Chapter 133 The Auction Begins

This private room is not very big, and there are not many things, only a few animal skin chairs, and a rosewood chair full of snacks and fruits, and some landscape paintings on the wall!

"If you need any service, please feel free to tell me, I am outside the private room!"

There is more than one hostess, each of whom is responsible for a private room!

This time, she greeted a distinguished guest like Su Changkong at the door, so she brought Su Changkong to the private room she was responsible for!

In fact, she had the intention to stay in the private room and serve Su Changkong closely, after all, such a proud son of heaven is rare, but Su Changkong obviously did not mean this, and she could only retreat helplessly!

As soon as the welcome lady left, Su Changkong sat on the animal skin chair, which felt extremely soft and comfortable, and even had a trace of fragrance on it!

This private room is really good, Su Changkong's whole person is inlaid on the animal skin chair, and the comfortable feeling makes him a little lazy!

"Who, you see me and pinch my shoulder!"

The welcome lady who had been waiting at the door was overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly came in, stretching out her green fingers to knead Su Changkong's shoulders!

It's just that the body is getting closer and closer, and the bright lips are exhaling like an orchid in Su Changkong's ears, Su Changkong can even smell the body fragrance on her body clearly, feeling the teasing of the maid, Su Changkong squinted his eyes comfortably, and became a little drowsy!

After all, since he crossed into this world, he has never lived a day of leisure and comfort, every day is busy, and now it is rare to enjoy a clean time!

Next to her is a woman who serves with all her heart, after all, such a proud son of the sky is extremely rare, if she is really taken by Su Changkong, then she will fly on the branch and become a phoenix, and she will be able to live the life of her dreams!

However, Su Changkong doesn't seem to have this in mind, which makes this maid quite resentful!

Just when Su Changkong was drowsy, the maid who had been standing behind him and serving intimately bent down gently, and her bright lips were pressed against Su Changkong's ear and exhaled like an orchid: "Childe, the auction is about to start!"

Su Changkong opened his eyes and looked at the auction table below!

At the back of the auction table, a middle-aged woman in yellow clothes walked out!

"Everyone, welcome to the reincarnation auction, I am the auctioneer Fang Yi here, there must be many people who know me, and I will preside over the next auction!"

"Before the auction, I have one more sentence to say, if you have any precious items to auction, you can entrust them to the reincarnation auction house, as long as the treasure can reach a certain level, the reincarnation auction house can be auctioned on behalf of you, of course, the price is also extremely cheap!"

As soon as these words came out, the following began to be discussed!

"What are you kidding, no matter who it is, if there is really a superb treasure, who will take it out for auction?

"You can't say that, everyone's cultivation resources are different, if I have a treasure but can't use it, maybe I'll auction it off and exchange it for resources that are useful to me!"

"That's the same thing!"

The people below are talking about it, and Su Changkong is also a little interested, and there is such a thing?

She really has a lot of treasures on her body, seeing him muttering for a moment, the Sumeru ring in his hand flashed, and a huge thing appeared in his hand, and said to the maid behind him: "You go and hand this thing to the auctioneer, and say that this is the toenail of the thunder dragon!"

The maid behind him suddenly brightened her eyes: "Childe is going to auction this thing? Thunder Dragon Toenails? Okay, okay, Childe, please wait a moment!"

Said hugged in his arms and hurried away!

After a while, the maid hurried back, and then stood silently behind Su Changkong, leaned down and said softly: "The auctioneer is very satisfied with your treasure, and decided to auction it as the semi-finale, so stay tuned!"

Su Changkong nodded and didn't answer!

"Okay, let's not waste your time, the auction has officially begun, and the first treasure is invited to the stage!"

As the auctioneer's voice fell, a beautiful girl walked up the backstage, dragging a wooden plate in her hand, covered with red silk!

The auctioneer took it and placed it on the auction table, lifted the silk casually, and immediately a book of exercises came into the audience's eyes!

"The first treasure is a yellow-level top-level exercise, called the Flame Knife, which was created by an elder of the Reincarnation Sect more than a hundred years ago, and was later lost, and was not found until recently, if you cultivate to the extreme, the knife technique can release an endless heat wave, domineering and abnormal, and the power is still above many yellow-level exercises, the reserve price is 10,000 lower grade essence stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1000 each time!"

The cultivation exercises are divided into non-entry, yellow-level, Xuan-level, earth-level, heaven-level, earth-level and heaven-level are extremely rare, as for the higher level of exercises, that is the power of the Immortal Mirror, the exercises they practice!

Hearing the introduction of the auctioneer, there was a bit of a sensation in the audience, especially some wandering warriors who did not join the sect, their eyes were red, they were not like the disciples of the sect, there were many resources to use!

However, they are different, most of them are not talented, and their cultivation is not in the stream, and it is extremely difficult to break through mediocrity!

Through the huge crystal glass, Su Changkong couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the changes in the people below, compared with the disciples of the sect, these martial artists are indeed very difficult, most of the exercises they learn are not in the stream, or some garbage, it is obviously commendable to have such a top yellow-level exercises!

"20,000 low-grade essence stones!"

"Twenty-two thousand!"

"Twenty-four thousand!"

", 30,000 Jingyuan Stones!"

A fierce warrior stood up and roared loudly!

"What is 30,000 yuan? When I give 35,000 yuan of fine yuan, who will dare to rob me?"

Su Changkong was a little dumbfounded, and then in the blink of an eye, a yellow-level exercise, he was actually shouted to 50,000 Jing Yuan Stones, and the people below were still constantly quoting!

There was even chaos on the field, and the sound of quotations was endless!

In the end, this exercise was auctioned off at a price of 60,000 pieces of lower grade essence stones!

"The second treasure, the ancient half-cut sword body!"

The silk was uncovered, and now in front of everyone is a half-cut sword body, perhaps too broken, this long sword, covered with patina!

"Damn, what the hell is this? This thing can be auctioned off?"

"It's just half of the sword body, even if he was originally a treasure, it's not worth much now, right?"

"Take a look, maybe there is still his use value!"

Everyone couldn't see why, so they all fixed their eyes on the auctioneer, wanting to hear how he explained!

Sure enough, the auction was prepared: "I don't know if you recognize the legendary deadwood swordsman? This broken sword is the one he used in the first place!"

"What, the Deadwood Swordsman, is it his short sword?"

"Won't you?"

Hearing this, everyone instantly became excited, the deadwood swordsman is also a figure more than a hundred years ago, no one knows his origin, but when he came to Qingyang County, he made a name for himself in Qingyang County, people only know that he used a broken sword, and his style is extremely weird!

I didn't expect this broken sword to be his, so it has some use value!

"The reserve price, 10,000 fine yuan stones, each bid shall not be less than 1,000, the auction begins!"

Although I know that this broken sword was once used by a deadwood swordsman, the use value is still not great!

After all, no one has a special fetish, and there is such a broken weapon against the enemy!

After a long silence: "Eleven thousand low-grade essence stones!"

The person who spoke was an old man over seventy years old, with a gray beard and a black robe, casually put on his body!

Someone recognized him, he was an antique collector in Samsara City, and he loved to collect some weird and broken things!

No one was asking for a price other than him, so he soon pocketed the broken sword!