As expected, Mo Han only bid once, but this time Yin Tianyou did not cause trouble again. It seemed that he had believed what Mo Han said, and the price of 260,000 yuan was already a huge fortune for ordinary practitioners. An auction like this
This flying spiritual weapon was not very outstanding and was not very useful. So as Yi Yongan's voice fell, the flying spiritual weapon named wind was put into Mo Han's pocket.
A total of fifteen items were auctioned in this auction. As time went by, each auction item obtained a price that satisfied Yi Yongan. The high price of two million for the Spiritual Pill was an unexpected surprise.
"Okay, fellow Taoists, this auction was supposed to come to an end with the completion of the fifteen auction items, but just now a friend of our Pavilion Master was in urgent need of Yuan Stone and asked the Pavilion Master to add one more
An auction item." Yi Yongan waved slightly, and the etiquette standing behind him handed the tray in his hand to Yi Yongan.
When the red silk covering it was lifted, an egg-sized clod of soil appeared in front of people's eyes. The clod looked very inconspicuous, just like a child who picked it up and played with it but disliked the clod thrown aside.
"Let me state in advance that I, Jubao Pavilion, have no way of confirming what this item is, but it is extremely hard. No matter what kind of weapons we use, we cannot leave scratches on it. At the same time, we cannot identify what material it is made of.
All Taoist friends must be careful during the auction. Once the auction is successful, it cannot be returned or exchanged, and you will be responsible for the profits and losses. That’s all. The starting price is 200,000 high-grade Yuan Stone!"
The practitioners in the lobby on the first floor and the practitioners in the VIP room all looked at Yi Yongan standing on the stage with puzzled expressions. Jubao Pavilion has always had a good reputation in the Dead Leaf Continent, and it has never been unfaithful.
A treasure they couldn't identify. Not only were they unable to identify this inconspicuous piece of soil, they didn't even know its material. However, the starting price was 200,000 high-grade Yuan stones, which was far higher than ordinary top-grade treasures.
"Oh, by the way, fellow Taoists can observe this item as much as they want with their spiritual consciousness. If any fellow Taoist can decipher its secret, then I will report that I am willing to pay ten times the auction fee to buy this treasure back.
"Yi Yongan's light voice sounded on the stage.
The cultivators in the auction hall gasped at the same time and bought it back at ten times the auction price. You must know that the starting price is 200,000 high-grade yuan stones, and the price ten times is two million high-grade yuan stones. What is this item?
thing.
Mo Han stood in the VIP room, looking down at the mysterious clod of soil in the tray in Yi Yongan's hand, with a puzzled look on his face. He could not tell what material it was made of, nor what its use was. However, Mo Han did not release it.
He used his spiritual sense to observe. After all, he still knew very clearly how much he weighed. The Jubao Pavilion stood tall on the Dead Leaf Continent and had an excellent reputation. If they couldn't even see it, it would be useless for him to see it. It would be easy.
If your secret is exposed, why bother looking at it again.
However, although Mo Han did not use his spiritual sense to check it, he had been comparing it with the stones in his memory. After all, he had deep feelings about similar things. The Linglong Tower was once such an inconspicuous thing. The inheritance altar was opened in the Demonless Valley.
token of
It was such a large and clumsy clod of earth. This had to make Mo Han cautious, and it also had to arouse Mo Han's curiosity. Even after observing it for a long time and unable to tell what material it was made of or what its purpose was, Mo Han couldn't help but wonder.
Han is ready to auction it off.
Because once such a thing is truly a treasure, it will shine in the world like the Linglong Tower. Even if it is not a treasure, two hundred thousand high-grade Yuan Stones are not worth mentioning to Mo Han who now has a top-grade spiritual vein. Anyway, just one sentence
, I would rather take the wrong shot than let it go.
"No matter what the cost, be sure to auction it off. It will be extremely useful to you in the future and may even last you a lifetime." In the sea of consciousness, Old Man Dugu's voice sounded in Mo Han's mind.
Mo Han nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
No one can see what this seemingly ordinary piece of soil is, and no one can see what it does. It seems that just like Yi Yongan said, this piece of soil has nothing but hardness.
purpose.
"Mr. Yi, do you really not know what this is?" In the VIP room of Tianzi No. 6, Yin Tianyou looked at the unknown piece of soil, and his heart was very entangled. He had a feeling that this unknown piece of soil
The clod of earth may really be an amazing treasure, but it's really expensive.
Yin Tianyou really wanted to auction it off, but in this auction, he had already spent two million high-grade Yuan Stones to obtain the Spiritual Transformation Pill. Later, he auctioned off a few more scattered items, which had already left the royal family.
The budget is too big, so he is very confused now.
Yi Yongan didn't even need to raise his head to know that it was Yin Tianyou, the third prince of Xuanye Kingdom, who was asking questions. In the previous auction, Yin Tianyou threatened him, which made him very dissatisfied, but considering the situation of Xuanye Kingdom, he tolerated it
Come down.
Now Yin Tianyou seemed to be asking politely, but he obviously didn't believe what he just said, so Yi Yongan frowned and felt very unhappy.
Yi Yongan himself is an intermediate five-level weapon refiner. He has worked in Jubao Pavilion for fifty years and has presided over countless auctions, large and small. This is the last auction he presided over in Jubao Pavilion. After presiding over this
At the auction, the time agreed between him and the master of the Jubao Pavilion had expired.
Yi Yongan does not belong to the Dead Leaf Continent. He comes from the Cambrian Continent, which is a higher level. During a search for weapon refining materials, he accidentally fell into a space crack. After exhausting his efforts, he was seriously injured and came to the Dead Leaf Continent. He was killed
Rescued by the master of Jubao Pavilion.
"If you don't believe it, just don't buy it." Yi Yongan said coldly to Yin Tianyou.
In fact, this piece of soil was the auction item that Yi Yongan took out by himself. It was something he got from searching for materials in the Cambrian Continent. It was for this thing that he fell into the space crack. Fifty years ago in the Dead Leaf Continent
Over the years, he has been researching all the time, but there has been no progress or results. Even this piece of soil has become his inner demon, so before leaving the Jubao Pavilion, he planned to sell it.
No worries.
"Two hundred and ten thousand!" Mo Han's voice suddenly came from the VIP room of Tianzi No. 1, awakening everyone who was still deep in thought, and also awakened Yi Yong'an in his memories.
As the ace host of Jubao Pavilion, Yi Yongan naturally knows the characters in every VIP pavilion. He is aware of Mo Han's illustrious reputation in the Dead Leaf Continent, and he also knows that Mo Han is a miracle, a miracle.
People who generally should not exist in this world.
When he heard that the first bidder was Mo Han, Yi Yongan's heart trembled, and he overflowed with joy: "Does little friend Mo Han know the origin of this item?"