"'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda', the starting price is one hundred and fifty yuan for low-grade amethyst, and each increase in price must not be less than five yuan. Seniors, please bid." Jin Abacus's voice was full of respect and obedience.
In the history of the Hundreds of Thousands of Yuanhui in the Great World, the cultivators have become accustomed to the superiority of the Hongmeng Great Masters. This feeling is like that between the monks and the saints in the ancient world, the gap is too big.
"Two hundred amethysts."
The old voice sounded, it was Zhuge Wentian, the leader of the Chiyang Sect, the True Lord of Chiyang, who was previously known as the "Old Ghost Zhuge".
"Want to buy the Qiankun Golden Pagoda with this little money? Two hundred and fifty yuan of amethyst."
Under Xu Junming's Dayan mirror, an old woman with a childlike face and black hair, holding a dove staff, wearing a brown robe, appeared in front of her, with a strong mysterious charm and cold eyes.
It reminded him of another Hongmeng-level existence in Chiyang Province.
Xuanyin Lingpo located in Linggui Cave in Xuanyin Mountain.
In the memory of the old fox bustard, this person was at odds with True Lord Chiyang, and they fought many times for the fate of Chiyang State.
It's just that the cultivation levels of both sides are so different that neither can do anything to the other.
"Three hundred pieces of amethyst."
"Three hundred and fifty pieces of amethyst."
"Four hundred pieces of amethyst."
"Four hundred and fifty pieces of amethyst."
"Old witch Xuanyin, do you insist on fighting with me?"
"Haha, I have been comprehending the magic of Taiyin over the years and have made no progress for a long time. I just happened to use the pure yang Taoist charm of this 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda' to help my pure yin. The harmony of yin and yang is the long-lasting way."
"Huh, if you say this, do you believe it?"
"Believe it or not."
Zhuge Wenqian's face turned blue. Of course he knew why the old witch insisted on fighting with him. She was simply afraid that if he got this spiritual treasure, his strength would be greatly increased after repairing it, and he would drive her out of Chiyang Province.
Therefore, even if this treasure is contrary to her path, he cannot buy it.
Unfortunately, although this old witch is a casual cultivator, she is good at alchemy and has accumulated a large amount of amethyst in her hands over the years. Although she has the Chiyang Sect to rely on, she can't take much advantage compared to it.
"Four hundred and sixty pieces of amethyst."
A crisp voice interrupted.
The person who spoke was a woman wearing purple palace attire, with a graceful and luxurious aura. The aura on her body was clearly that of Lord Hongmeng.
"Hahaha, old thief Zhuge, you have forgotten that the one who wants this 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda' is not you."
Zhuge Wentian looked solemn. Of course he knew that he was not the only one who was interested in the ‘Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda’, especially the person who was currently competing for it was from the Twelve Supreme Sects.
Take a slight breath.
"Five hundred pieces of amethyst."
Regardless of whether he can get it or not, he will fight for it.
"Five hundred and twenty pieces of amethyst."
Another unfamiliar voice interrupted.
Everyone is here for the ‘Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda’, and no one is willing to give up.
Under the fierce competition, the price of the ‘Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda’ quickly exceeded 600 pieces of amethyst.
This is already far more than the price of one, one Hongmeng-restricted low-grade Hongmeng Lingbao. If we add more, it is not impossible to buy one two-restricted low-grade Hongmeng Lingbao.
However, after the price exceeded 600 amethyst, the competition slowed down.
Even though the 'World's Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda' was once used as a basic bonus for the middle-grade Hongmeng Lingbao, it is just a residual product after all.
If the price is too high, you will suffer a huge loss.
After all, subsequent repairs will cost a lot of money.
"Six hundred and fifty pieces of amethyst." Zhuge Wentian said slowly.
Originally, his psychological price was 600 amethysts, but the current situation far exceeded his expectation.
"Six hundred and sixty pieces of amethyst."
The crisp voice sounded again, without any hesitation in his tone.
The pressure came to Zhuge Wentian again.
"Haha, old thief Zhuge, I think you should give your things to fellow Taoist Ziguang. Compared with Taixuan Sect, which is one of the twelve sects, your background in Chiyang Sect is too weak." Xuanyin Lingpo said with a smile.
Mrs. Ziguang, who was wearing purple palace attire, smelled luxurious, and was beautiful and fragrant, frowned slightly.
She is not a fool. What she said just now about asking Zhuge Wentian not to come to Taiwan will only make the latter raise the price, which will be harmful to her.
"Friend Xuan**, I have a fair competition with fellow Taoist Zhuge and have no personal grudges. Our Taixuan Sect and Chiyang Sect both belong to the authentic sect of the Great Dao, and there is no distinction between them. If you conspire to stir up personal grudges between the two sects, I, the Taixuan Sect, must find
You want an explanation."
The words he said with a gun and a stick made Xuanyin Lingpo look gloomy.
However, although she was dissatisfied, she did not dare to turn her back.
Taixuan Sect is not the Chiyang Sect. As the Twelve Supreme Sect, there are five strong men in the Hongmeng Supreme Realm in the sect.
In particular, Mrs. Ziguang's husband, Ji Mingcheng, the leader of the Taixuan Sect, True Lord Xuanyuan, has already achieved the perfection of Hongmeng Master, which exceeds the One Thousand Yuan Society. He is one of the most promising beings in the vast world to become a great master.
Strong strength and unlimited potential.
Xuanyin Lingpo didn't dare to offend.
"Fellow Taoist Ziguang misunderstood. I was just discussing the matter and did not mean to instigate."
"It's best this way." The topic changed, "Fellow Taoist Zhuge, the one in my family is determined to get this 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda', so please give me some concessions this time. In the future, my husband and I, and even Taixuanzong, will win."
We all accept this favor from fellow Taoist fellow Taoist."
Hearing this, Zhuge Wentian hesitated.
Xuantian, Ziguang and his wife are famous in the entire wild world, and being able to owe them a favor will undoubtedly be of great benefit to the development of themselves and the Chiyang Sect.
But if he just gave up on the 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda', he would be reluctant to do so. After all, he had already collected the Qiankun Wuji real gold and Yuanyang exquisite jade. As long as he found a suitable refiner to repair the 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda'
'Not impossible.
It's just that there are too many variables in the middle, and the current price of 660 pieces of amethyst has exceeded his bottom line.
If the price is increased, his wealth will be wiped out.
Just when he was hesitant.
"Fellow Taoist Zhuge, thank you very much. My husband and I will definitely remember your kindness this time." Mrs. Ziguang's tone was sincere.
Zhuge Wentian was shocked in his heart, "That's all, this thing is still not destined for me after all."
"I heard that the Xian couple have a wide circle of friends. Could you please introduce me to a refiner who can refine the Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure?"
If you can't get the treasure, you can only find a way with your own materials.
Madam Ziguang was overjoyed, "My husband and I are acquainted with the Taoist Taoist priests of the Weapon Refining Sect, and we can introduce them to them when the time comes."
Zhuge Wentian was overjoyed when he heard this. Although the Weapon Refining Sect was not as good as the Twelve Sects, its foundation was much stronger than that of the Chiyang Sect. Its sect leader, the Great Master of Divine Craftsmanship, was rare in the vast world and could refine it.
The weapon refining master of Hongmeng Lingbao.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."
"Fellow Taoist Zhuge, you don't have to be polite. It's just mutual benefit between you and me."
Xuanyin Lingpo saw the exchange between the two in her eyes, and although she was unwilling to do so, she did not dare to stop Madam Ziguang from taking the 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda'.
As for other casual cultivators, they will not touch Madam Ziguang's troubles at this time.
"Fellow Taoist, you can announce the results now."
Jin Abacus nodded. The big bosses had already discussed it, so naturally he would have no objection. But before he dropped the hammer, he had to ask his ancestor.
After getting a positive answer, I was about to speak.
"Six hundred and seventy amethysts!"
Although the clear voice was not loud, it was like silent thunder, instantly shaking the entire auction house.
‘Shua’!
For a moment, everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
In particular, the Hongmeng Masters are even more curious about who is the person who dares not to give face to Taixuan Zong, Xuantian Ziguang and his wife?
Facing everyone's gaze, Xu Junming looked at ease.
But next to him, Zhao Mingcheng, who had never been paid attention to by so many big guys, was suddenly covered in cold sweat and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"Who is this person?"
Such questions appear in the consciousness of every monk.
"Haha, this is really a turn of events." Xuanyin Lingpo laughed without any scruples.
Mrs. Ziguang frowned. She never expected that at this most critical moment, Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway.
Look at that person, he has a purple robe, gold rings to tie his hair, and a green gourd hanging around his waist. He looks ordinary. What's strange is that you can't see through this person's cultivation?
He snorted coldly, and his powerful aura was like an angry wave, pressing straight towards the opponent.
But her aura disappeared directly like a mud cow entering the sea after getting within three feet of the other party.
Those who can compete with the momentum of Hongmeng Supreme Lord must also be Hongmeng people.
"Don't know your friend's name?"
"The name is not important. If my fellow Taoist does not increase the price, this 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda' will be mine." Xu Junming said calmly.
"Six hundred and eighty purple crystals."
"Six hundred and ninety purple crystals." Xu Junming did not hesitate.
"Seven hundred amethysts."
"Seven hundred and ten amethysts."
Xu Junming increased the price slowly, each time adding ten more amethysts than the other party. In a moment, the auction price already exceeded 800.
But from beginning to end, Xu Junming's expression never changed, which made Mrs. Ziguang feel even more unsure.
Moreover, although the couple has a lot of amethysts in their pockets, they are not unlimited.
"Eight hundred and twenty amethysts." Mrs. Ziguang gritted her teeth and said.
"Eight hundred and thirty amethyst."
This price has far exceeded her psychological price.
"Fellow Taoist, this 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda' is very important to my wife and I hope...!"
He interrupted her directly.
"I'm very sorry, this 'Qiankun Wuji Yuanyang Golden Pagoda' is also important to Pindao, so I can't let it go."
The unceremonious words made many people change their expressions, but it also aroused the curiosity of more people.
In the great world of Manghuang, there are many monks who dare not give honor to Xuantian Ziguang and his wife, as well as Taixuan Sect, but they are definitely not many.
Among them, they had neither heard nor seen Xu Junming.
Mrs. Ziguang's face turned cold. No one dared to talk to her like this after spending thousands of dollars.
A powerful mana burst out from the treasure chest.
Strong pressure enveloped the entire auction house, and the invisible anger made the cultivators breathless.
Soon, an old voice sounded.
"Friend Ziguang, this is my treasure auction house!"
Jubao Sect is also the twelfth sect, and its strength is not much inferior to Taixuan Sect.
Madam Ziguang took a deep breath, slowly loosened her clenched palms, and the surging and tyrannical magic power gradually converged.
The fat Lord Xuanmiao, who was wearing a white robe, also breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't want to conflict with Taixuanzong unless he had to.