to make up his mind.
"Are you crazy? There are already stains on the Bi Luo Zhong, and it can still be fought over like this. This is so arrogant!" Everyone was surprised.
1.8 million kilograms of pure source is Ye Fan's bottom line, but seeing that Jin Chixiao is competing, he feels the need to add fuel to the flames. He doesn't mean to trick this person, but there will be dragon marrow auctioned later.
He felt that it was necessary to let him consume more, so as not to compete with him again later.
"Two million one hundred thousand kilograms of pure source." Ye Fan's tone was unsteady, as if he was shouting the price through gritted teeth.
"Two, three hundred thousand kilograms of pure source." Jin Chixiao was very forceful and added two hundred thousand kilograms of pure source in one go.
"Two hundred...four hundred thousand kilograms of pure source." Ye Fan seemed to be more hesitant and hesitated when making the quotation.
"Two million six hundred thousand kilograms of pure source!" Jin Chixiao said simply.
"Brother Jin has gone too far. The Biluo Bell has serious stains and is no longer as beautiful as it used to be. Its power is less than 10% of what it was back then. 1.8 million kilograms of energy is the limit."
Next to him, the man in purple tried to persuade him, but several other disciples from Qishi Mansion also thought it was not worth it and tried to dissuade him one after another.
"I'm determined. Our Golden Clan has the Divine Milk of the Earth, which can completely wash away the stains and restore this Bell King." Jin Chixiao secretly transmitted the message.
"What?" Several people were shocked and extremely envious. If he could recover, it would be worth it no matter how much money he spent, and he could recreate the style of the invincible king.
In the end, the people in the hall became numb, and Ye Fan increased the price little by little, pushing the price of Biluo Zhong to the sky-high price of three million kilograms. He did not dare to increase the price for fear of scaring the other party away.
"Eh, no, he is determined to win, and he can still bid." Ye Fan observed with Yuantian Divine Sense, and felt the other party's emotional fluctuations in his heart.
"Three million one hundred thousand kilograms of pure source!"
"Three million two hundred thousand kilograms of pure source!"
Ye Fan warmed the fire to cook the meat, pushed the price to 3.5 million kilograms of pure source, and ignored it.
In the end, even Jin Chixiao was anxious. He did not have so many sources. After communicating with the person in charge of Jiuli Tianque, and getting permission to pay in the future, he pushed the price to 3.7 million jin of sources in one go, becoming the final
winner.
"This bastard!" Jin Chixiao gritted his teeth, the price was too high. He stared at the private room where Ye Fan was, with endless killing intent in his heart, and then sneered.
There was an uproar in the auction hall. The price was really sky-high, so crazy that it felt unreal.
Later, another treasure was auctioned, which was a volume of the ancient Twin Kings' manuscripts, which recorded part of the process of enlightenment. Although it was only a fragment, it was of immeasurable value.
Ye Fan thought for a while and then participated again. This time he faithfully made a "trust" again. He still hesitated every time he raised the price, but kept pushing the price up.
"Damn it, Tuo, your performance was terrible!"
"It's so abominable, the price increase is so obvious!"
In the end, this incomplete manuscript of enlightenment was put at a sky-high price, causing outrage and resentment.
"Next time, play by yourself!"
"Death to the bad guy!"
Many people cursed and were furious.
Ye Fan naturally did it on purpose. He just wanted to carry out his entrustment to the end, let these people understand his role, and pave the way for the bidding of the dragon marrow.
Then, as expected, he did not change his bad habits and "entrusted" two more treasures to the sky-high price.
"The last treasure is a bottle of purple dragon marrow, with a total of twelve drops. The base price is 1.2 million kilograms of pure source, but you have to bid for it with the same amount of divine source."
There was another uproar in the hall, and the final dragon marrow was finally presented. This is a peerless divine item that can not only extend life span, but also assist in enlightenment.
A transparent jade bottle, everything inside is clearly visible. There are a total of twelve drops of dragon marrow, blooming with divine brilliance, filling the hall with purple light and intoxicating fragrance.
Each drop is as big as the belly of a thumb, incompatible with each other, crystal clear and purple clouds flickering, like purple air coming from the east. The hall is filled with mist, and the fragrance is directly transmitted into people's souls.
Twelve drops, each drop has a guaranteed minimum price of 100,000 kilograms, which is a frightening sky-high price. No matter how rich you are, it will feel painful.
"It's only twelve drops. The base price is 1.2 million kilograms of source. Why don't you grab it?!" Many people said it was expensive. The most important thing was that it had to be traded with divine source, which blocked too many people.
"One million three hundred thousand kilograms." At this moment, Ye Fan spoke, his tone still so unsteady.
There was silence in the hall for a moment, followed by curses.
"Damn it, you're acting again!"
"It's so unethical. You can play with yourselves. We won't even bid!"
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"One million three hundred thousand catties for the first time, one million three hundred thousand catties for the second time..."
"Bang"
The wooden hammer fell, and everyone cursed. No one competed. Ye Fan bought the dragon marrow with 1.3 million kilograms and became the winner.
There was silence in the hall, and then there was a curse. People believed that this was a trap, and no one was tricked this time.
"Die Tuo, you are too greedy. Just forget it if you don't want to auction it. Why do you do this?"
Next to him, the person in charge of the auction house was in tears, speechless and choked with sobs. He had "reverence" for Ye Fan just now, but now he wants to slap him to death with the sole of his shoe.
Damn, this is a bottle of dragon marrow. It’s hard to find in the world. It was supposed to be the grand finale, and it would definitely fetch a shockingly high price. As a result, this “trust” that was originally very pleasing to the eye was paid the floor price.
"Thank you!"
Everyone in the auction hall cursed.
The person in charge of the auction house was on the verge of tears and wanted to strangle Ye Fan to death.
Originally, the most conservative estimate of the transaction price was over 4 million kilograms of dragon marrow, because this time it was not a low-grade dragon marrow. It would never be possible to buy more than one million kilograms of dragon marrow, and its value is immeasurable.
Amid the angry shouts and curses of many people, the person in charge of the auction house beat his chest and almost choked to death.
When everyone in the hall had dispersed and it was deserted, Ye Fan paid the divine source in the VIP room and put the bottle of purple dragon marrow into his arms.
"It's a pleasure to work with you. I will come to support you often in the future."
"Don't you feel guilty? That's not an ordinary dragon marrow. Your 1.3 million kilograms of dragon marrow was pressed to the floor?" The person in charge of the auction house was furious.
"How about we have a happy cooperation? I raised the first few treasures to such high prices for you, and you didn't lose at all. The last one can be regarded as my reward."
"We are honest and honest, and we will never look for excuses. That will ruin our reputation." The person in charge of the auction house was indignant.
"Isn't it just a bottle? It's not a tripod."
"Do you know what dragon marrow that is? It's something dug out of the ancestral root of the purple dragon. Do you know how many people died for these twelve drops of divine liquid? It was a dangerous place, guarded by terrible creatures.
, the masters suffered heavy casualties!”
Ye Fan's heart moved and he said: "Where was it dug out? There are ancient creatures guarding the underground dragon veins? Maybe we can cooperate and let's talk about it."
"Say what you say, nothing happens without you, leave quickly, I don't want to see you again!"
"Don't get angry, old man. It doesn't cost anything to tell you. I'm very knowledgeable about the geography of mountains and rivers. I might be able to help you a lot when the time comes."
"You hurry up and leave!"
In the end, Ye Fan was kicked out by a group of old guys. Several old auctioneers glared at him and listed him as the most unwelcome guest.
"Old man, you will invite me in the future. I am the only one in the world who can help the big forces behind you." Ye Fan said.
"Go, go, go, don't let us see you again."
"Princess Yueling of the Jiuli Dynasty has gone to invite an expert. You little liar, please leave immediately!"
Ye Fan was surprised. Princess Yueling of the Jiuli Dynasty was the second most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou. She was stunningly beautiful and extremely famous. Almost everyone in the younger generation knew about her.
"I wonder which experts she will invite?" He touched his nose. It was the first time he was driven out in such an embarrassing manner, and he turned around and left.
Soon after, Ye Fan left Xiba City, preparing to find a place to retreat to survive the tribulation.
"The damn Yin-Yang Sect, if you dare to appear in front of me again, I will go to your lair to undergo catastrophe and blow up all your ancestral graves!"
Ye Fan stayed away from Xiba City and walked towards a mountain range. He wanted to choose an uninhabited area to sit in.
"You're finally here, we've been waiting for you for a long time." came a nonchalant voice that had everything under control.
"Did you send us the Purple Dragon Marrow?" Another person scoffed and laughed.
Seven figures appeared around him, it was Jin Chixiao and his group, appearing in all directions, surrounding him from a distance.
"I think it was you who brought the Biluo Bell to me. I have never forgotten that Bell King. You are very enthusiastic." Ye Fan said.
Jin Chixiao smiled, slowly shook his finger and said, "You don't have much chance."
Silently, an old man appeared in each direction, blocking the sky and trapping Ye Fan in the center.
"It's a pity that you only bid for a bottle of dragon marrow. If you also bid for the Gemini Kings' Notes, it would be two amazing gifts."
"As a human being, we must be satisfied. The dragon marrow that was auctioned at the finale is a priceless artifact. We should be content."