In this way, this thorn was refined by this great refiner himself?

Zhao Ziyun took the thorn in his hand and urged the spiritual power of the thorn, the golden thorn emitted a dazzling light, and everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

It's so strong!

What a strong force!

This is at least a six-grade magic weapon!

At least!

[The user's master skills are astonishing, and he gains an admiration value of 60,000 points. 】

Ning Ruoyu looked confused.

She hadn't heard of a cheap master who could refine weapons?

Zhao Ziyun looked at Zhou Dongxi: "This magic weapon, help me auction it." ”

Only then did Zhou Dongxi come back to his senses and said, "Mr. Zhao, wait a minute, I will ask a special appraiser to identify this magic weapon." ”

After that, he said to a manager behind him: "Hurry up and invite the fifth uncle." ”

"Yes." The manager had been gone for a while, and everyone heard a voice eagerly say, "There is a high-grade magic weapon?" Where is it? Show me! ”

Then everyone felt a gust of wind sweeping in front of them, and the next second, a white-bearded old man appeared in front of Zhao Ziyun, his eyes stared directly at the thorn in Zhao Ziyun's hand, swallowed his saliva, and said, "This, this is the magic weapon that is going to be auctioned?" ”

Zhao Ziyun nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Quick, show me." The fifth uncle of the Zhou family is one of the top appraisers in Huaxia, his favorite in this life is not the elixir, but the magic weapon, as soon as he heard that there is a high-grade magic weapon, he immediately ran over, and he couldn't see anything else in his eyes, only the magic weapon.

Zhao Ziyun handed him the thorn, he held it in his hand, and he was fascinated.

After a long time, Zhou Dongxi stepped forward and said, "Fifth uncle, what kind of magic weapon is this?" ”

"Seven pins!" He said excitedly, "This is a seven-grade medium magic weapon!" ”

"Seven pins?" Everyone was startled, their eyes locked on the thorn, and they all showed a look of inevitability.

"This gentleman......" he looked at Zhao Ziyun, "does this thorn have a name?" ”

Zhao Ziyun said: "Let's call it Cloud Thorn." ”

Everyone: "......"

Your name is too casual to come up with, isn't it?

"Cloud Thorn." The fifth uncle nodded and said, "Good name, really good name." Sir, can you sell me the cloud thorns? You can ask for as much as you want. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people around them stopped doing it.

"Master Zhou, your Zhou family is not kind. Mr. Zhao took out this divine weapon for auction, and your Zhou family actually wanted to keep it for yourself! A VIP said with a fierce eye.

The fifth uncle of the Zhou family took a sip of him and said, "As long as I can afford the price, why can't I buy it?" ”

Another VIP also said: "Fifth uncle, no matter how much money you pay, I am 100 million more expensive than you." ”

The fifth uncle of the Zhou family was so angry that his face turned red, and he said angrily: "If anyone dares to rob me of the cloud thorn, he will be the enemy of my Zhou family!" ”

Zhou Dongxi was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said, "Fifth uncle, don't you be like this, do you want the reputation of our Zhou family?" Let's ask Mr. Zhao. ”

He threw the problem back to Zhao Ziyun, and the fifth uncle of the Zhou family said with anticipation: "Mr. Zhao, you ......"

Zhao Ziyun said expressionlessly: "Auction, only cash is accepted." ”

The fifth uncle of the Zhou family seemed to have been hit hard, and reluctantly handed over the cloud thorn, then looked at Zhou Dongxi, and said, "This cloud thorn, no matter how much money you have, you have to get it for me!" ”

Someone next to him immediately said: "Master Zhou, this is not in accordance with the rules, right?" ”

The fifth uncle of the Zhou family wanted to say something, but Zhou Shixi pulled him and said in a low voice: "Fifth uncle, don't say it, what is a seven-grade magic weapon?" As long as we befriend this great refiner, what kind of magic weapon doesn't have it? ”

The fifth uncle of the Zhou family looked at Zhao Ziyun in surprise and said, "Is it really what he refined?" ”

"It's true!" Zhou Dongxi said.

The fifth uncle of the Zhou family looked at Zhao Ziyun as if he was looking at a walking divine soldier, and said with a smile: "Sir, let's have a cup of tea together when it's over." ”

Zhao Ziyun said: "There is no time. ”

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, this Mr. Zhao is really temperamental, who doesn't know that the fifth uncle of the Zhou family is born with a fiery temper, and he must fight again.

Who knew that the fifth uncle of the Zhou family was full of smiles and said, "Mr. Zhao, enjoy your face, I have a new red robe this year, which is definitely a first-class spiritual tea." ”

Everyone was shocked, this fifth uncle of the Zhou family really has no bottom line.

Zhao Ziyun said with a cold face: "I don't like to waste time, let's start auctioning cloud thorns now." ”

Zhou Dongxi's heart chuckled, he originally wanted to use the cloud stab for the finale, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhao, don't you want to take a look at other lots?" ”

Zhao Ziyun glanced at him and said, "No need, I can't look at your things here, hurry up and auction the cloud thorns, and I'll take the money and go home." ”

Zhou is helpless, the customer is God, you are God, what you say is right.

He was about to ask everyone to go back to the private room and ask the host to take the cloud thorn to the auction table, when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Mr. Zhao, what is the reserve price of this magic weapon?" ”

Zhao Ziyun looked at Ning Ruoyu, Ning Ruoyu looked at Shen Mingyu again, Shen Mingyu lowered his voice and said, "Two hundred and thirty million should be appropriate." ”

Zhao Ziyun nodded and said, "That's the price." ”

"Three hundred million!" Someone next to him immediately shouted.

"Five hundred million!"

"It's only such a small amount of money, and you're too embarrassed to bid? Mr. Zhao, I'll give a billion! ”

The price has soared all the way, and now no one cares whether the Yan family is the Yan family or not, and no one even cares about the corpses of the Yan family and others, Mr. Zheng originally wanted to run, but when he turned around, he saw Sun Yuanzhe standing behind him.

He fell to his knees with a puff, and no longer had the arrogance of the past: "Sun Shao, you, just spare me this time, I, I will never do anything for the Yan family again, I will find a small place to hide, and I will never appear in front of you again." ”

Sun Yuanzhe's face sank like water, Mr. Zheng's eyes rolled, he turned around and ran, and was slapped in the back of the heart by him, fainting on the spot.

And the price increase over there has increased to four billion. Some families couldn't come up with so much cash, and said, "Mr. Zhao, we are willing to exchange spirit stones, do you want spirit stones?" ”

"Mr. Zhao, let's exchange it for spirit plants."

"Our family can take out a five-grade elixir."

Zhao Ziyun said coldly: "I only accept cash." ”

The crowd choked and had nothing to say.

Go ahead and increase the price.

Everyone raised the price all the way, and in a blink of an eye, it increased to 12 billion, and many people couldn't get the money anymore, so they had to beat their chests and retreat to the side.

"Seventy-seven billion!" A voice rang out, and everyone looked at him.

The one who made the offer was a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man from the family in the Northern Province, that family guards the white mountains and black waters, and is famous for planting spiritual grass, and it is said that they also have a secret place in their hands, which is very rich.

Everyone else showed a look of pity, and seeing that no one raised the price, the middle-aged man laughed: "Thank you for giving in, this cloud thorn is ours." ”

As he spoke, he came to Zhao Ziyun and said, "Mr. Zhao, there are 20 billion in this card, and the remaining 3 billion will be made by us." ”

This middle-aged man's name is Na Chengjun, his cultivation is not high, but he is very business-minded, he can see that this Mr. Zhao in front of him is definitely stronger than that Yangu God of War, and he plans to hug his thighs tightly.

Zhao Ziyun took the card and said, "I won't accept your things in vain, in the future, you bring your own materials, and I can refine a six-grade magic weapon for you." ”

Na Chengjun was overjoyed, arched his hand at him, and said: "Mr. Zhao is refreshing, I like Mr. Zhao's temperament, but unfortunately Mr. is still in a hurry, otherwise I would like to have a drink with Mr." ”

"You don't have to drink." Zhao Ziyun turned around and said to Ning Ruoyu, "Ruoyu, the highest grade of their lot today is only the sixth-grade magic weapon and the fifth-grade elixir, there is nothing to see, let's go." ”

Ning Ruoyu also lost interest when she heard him say this, and said, "Okay, Master." ”

The two walked towards the outside of the auction hall, Shen Mingyu and the Sun family's father and son naturally followed, but Zhou Dongxi looked confused, what are we going to auction tonight, how does he know? Does he have the power of an unpredictable prophet?

Ning Ruoyu knew that Master Cheap had swept their backstage with his divine sense.

She walked beside Master Cheap and said in a low voice, "Master, is that cloud thorn really refined by you?" ”

"I don't know how to refine weapons." Zhao Ziyun said.

Ning Ruoyu: "......"