The courtyard, which had not changed in the slightest in the eyes of others, had become completely different in the eyes of Wednesday.

On Wednesday, there seemed to be stars flickering in his eyes, the mortal body refining technique was running slowly, and the peaceful courtyard in front of him finally changed.

At this time, the courtyard in front of Wednesday was covered by a colorful cover, as if it had been clasped by a glass cover.

Wednesday carefully looked at the cover in front of him, and had a minimum estimate of the old man and the other seven old people.

Released outward, at least six-fold, riding on the tree on Wednesday and sipping the tooth flowers.

"How are you going to grab this?" said Wednesday, feeling that the prospect of his mission was pitch black.

On Wednesday, when the frowns were not spreading, the people in the courtyard who had been quiet began to stir under the encouragement of Buddha Qi.

"Now that everyone knows about it, let's start bidding. Buddha Qi nodded to the people in the audience with a smile, that is, he did not shout out the bottom price of the spirit, nor did he shout out the amount of each price increase, but the people under the stands and on the stage had calm expressions, obviously thinking that this was a very normal thing.

"An iron mine with a minimum reserve of one million tons. "Someone finally made a bid, but it completely exceeded Wednesday's prediction, there was no money at all, but Wednesday thought about it carefully, but there was no surprise in the slightest, after all, this thing in front of me really can't be measured by money.

"Hehe, this thing has a history of more than 1,000 years, you should keep this million-ton iron mine for yourself, a million-ton gold mine. Someone sneered, and then arrogantly burst out his own offer, which was actually a gold mine. You must know that the known reserves of gold in the world are only those, and now a million-ton gold mine has directly exploded, which has completely subverted Wednesday's cognition.

"Uncle, this world is too strange to Lao Tzu. The little man in Wednesday's head wiped his forehead fiercely.

The two bidders seemed to have just paved the way for this "special" auction, and the "price" shouted later infinitely refreshed Wednesday's understanding of the world.

Minerals, armaments, technology, information, land, it seems that there is nothing that these people cannot take.

The sound of shouting in the courtyard became less and less, and finally it fell silent. But this is not the end of the auction, on the contrary, it has just begun.

"How many old men, do you have any ideas?" Buddha Qi showed a humble expression and asked a few old people on the stage behind him.

"The right to govern a country. After a brief lull, an old man gave the price, and the quiet courtyard was instantly enveloped by the incessant sound of gasping.

The right to govern! No matter how small a country is, it is always a state, and although the right of management mentioned here is not on the surface, it is the real right to manage the direction of a country behind the scenes.

"This ...... This ...... "I can't calm down on Wednesday, damn, is there any royal law? I've heard of people who resell national cultural relics, sell national intelligence, this is fucking, directly betray the country, Lao Tzu is really the first time I've heard of it, according to secular law, shouldn't this be shot thousands of times? Wednesday feels like I can't count this crime with my fingers.

But looking at the extremely calm old people on the stage, Wednesday suddenly felt that this seemed to be a trivial matter, not as trivial as eating one more tea egg in the morning.

"Haha, since Wu Lao is so face-saving, then I'll join in the fun. An old man on the stage with angry hair on his face laughed heartily.

"What else can you sell?" said Wednesday, staring at the following.

"Heartstone. The old man stretched out his palm, and on the palm that was originally empty, a stone appeared in the next moment, the stone was ordinary, without any dazzling luster, and it lay quietly in the old man's hand.

"You're ruthless. The old man known as Wu Lao looked at the heart stone in this person's hand, said in a low voice, and then stopped moving.

"Haha, there is no way, I can only offend, after all, I also need this spirit. The old man laughed again.

The Asking Heart Stone, despite its name, does not have the function of the Aladdin Magic Lamp in mythological stories, which can help you fulfill your wishes. But it has one and only function, one that all monks want. Break through the realm moment, stabilize the mind, and get rid of distracting thoughts.

"Ghost Slash. An old man dressed in taupe, unable to see what style he was, spoke up, his dry palm resting there, and a short dagger of the same taupe appeared in his palm, as if it was about to blend into the darkness around him.

"Old ghost, are you willing to take out this thing? you won't break your promise, right?" The angry old man looked at the dagger in the old man's palm, and hated to withdraw the heart stone in his hand.

Hum!

The old man snorted in his nose, as if he was not used to talking, his eyes swept the stage gloomily, and then he skimmed the old man angrily, and then his eyelids drooped, as if he was asleep, and there was no sound, if it weren't for the palm of his hand straight there, it would really make people think that he was asleep.

After the old ghost spoke up, no one else spoke up anymore.

"How many old men?" Buddha Qi asked the remaining old men with a smile and questions.

"The old ghost has cut the meat like this, so I won't mix it, so as not to make the old ghost angry. An old man said.

"No money!"

"No money!" the remaining two were even more happy.

"What about you?" Buddha Qi leaned over lightly, and his eyes gently gestured to the old man.

"I'm rich, but I'm not as good as the old ghost's ghost. The old man laughed, and then his eyes signaled to Buddha Qi that he gave up the bid.

"In that case, the Spirit is yours. Buddha Qi took the box from the girl's hand and respectfully put it in front of the old ghost, but he didn't mean to take the dagger in the old ghost's hand at all.

"Well, take it. The old ghost's palm didn't make any movement, and the ghost slash floated towards Buddha Qi so gently.

"Thank you, old man. Buddha Qi respectfully agreed, and then dared to take the dagger with both hands respectfully.

"Hmph! Speak again, you can't take this dagger. The old man's eyelids swept over Buddha Qi's hands, snorted lightly, and then slapped out of the palm, and with the palm of his hand, a thin stone slab flew out of the old man's sleeve and accurately fell into Fo Qi's hands, and then the dagger fell lightly on the stone slab, and the moment the dagger fell, he saw that Buddha Qi's hands suddenly sank, almost pulling Buddha Qi down.

Fo Qi looked at the dagger on the stone slab in his hand with a frightened expression, and the sweat on his face quickly flowed.

"Thank you, old man, for saving your life. Buddha Qi thanked the old ghost loudly again, this time his voice was full of gratitude.

"Haha, let this old ghost say one more word, Buddha Seven, you are worth it. The angry old man laughed, then waved his palm lightly, and with the movement, the colorful protective shield that shrouded the courtyard was removed.

Subsequently, several old people also removed the protective shield one after another, and the courtyard was once again calmly presented in front of the "world".