Chapter Eighty-Eight: Auction I

The auction hall is not only extensive, but also divided into three floors, which are divided into three floors. The lower floors are all ordinary tables and chairs adjacent to each other; The middle and upper floors are rooms of the same size, and I don't know what materials are used to refine them, everything is white, without any support, they are quietly suspended in mid-air, which seems to be very mysterious, and the surface of the room is flashing with spiritual light from time to time, as if there is some prohibition on it, obviously these rooms are specially prepared for those who have status and status; As for the upper rooms, they are larger and less numerous.

Zhou Moyang only glanced at it, then closed his eyes with no interest, found an inconspicuous corner and sat down at random, and waited quietly for the auction to begin. Zhou Moyang sat for an hour, during which a large number of monks continued to pour into the hall. The seemingly vast hall suddenly became bustling. I don't know where so many monks came from, and it is estimated that there are not so many foundation building monks in the entire sea area of Wanxian Island, right? Even those rooms on the middle floor, there are people who fly directly into them with the light.

Among the monks who participated in this auction, the lowest cultivation was also the foundation building cultivation, and the highest cultivation was the Jindan monk. There were as many as seven or eight Jindan monks noticed by Zhou Moyang alone. In the middle room, at least two dozen people have already entered it. The cultivation of these people is all above the golden pill.

This made Zhou Moyang look shocked in his heart, and secretly sighed softly, one auction can gather so many gold pills. And the Hundred Sects are just two Jindan Ancestors. After waiting for a while, the hall was almost full. It's just that for some reason, the upper room has not been entered by monks. According to common sense, is it for the Yuanying Monk? Zhou Moyang shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

"Dangdangdang" three melodious and crisp bells came, and in the flashing of five-color light, the originally wide open palace door slowly closed. When the doors of the temple were completely closed, the auction finally began. At the very front of the hall, as in the ordinary auction hall, a three-zhang high platform was erected. The only difference is that there are four silver humanoid puppets standing at the four corners of the high platform, one zhang high, all holding a silver giant, the style is simple, and the cold is pressing! Although these puppets are motionless, they give people an amazing sense of momentum, which is not trivial at first glance.

In the center of the platform, there is a blue protective shield with a table inside. The surface of the table is inscribed with dense runes, which looks mysterious and abnormal, and I don't know what it is used for. The moment the door of the hall closed, the light in the blue light shimmered and emitted a low humming sound. When the runes flickered, a figure flashed behind the table, and there was a teleportation prohibition in this protective array.

The figure froze, and then it became clear and abnormal, it was a gentle middle-aged man. He was dressed in a brocade robe, with a white face and no beard, just like ordinary people. But after Zhou Moyang's mind was explored from afar, his heart was terrified. This middle-aged man was also a Jindan monk, and not only that, but he also faintly felt an extremely terrifying aura from his body. This aura is gloomy and abnormal, but it complements the middle-aged person, and it is extremely dangerous and terrifying.

The middle-aged man seemed to be very famous in Bai Yujing, and when he appeared, the originally bustling voices in the hall quieted down suddenly. Zhou Moyang noticed that many people looked at the men on the stage, and they all faintly showed a trace of fear. After the middle-aged man swept his eyes to the stage, he said with a slight smile, "Uncle Zaiyang, I think there are many colleagues present who know him, and there are even some who have dealt with Zaiyang." In that case, I won't introduce myself much and get straight to the point. This auction, commissioned by Sihai Commercial Bank, was presided over by me. The rules of the auction are also not too much to say. It is naturally impossible for all the Taoist friends who can participate in this auction here not to know the rules. In addition, I can start by revealing some information about the finale lot. This time, several finale auction items are definitely not inferior to the last auction. Alright, let's get down to business, now it's announced, the auction is open! Uncle Yang's voice was not loud, but under the infusion of spiritual power, any corner of the hall could be heard clearly, and with just a few words, it aroused the interest of thousands of people present, and then the auction began. At the moment when the middle-aged man spoke, the buzzing sound of the teleportation array below sounded, and dozens of miniature light arrays side by side suddenly appeared on the originally empty desktop. With a flash of light, dozens of jade boxes of different sizes and a palm-sized jade plaque appeared on the table.

Seeing this situation, most of the people in the hall were silent, and their eyes were all focused on the table. Uncle Yang stepped forward, picked up the jade plate and took a look, and his mind was immersed in it in an instant, and the information inside was clear at a glance. Then he quietly took a brown-red jade box in his hand and opened the lid. "Like the previous auctions, the things that were auctioned first were still all kinds of medicinal materials, demon beast materials, and mineral raw materials. At the request of the firm, first take out two finale items to enliven the atmosphere, starting with this piece of sycamore wood. Uncle Yang shook the jade box in his hand with one hand, and suddenly an object floated out of it.

It was a strange piece of wood that looked like a big bird. "Sycamore wood, according to legend, only the ancient true spirit phoenix inhabited and stayed, will give birth to rare materials, the specific has not been verified. It's just that this wood is extremely valuable whether it is refining weapons or alchemizing pills. This piece of sycamore wood is four catties and two taels, with good quality and no impurities. The starting price is 200,000 spirit stones! Uncle Yang glanced at the five-colored wood, and said slowly to the audience.

This sycamore wood is extremely versatile, but the reserve price is marked at 200,000, will anyone buy it if it is so expensive? Zhou Moyang thought to himself. It's just that the next situation where the spirit stone is not used for the spirit stone immediately makes him dumbfounded. Just as Uncle Yang said the reserve price of 200,000 yuan, a series of voices such as 250,000 and 300,000 yuan immediately came from all over the auction hall.

"350,000", "400,000". Even without the middle-aged man saying any more incendiary words, the price of sycamore wood easily exceeded the price of 400,000 lower grade spirit stones, which was a full doubling than the reserve price. In the end, this five-colored wood was auctioned off by a woman in dark green clothes at the price of 500,000 spirit stones. And immediately handed over the spirit stone on the spot and took away the thing. With such a big deal, Zhou Moyang couldn't help but gasp when he saw it. The thing is good, but the price is too high, Zhou Moyang muttered in his heart, naturally he had no intention of bidding.

The next finale was a strange treasure "Ten Thousand Beast Snails" left over from an ancient monk, and its power reached the point of a magic weapon. Once this treasure is blown, it has the effect of ordering low-level spirit beasts within a certain range to obey orders, and it is magical and abnormal. This item was also auctioned off by a Jindan monk on the second floor for 500,000 spirit stones.

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