The next day, the auction of Jin Ge Trading House had already begun, and Murong Han had already entered the auction under the leadership of Xiao Yue. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The whole venue is a circle, and the auction items are placed right in the middle, and the seats are divided into private rooms, Xiao Yuemei has already arranged a private room for Murong Han.

There is not much cover in the private room, and the people in it are all outlaws, and there is no need for too much cover-up, where Murong Han sat directly.

Time gradually passed, and after a while, the auction was overcrowded, and Murong Han put a cup of spiritual tea in front of him, which can only be enjoyed by people in private rooms, but each private room requires 100,000 gold coins.

This alone is enough for Jinge Commercial Bank to make a fortune.

Listening to Xiao Yuemei, this auction is going to auction fifty things, spiritual weapons, pills, rare materials, and the magic core of the demonic beast, all of which are auctioned, but what Murong Han cares about the most is the heavy sword technique.

There were thousands of people sitting below, all discussing the hot spots of this auction, most of them were in the realm of spirits, and there were also some great masters.

Everything on the stage was laid out, and it was covered with a red cloth, and the red cloth seemed to have the effect of shielding the divine sense, and Murong Han's divine consciousness fell on it and was immediately rebounded back.

Fifty items had been placed, and a gray-haired old man slowly stepped onto the auction table, and the eyes of thousands of people were focused on him.

The old man coughed and glanced around, obviously holding this kind of position often, and was not timid.

"Welcome to Jinge Auction, we uphold the principles of openness, justice and fairness, if someone oppresses people with strength, then don't blame us Jinge Commercial Bank. ”

Everyone did not speak, and looked at the old man quietly, as if they were used to hearing these words.

"Then let's start the auction next, the first auction item, the Yellow Rank Medium Grade Spirit Weapon, the Flowing Cloud Sword!

A thin sword appeared in the old man's hand, and a burst of courage was injected, exuding sharpness, and waves spread out, and the aqua blue light continued to flicker.

"Seven hundred thousand!"

After a breath, another voice sounded: "Eight hundred thousand!"

"Nine hundred thousand!"

Murong Han watched these people compete, this spiritual weapon was like a chicken rib to him, and it had no effect.

Murong Han looked down, the price of this spiritual weapon had soared to one and a half million gold coins, and he finally knew why the spiritual weapon was so precious, it was indeed not something that ordinary people could buy.

"One million six thousand!" the man shouted, and this was the second time he had shouted.

"One million and seven million!" another man chased after him.

"One million and eight million!" the man gritted his teeth, this was already all his property.

The man seemed to give up as well.

"One million eight hundred thousand once............ Three times, since there is no one to bid, this thing will belong to this fellow Daoist!" said the old man.

The man immediately went up, handed over the money to the other party, took the spirit weapon, and left the auction, since the thing had already arrived, he did not stay, and many people were already eyeing him.

The old man took out another red cloth, which was a material: "Refining materials, starting at 500,000 gold coins, the old man said."

These things were useless to Murong Han, and he did not participate in the competition, and finally let people buy them for 800,000 gold coins.

One by one, they were photographed, but they never saw the courage that Murong Han wanted, and another thing was taken away, and at this time, two pills appeared in front of the old man's eyes.

"This pill was temporarily added to the auction, but after identification, this is the Explosion Yuan Pill. ”

"Isn't it the second-order Explosive Yuan Dan, your firm is embarrassed to put this thing up for auction. A noisy crowd of voices came from the audience.

Hearing this, the old man didn't get angry, he just smiled: "What if this is a third-order exploding Yuan Pill?"

The people in the audience also calmed down, after all, this third-order elixir is rare.

The old man continued, "What if this thing is the ultimate elixir?"

"Old man, can't you finish all at once?" said someone below angrily.

The old man was not angry, and said, "After the determination of our Jin Ge Commercial Bank, this is the third-order best explosive Yuan Dan. ”

"Everyone must know the small effects of the Exploding Yuan Pill, but this third-order Exploding Yuan Pill can be improved by at least five small levels, and since it is the best elixir, his weakness period is only half a day. ”

The old man's words were like sprinkling a handful of salt in a hot oil pot, and the whole auction was boiling, the original third-order elixir was not so precious, but this was the best elixir!

"There are a total of fifteen pills, divided into three auctions, five each, with a starting price of 500,000 gold coins!"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"A million!"

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The bidding sound came and went, and every time the bid was called, Murong Han's careful liver fluttered wildly.

They are so rich, these people are really rich, Murong Han's expression, Old Man Bing saw it in his eyes, and said to Murong Han: "Do you think there are so many of these best third-order pills? Most of those Dan masters are withdrawn, how can they get the best pills for auction?"

Million!

Two million two hundred and twenty thousand!

One voice after another sounded, and there were already scattered cultivators who decided to unite and bid together, and the pills obtained were divided equally, and most of the people who made the move at this time had a backstage and had enough financial resources to support it.

Just the first one, it was sold for a high price of three million.

This thing can save one's life in a critical moment, and if you want to take another life, this kind of thing is not too much.

Don't refuse to come, the more the merrier!

Next is the second Explosion Yuan Dan, and the starting price is still 500,000 gold coins!

Even Murong Han didn't expect that the price of those fifteen pills auctioned off actually exceeded 10 million gold coins, and you must know that the price of those elixirs was only 20,000 gold coins.

However, seeing so many gold coins, Murong Han already has enough confidence, not to mention that there are fifteen Qi Gathering Pills that have not been auctioned in the back!

The items were auctioned off one by one, and when the old man said that the next auction item was a martial technique, and it was a martial technique used by the sword's person, Murong Han sat up straight.

"The next thing to be auctioned is a yellow-level high-level fire attribute martial technique - "Remnant Sun", suitable for sword cultivators, with a starting price of one million gold coins, and the auction is now open!"

"Two million! This bold skill is about to be decided by my Ten Thousand Sword Sect!" a domineering voice came from the box!

"You said it was your Wanjianmen's, it was your Wanjianmen's? I will pay 2.2 million! Of course, these things will be obtained by the one with the highest price!"

"Three million!"

Murong Han's indifferent voice came out, surrounding the auction house, there was silence all around, and everyone looked at the source of this voice!

"Who is it? you dare to go against my Wanjian Sect, I want him to die without a whole body!" the man was furious, and a divine sense rushed towards the box where Murong Han was.

"Old man Bing!" Murong Han said secretly in his heart.

"Boy, don't worry, that guy is only in the realm of a spirit master, even if he is a great spirit master behind him, he has to go back to me obediently!" came out of the old man's voice.

The old man's face was not very good-looking, and he said to the people of the Sword Sect: "Young Master Wu Yue, even if you are a member of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, Jin Ge is not a place for you to go wild!"

Four million!

Wu Yue snorted coldly, and then continued to bid, in the box, the old man behind Wu Yue spit out a mouthful of blood, held down Wu Yue, and shook his head.

"Hahahaha, it's funny, the kid continues to fight him, if you can't do it, I'll do it. The other bidder laughed.

"Don't worry, I'm bound to win this courageous skill!" Murong Han said angrily.

Million!

Million!

Wu Yue directly raised two million.

The two of them were competing, until the end, Murong Han yelled at the box where Wanjian Gate was located: ", nine million! If you have a kind, you will add it to 10 million, if you can add it to 10 million, Lao Tzu will admit defeat!"

Murong Han looked angry, looked at Wu Yue with great joy, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is really a big deal, and you spent nine million to buy a heavy sword technique, it's really amazing!

Murong Han was overjoyed in his heart, but the more he showed a panicked look, this heavy sword technique was far more useful to him than the nine million gold coins.

The next auction was a yellow-level intermediate wind attribute exercise, with a starting price of 800,000 yuan, and the old man's voice sounded.

The competition this time was also very fierce, but Murong Han didn't make another move, just watched quietly.

One item by one was auctioned, and there were originally only fifty items, but because Murong Han became fifty-two, and when it came to the fifty-first piece, Murong Han finally saw his Qi Gathering Pill.