Thousands of people sat on rows of prepared chairs, all discussing the highlights of the auction.

On the high platform erected in the middle, people began to walk back and forth on it, and one by one the items began to move up, but the top of the items was covered with red cloth, and everyone's divine consciousness swept over, wanting to see what was under the red cloth, but as soon as the divine consciousness arrived, all the high platform was bounced back, and it was still forbidden.

The fifty items were all neatly arranged, waiting for the auction to begin, but in a few breaths, a white-haired old man walked up to the top of the high platform with eight immortal steps, and looked at the eyes of thousands of people around him.

A hoarse cough came out of the old man's mouth, and then he looked at the people around him with sharp eyes.

"First of all, welcome everyone to the 'Qingge' auction house, we uphold the principles of 'fairness', 'justice' and 'openness', and hold this auction for everyone, our purpose is still the same as before, all the items auctioned here are fair competition when bidding, if there is a practice of bullying with strength, we will immediately clean it up" The old man said very sternly.

The people below are silent, as if they are used to it, and there will be another auction like this every month, and these people basically come every month, so they are naturally familiar with the rules here.

"Now we are preparing to auction the first item, the 'Streamer Sword' low-level Yuan weapon, the Yuan Spirit Pill that starts with 600,000 yuan, and the price increase is not allowed to be less than 100,000 each time" The old man pulled out a streamer-like long sword from under the red cloth.

A glass of light appeared in the old man's hand, and as soon as the old man's vitality was injected into the streamer sword, a layer of colorful color light continued to flicker.

Soon someone below began to quote, and a voice of "700,000" sounded.

After a breath, a voice sounded, "Eight hundred thousand"

"Nine hundred thousand," the third voice sounded again.

Chen Xuan and the others stood in front of the water-like light curtain, looking at the wonderful competition below, the attraction of the Yuan Instrument to Chen Xuan was no longer there, and Chen Xuan did not participate in the bidding at all.

"Brother Xue, are you here to auction something this time?" asked Chen Xuan with a side face.

"I also want to buy a refining material, my long sword is only one material away from being able to completely transform into a real yuan weapon, so this time we are also here to try our luck," Xue Qian said.

"Oh, do you have the materials you need here this time," Chen Xuan then asked.

"Yes, Yan Kang Stone, as long as I buy this stone, I can refine a real name Yuan Weapon" Xue Qian didn't have any concealment, and directly said what he wanted to buy.

Chen Xuan didn't speak, but then looked down, now this 'Streamer Sword' has started from 600,000 yuan, and now it has soared to 1.5 million Yuan Spirit Pill, it seems that there is no intention to stop, the price is still rising.

"One million and six thousand" A man raised the price again, this is already his second price increase, and it seems that he is also optimistic about this long sword.

"One million and seven million" The man who spoke for the first time was not to be outdone, and then added 100,000.

A low-level Yuan weapon is worth two million Yuan Ling Dan at most, and if the price is increased again, it will be beyond the range of this price, and if it is not a Yuan weapon that is not refined by itself, it cannot be used as its own natal Yuan weapon at all, and its power is greatly reduced.

However, not everyone can refine the Yuan Weapon, so many people can only buy the Yuan Weapon by themselves as their own combat weapons.

The man in second place in "1.8 million" shouted out this number with difficulty, and it seemed that he had reached his limit.

The man who made the first offer of "1.9 million" really seems to be inevitable, and he will follow as much as you add.

The man who reported 1.8 million didn't open his mouth again, it seems that 1.8 million is his limit, and many other people have almost given up when they rose to 1 million, leaving only the last two to compete.

"One million ,900,000 for the first time...... One million nine hundred thousand for the third time" the old man read to the audience three times, "Since there is no bidding, then this yuan weapon belongs to this one" The old man raised his long sword and said.

After buying the long sword, the man immediately went up to the back and handed over the Yuan Ling Pill, received this Yuan weapon, and had already left, it seemed that he was afraid that someone would make up his mind, and since the thing had been bought, he immediately withdrew.

"Okay, let's auction the second thing."

A piece of material for refining the Yuan Weapon appeared in the old man's hand, and it was not a very rare material, Chen Xuan still did not compete, and in the end it was taken away at the price of one and a half million yuan spirit pill.

Everything was bought one by one, and the highest price was a medium-grade Yuan Weapon that was sold for five million Yuan Ling Pill, which was already a sky-high price, but in order to arm themselves, many people still spent blood.

More than 20 pieces of things were quickly sold out, and most of the days passed quickly, but the scene at this time was indeed very hot, and the bidding came and went.

Another thing was auctioned off, and another vermilion stone appeared in the old man's hand, which concealed a mysterious material, which was an excellent material for refining Yuan Tools.

"This is 'Zhu Jin', I believe many people know, the origin of this stone, if you want to refine the Yuan Weapon, this Zhu Jin is indispensable, but Zhu Jin is a very rare mineral, so there is not a lot of production every year, this time we'Qing Ge' found this piece of Zhu Jin, but we also brought it to him for auction, starting with 800,000, each time the price increase is not less than 150,000" The old man finished narrating and said the reserve price.

"A million" A voice sounded from the unknown void, and it was clearly heard in the huge store.

"One million and two million," said an old man in black with a thin sword on his back seat.

"One and a half million," a woman's voice came out of the void.

"One million seven million" The first voice sounded again.

However, in three breaths, the price doubled, and only when he arrived at the auction house did he feel that he was still a poor man, if he hadn't obtained tens of millions of Yuan Ling Pills and 10 million Creation Pills, then these things, when and what month would he have the opportunity to get them, Chen Xuan looked at their bidding and said secretly.

The voice of the "two million" woman increased the price again.

The voice of the first man who shouted the price suddenly paused, and he didn't make a sound, probably thinking that Zhu Jin's value was worth two million, and he would be a fool to increase the price again.

The old man looked around, it seemed that no one was raising the price, and just as he was about to say this piece of vermilion metal to this woman, a voice sounded from the void again.

"Two Hundred Million"