The person who took the picture of the Huiqi Dan was a man with a very thick beard, five big and three thick, at first glance, he was the kind of guy who was big and arrogant, and it was not an exaggeration to describe him as a bearded guest.

"Hehe, Hui Qi Dan, is it really that magical?" After taking the Huiqi Pill sent by the staff, the man played back and forth a few times in his hand, and smiled.

"It just so happens that Lao Tzu has an injury on his body, so I will try it myself and see if it can heal within two hours!" The man turned out to be a direct mouthpiece and threw the Hui Qi Pill into it.

Everyone didn't expect that someone would test the medicine on the spot, and they all kept turning their heads to watch, if the Huiqi Pill was effective, then wait until the next round of auctions, and they must auction off this kind of good thing.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the liquid flowed into his stomach, and the man immediately felt a warm current flowing through, like a warm stream flowing slowly, indescribably comfortable.

Not only that, but the disordered breath in his body was also slowly channeled and summarized under the effect of that warm current, and this feeling was very obvious.

The man was a knowledgeable person, and he immediately knew that what he had just swallowed was a good thing, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to praise: "What a Hui Qi Pill!" ”

At the moment, he stopped talking, concentrated on luck, and healed with the medicinal effect of the Huiqi Pill.

Looking at the man's reaction, everyone also knows that the Huiqi Pill must be real. Even if we didn't really wait for two hours to come, based on everyone's insight and eyesight, we can basically conclude this point now.

Although no one said it explicitly, it can be seen that there are exchanges within the various ancient martial arts sects, and the Huiqi Pill has undoubtedly become the object of everyone's attention.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dashao and An Zhentong's faces looked better.

The auction continues, and the next things to be auctioned, the atmosphere is far more enthusiastic than the first Qi Returning Pill, often every thing can attract a burst of scramble, for all the ancient martial artists, all the things auctioned here are treasures, all of them are encounterable but not sought.

But for Zhang Dashao, there is really nothing that can be eye-catching, and when he looks back at the madman, he is completely indifferent.

"Crazy, just ask for whatever you want." Zhang Dashao said that the madman is no one else, no matter what he fancies, Zhang Dashao will spare no effort to shoot it.

"Hmm." The madman nodded, not saying much, he didn't understand what politeness was.

"Next, what is going to be auctioned is a weapon, Kunwu Sword." When An Zhentong took out a cyan quaint long sword, Hong Anxing's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he came for this Kunwu sword.

"There is a saying on the road, the sword goes black, the knife goes white, it is said that the sword is light and flexible, this Kunwu sword, three feet and three points long, integrated into fifteen alloy casting, the weight is not more than half a catty, the operation is like the wind, smart and free. Starting price, 500,000 yuan. ”

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Someone immediately raised the price, but it was not Hong Anxing, the more he wanted to get something, the more he had to behave carelessly, Hong Anxing knew this well.

When someone added it to 600,000, Hong Anxing bid 650,000, and then waited and watched, the further back, the fewer people who raised the price, after all, this Kunwu sword is only liked by those who use the sword, not like the Huiqi Pill that everyone can use.

And the further back you go, the more the bidding price exceeds the original value of the Kunwu Sword, unless it is someone who really likes it very much, many of them have already given up.

When it was added to 800,000, there were not many bidders to talk about, and at this time, Hong Anxing bid 850,000 yuan and successfully won the Kunwu sword.

"Mr. Zhang, I was able to take a picture of the Kunwu Sword, thanks to you." Not to mention how excited he was, he thanked Zhang Dashao again and again, if it weren't for Zhang Dashao, he would definitely be stopped by Ma Baolong and Ye Junlong at the Blackstone Conference, and he wouldn't even be able to enter the auction, let alone auction Kunwu Sword.

was able to shoot the Kunwu sword, all thanks to Zhang Dashao.

"Master Hong doesn't have to be polite, it's just our agreement." Zhang Dashao said lightly, not receiving Hong Anxing's affection at all.

Hong Anxing already knew Zhang Dashao's temperament to some extent, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Swords are one of the most commonly used weapons by ancient warriors, and we auctioned a sword above, so now, we will auction a sword."

An Zhentong then presided over in high spirits, and took a knife from the staff that looked a little rusty, and even the tip of the knife was missing.

The hall began to be lively again, and compared with the many auction items in front of it, the appearance of this knife was a little stumbling.

However, everyone also knows that this tattered-looking knife must not be ordinary, otherwise it would not have been put up for auction.

"As you can see, this knife is a little dilapidated, but this does not affect the value of this knife, we don't know what kind of knife it is, but it was inadvertently excavated at the mouth of the north bank of the Yellow River, and it was once exhibited in the Museum of Ancient Culture in X Province, and it took several times to meet you."

An Zhentong first focused on the glorious history of the remnant knife, but everyone's interest in it has never been raised, or even weakened, after all, if there is material for this knife, An Zhentong will not introduce those virtual ones.

The value of this knife is limited to this.

Of course, that's just the reaction of most people, and there are also people who are very interested in the broken knife, and there are so many people on the scene, it is impossible not to like it.

Zhang Dashao also noticed that the madman's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be interested in this knife as well.

"In addition, this knife has another characteristic, that is, the weight is strangely large, you may not be able to see it, it weighs eighty pounds! It is possible to maximize the power of the user. Starting price, 600,000! Ahn Zhentong's high-pitched voice echoed in the venue.

"What's crazy, you have a crush on this knife?" Zhang Dashao asked with interest.

"Yes master, I want this knife." The madman nodded and said without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll shoot this knife!" Zhang Dashao slapped his thigh, and before he could raise the sign in his hand, another voice sounded in the venue, "One million!" ”

Zhang Dashao glanced at the man, it was a guy with horizontal eyebrows, the muscles on his body were one by one, a big man, it was also appropriate to use a knife as a weapon, it seemed that he was also determined to get the residual knife, and the addition of 400,000 yuan as soon as he came up was enough to explain this.

Everyone in the venue looked sideways, such a broken knife, someone really wanted it, and directly increased the price by one million, as if how many people were competing for this broken knife.

Even if some people are a little interested in the remnant knife and want to shoot it back to play, they will dispel the idea when they see the attitude of the muscular man.

"One hundred and ten thousand!" Zhang Dashao just glanced at it, ignored it, raised the sign in his hand, and shouted leisurely.