Soon thirty minutes passed, the auctioneer returned to the front of the stage, did not talk nonsense and directly lifted the silk, five grinding grasses lying quietly in the disc, at first glance they were no different from ordinary weeds, but if you use soul power to observe, you will find that you have the breath of cutting the soul, and those whose soul power is not strong enough will be cut and damaged by the breath contained in the grinding grass. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Now start the auction of five grinding grasses, the reserve price is 3 million lower grade spirit yuan, and each price increase shall not be less than 100,000 spirit yuan, and the bidding will begin. 〞

Lin Wushuang secretly said in his heart: "Start with three million?" But also, although the reserve price is low, I believe that it will soon break through the original value. 〞

Sure enough, the auction price rose rapidly as Lin Wushuang predicted.

"Three million four thousand!"

"Three million million!"

Lin Wushuang is not in a hurry to shout the price, there is no need to follow the heat, and finally just bid, but he found a wonderful thing, among the martial artists who bid, there are also some martial artists who have not comprehended the artistic conception.

On the fourth day, seeing that the shouting outside was so intense, and Lin Wushuang looked like an old god was there, he couldn't help but glance at it again, such a calm state of mind really didn't look like a young man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with strong fighting ability, strong survival ability, and extremely calm mentality, it is not an exaggeration to call such a genius a demon.

Xiao Qingyu saw that the shouting price was so fierce that it was four and a half million, and secretly thought that maybe it was time to make a move, and shouted loudly to see if it could scare off other bidders, so he said: "Six million lower grade spirit yuan!" An increase of one and a half million spirit yuan in one breath.

"There are VIPs who have shouted out six million, is there anyone else who wants to increase?" the auctioneer was also excited.

"Hmph! Lao Tzu gave 7.5 million!"

Xiao Qingyu's six million was obviously not enough to scare off other bidders, and someone followed suit.

On the fourth day, he asked Lin Wushuang curiously, and said, "Aren't you going to make a move?"

Lin Wushuang took a sip of tea and replied, "Don't worry, there's no need to dance with the chicken. 〞

It turned out that Lin Wushuang was right, the price of the five Moyi grasses was far higher than the reserve price of three million, and it soared all the way to eight million.

"Nine and a half million!" The deep voice wafted throughout the auction hall, and everyone felt a breath of breath that oppressed everyone's hearts.

Lin Wushuang is a relatively unaffected existence for everyone, after all, he has a mid-level sword intent in the Soldier Realm, but his face still changed slightly, and he said softly: "What a terrifying artistic conception, at least it has reached the existence of the low-level artistic intent of the General Realm. 〞

"All at once it's 9.5 million... It should be that Divine Fist Sect senior. Xiao whispered, and his face was quite solemn.

On the fourth day, he silently felt this artistic conception, and said, "It should be the peak realm powerhouse of the Spirit Sect, known as the Divine Fist Sect, but you can rest assured that he is in the realm, this senior acts above board, and it is impossible to do anything to kill people and seize treasures." 〞

Asking Tianlou is not always asking Tiange, it is a place in the Holy Demon Continent that specializes in collecting intelligence, if Wentiange is called second, absolutely no other force dares to call it first, so as a branch, Wentianlou naturally also has a considerable intelligence network.

"I said old ghost, in fact, if you are ruthless, then these five grinding grasses are yours. In one of the VIP rooms, an emaciated middle-aged man spoke, and next to him was a burly middle-aged man.

"You should understand that that's not my way, bidding is a matter of ability. 〞

The one who replied was the Divine Fist Sect, and next to him was the Divine Fist Sect's best friend Sickle Sect.

"Hmph, whatever you want, don't miss out on those five grinding grasses when the time comes. The Scythe Sect replied helplessly.

"Eleven million!" The Divine Fist Sect knew that his friend was just for his good, and he didn't quarrel with him, so he shouted another price.

Xiao Qingyu thought that the price of grinding grass might be amazing, but he didn't expect it to be so high, and the serious injury that had not healed made his mood a little unstable, and he began to breathe rapidly, and gritted his teeth and said, "Twelve million!"

Hearing this price, the Divine Fist Sect was slightly surprised, and said, "Listening to this voice, it should be Xiao Qingyu of the Flying Hell Gate. 〞

Immediately, the Divine Fist Sect quoted "13 million spirit yuan!" again, raising the price by 1 million.

Xiao Qingyu was furious, coughed lightly, and snorted coldly: "Fifteen million!" and raised the price by two million.

The auctioneer was very happy, and in the auctions of his lifetime, there were few such high prices, and such a nervous excitement could not help but make his face flush and be very excited.

The Divine Fist Sect smiled slightly, and said secretly: "If you want to compare your wealth with a top-level sect martial artist like me, unless someone from the Flying Immortal Sect comes to help today, you alone can't compare to me." 〞

Then he shouted "Eighteen million!"

"20 million spirit dollars!"

As soon as Xiao Qingyu heard this price, he stood up, clenched his fists, and shouted out 20 million, which was already the value of all his belongings combined.

"30 million spirit yuan!"

Hearing the other party shouting out the price of 10 million in a hurry, Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but have a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and sat down dejectedly, he knew that Moyi Cao had no chance with him.

On the fourth day, he couldn't imagine that five grinding herbs could be as high as 30 million spirit yuan, which really made him dare not imagine, but when he turned his head and thought about it, it seemed that the higher the price, the better, so that the probability of Lin Wushuang wanting to auction it would be lower, maybe now he couldn't afford the price of 30 million, and he could just borrow his spirit yuan to sell his favors, so that he would be embarrassed to refuse to join Wen Tianlou in the future.

Turning his head to look at Lin Wushuang, he said, "Brother Lin, if you don't have enough spirit yuan, I can lend it to you." 〞

Lin Wushuang just smiled and shook his head, thinking in his heart: "Not to mention the many elixirs and materials on my body, just the 1,000 middle-grade spirit yuan and 100 high-grade spirit yuan that my father gave me before I went out, these are converted into low-grade spirit yuan, which is enough to have 10 billion and 10 million low-grade spirit yuan, and I am equivalent to bringing the wealth of a small sect with me." 〞

Just as Lin Wushuang wanted to shout out the price, the No. 1 VIP room was the first to shout, and the pretty maid raised her hand and said, "Fifty million spirit yuan!"

The Divine Fist Sect and Lin Wushuang frowned, the former thought that he was already in the bag, and the latter thought that there would only be one opponent left, the Divine Fist Sect, but he didn't expect that there would be a person to bid at the last moment, and it was actually the No. 1 VIP room belonging to the Causeway City Lord.

Lin Wushuang secretly said in his heart: "If you compare your wealth, you don't have to worry about the value of up to 10 billion lower grade spirit yuan on your body, but..." 〞

On the other hand, the Divine Fist Sect was also thinking about it, everyone understood that today's auction Causeway City Lord was not here, if he would have been invited to the stage to give a speech at the beginning, then who would be the person in the No. 1 VIP room?

On the fourth day, he faced Lin Wushuang and said, "Although you bid, the one inside may be a person from the city lord's mansion or a guest, and the city lord of Tongluo has a good reputation for being a person and doing things, and he will not be angry because you bid with his family or guests, but it is already 50 million spirit yuan, do you have enough spirit yuan?"

Lin Wushuang smiled, raised his hand and said, "Sixty million spirit yuan!"

In the box, the faces of the people on the fourth day instantly froze, and they all thought in their hearts, is Lin Wushuang crazy...

The Divine Fist Sect was also taken aback by Lin Wushuang's offer, and said with a smile, "What a bold young man. 〞

immediately followed the price and shouted out 70 million spirit yuan.

"The young man's voice was so familiar, as if he had heard it there. Although Mi Tingting was quite puzzled, she immediately asked the pretty maid to raise her hand and call out 80 million spirit yuan.

Everyone in the auction hall was going crazy, no one expected that five grinding grasses could be auctioned for such a high price, although this grass was a rare special spirit grass, but the value of five plants would definitely not exceed eight million, and now it was as high as ten times.

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