Chapter 49 (1/2)
At this time, the fourth item of auction had already been taken out by Yang Ge Lao. It was still a spiritual instrument. It was an exquisite tower with colorful lights, and the colorful Shenxia around it was moving like a dragon.
”Colorful Linglong tower, the bottom price is 80000.”
The influence of the colorful Linglong pagoda seems to be greater than the previous three spirit weapons. Once it is taken out, the atmosphere in the sky Pavilion is instantly hot. What is important is that the cultivation family has participated in the war.
”One hundred thousand.”
”150000.”
”200000.”
The auction became very lively when the family of cultivation participated in the war.
In particular, the hostile aristocratic families finally found the reason for the confrontation, and the howls resounded through the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion.
In addition to the competition, there is a strong smell of gunpowder in the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion, and the cold light is everywhere. If it had not been for the prohibition of fighting here, I'm afraid these gate sects would have jumped out of their mother's way to fight.
This land, the cultivation of aristocratic families emerge in endlessly, all kinds of gratitude and resentment has a long history.
At this time, the auction of the netherworld black market gathered them here and provided them with a good platform. Although they could not fight bloody battles, at least they could fight with each other in terms of price, but only if you had money.
”Three hundred thousand.” Below, an old man with grey hair bit his teeth and finally called out the price.
”Why, do you want to be killed?” From the elegant room above, there was a faint smile. Listening carefully, it was the voice coming from the elegant room of bloodthirsty hall. The words were very threatening and intimidating. In an instant, the old grey haired Taoist priest shivered.
”No, I don't want it.” The old man with grey hair gave up in a hurry, for fear that he might offend the bloodthirsty hall and lead to a fatal disaster for his family.
”You're a good judge.”
The auction continues, and the next few items are all spiritual objects.
After a round of auctions, the climax was repeated, and one piece of terrifying spirit weapon was taken out, which made people roar.
Soon, a black iron bar was sent to the high platform.
”Iron bar, the reserve price is 10000. Let's start shooting.” Yang Ge old seems to be tired, yawn, said is very casual.
Yeah?
As soon as the iron bar was taken out, ye Chen in the corner suddenly opened and closed his eyes, because the real fire trembled.
Baby!
Ye Chen's eyes become bright.
Thinking in his mind, he could not help but take a look at the iron bar. To be more precise, it was an iron bar. It was black, rusty, uneven, and damaged in several places. How to look at it, he could not see anything strange.
Like Ye Chen, the friars below stare at the iron bar one by one.
”What is this?” Someone looks at Yang Ge Lao suspiciously.
”Did you? Iron bars. ” Yang Ge Lao glanced at the man, ”of course, you can also regard it as a firecracker.”
Smell speech, not only that person, all people, the corners of the mouth can not help twitching, you this is too casual!
The old Yangge said so casually that the monks below all curled their lips.
”If you don't pay attention to it, it's not a baby!”
”It's ugly.”
”If you have money, you don't buy it.”
”No one wants it?” Glancing at the bottom, see no one to answer, Yang Ge old will take that iron bar.
”Wait a minute.” At this time, a voice came from the corner, ”I want this iron bar.”
Eh?
A sudden sentence, let the whole audience have a sidelong look.
It is Ye Chen who speaks naturally. It is rare for him to encounter a trembling treasure of real fire. He will never let go of it.
”Master, ten thousand spirit stone, I'll take it.”
”You are sick! Ten thousand spirit stone to buy a broken iron bar One side of the bear two can not help but scold.
”Cheap!”
”Shit.”
The conversation between the two immediately made a lot of laughter, and the old folks were all amused by Ye Chen and Xiong er.
”If no one increases the price, the iron bar will belong to this little friend ...。”
”Wait a minute.” Yang Ge old words did not fall, was interrupted by a voice, ”ten thousand one, this iron bar, I Zhengyang Zong received.”
Eh?
The whole audience was filled with light voices, and they all looked to the source of the voice. The one who asked for the price was Wu Changqing, the elder of Zhengyang sect. His posture was high above the ground. The meaning between the lines seemed to have made it clear that the iron bar was in his sleeve.
In the corner, ye Chen's eyes have been slightly narrowed up, and once again increased the price, ”I'll give you 12000.”
Smell speech, below is a burst of light Yi.
”Who is this baby?”
”Dare to rob with zhengyangzong, and rob or a black iron bar.”
”80% of the brain is in the water.”
In the noise, Wu Changqing's long smile, ”boy, do you know who you are robbing?”