As expected of a big store, this was the first time I took action, and I directly used such a long sword that was not simple.
It was obviously a long sword with a high level of magic weapon, and the long sword obviously had special blessings, otherwise there would not be a black lion head phantom appearing.
"Haha, dear guests, this sword is called the Sword of the Black Flame Lion. It is a top-grade ancient treasure. The sword's body contains the spiritual core essence of a black flame lion."
The old man smiled slightly and said, "I believe everyone is familiar with the Black Flame Crystal Mountain Range next to our Black Flame City, right?"
Everyone was silent.
Can you not be familiar with it?
Isn't that Black Flame Crystal Mountain a precious piece of territory forcibly occupied by your seven major sects?
That is a natural mine!
The black flame crystal produced there can be said to be the "ore" in the world of immortality.
The old man turned a deaf ear to the depressed discussion of the guests in the audience, and continued to explain with a smile: "Yes, the Black Flame Lion is a precious spiritual beast born and raised in the Black Flame Crystal Mountains. It is born to feed on Black Flame Crystals. This Black Flame Lion
The lion cultivated in the Bigu Realm before it was alive, just because it dared to covet a black flame crystal production point occupied by our Green Sword Sect, and was also prepared to devour all the black flame crystals in that production point, so our Green Sword Sect
The elders had to go out and kill it. After taking out its spiritual core, they blessed the long sword, making the sword possess the power of the Black Flame Lion and be able to use the Black Flame Lion.
If you are good at using long swords, don’t miss it easily. If you miss this village, you won’t have this shop!”
The old man named "Bi Xing" smiled slightly, his smile was as shrewd as that of a businessman, and he looked like he deserved a beating.
"The price of this sword is at least five thousand jade stones!"
Listening to the old man's not-so-cheap price, everyone in the auction house became slightly quiet.
Xi Zhong only felt stunned.
Five thousand jade spirit stones!
It is a hundred times more than what I have now!
I only have fifty jade spirit stones on me!
As for Wu Mei and Su Nian, their pretty faces were indifferent, obviously they had seen the wind and rain of Bai Fumei.
To Xi Zhong, the Black Flame Lion Sword was extremely valuable, but to others present, it was not an unaffordable item.
Especially those female monks from the Tianming Sword Sect, almost all of them were excited and were whispering at this moment.
Xi Zhong only found it interesting when he saw it.
Didn't it mean that the leader of the Mingjian Sect and the leader of the Green Sword Sect had some past events that had to be told that day?
It doesn't look like a bad thing.
At least the female monks of the Ming Sword Sect appeared here that day, which shows that what happened to the Green Sword Sect and the Tianming Sword Sect was not a bad thing.
After a while, as expected, the female monk from the Mingjian Sect raised the price first, "Five thousand five hundred jade spirit stones!"
However, there was a lonely female monk next to her who was hiding her face and raised her hand, "Six thousand jade spiritual stones!"
Then some monks who were already excited made bids.
"Six thousand four hundred jade spirit stones!"
"Seven thousand jade spirit stones!"
"Seven thousand three hundred jade spirit stones!"
"..."
Listening to the bidding of everyone present, Xi Zhong couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
In a short period of time, the original price has almost doubled.
When she went out, Sister Ren only gave herself fifty jade spirit stones, but now they have just auctioned the first thing, and the price has gone straight to the sky.
Could it be that these people are all good at using cheap... no, swords?
Seeing Xi Zhong's wry smile, Wu Mei on the side explained softly: "Those auction people actually don't care about the long sword at all, but the spiritual core of the Black Flame Lion. After all, the spiritual core of the Black Flame Lion
It is an extremely rare alchemy material. In fact, the Green Sword Sect looks like it is selling swords, but it is basically just buying the spiritual core of the Black Flame Lion."
"Isn't the spiritual core of the Black Flame Lion blessed into the long sword? Can it still be taken out?" Xi Zhong was stunned.
Su Nian interrupted again at this time, "Of course it can be taken out. It is 'blessing', not 'fusion'. A simple explanation is that 'blessing' is just binding the spiritual core to the sword body,"
Fusion' is to integrate the entire spiritual core of the Black Flame Lion into the long sword, so that the long sword truly possesses the natural magical power of the Black Flame Lion."
Wu Mei couldn't help but glare at Su Nian.
I want you, the bastard, to explain.
But Su Nian chuckled, feeling very happy to be able to make Wu Mei angry.
Xi Zhong suddenly realized this.
It turns out there are so many doorways here?
The last sword of the Black Flame Lion was snapped up by an old man in Chinese clothes for the price of 11,000 jade stones.
He spent 11,000 jade stones to buy an ancient treasure. The old man looked calm and motionless. He was obviously a tycoon-level monk.
However, the Tianming Sword Sect, which had no connection with the Black Flame Lion Sword, was not too disappointed.
Xi Zhong looked at the female monks of the Tianming Sword Sect, and he suddenly suspected something.
Could it be possible that...these female monks of the Tianming Sword Sect are all stooges invited by the Green Sword Sect?
It really might be!
After all, every time after the old man in Chinese clothes raised a price, when no one followed, it was the female monk from the Mingjian Sect who suddenly gritted her teeth and followed up that day.
This acting is good enough.
"Ouch!"
But at this moment, Xi Zhong suddenly let out a soft cry and felt the soft flesh of his waist being pinched.
Turning around, he found that it was Wu Mei who was fuming.
"With your sister Wu by your side, how dare you look at other women!?"
Su Nianqiao's face on the side was full of gloating.
Xi Zhong was about to cry, "What an injustice! This... I just think that the female monks of the Tianming Sword Sect are probably the shills invited by the Green Sword Sect..."
Wu Mei blinked her beautiful eyes, but said confidently: "So what? Then you can't look around!"
Xi Zhong had no choice but to accept his fate, "I won't watch it anymore. I only watch other people's auctions."
Wu Mei hummed.
Su Nian was the only one standing by who was shocked.
She was absolutely sure.
This Wu Mei is either playing a long game to catch a small fish like Xi Zhong.
Or you are really stuck!
She and Wu Mei had been arguing since childhood, but she had never seen Wu Mei show such a coquettish look in front of a man.
If those men who pursue Wu Mei see Wu Mei's coquettish look, I'm afraid their Taoist hearts will be broken directly, right?
After all, the goddess they dreamed of was taken away by such a boy.
But Su Nian narrowed her eyes at this moment.
What's so good about Xi Zhong?
I really don't understand.
Su Nian was simply shocked that his childhood rival was captured by him just like that.
At the same time, Su Nian also began to have an extremely bold idea in his heart.
Now it seems that Xi Zhong is not close to Wu Mei, but he is not indifferent either. It seems that he really has the attitude of a younger brother towards his elder sister.
Does that mean that I still have a chance?
Of course, Su Nian didn't like Xi Zhong, but felt that if the young man Wu Mei couldn't win over was charmed by him, would that mean that he had defeated Wu Mei again!?
This thought just flashed through Su Nian's mind.
Then Su Nian's pretty face returned to calm.
She doesn't know if that fleeting thought left a seed in her heart.
After the old man successfully sold the Black Flame Lion Sword, the smile on his face became even deeper, and the atmosphere in the auction room began to be aroused.
The atmosphere of the auction house is the kind of atmosphere where you bid and I must match the price.
Then the old auctioneer took out several very good items for auction.
It can be seen that this old auctioneer is extremely experienced in auction matters, so almost all of those items are sold smoothly and make a lot of money.
And Xi Zhong, who had been paying attention to the Tianming Sword Sect, also discovered that the female monks of the Ming Sword Sect had been bidding from beginning to end for so long, but they only bid for one item, and at the same time, that item still had the lowest price.
, the least popular.
Now Xi Zhong was absolutely sure.
The female monks of the Ming Sword Sect that day were definitely shills.
"There's nothing good about it." Wu Mei muttered suddenly.
A rare recognition from Su Nian.
They are all people with profound backgrounds and have seen many precious things before, so those things before are really nothing to these two Bai Fumei.
But for Xi Zhong, Xi Zhong wants to put it in his arms every time, but the prerequisite is that he doesn't want the jade spirit stone.
The more the merrier, if you think it is a shabby thing, Xi Zhong will like it.
After all, he comes from a poor family and can only survive by picking up "garbage".
"Just wait a little longer, there should be something good." Xi Zhong comforted the two women with a smile.
Wu Mei nodded slightly, and then glanced at the generous palm that was placed on the back of her hand from beginning to end. She hoped that this boring auction could last longer.
"Haha, this next thing is a bit special. Please keep your spirits up and keep your eyes open to see the treasure!"
On the auction stage, the old auctioneer finally carefully took out a jade box from his storage ring.
Then the old auctioneer slowly opened the jade box, revealing a rusty iron ball inside the jade box.
There are no lines on the surface of the iron ball, nor any spiritual energy fluctuations. It really looks like just a rusty iron ball.
However, when the old auctioneer picked up the little iron ball, he was particularly cautious, as if he was afraid of breaking it.
"Hey, old man Bi, stop pretending. What is that iron ball? Do you need to be so careful?"
At this time, a monk in Chinese clothes who looked like he often hung out here suddenly sneered.
The old auctioneer laughed and was not angry. He just said: "Brother Zhou, don't be anxious, I'm afraid you will fight for your head later!"