Chapter 200: Solo
Qi Refining Realm?
The old man was stunned for a moment.
"Do you want to sell the Golden Thunder Bamboo?
The tone was a little suspicious.
Jin Lei Bamboo is not an ordinary bamboo, it is the best material, a scum of the Qi Refining Realm, he actually claims to have a Golden Lei Bamboo, or some?
Intuition tells the old man that it is impossible!
But.
Thinking that the scum of this Qi Refining Realm actually had the money to sit in a private room, the old man suppressed his temperament and asked.
Joradan didn't care about the old man's tone either.
With a wave of his hand.
Brush!
Seven golden thunder bamboos appeared on the table.
I saw it clearly, it's a tree, not a root.
"Golden Thunder Bamboo!"
"Alive!"
The old man jumped up all of a sudden, his eyes were shining, his hands, and even with a hint of trembling, he held up the golden thunder bamboo.
Thunder, lingering, hand-in-hand, there is a tingling sensation.
It is the golden thunder bamboo undoubtedly!
Moreover, it is still a living golden thunder bamboo!
"Baby, baby!"
"Wait a minute, I'll arrange the auction right away!"
The old man rushed out of the private room.
A few breaths later.
"Good news, good news, blessed are you who just bid for the Golden Thunder Bamboo, our store has just arrived with seven Golden Thunder Bamboos, live well, cultivate well, don't say seven, seventy, seven hundred, the rich boss hurry up and buy it!
The auctioneer's voice roared, and the audience was stunned at first, and then went crazy.
"Oh my God, the living golden thunder bamboo? I heard you right, right?"
"Baby, if this cultivation is successful, just selling the Golden Thunder Bamboo will be made!"
"You're thinking too much, it's not so easy to cultivate. ”
"Also, this kind of genius treasure is quite demanding and difficult to cultivate. ”
"It doesn't matter, even if you don't cultivate it, these seven golden thunder bamboos are also very useful, all of them are refined into flying swords, and you can set up a sword array. ”
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Since it is a good thing, there are naturally many competitors.
"One million and three million!"
"One and a half million!"
"One hundred and eighteen!"
"Two hundred!"
“......”
Listening to the higher and higher quotations, Joraldan sitting in the private room was about to go crazy with joy.
I think that at the beginning, when I was refining the illusion realm, these seven golden thunder bamboos were packaged and sold for 140,000 spirit stones, and then look at the present, fortunately, I was clever at that time, and I used the refined pill to take this treasure back, otherwise, I would have lost a lot of money.
Prices are still rising.
Ultimately.
Four million!
Seven golden thunder bamboos were pocketed by a Venerable in the private room on the second floor.
The power of the Venerable Realm is obviously not needed for such low-level materials, and it is estimated that he intends to buy it back and cultivate it in the sect, if the cultivation is successful, the power of the sect will definitely increase greatly.
His Holiness was satisfied.
Joradan was even more satisfied.
Four million spirit stones, it's gone!
The auction continues.
One treasure after another, it was brought up and sold.
Suddenly.
One side was cold and icy, and the waiter put it on the tray and held it up.
"The thousand-year-old ice core, the best material for refining water-based magic weapons, monks who practice water-based exercises can also use this to cultivate, enter the realm quickly, the starting price is 100,000, and the price increase shall not be less than 10,000 each time. ”
This......
Qiao Radan glanced at the thousand-year-old ice core the size of a fist on this side, and then at the thousand-year-old ice core the size of a watermelon in the space of the Divine Dragon Reverse Scale Sumeru, and was happy again.
Call the maid in.
"I also have a thousand-year-old ice core here, which is bigger than the one on the stage, can I sell it together?"
Again?
The maid was stunned for a moment and hurriedly contacted the above.
Thereupon.
It didn't take long.
The old man who had just left the private room was back.
A look of suspicion.
"Shaoxia, you mean, you have a thousand-year-old ice core?"
Is that still fake?
With a wave of his hand, Joradan landed on the table with a large lump of ice, the size of a watermelon, several times larger than the one auctioned on the table.
When you touch it with your hand, it is biting cold, it is a thousand-year-old ice core.
"Goo-dong!"
The old man swallowed.
"Right now, I'll arrange an auction for you right away!"
All of them are honorific.
The old man ran out again.
Thereupon.
A few breaths later.
The auctioneer, who had just auctioned off the thousand-year-old ice core at the price of 230,000 spirit stones, let out a wry smile and began to auction the second thousand-year-old ice core again.
The monk in the audience scolded his mother.
"Damn, if you don't take out such a big piece earlier, you can get some garbage to fool people!"
"Woo woo, I knew I wouldn't have bought the piece just now, how good it would be to buy this piece!"
"Bastard, this auctioneer is too cheating, last time Jin Leizhu was, this time again!"
"Return, I want to return, I don't want that piece just now, I want to buy this piece!"
Returns are not possible.
Think you're unlucky.
The auctioneer is also thick-skinned, so he doesn't talk at all, and with a hammer, the starting price is one million, and the bidding begins.
Ultimately.
This watermelon-sized thousand-year-old ice core was auctioned at a high price of 2.6 million, which made Joladan make a lot of money.
It's not over yet.
At the beginning, on the fourth layer of the Refining Illusion Realm, he swept away the fourth-order demon beasts with a large army, and Joradan had a lot of treasures, but these were not the only ones.
It's not.
"Huh, blazing green gold, 200,000 yuan, so valuable!"
"Come in, come in, I also have a piece of blazing green gold here, which is much bigger than the one on the stage!
The maid came in with a strange look.
After a while, the old man came in panting.
......
"Black jade gypsum, this thing can also be sold for money?"
"I'll go, it turns out that there is such a big lump, and it's sold!"
"Come in, come in......"
The expression on the maid's face was even more strange.
The old man is about to get tired.
......
"Millennial ironwood core?
"Come in, come in......"
The maid looked confused.
The old man had the urge to vomit blood.
......
When he was called into the private room by Joladan again, when another treasure appeared on the table, the old man finally ran away.
"Are you here for the auction or are you here to smash the floor?"
"Bullying, too much bullying!"
It's a real bully.
The scale of this auction is so large, as an appraiser of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pavilion, the old man has a lot to do.
was called in again and again by Joladan, and one treasure after another was smashed down, and the old man was physically and mentally exhausted.
It's not just the old man.
The auctioneer also wanted to run wild.
The front foot has just shot the baby out, and the back foot, there is a bigger, better, and more precious baby of the same kind appeared, and the pit man.
I didn't see that the monks in the audience had red eyes.
Angry!
I spent a lot of money and bought a baby, I thought I could be in front of everyone, but I didn't think about it, and the next moment, the baby became garbage, and there was a more precious one on the stage.
There is a wood who wants to vomit blood.
If this continues to make trouble, the monks in the audience will have to rebel!
Don't sell Joradan stuff?
No, it's too precious, it's too valuable, you can't watch the spirit stone fly away!