Chapter 12: Auctions(2)

Everyone in the audience was puzzled, didn't they say the origin of this dagger? How did this young master Jin talk about the birth of the Lord of All Spirits of the Spirit Race?

One of the people in the audience hurriedly stood up and asked everyone's thoughts: "Young Master Jin, what does the birth of this spirit master have to do with this dagger on the stage?"

Young Master Jin turned his eyes to look at the man and replied, " There must be something to do with it, because the little boy's powerful aura caused the black iron under the ground to mutate and become Xuanjin Black Iron, and because a super god refiner passed by later, he noticed that the land was different, so he detected the Xuanjin Black Iron, because it was too little, he had to make a dagger, and he also used the feathers of the colorful five-spirit bird, and it took a full hundred years to refine it before it was completed in a sweat, but for some reason, the weapon made of such an anti-heaven material was so unbearable that even a medium-grade paper could not be pierced! The super-god refiner angrily resold the dagger at a low price, and finally after several twists and turns, it arrived at the Shenzhou auction house. ”

"It's been more than 300 years, and there are several layers of ash. ”

"Starting price - 5,000 scarlet gems!"

This time is different from the previous auctions, this auction is not even a piece of paper is a fact, and the whole huge auction house suddenly becomes lifeless, I am afraid that this dagger can not even be pierced by a medium-grade paper, which makes people ignore what material it is made of, after all, it is a fact that this dagger can't even pierce a piece of paper, and what fool is willing to use the money to shoot the pills and medicinal materials to shoot this dagger that has no practical use at all and is not good-looking?

You must know that the paper of the middle grade can be turned into powder even by a cultivator of the second or third grade with a raised hand!

This shows the quality of this dagger.

Seeing this scene, the young master Jin who had been standing on the stage for a long time sighed, originally he told the origin of the dagger so that he would not be lifeless at this time, but he didn't expect it to be ...... I knew that this dagger would not be auctioned if it was introduced, but the man still insisted on telling the truth by himself, and a few minutes before the auction, he also pulled him to tell him a large story of the spirit master of the spirit clan, and swore frankly that someone would definitely take this dagger, so he didn't want to go crazy for money.

Mo Wuji, who was sitting in the VIP seat on the upper floor, was carefully looking at all the black, inconspicuous daggers on the stage, and felt that this dagger had a ghost, so the dagger made of anti-heaven materials could not be so useless, maybe it was sealed or something, or it was very possible, Mo Wuji, who was about to raise the bidding sign to bid for it, suddenly had a Lolita voice in his mind: "Master, master! Shoot me, shoot me!"

Mo Wuxian wondered, where did the voice come from?

The owner of the voice seemed to see Mo Wuxi's doubts, and said, "Master, here, the dagger on the auction table is me!"

Oh, the inconspicuous dagger that was claimed to be indestructible even a piece of paper, and the sword spirit, it seemed that it was not easy to transmit sound to her divine consciousness through the specially made glass and the wall of her private room.

"Why? You don't seem to be of any use to me. Mo Wuxian raised his eyebrows, and used his divine sense to communicate with the dagger on the stage, and his eyes also stared at the dagger on the stage.

When the dagger heard that Mo Wuxian was going to abandon it for the second time at this time, he suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly used his divine sense to transmit: "Don't, master, like Ben...... I only recognize one master in my life, and it's useless for you to destroy my soul, the master is gone, this ...... Where am I going? I'm going to fall into the hands of stupid humans again, who say I'm a broken dagger! Hmph, I'm so stupid that I can't be helped! I'm so angry !! the deity."

The more the voice spoke, the more excited it became, and finally accidentally burst out the mantra, and suddenly stopped, and a cold sweat flowed down...... The owner used to dislike the fact that they called themselves "deities......

And at this moment, Mo Wuxian didn't know how long it was only a few breaths, and this little dagger's heart turned one bend after another.

Hearing this voice, he actually said that he was the sword spirit of the dagger, and he scolded the human being, could it be that it knew its true body?

Mo Wuxian suddenly became a little interested, and spit out a few words from his mouth with a chuckle: "Interesting." ”

At this moment, the voice that was still in the sea of ink without a trace of divine consciousness heard this, and suddenly felt that there was a play, and said happily: "The master is the best, the best is the best!" The best thing is that it almost burst out of the word "deity" just now, and the master didn't even think he heard it, and he didn't blame it, of course the master was the best, but ...... The owner doesn't seem to remember it......

Mo Wuxian was speechless, and suddenly had a feeling that the dagger was about to fly to him, and hurriedly pressed the green button next to the armrest, and reported a number: "Five thousand one hundred." ”

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ps: It's changed, it's good, one change at the end of the week, two changes today! After all, it's been a month, and you don't comment on urging, hum.