"Wen Qingyang!" Ling Zhi smiled and gritted his teeth and spit out these three words.

It can be clearly felt that when Wen Qingyang said this, the audience was stunned for a moment, and everyone looked at him in confusion, even the rabbit behind him opened its tempting little mouth.

Scarcity is expensive!

When there is only one thing for one thing, then everyone will naturally fight to the death, even if you can't get it, you have to raise the price, so that the person who gets the item will bleed once!

But when there is more than one such thing, why do they still fight so desperately? Not to mention that there may be a third, a fourth, and even this and another one, which is enough for them to calm down and prepare for the next one!

Wen Qingyang didn't seem to realize this, but said with a smile, "Everyone, the children are not sensible, I hope you don't care, you continue, you continue." ”

The heads of the major forces glanced at Wen Qingyang deeply, and said with a smile, "Pavilion Lord Wen thinks about us so much, we naturally won't mind." ”

"One million and eight million. This agarwood, my city lord's mansion is going to be decided, whoever speaks again will not give me the face of the city lord's mansion!" Sheng Peng glanced at Sheng Mingzhe and asked him to step forward and say.

This kind of direct use of power to suppress people is the easiest to arouse public anger and offend the forces that hold the auction, but now fools can see that Wen Qingyang, the master of Tianyuan Pavilion, the number one leader, naturally has no scruples about the attitude of the person who sent the auction.

Therefore, Sheng Peng let Sheng Mingzhe speak out, which not only represents him, but also does not lose his identity, which can be said to be insidious.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Bu Hong and the others stopped talking, and after a long time, Zhu He smiled bitterly, "Since Brother Sheng values this thing so much, and there is one behind it, then my Zhu family will give Brother Sheng a face." ”

The Zhu family is an old force in Lei City, it has been inherited for a long time, and the interests between it and the city lord's mansion are deep-rooted, and the relationship between the two families has always been quite good.

For a while, there was no one bidding in the field, Wen Qingyang asked three times, and this agarwood was won by the City Lord's Mansion at a price of 1.8 million.

The thousand-year-old agarwood is placed outside, and it is more than this price, let alone at the auction? The price of the treasures at the auction is generally 1.5 times to 2 times that of the outside world, which is normal!

The estimated two million in the previous banquet season was just speculation from the thinking of the outside world, but now, even this price has not been reached!

In other words, Wen Qingyang's seemingly casual sentence made Ling Zhi lose at least one million spirit stones, and even caused the latter piece of agarwood to drop a lot because of it!

Ling Zhi's face became ugly.

Qin Binglan's face was even more cold, "Tianyuan Pavilion is still under the name of the Yuan family, and the business covers almost half of Xuanzhou, behind the scenes, it is still the pavilion master himself who would do such a shameless thing!"

"Yes, since Wen Qingyang came to Lei City, he has put on the appearance of a decent man and a gentleman, but he didn't even think about it, but he didn't even care about the basic principles of a businessman. Zhang Yi nodded and said angrily.

"Master Ling, otherwise, let's withdraw the remaining piece of agarwood. Yan Ji saw everything, and also felt extremely aggrieved, and proposed indignantly.

Ling Zhi's eyes were very cold, cold without a trace of temperature, he was silent for a while, and then shook his head, "The things have been given to them, the meat bun beats the dog, there is a reason to go and there is no return, I still understand." ”

It's just that in this moment, he figured out everything, whether it was Yan Ji or himself, it was just to make Tianyuan Pavilion jealous, but it was just jealous.

Until the auction began, the forces behind him did not appear, which made them suspicious that when they realized that Ling Zhi was likely to have nothing to do with them, plus the two sisters of the Yuan family, it was enough to serve as a reason for Wen Qingyang to do such a thing.

In the final analysis, this is an era of strength, if Ling Zhi has a big sect or family behind him, or if he himself is a strong person in artistic conception, and then borrow Wen Qingyang's three guts, he would not dare to do such a thing!

"Watch quietly, I will let Wen Qingyang know that my Ling Zhi's things are not so easy to take, if he offends me, he will definitely pay the price!" Ling Zhi clenched his fists and said fiercely.

Now he could neither open his mouth to expose himself, nor could he directly confront Tianyuan Pavilion, but could only watch Wen Qingyang squeeze him fiercely.

The other party just wanted to tell him that Tianyuan Pavilion was not easy to deal with, and it was just revenge for Ling Zhi and Yan Ji who jointly forced him to make Yuan Fengyuan Ning make amends!

Although Ling Zhi opened his mouth to calm Zhang Yi and the others, his fists were clenched tightly together, this kind of grievance that was calculated by others and could not face the resistance directly, with Ling Zhi's temperament, how could he accept it.

"Strength, I need more strength. Wen Qingyang, this revenge, before I return to the Ye Sect, I must avenge it with my own hands!" Ling Zhi swore in his heart.

Surrounded by spiritual power, Ling Zhi forced himself to calm down, his path was to move forward and never retreat, but it was not a brainless rampage, but even so, his aggrieved eyes were red.

Not for these missing spirit stones, but because his path was set on the day he smashed his leg with his fist as a mortal!

The spiritual power in Ling Zhi's body boiled, and it actually caused seven golden spiritual energy particles to spin wildly, and the seven particles were like the Big Dipper, although they were suspended separately in the dantian, but there was a secret connection between them.

And underneath the golden aura particles, two stones, floating quietly, with dense cracks on them, and the fire of devouring spirits flowed slowly like magma.

Some Soul Devouring Flames burst out, scorching seven Spiritual Qi particles.

It makes the aura particles more pure, although they are getting smaller, they are becoming more refined, and the spiritual power they contain is more powerful.

On the first stone with the word "town", Ling Zhi got the six exercises, and then because he understood the stone tablet of the word "dragon" on the peak of the Fallen Leaf Sect, he borrowed the hand of Luo Tianya and completely obtained this stone with the word "dragon".

The six exercises are running all the time, allowing Ling Zhi to absorb spiritual energy extremely quickly, and the spiritual power attack is even faster, and the first layer obtained by the Eight Desolations and Six Dragons refining Dafa has also been cultivated.

With the riot of Ling Zhi's emotions, the soul body also seemed to sense this emotion, and the condensed villain, with a sudden, stood up from the state of sitting cross-legged!

There was no response after several previous attempts, and the stone with the word "dragon" suddenly trembled.

A dragon that had shrunk countless times, wrapped in a monstrous momentum, appeared in Ling Zhi's dantian

(End of chapter)