Chapter 39: I, the heroine's father! (23)
After the two of them took all their belongings with them, they did not return the room, and both of them wore hoods without showing their faces, and then went to the auction house.
If you want to enter the auction house, you still need to buy tickets, don't think about the private room, and their foundation cultivation is obviously not enough in Fu Demon City.
Although in the Liyue Kingdom, the highest cultivator is only in the early stage of Jindan, and he is basically in the foundation building period.
But here, although the monks of the foundation period are the mainstay, it is not a place where they can mess around.
There weren't many people queuing up to buy tickets in front, because a ticket cost a thousand spirit stones, and it was only the kind at the back of the auction hall.
Qiao Shi took out two thousand spirit stones and bought two tickets, their positions were at the back, and there were a lot of places in front of them.
In a few moments, the auction hall was full, and the auction would start in a few moments.
Originally, the auction should have started early, but because of the medium-grade spiritual artifact, the auction was postponed for half an hour.
The auction house is very strong in building momentum for medium-grade spiritual weapons, and the teleportation array, which is usually not opened, is also frequently opened on this day.
Just after she sold the artifact, the teleportation white light on the other side of the teleportation array had already lit up twice.
This is also as she wishes, if there is no medium-grade spirit weapon as bait, it is rare for the teleportation array to gather people, only when the number of people is gathered, the teleportation array will be opened, or the total number of spirit stones will be made up alone.
But it's too noticeable.
She had already taken a big risk by pretending to sell the medium-grade spirit weapon to the auction house, and if she hadn't known in advance that this auction house had a good reputation, she wouldn't have gone even if she was dressed up in disguise.
Wealth is moving, not to mention that this is in the cultivation realm.
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"Isn't it?"
The head of the auction house frowned.
"Yes, the fluctuations on the storage bag are still there, but they are in the high-class private room, but it is the people of the Wang family who go in with the token."
"I know, you go down, don't make a noise about this matter, and don't investigate it again."
The person in charge waved his hand and let people go down, originally their auction house was only doing the auction business, and it could exist for so long, in addition to the forces behind it, the other thing was to keep to themselves, and would never interfere in the investigation of any customers, which made the reputation of the auction house grow day by day.
Today he was reckless.
The person in charge pressed the ambition ignited in his chest, fortunately the person was cautious enough, and fortunately he did not let people continue to investigate, otherwise once the reputation of the auction house was damaged, the headquarters would definitely not let him go!
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The auction started as scheduled, and the auction hall was packed with people, most of whom came for medium-grade spiritual weapons.
Qiao Shi occasionally made bids, but they were all arbitrary, and in the end, the things did not fall into her hands.
What she wanted hadn't come out yet.
The auction is going on as scheduled in the middle of the period, and the things that come out during this time period are relatively good, even Tsukidan is a bottle by bottle auction, there are three bottles in a bottle, and the quality is better than the one in the store.
It is very popular with some monks, and most of them are bought for the younger generations in the family.
Qiao Shi held down Zhao Xiongxiong, who was about to go crazy, and this guy's eyes were red when he saw Tsukidan come out.
There are still several clansmen in the Zhao family who are practicing Qi Dajing because they don't have Zhuji Danka.
As long as these Tsukidans can be photographed, the Zhao family can go one step further.
"You, don't me and make me hate you!"
Zhao Xiongxiong gasped in Qiao Shi's ear and roared, these Tsukidans are of better quality than the Tsukidan that was auctioned in the city before, but the auction price is not as high as that one, if he is not moved, he is not a person.
However, Meng Yuegu didn't let him buy this dog thing, but when he thought that they would have a big move in Luohuang City next, his mind gradually stopped.
But thinking of those high-quality Tsukidans, Zhao Xiongxiong looked at Qiao Shi's gaze with some resentment.
Seeing this, goosebumps all over Qiao Shi's body came out, and noticing the strange eyes of the other monks on the side, Qiao Shi wanted to strangle Zhao Xiongxiong's heart.
What the hell is that!
"You're so rich, but you're shooting!"
Qiao Shi glared at Zhao Xiongxiong, but Zhao Xiongxiong didn't dare to say more, he snorted and lowered his head and didn't look at it.
“…… The next item to be auctioned is a piece of ancient amber, presumably everyone here also knows the nature of ancient amber, the quality of the thing depends on your luck, but the things that can be included in the auction house for auction, the good luck must be worth the money, this auction of 20,000 spirit stones, each increase in price shall not be less than five hundred ......"
Presented above was an irregularly spherical piece of ancient amber the size of a washbasin.
This amber has a long history, and although it is crystal clear, its color is not transparent, but has a deep brown color.
Amber is able to insulate the detection of the divine sense, and no one knows what is inside unless it is cut.
Because of this property, this amber was used by merchants to buy and sell, similar to modern gambling stones.
However, the probability of being able to open a good thing is pitiful, and this kind of thing can be auctioned by the auction house, and the auction house must infer that there is something in it based on all aspects.
It's just that they don't know what it is, maybe it's a rare treasure, maybe it's just a broken stone, and it's not like no one has ever opened it.
There are also a lot of people who are looking for curiosities, maybe there are good things?
The price also climbed all the way, and soon called for 50,000 lower grade spirit stones.
"Sixty thousand!"
At this moment, a voice came from a private room, it was Meng Miqing.
Qiao Shi snorted coldly in his heart and did not follow the price, and continued to wait for others to bid.
In the end, the price gradually increased to 80,000, and fewer and fewer people made bids.
Add it to it, and it's a little worthless.
"Eighty-two thousand, eighty-two thousand, and no one will offer a higher price......"
"Eighty-three thousand."
Qiao Shi's hoarse voice reached the front, and Meng Mi in the box was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and continued to increase the price.
"Ninety thousand!"
She had a faint feeling in her heart, there should be something in this amber, she had just sold the golden pill, and the spirit stone in her hand was enough to take a picture of this amber.
"Ninety-one thousand ......"
Qiao Shi continued to follow, better than the spirit stone, she didn't believe that it was lighter than Meng Mi!
Meng Miqing finally came out to 120,000, and a depressing atmosphere was spreading in the box.
"Miqing, you know, this is not our goal."
In the box, the subject of the early Shenmen of Jindan opened his mouth seriously.
He is also the master of the Sword Sect of the Qingshan Sect, and he originally didn't plan to come here, but when he heard the news of the Zhongpin Spirit Weapon, the time was pressing, and the rest of the Qingshan Sect couldn't catch up, only he was nearby, so he rushed over.
The other disciples in the box couldn't help but feel jealous in their hearts when they saw Meng Mi's generous hand.
They didn't think that the spirit stones in Meng Miqing's hands were her own, after all, Meng Miqing's family was very small, poor and pitiful, where did she get so many spirit stones, she only thought that they were given by the master of the Shen Sect.
Meng Mi heard the Shenmen Master speak, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in her heart, what happened to her using her own spirit stone to buy things? I didn't use the spirit stone of the sect, why didn't I let her shoot!
Didn't you just want her to keep the spirit stone to support the sect to take pictures of the medium-grade spirit weapon, whether she could take pictures or not is not necessarily.
Thinking of this, Meng Mi took a deep breath in his heart and spoke in a low voice.
"Uncle Shen, Mi Qing feels that there must be some treasure in this amber, if you miss it, I am afraid it will become an obsession in Mi Qing's heart."
Once a monk has an obsession, many problems will arise during his practice.
Seeing Meng Miqing say this, the Shenmen Master's face turned dark, but it was not easy to stop him, after all, Meng Miqing was Shen Houyao's personal disciple, and he was still a very precious disciple.
If something happens to her, I'm afraid that Shen Houyao's old thing will come to him for trouble without saying anything.
Lord Shenmen closed his eyes and didn't speak again, Meng Mi gritted his teeth and slapped when he saw this.