In the end, an inconspicuous necklace was auctioned by the noble son of the 999 box with 100,000 taels of gold, and the staff of the auction house packed the necklace with great joy and sent it into the box.

Later, I heard a very loud movement coming out of the box, smashing cups and smashing chairs, and after a crackling sound, the glass made of high-grade ink crystal was slammed and vibrated strongly.

All of them prove that the noble son of box 999 is in a very bad mood now, but the photographers should watch the play, wait for the waiting, and complain for a sentence or two, and there will be no other voice.

Xiao Ke, the initiator, was happily hugging his fat senior brother Li Ganke at this time and praised him energetically, 100,000 taels of gold is a sky-high price, and Shen Xingyun's hatred shadow in his heart can finally dissipate a little.

As for Yan Fei and the other staff of the auction house, it is even more impossible to care about this matter, for them, making money within the rules is the first place, the more money they make, the better, if Shen Xingyun can have a little more, they are also happy.

So, after this farce, Yan Fei continued to preside over the next auction.

I saw a scarlet blood light slowly descending from the roof of the building, like a blood cloud, and the photographers all looked at this strange treasure with wide eyes, this is the appearance of the blood essence stone.

The blood-red blood essence stone with the whole body dissipated the blood light and fell on Yan Fei's hand, like a small long steamed bun, and the ordinary one was like a red stone that could be seen everywhere.

Yan Fei held the blood essence stone, his red lips opened slightly, and said: "In my hand is a pure Jiaolong blood crystal, which was inadvertently obtained by an explorer of our bank in a deep mountain in the southern region where no one is active, according to the appraiser's identification, this Jiaolong died in the process of transforming into a catastrophe, and its blood also contains a trace of thunder, and now it also falls in this blood essence stone, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure, but the blood essence stone is regarded as an evil thing, and it cannot be circulated in the cultivation world." However, the Bank is reluctant to let this treasure be hidden from then on, so we invite all monks to come to the auction, this item is not priced, the highest price will be obtained, now let's start. ”

When the words fell, not only did the people present not bid, but they all became quiet, showing that I was not interested.

Xiao Ke knew that it was not that he was not interested, but he did not want to provoke the smell of fish, although the people present were more or less disguised, but there were only four major sects in the Great Xia Empire, and there were only hundreds of small sects, and there were only a few sects that had the ability and courage to dare to participate in the blood essence stone, and they all knew each other, if they were the first bird in this auction house and auctioned the blood essence stone, they would not only have infamy on their backs, but also be stabbed in the back by acquaintances.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for an ignorant but knowledgeable unlucky ghost to auction off the blood essence stone, and then go out of the auction house, and then each show his powers, whoever has the greatest ability or whose means are tough.

With this mentality, the people present have all become old foxes playing politics, tacitly watching each other's noses and noses, and even Shen Xingyun, who is dancing unstoppable, has become a much more low-key and has become a good baby.

However, the auction house has a rule, no one bids for half an hour, even if the auction is lost, the next auction item will be replaced, seeing that the deadline is getting closer and closer, Xiao Ke can't hold back, the evil cultivator doesn't shoot him, he has to shoot, as long as the blood essence stone is in hand, he can always wait for the evil cultivator.

It's just that there will be some trouble at that time, and the fragrance of the blood essence stone is too great. When the time comes, it will not only be evil cultivators, but also a group of bright or unbright white prostitutes, and for this, Xiao Ke may have a headache for a while.

The index finger has been clasped on the thumb, and a piece of the nail is buckled off at the same time, and there is some blood at the same time, and when Xiao Ke blows, things finally take a turn for the better, and an old man who is hunched over, wearing coarse linen clothes, and his face is full of wrinkles, and he quoted the price tremblingly, and actually patted away the blood essence stone at the price of one hundred taels of silver.

Xiao Ke was a little dumbfounded, he also found that the people present seemed to be a little dumbfounded, after all, what a treasure the dragon blood essence stone is, it was actually sold cheaply, although they can't start, but the heart of love for treasure is still there, this is the man walking on the street and watching the beautiful woman hugging a fat man with a big big hip and a round waist always sighing "Good cabbage is arched by pigs".

After the three hammers were struck, the old man left the scene in a hurry after breathing a sigh of relief, and immediately followed by a large series of tails that followed out for various reasons, and the characters with heads and faces also sent one or two younger brothers.

Shook was no exception, and released the golden monkey, which was very intelligent and nimble, and was most suitable for reconnaissance.

To be on the safe side, Xiao Ke also gave the monkey five wind-resisting armor pieces and reloaded the spirit stones.

The monkey jumped and disappeared, and then, the man in black behind Shen Xingyun also hurried out of the box door.

The old man who bought the blood essence stone left, and the tail was sent out, and some of the people on the field showed relaxed and happy expressions on their faces, as if the blood essence stone was a hot potato, and it was finally cleaned up.

The auction house also seems to have long anticipated the cold field of the blood essence stone, there is no distorted expression of pain in the blood essence stone being auctioned away at a low price, every staff member has a normal mentality on their faces, Xiao Ke firmly believes that this is definitely not the staff's psychological quality is excellent, if it is excellent, Yan Fei will not show a happy look for Shen Xingyun's 100,000 taels of gold, after all, the price of the blood essence stone is far more than 100,000 taels of gold, Xiao Ke believes that there is a sense of conspiracy in this, and he even thinks that the auction house is also controlled by that big family, and it is also a pawn in the hunting evil cultivation plan。

On weekdays, the auction house only takes five carefully selected items out for auction at a time, but just when everyone was about to leave, the host Yan Fei announced that there was a sixth auction item.

The eyeliner has been released, and the arrangements have been arranged, the so-called people are obedient to the destiny of heaven, at this time, the monks who are worried about the blood essence stone are more afraid to leave the scene in order to seek stability, after all, the first to leave the scene is likely to be put on the hat of the blood essence stone plot by other plotters, and then both the decent and the villain will become the public enemy of everyone, after all, the person who has lost power will like to step on it, not only to remove an opponent from the satisfaction, but more importantly, to invisibly integrate into another circle.

Xiao Ke doesn't care about being attacked by a group, and he is not afraid of being infamous for plotting blood essence stone heart tricks, he is a pure person, he won't care about these false names, but he is afraid of Shen Xingyun, he has a hunch, Shen Xingyun is still waiting for him, as long as he dares to show his head, Shen Xingyun will definitely take action, there is a cloud map to help, Xiao Ke is just Shen Xingyun is not false, but he is unwilling to tear the veil covering his body, this is an advantage, Xiao Ke will not be exposed until it is well used and expanded.

As a result, none of the people present left the venue in advance, and they were all waiting for Yan Fei to take out the last auction item.

Compared with the Blood Essence Stone, the last auction item is much more mediocre and simple in appearance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is heaven and earth.

A dirty yellow cloth wrapped it, and when it was unwrapped, it revealed a neat but simple red book, very thick, as thick as two Xinhua dictionaries on top of each other.

Seeing this, everyone lost interest, according to a major theorem of the Holy Spirit Continent's strange treasures, but the treasure must have a vision, the more precious the treasure, the more the vision protrudes, like the blood essence stone that has just braved the blood light in the sky, and then shaped like the first Chiyang fruit that was auctioned off but still has a fruity fragrance in the air, all of which are strange treasures.

There is no vision in this booklet, there is no strange light, there is no strange fragrance, except for the thickness, the wear and tear on the edges of the pages, just looking at the appearance, there is no feature at all, as for the content, it is said that it is a Buddhist scripture, either there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south or to persuade people to be good, these monks are really not interested. Buddhist scriptures are only useful for monks, and for these murderers who lick blood from the knife edge and are either fighting people or fighting demons, they are not farts, and they are too hard to wipe their butts.

Yan Fei was different, and she didn't know whether she believed in Buddhism or knew the origin of the Buddhist scriptures, so she held the Buddhist scriptures with a reverent face, and said: "This scripture is a traveling monk who traveled here, because of a serious illness, entrusted to our auction house for auction, and the price he gave was one million taels of gold and one condition, that is, the guests who took it must have a relationship with the scriptures, otherwise they would not sell it if they had money!"

A Buddhist scripture left by a wandering monk actually sold for one million taels of gold?

Some people who still want to feast their eyes and join in the fun immediately can't sit still, and they all shout and clamore to leave.

"Grass, sick!"

"Joke, a million yellow gold. Can Huangsha City earn a million taels of gold a year?"

"That's right, it's not interesting at all, the border city is the border city, the auction house doesn't understand the rules, do you really think that everyone is a money bank at home? ”

The host Yan Fei didn't argue, just silently held the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, still with a pious face, Xiao Ke was different from those veterans who ate fast food, he didn't pay attention to the number of one million taels of gold, and he couldn't take it out anyway, so he went in and out of the left ear, but it was the sentence that Yan Fei said that was related to the Buddhist scriptures that aroused his careful thoughts.

The word fate is actually nonsense, not so much fate, but rather a thought, there is a mind to have fate, no mind is to pass by, to put it nicely, it is fate.

Xiao Ke's mind was spinning fast, and he was thinking about how to get his hands on the Buddhist scriptures.

But the other rich prostitutes were very angry and left the scene, and they felt like they were being played like monkeys.