Chapter Eighty-Seven: Millennial Breeze Grass

"Old Sixteen, you really give me a long face! Really give us a long face for the royal family! You wait, this time, my father will definitely know, and it will be up to you to explain to your father when the time comes!"

Although Shangguan Rong is the crown prince of a country, he still feels trembling in front of the emperor, not to mention that the current emperor of the Great Heavenly Kingdom is a rather domineering figure, and he has a suppressive attitude towards all the princes, in order to consolidate his power.

Otherwise, as a crown prince, how could he not even be able to cope with a monk with the strength of a great power like Nie Wuving.

"It seems that the royal family of this Great Heavenly Kingdom is not very good?" Bu Qianfan glanced at Nie Wushu and said lightly.

Nie Wushu shook his head and explained: "Brother Bu, you are wrong, although this Great Heavenly Realm is only a third-rate realm, no matter how weak it is, there are still dozens of masters in the False Realm, and even a few powerhouses in the True Realm. However, where can these characters be commanded by a prince and a few princes, the emperor of the Great Heavenly Kingdom is very strict with his sons. ”

Bu Qianfan hadn't heard of these secrets, and he thought it was a little interesting.

"So, the reason why these royal families are still with that emperor?"

Nie Wushu nodded: "You can say that, but you can't underestimate the royal family of this Great Heavenly Kingdom, after all, the foundation of nearly a thousand years is here." ”

Bu Qianfan didn't speak again, because the auction had officially begun, and it didn't seem to be affected by what happened just now.

"The first auction item, three four-grade raw bone pills, and a reserve price of 1,000 spirit stones!

A woman's coquettish voice came from the formation, and Bu Qianfan shook his head, not daring to be interested in this first item at all.

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It wasn't until the thirteenth item that Bu Qianfan became interested.

"Millennial breeze grass, growing in the cliff storm, it is very difficult to obtain, the value is naturally expensive, it is especially precious for alchemists, it can be said that it is impossible to find, I hope you don't miss it! The reserve price is 30,000 spirit stones, and the auction starts now!"

Bu Qianfan didn't rush to speak, because he wanted to find out if anyone could see the true value of this breeze grass, and he needed to observe it first.

The Millennial Breeze Grass is indeed very valuable, and it is also a good material for alchemists, but the auction woman deliberately did not mention that the Millennial Breeze Grass, as an alchemy material, can be replaced by many herbs, and the effect is not much worse.

With the same effect, the price of the thousand-year-old breeze grass is dozens of times higher, and ordinary alchemists will naturally not be interested, unless it is those alchemists who have a hobby of collecting.

The auction scene fell silent, as if all the alchemists were not interested in the thousand-year-old breeze grass.

As an auctioneer, Ouyang Wan's face was a little ugly, but it was only a flash, and she did have a little look at these alchemists.

"Since you don't want it, then I'll suffer a loss, and I'll bid 30,000 and 100 spirit stones. A rough voice rang out in the hall, but was quickly interrupted by the staff.

"This distinguished guest, I'm sorry, the rule of our auction house is to increase the price at least 1,000 spirit stones at a time, so if you want to auction this thousand-year-old breeze grass, you have to pay at least 31,000 spirit stones. ”

When the rough-voiced man heard the words of the auction house staff, his face suddenly changed, and then he shouted: "Add at least a thousand spirit stones, aren't you robbing it! No one wants this thing, forget it, I don't want it either!"

No one expected that it would be such a result, this rough man actually chose to give up, Bu Qianfan and Nie Wushu glanced at each other, and then couldn't help but shake their heads.

This guy must be here to be funny.

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of hot laughter in the hall of the auction house, and the auctioneer Ouyang Wan couldn't help laughing.

But this rough man's actions also put the auction of this thousand-year-old breeze grass in a dilemma, and almost everyone realized that the price of this thousand-year-old breeze grass was too high to be cost-effective at all.

From the other ghost who did not want to be between Bu Qianfan and the two VIPs, the three people in the fifth place, one of the wrinkled men showed a rather terrifying smile.

"It seems that there is no one to bid anymore, so we don't have to be polite. Take down this thousand-year-old breeze grass!"

Just when the customer of No. 5 was about to bid, Bu Qianfan spoke in advance.

"Thirty-one thousand spirit stones. ”

Bu Qianfan's voice clearly reached everyone's ears, and Ouyang Wan, who was about to give up, couldn't help but light up in her eyes.

Ouyang Wan was still a little dissatisfied, but adding a thousand spirit stones was already much better than no one.

"Wait, don't worry, let's not bid yet!" The man with a furrow face in the VIP room No. 5 waved his hand, preventing his disciple from speaking.

"Master, don't we want this?"

The furrowed man shook his head, but didn't explain. In fact, this man didn't open his mouth because he felt the terrifying momentum on Nie Wuving's body before, and he was afraid of Nie Wuving's strength, in case Nie Wuving really knew the value of this thing, and he opened his mouth to offend this person, I was afraid that it would cause unnecessary trouble.

The same thing happened in several VIP rooms, and none of the big names in these VIP rooms tried to increase the price, because a master of the fake realm, no one wants to be easily offended, unless their strength is more terrifying.

"It's not worth it for the sake of a thousand-year-old breeze grass!"

Bu Qianfan waited for a moment, and then heard the auctioneer's coquettish voice before exhaling.

"It's really a big bargain!" Bu Qianfan couldn't help laughing.

"What, this thing is very valuable?" Nie Wudi was a little curious.

"It's true to say that, but not everyone knows the most powerful use of this thousand-year-old breeze grass, and this time, it can be regarded as a fluke by me. If anyone knew that this breeze grass was really gushing out, they would be willing to spend 100,000 spirit stones. ”

Nie Wushu was shocked, he couldn't see that this thousand-year-old Qingfeng Grass was worth 100,000 spirit stones.

Not long after taking pictures of this thousand-year-old breeze grass, the staff of Zhenyulou sent the things into the No. 3 VIP room and sent them to Bu Qianfan.

Ouyang Wan's gaze looked at Bu Qianfan and Nie Wuyi's faces a few times before she was sure that it was Bu Qianfan who had made the bid before.

However, Bu Qianfan naturally couldn't recognize that the auctioneer who sent the auction items would be the previous auctioneer, but Bu Qianfan was a little familiar with Ouyang Wan's voice.

This guy actually spent only 31,000 spirit stones to photograph the thousand-year-old breeze grass, which is no different from snatching it, if it weren't for the rules of Zhenyulou, he would have bought this treasure! Ouyang Wan muttered in her heart, and directly opened the box of the thousand-year-old breeze grass in front of Bu Qianfan.

"It's really a thousand-year-old breeze grass. Bu Qianfan nodded, and didn't look at Ouyang Wan.