Qing Lin'er stared at the screen, but there was a long-lost smile on her face, and there was a calculation in this smile.

"Hehe! This Supreme Auction House is really good at something!"

She said to herself, as if she was saying it to Mo Lao, but Mo Lao did not open his eyes because of Qing Ling'er's exclamation.

The voice of the old man standing next to the central exhibition stand was heard again on the screen.

"In the process of auctioning the auction items, no matter what kind of treasure it is, all the price increases are uniform, and each price increase must not be less than five thousand spirit stones. ”

The tone of his speech is subdued, and when he speaks, his voice is full of emotion, and he can be allowed to preside over a large-scale auction like this, which shows his identity and status.

The person in charge of the Supreme Auction House gave him face like this, and he also worked extra hard, which was mutual.

"For example, the initial pricing is a low-grade spirit stone, and every time the price increases, five thousand lower-grade spirit stones or more are used, and the initial pricing is a medium-grade spirit stone, and each price increase also uses five thousand medium-grade spirit stones or more. ”

This rule is somewhat unwritten, at least Qing Ling'er thinks so.

The person in charge of the Supreme Auction House may be afraid that there will be many people auctioning, and there will be chaos when the time comes, so there is such a provision, because the middle-grade spirit stone and the low-grade spirit stone are not equivalent, if it is converted, it is a thousand times the conversion rate.

A medium-grade spirit stone is equal to a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, so if you don't set a unified standard, it is really possible to mess up.

"We all know it, let's get started!"

The voice of impatience came from the crowd in the hall on the first floor again, it seems that it is not her Qing Ling'er who is in a hurry, there are many people like this!

Just listening to these voices, you know that she Qingling'er is quite a stable person, at least she is anxious in her heart, but she doesn't say it on her lips, even if she shows it on her face, but she is in Yigui Pavilion, and no one sees it.

Of course, except for Mo Lao, although his old man had his eyes closed, Qing Ling'er believed that Mo Lao knew everything.

"Start immediately, and finally emphasize that the finalization is the third hammer, as long as it is finalized, no one is allowed to increase the price!"

He emphasized the way of the deal, and then remembered what he didn't say at the end, and hurriedly added:

"If the spirit stone is not enough, you can also exchange it with the treasure of heaven and earth, but you must do what you can, once you find that the spirit stone is not enough to pay, then this auction is invalid, and you will not be allowed to enter the Supreme Auction House again, the old man will not say much, now the auction has officially begun, ring the gong!"

The old man quickly said the last note, and at the same time did not give the people below a chance, as soon as he finished speaking, he continued to shout to start, and it was difficult for the people in the hall to express their opinions.

The melodious sound of gongs sounded from inside the Supreme Auction House, and the restlessness in the crowd became quiet with the sound of gongs.

The entire building of the Supreme Auction House, from top to bottom, came out with the sound of gongs.

One ring, one ring, one moving the sky, three sounds, three rings, three starts.

This is the principle of the Supreme Auction House, and hearing three gongs heralds the official start of the auction.

No one knew where the gong was, and it would always ring from the time they attended the auction at the Supreme Auction House, and each time it rang three times before it began.

The sound of the gong seemed to be able to penetrate into the depths of people's hearts, and every time they heard it, they were extremely calm, and the restlessness of participating in the auction seemed to be sealed in the bottom of their hearts by the sound of the gong.

Mo Lao of Yigui Pavilion opened his eyes when the gong sounded.

"Soul Suppression Gong! What a subordinate force of the Supreme Pavilion, it's really good!"

Mo Lao said softly, his eyes were full of surprise, but because he was behind Qing Ling'er, Qing Ling'er didn't notice this change in Mo Lao, and she didn't even hear Mo Lao's voice.

It was also Qing Ling'er who paid too much attention to the auction, and the sound of the soul gong also played a certain role in confusing it.

"The first lot, the Yellow Rank Middle-Grade Treasure Red Dragon Sword, was refined by the Ancient Sword Master of the Refining Alliance, and this sword was his first famous work. ”

As he spoke, he pulled with both hands to remove the red cloth covering the plate, and looked intently at the scabbard of the Red Dragon Sword that was exposed in the plate.

"The Red Dragon Sword carries the fire element, so the martial soul is the fire element, don't miss it! This is refined by the torso bone of the earth dragon and the heavenly star sand, it is a pity to miss it, don't say much, everyone has a good product, the starting price is a thousand spirit stones. ”

The old man pulled up the Red Dragon Sword with both hands and said excitedly.

That look, as if this red dragon sword is a supreme artifact, was praised by him only because there is a sky, and people have the feeling of seeing it a few times.

And with his praise and comments, the movements of his hands are not just about pulling the red cloth and holding the sword.

While everyone was not ready, suddenly, he pulled his sword out of its scabbard.

I saw a red light emanating from the exhibition stand, illuminating the entire hall red.

"Wow, is the first one the famous work of the Ancient Sword Master?"

The red light emitted by the Red Dragon Sword shone on everyone's faces, a red color, and a young man sitting side by side with Du Manyou at the front of the hall stood up excitedly and exclaimed loudly at the moment when the red light shone on his face.

He was the closest, the silver-white scabbard and dragon's head-shaped hilt, and the crimson blade at the end, he could see clearly from beginning to end.

"It's so powerful, it turned out to be the ancient sword master's sword, the ancient sword master is a refining master who specializes in refining swords, and this red dragon sword is one of the ancient sword master's favorite swords. ”

Another man's voice sounded in the crowd, his performance was much more rational than the first young man to speak, but it was clear from the words that his admiration and enthusiasm for the ancient sword master had also reached the point of being out of control.

The appearance of the Red Dragon Sword brought the auction into the auction rhythm all of a sudden, the old man was attached to the exhibition stand, the smile on his face was already piled up on the old man's face, and the muscles of his face all stood up, so as to increase the area that accommodated the smile.

He felt that his introduction was not comprehensive enough, and was ready to start talking in detail, but the people below didn't give him a chance, and before he could say anything, he had already begun to bid.

"I'll give out 6,000 spirit stones!"

Sitting in the crowd in the hall, a middle-aged man who was about forty or fifty years old raised his hand and stood up, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he directly added five thousand to the base price.

"I'll give you 12,000!"

Before the middle-aged man could sit down, another young man stood up and said.

It seems that the attraction of the sword to men is still as usual, elegant with handsomeness, free and easy with a narrow sense.

"Don't rob me from anyone, I'll give 30,000!"

Qian Sanwan rubbed his fat body and stood up tremblingly.

His goal of participating in the auction this time was very clear, it was for this Red Dragon Sword.

It's just that he didn't expect that it would be the first lot, and ordinary people like him, who can only participate in the auction in the hall, are not eligible for the auction list.

So he didn't know that the Red Dragon Sword would be placed in the first position, and when he heard everyone start to quote, he stood up the third and shouted out the same number as his own name.

"Forty thousand!"

Qian 30,000 hoped that his violent price increase could bluff these competing people, but the effect didn't seem to be particularly good, and at the moment he finished shouting, someone added 10,000 on top of him.

It seems that there is no shortage of rich people in this hall, and the VIPs have not yet spoken, and the price of the Red Dragon Sword is soaring!

"Fifty thousand!"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, where there are rivers and lakes, there is competition, and where there is competition, there is excitement to see.

Qing Ling'er felt that she had taken a nap, and the short time could not be measured by spirit stones, she couldn't think of anything more refreshing and eye-catching than spirit stones, a red yes sword had already called for fifty thousand spirit stones.

She sighed in her heart, this is really not a spirit stone as a spirit stone!

"One hundred thousand!"

Qian 30,000 is determined to win, and every time he finishes shouting at the same time, he will inevitably follow behind and increase the price.

In the end, the hard work finally paid off, as the old man next to the exhibition booth picked up the small hammer in another plate, "dong dong" three times, and knocked on the round wooden block held on the plate, he finally took the red dragon sword at the price of 100,000 spirit stones.

The moment the dust of the Red Dragon Sword settled, there was a commotion in the crowd, some people felt that it was not worth it, some felt that it was earned, and others were different, but the money of 30,000 was overjoyed, and he happily held the Red Dragon Sword that he had just traded, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Qing Ling'er sat in the Yigui Pavilion and took in the performance of Qian 30,000, although she didn't understand why this Qian 30,000 would rather spend a lot of money to shoot the Red Dragon Sword, but her interest in Qian 30,000 increased greatly.

The reason why she is interested and takes a look more is because this fat boy is too rich, and for these nouveau riche, her purpose is to firmly remember that these people are her future development objects.

Whether or not you can make money in the future depends on a man like Qian 30,000, so the more Qing Linger stares at Qian 30,000, the more she feels that Qian 30,000 is cute and cute.

Qian Sanwan sensed the breath of the Red Dragon Sword, and almost turned his back excitedly.

Suddenly, he felt the cold wind on the back of his neck, and unconsciously shrunk his neck.

He thought to himself: "No one is already eyeing me! I should be the only one who knows the secret of the Red Dragon Sword!

His small body can't withstand other people's interceptions, and Qian Sanwan suddenly has an urge to leave immediately, anyway, the task has been completed.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue watching this grand auction, but he's really afraid that the Red Dragon Sword will be lost.

If he knew that the reason why he had that feeling of cold wind swishing was because Qing Ling'er was calculating his money, he didn't know how he would feel!