Chapter 87: The Auction (6)

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand at him, turned his head to Tang San and Mo Feng and said with emotion, "Where have you been?" We've been looking for you for a month, but we didn't expect to see you here. ”

"I'm sorry, Uncle Ning, for worrying you, as for us...... This is a bit of a long story", Tang San said with a somewhat depressed mood.

"Oh! Yes, this is not the place to talk, it looks like you're going to enter the auction hall too, just come in with us! Ning Fengzhi looked at the dense crowd around him and said.

"Hehe, that's great, thank you Uncle Ning", Tang San nodded with a smile and said.

Then Ning Fengzhi walked into the auction hall with Tang San, Mo Feng, and Xiao Wu, with his identity and Sword Douluo's strength, he naturally didn't need to queue up.

"Wow! It's huge! It's too bustling, isn't it? As soon as Xiao Wu came in, she was shocked by the facilities of this auction house.

Even the absent-minded Tang San was shocked by this scene.

The space of the auction hall is more than 2,000 square meters, which is twice as large as the Shenglin Hall of the Holy Son of the Wuhun Palace, and the entire wall is paved with precious and shiny diamonds.

And the entire staircase is paved with crystal amber stones that are more precious than diamonds, and this crystal amber stone can be worth ten diamonds.

And the huge crystal luminous lantern hanging above his head is even more luxurious, how big is it? According to Tang San's eyesight, its diameter was at least three hundred meters.

"It's terrifying! This Wuhun Hall is so rich? Are you willing to spend so much money to build an auction house? Tang San said with wide eyes.

"Not bad! But junior, do you know how valuable that lamp on your head is? Ning Fengzhi looked at the crystal night lamp above his head and said.

"Will it be more expensive than this diamond and crystal amber?" Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi puzzled and asked.

In his opinion, although this chandelier is large and luxurious, it is only a thing of lighting after all.

"Don't underestimate this lamp, it's not just an ordinary lamp, it's also the soul guide newly researched by the Martial Spirit Palace," Ning Fengzhi said solemnly.

First it was a storage soul guide, and now even the lighting is a soul guide, this Wuhun Hall is too terrifying, and more seriously, it is the Holy Son of the Wuhun Hall that is too terrible.

"What? Soul guides? Tang San exclaimed with his big mouth open. Actually use a soul guide for lighting? That's too extravagant, isn't it?

"Not bad! Not only can it illuminate and adjust the light, it can also control the temperature in the house, which is really warm in winter and cool in summer, but it also has a function, that is, it can transmit the voice of the people in the auction room, that is, the loudspeaker. ”

"You said this is the latest research of the Martial Spirit Palace? This Martial Spirit Hall specializes in researching such a thing? Tang San said with a frown.

In his opinion, with this kind of talent, shouldn't he first study the lethal soul guide? Why doesn't this Wuhun Hall play cards according to the routine, first make a clock, and then research out the storage soul guide, and now deliberately research a soul guide that can be lit and control the temperature of the room, it is really a tyrannical thing, and the crime is extremely evil.

Tang San, who had always liked secret weapons, hated the thought of iron not being steel in his heart.

Ning Fengzhi was completely different from what he thought, in his opinion, the Wuhun Palace's research on these things related to life must be premeditated, maybe it wants to be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people through these things, as for why not study the lethal soul guide? In his opinion, this is the manifestation of the domineering conceit of the Martial Soul Palace, they must have thought that with the powerful strength of the martial soul, they can conquer the entire continent without any lethal soul guide at all.

"It seems that this Martial Spirit Hall is about to start implementing his ambitions......" Ning Fengzhi thought heavily.

While thinking about it, Ning Fengzhi, Tang San and the others followed the maid of the auction hall up to the second floor and came to the No. 2 VIP room.

"Teacher!"

Just as they were about to enter, a handsome young man came out from the door of the box next to them and shouted to Ning Fengzhi.

"Oh, it's Qinghe! Let me introduce you, these three are my daughter's classmates, Tang San, Mo Feng, and Xiao Wu, this is my apprentice, and he is also the second prince of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, and he is also the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire", Ning Fengzhi looked at the young man and introduced Tang San and the others.

"It turned out to be my sister's classmate! My name is Xue Qinghe! Xue Qinghe stretched out a hand to Tang San and made an elegant handshake motion.

"Hello! My name is Tang San," Tang San also smiled and said as he held Xue Qinghe's hand.

"Then teacher, I won't bother you", Xue Qinghe bent slightly at Ning Fengzhi and said with a smile.

"Hey! What's not to bother here, I don't know if you want to accompany your father! Ning Fengzhi shook his head and smiled.

Who in the entire Heaven Dou City doesn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe is a very filial prince, and he generally has nothing to do and stays by the side of the Snow Night Emperor all the time.

"It seems that nothing can be hidden from your eyes, teacher", Xue Qinghe also smiled and said.

"Haha!" Ning Fengzhi laughed loudly and walked into the private room.

Xue Qinghe calmly glanced at Tang San's back and turned around and entered the house.

She naturally knew about the matter between her younger brother Qian Linglin and Tang San, and she also knew about the grievances between Tang San and the Martial Spirit Palace, which was why she was curious about why Tang San could still come out of the Martial Spirit Hall unharmed.

She knew her brother's character too well, after all, there were four Titled Douluo guarding in the shadows by her side, and she naturally knew something about what Qian Linglin had done.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Shenglin Chamber of Commerce sponsored by the Holy Son of the Wuhun Temple, my name is Chen Gong, my registration number is 6587991, today's auction will be hosted by me, I am very happy to serve you, I hope my service can bring good luck to every guest here......"

Through the glass of the VIP room, you can clearly see a middle-aged man standing on the auction table below, holding a small golden hammer in his hand and talking to his mouth, strangely, his voice actually came from the crystal lamp hanging from the roof.

"It seems that he somehow transmitted the sound into the chandelier through the small round hammer in his hand, and then the chandelier diffused the sound out", Mo Feng looked at the small round hammer in the host's hand and thought silently.

"Little San, Xiao Feng, what are you thinking?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang San who was standing in front of the window in a daze and asked

"I'm wondering how he got the sound out of this chandelier," Mo Feng said, looking up at the big chandelier in the middle of the roof

"Hmm...... I don't know this very well, but according to the people in the auction house, the person in the main city seems to be holding a microphone in his hand, and what kind of stereo is installed in the chandelier? Ay! I don't know much about it anyway! Ning Fengzhi frowned and said.