"I don't know the exact effect, but please don't doubt the value of this sword pattern, if any results are researched on this sword pattern, the value must be immeasurable." At this time, it was completely different from the previous cold scene, but Sanxiang's next words made this scene cold again.

"Prices start at 10 million."

For this auction, that is, the Chamber of Commerce mentioned in Sanxiang's mouth, even people who have come into contact for the first time like Zongtian have noticed that it is not simple, not to mention other guests, and for a sword pattern that even the behemoth in front of him can't comprehend, there are a few madmen who think they can unlock the secret.

"How should I bid?" Just when the auction was cold, there was such a voice echoing in the room where Zongtian was.

"Xiaotian, do you have a fever?" After hearing such words, Sora couldn't help but grow his mouth.

"I think I might be a little burnt, too." Although there is still no deep feeling for the soul stone, 10 million must be a frightening number, but with the cushion base from before, it seems that the luxury at this time is not so luxurious for Zongtian.

"Just tell me the bid, the main thing is that you confirm the bid?" The maid beside her answered Zongtian's question, but before Zongtian could answer anything, Sora opened her mouth first.

"Zongtian, you have to think clearly, in case no one bids, that broken sword pattern is yours."

"I'm bidding." Zongtian didn't pay too much attention to the sky.

"You don't care, I naturally have my own reasons." Familiarity is a reason, but it's also a reason to be ashamed.

The maid beside Zongtian didn't do anything special, she just put her finger on her temple at this time, and Zongtian only knew the principle of the bid at this time. Just in front of the booth, a red sign was erected for some reason, and after seeing this scene, the incense on the booth also threw a smile into the room where Zongtian was.

"Is there anyone else bidding?" After a brief inquiry, there was still silence at the scene, and Sanxiang didn't have too much nonsense, and went straight to the next lot.

Although he took the goods at the bottom price, Zongtian did not have any happy mood at this time, and he seemed to be immersed in the emptiness after unreasonable consumption at this time.

"Look, look!"

The empty voice also came at this time, and such words made Zongtian a little doubtful of his decision.

"If you need to sell yourself to pay the bill, I won't accompany you."

As if suddenly remembering something, Sora turned his gaze to the maid behind him.

"Anyway, he has to bear so much debt, if you can, can you put this money on him?"

Looking at the emptiness that was still thinking about his cushion at this time, Zongtian was also completely speechless, and at this time he was also making trouble with the emptiness, and he still needed to question himself for a while at this time.

Just when Zongtian's room was filled with a strange atmosphere, the gentle knock on the door attracted everyone's attention, and the maid's natural action of opening the door made Zongtian consciously. The water of the lake would pour into this room with the open door, but at this time it seemed that he was thinking too much. There is only a picturesque view of the door, a calm lake, a bright moon in the sky, and of course, a knocker at the door. It was a man in black holding a brocade box, and he was standing on the water smoothly.

The maid naturally didn't make a fuss about Zongtian, she just took the brocade box from the man's hand and presented it directly to Zongtian. This is probably also the special treatment of VIPs, and you can even take a look at what you have photographed without paying.

Although she complained to Zongtian for a long time just now, she also came over at this time, after all, it was such an expensive thing, and she also wanted to see what was special. didn't sell anything, Zongtian just opened the box calmly, but the thin piece of paper still made his heart twitch slightly. Although it was okay when he opened the box, Zongtian was still a little nervous after holding the paper, and his slightly sweaty hands also made him worry about whether he would lose something of great value in his hand.

After going through so many thoughts and fluctuations, Zongtian finally looked at the complete pattern. Although he had already seen half of it before, after seeing the complete sword pattern at this time, the feeling of Zongtian was completely different. Before, he only felt complicated, but at this time, the complete sword pattern was on that simple plane, showing a three-dimensional effect, and the intricacies in it actually made Zongtian feel a little dizzy when he looked at it.

But it can be bearable, just when Zongtian wants to study it more carefully, the sound of something falling on the ground has attracted Zongtian's attention. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the empty that had fallen to the side, and Zong Tian hurriedly and carefully put away the sword pattern before immediately helping the empty air.

"What's wrong? You okay? It seems that he was really unconscious, and at this time, the empty that was helped up by Zongtian slowly woke up, but it was precisely because of this that the possibility that Zongtian would be beaten up because of his caution just now was avoided.

"It's okay, it's just a little dizzy, just let me rest for a while."

The two maids also helped the empty back to the comfortable sofa at this time, while Zongtian looked at the brocade box in his hand and was a little stunned. Although he didn't have such a serious sense of dizziness, there was indeed something wrong with that sword pattern, and it seemed that Zongtian had a bigger problem at this time.

"What is the sword mark?"

"What? You didn't even know that you spent so many soul stones?! Sora, who was still a little wilted, suddenly jumped up at this moment, but her still muddy brain made him soften with it.

"The sword pattern is a kind of inscription on a weapon." However, the way Sora wilted back saved Zongtian's eardrums, and the maid behind him began to explain seriously.

"The primary sword pattern is just like the meaning of the word, it is a kind of pattern engraved on the surface of the weapon, and when the soul can pass through that special pattern, it will also give the weapon special abilities."

It turned out to be a rune, but according to them, the rune still seems to be a rudimentary technique, so is his father, who is a soul master, so poor in the soul plane? However, when Zongtian wanted to ask carefully, he found that the maid knew about the sword pattern, and that was it.

Although he could only give up at this time, Zongtian had already developed a great interest in the weapons of the soul plane. However, it is a pity for Zongtian that no weapons appeared in the subsequent auction, but something enough to compensate did appear in front of Zongtian's eyes.

In Zongtian's understanding, my father simply called them mutant materials, but in the soul plane, the materials used to make weapons were called soul iron, and the soul iron with attributes in reality didn't seem to be very valuable here.

After getting a piece of soul iron at a low price that Zongtian felt, the auction seemed to start to become boring in Zongtian's eyes. In the ups and downs of the venue, although Zongtian didn't feel sleepy, some tiredness made Zongtian a little listless.

"So we're going to have our last lot of the night today." The words of Sanxiang finally made Zongtian feel energetic, although there was some longing for the end, but the last lot also made Zongtian a little curious.

Completely different from the previous ones, this time the lot is no longer simply displayed on the stage. Escorted by four men in black who had just presented the brocade box, a box covered in cloth was carried onto the stage, and after the carrying, the men in black had no intention of leaving.

"Please forgive us for our caution, after all, the value of this lot is definitely not the same as the previous one." Although he said kind words, the confident expression on Sanxiang's face was telling everyone that when you see this lot, you will definitely not be surprised by what you are doing at this time.

"Our last lot of the night is ......" Sanxiang's hand was draped over the black cloth that covered the container,

"Soul mortar."

Because only the sound of scattered incense came to the room, Zongtian in the room didn't have much feeling about the sensation of the scene, but those souls who stood up were also seen by Zongtian, and when it came to surprised souls, Zongtian also had one around him.

Still unnoticed, Sora had already pressed her face against the water mirror, and her mouth kept repeating it.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible ......"

Although it may be because the lot is too exciting, Zongtian feels that Sora is only stimulated by the previous sword pattern.

"Empty? Are you still dizzy? Zongtian asked tentatively.

"No time." But the answer was a strange one.

"Do you feel chills and weakness?" continued to ask for warmth in exchange for empty foul language.

"I've heard that if you've been stimulated, maybe you'll get better if you get stimulated." While saying this, Zongtian presented the sword pattern again.

"Don't, don't, I don't watch, I don't watch." Before she could react to what Zong Tian said, but when the dazzling sword pattern was displayed in front of the empty again, she instinctively resisted. But even so, because of the sheer value, and the fact that it hadn't been paid yet, it didn't dare to step forward and turn that thin piece of paper into pieces.