Just as Lin Hao was thinking about it, the bidding in the blockbuster projection had become a fierce stalemate, and the scene was chaotic.

The major sects chase after me, staring at the barren heaven order one by one, like hungry wolves. More than ten forces have been frantically soaring, and the magnitude of their price increases is simply appalling.

The warriors who were watching up and down the stone tower were shocked out of their eyes, their mouths were wide open, and they could only let out bursts of exclamations unconsciously.

In mid-air, the large projection fluctuated several times in a row, and the vivid and agile picture suddenly turned.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Master Huineng of the Great Compassion Temple bid 3,600 Xuanmu, who else offered a higher price?" The auctioneer coughed a few times, slowly looked around at the people in the field, held the carved wooden box in his hand, and lit it up as if he was deliberately seducing, causing the eyes of several forces below to immediately turn red.

"Humph!" The wolf king's expression was hideous, sweat stains were hidden on his forehead, and after swimming wildly with patterns on his face for a while, he looked at Hui Neng fiercely, and quickly gritted his teeth and said: "Four thousand Xuanmu!" ”

"Amitabha, good, good." Huineng clasped his hands together, raised his eyelids slightly, ignored the hostility of the wolf king, and immediately closed his eyes after Gao Xuan's Buddha number, looking at his temples with sweat stains, and estimated that his wealth was also not enough.

"The seniors are extraordinary, they are not talented, and they are willing to give out 4,300 Xuanmu." The young man in blue laughed a few times, put away the folding fan in his hand, and glanced at the forces of all parties a few times, his face slowly became solemn, and he was completely no longer relaxed and leisurely at the beginning.

In the direction of the seat of Wutong Academy, the old man laughed loudly, and his voice was indescribably chic and uninhibited: "This thing is very rare, and the old man will rely on the old man to sell the old man for the time being, and he is willing to give out 4,600 Xuanmu." ”

"I'm also here to join in the fun, and I invite you to cut your love."

There were more than ten white-clothed women sitting in the corner of the venue, and one of the palace beauties stood up generously, pinched the orchid finger in her hand, giggled around, and her voice was sweet and pleasant: "The little woman is not talented, and she is willing to give out four thousand eight hundred Xuanmu." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the audience instantly became extremely ugly, and many strong people looked solemn, their foreheads were covered with fine beads of sweat, and they were obviously thinking a lot in their hearts.

The air was oppressive, as if an invisible wind was whirring and rolling. The principals of the major sects looked at each other a few times, their temples drenched in sweat, and their fists clenched, like a group of fierce hungry wolves ready to take food together.

Lin Hao has been carefully observing everyone, and found that by now, the auction has completely fallen into a white-hot stalemate, and everyone wants to do their best to break the opponent's will in one fell swoop.

Up to now, this auction has not been a simple financial struggle, but has become a thorough transaction of rights and interests.

Behind the unknown, the lips of the stewards of the various forces were slightly pursed, and they used the secret communication with the close forces to communicate secretly, trying to use the usual business contacts to attract funds, or get the full support of allies, and then discuss how to distribute the benefits afterwards.

The people of each sect were silently calculating in their hearts, ready to wait for the right moment, and when the opponent thought they were sure of victory, they would strike a fatal blow at him.

On the surface, this auction is a competition for different treasures, but in fact, it also involves the deeper entanglement of interests of all parties.

When dealing with those old foxes on the other side, everyone must not only guard against their allies stabbing them and picking the fruits of victory, but also be vigilant against the crazy price increases and pressing forward step by step by the sects behind them, and carry out a psychological offensive to chase and attack them, which can be described as a very test of people's will, skill and determination......

A black-faced man with a bad face stood up and arched his hand to the surroundings, his voice was indescribably difficult: "I wish to give out five thousand Xuanmu!" ”

He Feidu of Dustless Island had round eyes, wiped a few sweaty sweats covertly, gritted his teeth fiercely, and shouted: "Lao Tzu has five thousand and one hundred Xuanmu!" ”

"Brother He, I'm sorry, we have five thousand two hundred Xuanmu from the Cloud Stepping Sect." The red-faced old man looked at the rough man with a smile, his face was full of banter and mockery, and he seemed to be in a happy mood, but in fact, secretly, his palms were already covered with cold sweat.

"You!" He Feidu's eyes widened angrily, his face was blue and white for a while, his lips trembled a few times, and finally he sat on the stone bench in vain, obviously unable to increase the price.

"Huh-" Seeing this, the red-faced old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately looked around triumphantly, with a look of certainty on his face.

"Hmph-" The cold middle-aged man sneered a few times, and his mouth spat out a cold and hoarse voice: "My blood shadow building has five thousand three hundred Xuanmu." ”

Hearing this, the red-faced old man shook his whole body a few times, and instantly felt dizzy, his eyes were dark, and he almost sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in white next to him quickly moved his lips slightly, and he didn't know what to say. The red-faced old man was immediately shocked, and his eyes were full of ambition again.

"Hiss-" Everyone inside and outside the stadium was startled, and a gasping sound sounded in an instant.

Five thousand Xuanmu is not a small amount, no matter where it is, it can be said to be a huge amount of money. Ordinary medium-sized sects can't make up the money, and even for these large sects, it is also a big burden.

Originally, the major sects had a lot of money, and it was not that they couldn't afford this money. But there is no perfect thing in the world, and the forces of all parties are also unspeakable, and the situation in the secret is actually dozens of times more complicated than it seems on the surface.

First, the major sects, whether internal or external, are actually not of the same mind. There are allies with barrels and knives outside, and there are their own people holding back, which can be said to be a difficult scripture for every family to read.

Second, although the power of the big sect is monstrous, it is also a big business, there are hundreds of thousands, millions of disciples in the sect, and there are vassal large, medium and small forces outside, all of them are waiting to be fed, and they are eager to frantically squeeze resources, so what about them who are bullshit elders who are working hard outside?

Moreover, many of the major sects are real estate, or those intangible wealth that cannot be easily realized, and it is really difficult to come up with a sky-high amount of cash in a short period of time.

And the most serious thing is that once the sect steward who is here today makes a mistake, or the bid is out of proportion, he will definitely be criticized after he goes back.

Don't look at the superficial scenery of the big forces, in fact, there are also many factions in the sect, and there are many contradictions between each other, full of filth.

If these elders dare to make decisions on their own, even if they can get a token, they will be attacked by hostile factions when they go back, and after seizing the excuse of the handle, they may be ruthlessly suppressed and thus trapped in prison.

"Five thousand four hundred Xuanmu!" The people of Tsing Yi Pavilion were covered with fine sweat on their foreheads, and they hurriedly shouted.

The people of the Seven Star Pavilion gritted their teeth, and their voices were a little trilling: "Five thousand five hundred Xuanmu!" ”

"Five thousand six hundred Xuanmu!"

“……”

Seeing that prices are still soaring, all parties are anxious and worried.

On the one hand, they want to win the Desolate Heaven Order, and go back to ask for a reward after making a contribution.

On the other hand, they are afraid that the amount of money spent is too huge, and if they go back, they will cause a backlash and frenzied suppression by hostile factions.

In the end, the managers of the forces opened their mouths bitterly, struggling with their hearts, and after weighing the pros and cons repeatedly, they still reluctantly chose to give up the bidding.

In the end, only two people were still bidding, Zhenxi Wangfu and Tayun Sect.

"Five thousand eight hundred Xuanmu!" The young man in blue was sweating profusely, and he no longer had the calmness he had started.

The red-faced old man of the Cloud Stepping Sect was full of pain, and after gritting his teeth, he shouted in a hoarse and difficult trill: "Five thousand nine hundred Xuanmu!" ”

"Wow-" One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"Is there a higher price?"

As soon as the words fell, there was an instant silence inside and outside the venue.

The auctioneer coughed a few times, looked around the arena with his eyes, and saw that no one answered, so he had to reluctantly announce in a loud voice: "The price of the Desolate Heaven Order is five thousand nine hundred Xuanmu, congratulations to the friends of the Cloud Stepping Sect!" ”

"Congratulations, Mr. Yan." The young man in blue let out a long laugh.

"Don't dare to be, the old man really doesn't dare to be." The red-faced old man hurriedly surrendered his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as if he had unloaded a boulder, but on the surface, he said polite words: "Thank you for your concessions, the old man is really ashamed." ”

When the old man said that later, he was already full of pride, and looked around at He Feidu, who was glaring angrily, and finally couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.

The major forces in the field were talking, and all of them had different expressions, some cursed wildly, some didn't care, some beat their chests, and some even secretly sneered......

The seats of Wutong Academy, a group of people whispered.

"Teacher, we obviously have the financial resources to continue bidding, why?" Qing Ze's face was full of confusion.

The people next to them, Taiyue and Qingya, were stunned for a moment, and they all looked at them curiously.

"Aze, the gun shoots the first bird, and people's hearts are unpredictable."

The old man shook his head, with an unfathomable expression, touched his beard, and chuckled: "This thing is a hot potato, and I don't know how many forces secretly are greedy. I'm afraid that the Tayun Sect will have an empty joy today and make wedding dresses for others. ”

"Huh? Could it be ......" Qing Ze was shocked, and his face was full of thought.

"Shhhh